The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

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The young eagle soaring in the sky hit the transparent barrier, fell headfirst to the ground, flapped its broad wings halfway, and staggered away.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't speak, Young Eagle would have made a cross talk and given it to the Yanjian Sect's sect-protecting formation.

Ning Ning was too lazy to sit in the recliner, her feet swaying as the recliner swayed. Looking at the complicated mountain-protecting formation, it was difficult for her not to doubt their IQ. She endured it again and again, and said unbearably: " Please, use the mountain-protecting formation that Cangming knows all about to stop him. Are you crazy? Or is he stupid?"

Yan Wumei stopped his master, his heroic eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said in a gentle voice full of curiosity: "Junior Sister Ning, is there any way? This... is not a way after all..."

Qu Qiubai pushed his master behind him, glanced at Wu Xi beside him, and said something else, "Junior sister Ning, look, is there any point for us to stick to it? Or should we find another one..."

"You evildoer, don't talk nonsense."

"You evildoer, don't talk nonsense."

Ning Ning threw away the weeds she was playing with, stood up slowly, walked up to the pedantic peak masters of the two peaks, hit their heads hard with her bent fingers, and made a sound of "Ah, hit" from her mouth.

Seeing the huge red marks on her forehead, Ning Ning circled them with her hands behind her back and said in an unyielding voice: "You stupid young man who doesn't want to change the mountain-protecting formation. He only talks about words and has no sense of responsibility at all..." "

There was a crackling output, and everyone's expressions were uniformly ugly.

After a long while, the Master of the Twelve Peaks squeezed out words through the gap, although he was neither fierce nor gentle: "Young man? Little girl, who are you playing?"

In front of the master of Yaolu Peak, Ning Ning slapped him on the cheek, like scolding an ignorant child: "You started gasping after saying a few words? You don't even know your ancestors? What do you mean? Should I fight?"

She couldn't get enough from just beating, so she called the master of Yaolu Peak to come over and said with a smile: "Young man, am I wrong?"

"Yes, yes, how could you be wrong!"

"Well, yes, children can be taught." Ning Ning put her hands into her sleeves and walked out openly. A strong force grabbed her throat and forced her to walk back. Qiu Wanluo came over and said something to beg for a beating: "Xiao Ning, don't run around, I'm not done with you."

"Tsk." Ning Ning curled her lips in disdain, but her body was still very sincere. She stood beside Qiu Wan Luo and did not dare to move. She was inexplicably imagining her former obedient self.

"Lao Qiu, I think..." ([-] words omitted here)

"Wow, your words are too dense and useless." Ning Ning pretended to be surprised and covered her mouth, blinking her beautiful eyes, which was a sign of confusion that hurt others, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything. , just expressing my opinion.”

"Xiao Ning, tell me, how can we change the sect-protecting formation so that Cangming won't succeed?"

Staring at the idle Ning Ning, the suspicion in Qiu Wanluo's heart became more and more obvious. There was a sour and uncomfortable feeling rushing in his chest. God knows, how uncomfortable he felt when he learned that Xiao Ning had taken action?

"Tsk, the Sect Protecting Formation evolved from the ancient remnant formation. If you don't study the ancient remnant formation, why don't you ask me? Where can I find the answer?"

Ning Ning crossed her hands in front of her chest, her rejection spilled over the screen, and she hummed, "I won't accompany you anymore, I'll leave first."

Glancing at the expressionless Qiu Wanluo, Ning Ning stretched out her toes tentatively, and when she saw that he didn't scold him, she fled as fast as he could.

Qiu Wanluo watched her leave dotingly, then turned to look at the peak masters of several peaks, the disgust in her eyes should not be too obvious.The despised peak masters of several peaks:...

In front of the ruins, Ning Ning stuck her butt out, holding a small shovel, digging happily, mumbling in a low voice, and letting out scary laughter from time to time.

"Hey hey hey."

The hot sunshine was intercepted by a black mountain, and the cool breeze blew the tips of Ning Ning's hair and fell on her thin shoulders, making her fair skin almost transparent.

She moved to the side, and the black umbrella above her head also moved to the side. After digging a few times, she turned around and looked at Shaojiu with a gloomy expression under the shade of the tree, doubtful and thinking that he was sick.

Not long ago, he was severely beaten, but in just a few days, he regained his strength and followed her again and again, unable to drive her away.

Let's just say he was sticky. He was ten steps away from her every time, adjusting the distance from time to time, looking at her serious illness.

He is not a sticky candy. He follows her every time and never falls behind. He looks really sick.

"Tsk, what's the matter?" Ning Ning clenched the small shovel and dug out the loose coating with all her strength. With a pop, a soft touch came. She concentrated on pushing away the soil, and the white meat-like fleshy mushrooms broke out of the soil. The alluring sweet fragrance wafted out, and her head was buzzing. She hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, took a few steps back, and stared at Rouzhi with a dark expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ning'er." The rushing Shaojiu was illuminated by the pink light, his eyes blurred, and he knelt on the ground, his head lowered, as if he was obsessed with something.

"Ow, ooh."

Cold sweat slid down her forehead and fell on her long eyelashes, which were shaking back and forth. Ning Ning kept silent and bent down to Shaojiu's side. She saw that his life was safe, but his empty eyes meant that things were not simple. She While hesitating, Mo'er, who had devoured the meat, wiped the crumbs from the corners of her mouth, walked up to Ning Ning with a pause of three seconds, touched Ning Ning's cheek with her dirty fingertips, and said with a sweet smile: "Sister, Mo'er found you. He didn't lie to Mo'er."

"Mo'er, tell sister, who didn't lie to Mo'er? Who..."

"Sister, Mo'er made a contract, so I can't tell him, but...sister knows him, and he is also sister Xuanyou's sweetheart."

Ning Ning understood clearly, took out a handkerchief from her storage bag, wiped Mo'er's dirty little hands, and said: "Mo'er, if you eat meat mushrooms, you can't rob other people's spiritual power, do you understand?"

"Sister, do you know?" Mo'er raised her innocent and pitiful little face, her eyes were sparkling like autumn water, and she looked at Ning Ning in confusion.

"I didn't know earlier, but..." Ning Ning touched the hot jade on her waist, gently knocked on Mo'er's forehead, and said in a helpless tone: "You, your ancestors are true ancestors, you are not allowed to be rude, understand? "

Mo'er nodded frantically: "Yes, I understand, I understand." She held Ning Ning's arms stickyly and pursed her lips: "Sister, sister Xuanyou is unable to do so because of Mo'er... Otherwise, Mo'er will trade her life for... …”

"Shh." Ning Ning pinched Mo'er's innocent little mouth, her smile was mixed with a little displeasure, and she said softly: "Don't say depressing words. You live together, who said you can only wax and wane? It's just that You mediocre people, don't worry, I have a way to solve this problem."

"Well, Mo'er believes in sister." Mo'er patted her bulging belly and said with a smile: "Sister, after Mo'er digests the meat, she won't have to rely on others to survive, and she can survive for at least a hundred years."

Hearing this, Ning Ning rubbed her head lovingly, pointed at Shaojiu who seemed possessed by evil spirits, and said with a bitter smile: "Mo'er, return to your original state!"

"okay!"