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

Chapter 4 Robbery?No, it's influence
"Wow, meteor!" Ning Ning raised her hand in front of her eyebrows and looked at the iron pillar that turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the soft white clouds. She suddenly withdrew her gaze and looked at the confused Twelve Peaks disciples. Jie Jie smiled strangely: " Do you need help?"

The disciples of the Twelve Peaks shook their bodies, squeezed out stiff smiles, and waved their hands in unison, "No, no, we'll leave right away."

"Want to leave?" Ning Ning grabbed Mo Beihan and blocked him in front of the door. He looked at the disciples of the Twelve Peaks like a lamb to the slaughter and waved to them, "Come here!"

Looking at Mo Beihan, who looked like a door god, the Twelve Peaks disciples lined up in a row with their heads hanging down, and with blood dripping from their hearts, they took out the spiritual stones, magic weapons, talismans, etc. from their storage bags and put them all into Ning Ning. In the bag in front of me.

After a while, the bag was filled to the brim.

Ning Ning weighed it a few times and narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slyly, "Junior brother, come here." After Shaojiu came over, she stood up on tiptoes and put her hands on his shoulders, pointing at the bag, "Junior brother, look, that's what Senior Sister gave me. You earned the compensation.”

Shaojiu ignored the disciple of the Twelve Peaks whose face turned black as carbon, and said softly, "Hmm", looking at Ning Ning who was seeking justice for him with tired eyes. Time passed, but she still had the same temperament.

After taking a look at Qiu Wanluo and Mo Beihan, who had slightly pale expressions, the Twelve Peaks disciples only dared to break their teeth and swallow them, leaving Wuxia Peak in despair.

The clear fragrance of tea penetrated every part of the hall, and the depression that hit Mu Wan's chest quietly dissipated.

The Twelve Peaks have been kicking their noses and faces for more than a day or two. The master and Mo Beihan gave in at every turn regardless of the friendship between the same disciples, which encouraged the rampant arrogance of the Twelve Peaks.

Otherwise, would Twelve Peaks have the guts to bully you?

After glancing at the dull Mo Beihan, Mu Wan walked towards Ning Ning who was rummaging through the bag, took a few glances, and sighed: "Tsk, have the Twelve Peaks gone downhill? There is nothing to see."

Mo Beihan stood silently behind Mu Wan, his eyes full of helplessness.

Smelling a hint of gossip, Ning Ning scratched her ears and cheeks like a melon in a melon field, wanting to eat melons. She poked Mu Wan's slender waist, "Third senior sister, are you and senior brother...in a relationship?"

"No." Mu Wan pursed her lips and said pointedly: "Xiao Ning, people's hearts are separated from each other, so don't give up your sincerity easily."

"Wan Wan, I don't have it." Mo Beihan gently tugged on Mu Wan's sleeve, full of grievances and nowhere to express them.

"No, Senior Brother, you do." Ning Ning brushed his hand away, stood in front of Mu Wan, and winked at him secretly, "Third Senior Sister is gentle and demure, how can she let out her anger for no reason? Senior Brother, please be lenient if you confess. Resist strictness.”

Mo Beihan hesitated again and again, "It's...Yu Zhiyu."

Hearing this, Ning Ning took a deep breath and beat Mo Beihan's chest furiously, "Elder brother, you are stupid! Yu Zhiyu has been coveting you for a day or two, so why did you throw yourself into the trap?"

Mo Beihan punched out his internal injuries: "No..."

"What's not?" Ning Ning rubbed her red hands and snorted: "Yu Zhiyu didn't covet you? Or did you mean that you didn't throw yourself into a trap?"

Mo Beihan: "......"

"Senior Brother, Xiao Ning didn't tell you, you don't want to imitate the second senior brother who is blinded by lard."

Someone who was blinded by lard said: "..." Can he still enter this door?

Mo Beihan smiled bitterly and said: "Who says it's not the case? It happened that I came back from traveling and met the disciples of the Twelve Peaks who had returned from the secret realm. They were so far apart that they could spread ridiculous rumors." Ning Ning said seriously: "Elder brother, why don't you just obey Yu Zhiyu?"

In front of Mo Beihan, whose face suddenly changed, she threw out a long stack of scrolls, "Here, Yu Zhiyu's harem list includes the Twelve Peaks, Huo Ningfeng from Quxiao Peak, Qu Qiubai from Baichao Peak... ...who is not the favored son of heaven, and who is not captured by Yu Zhiyu?"

Ning Ning patted Mo Beihan on the shoulder, "Senior Brother, don't struggle in vain. In the end, won't you still... Oh, why did you hit me?" She covered her red forehead and glared angrily. Ink Bei Han.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Beihan frowned, "It's fine if others don't know, how could you not know..." Seeing Mu Wan's indifference, he drooped his eyebrows in frustration, "I have entered the path of ruthlessness, and I have no chance to be bound by the world of mortals. .”

Tsk tsk tsk, people still have a hard mouth after death.

Ning Ning rolled her eyes fiercely and abandoned Mo Beihan, who refused to tell the truth. When she caught Shaojiu, she gave him a lesson, "Junior brother, don't imitate your senior brother, otherwise you will be destined to have no wife."

"Well, Shaojiu doesn't want to learn." Shaojiu glanced sideways at the battered Mo Beihan. His naked contempt stimulated Mo Beihan's nerves. He looked away with black lines on his head, and the bitterness in his mouth became more and more intense.

Seeing that Shaojiu could cheat someone by giving him a candy, Ning Ning couldn't help but sigh, "Oops, Oops, the burden on your shoulders is heavy again."

"Senior sister?" Shaojiu's clear and bright eyes broke through Ningning's heart. She wiped away the unsightly blood stains on the corner of his mouth, secretly thinking that if she raised Shaojiu richly, then Yu Zhiyu's offensive might not be effective.

Thinking of this, she was so generous that she stuffed Yan Wumei's storage bag into Shaojiu's hand, patted it and said, "Junior brother, I'll give it all to you."

Shaojiu lowered his eyes and whispered: "Thank you, senior sister."

Just as she was about to gradually seduce Ning Ning, who taught Shaojiu to focus on cultivation, when she saw someone who was blinded by lard step into the hall, her eyes set off a huge wave of shock.

"Master." Ning Ning rushed towards Qiu Wanluo, hugged his thigh and howled, "Second senior brother... Second senior brother, he abandoned Xiao Ning and ignored him... Wow..."

Before he finished speaking, the Tianji Mirror broke free from the zipper of the storage bag, floated up two steps and dropped three steps, floating firmly in the air. The scene of Ning Ning being dragged miserably appeared intermittently.

Hua Weilan's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously looked at Qiu Wanluo.

"Damn it, Xiao Ning is in danger, and you still have the leisure to chat with others. Are you really blinded by lard?" Qiu Wan Luo's face was livid, and he stabbed Hua Weilan's heart with every sentence, "The disciples of the Twelve Peaks are actually Well done to you for rescuing everyone alive."

Hua Weilan knelt down and walked a few steps toward Qiu Wanluo, "Master, Xiao Ning is in danger, how dare Wei Lan not save Xiao Ning? It was Xiao Ning who took the initiative to give up the golden talisman..."

"Wow, Second Senior Brother, please tell me with your conscience, who told you...Xiao Ning took the initiative to give up the golden talisman?" Ning Ning squeezed out crocodile tears and pulled Qiu Wanluo's sleeves to blow her nose.

"Yes...it's Zhiyu." Hua Weilan hesitated again and again, and finally said it.

Hearing this name again, Qiu Wanluo wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows, why is Yu Zhiyu everywhere?
Ning Ning's lips trembled slightly as if she had been hit hard, and she said with a strong nasal voice: "Second senior brother, Xiao Ning doesn't have a golden talisman! Seeing the twelve peaks escape from danger one by one, Xiao Ning is like a trapped animal fighting. He is dragged away by the devil's energy. When she was dragged away, Xiao Ning was so desperate that she thought she would never come back."

Mu Wan hugged Ning Ning, whose delicate body was trembling slightly. A cold chill spread in her eyes, and she glared at the stunned Hua Weilan.

The Tianji Mirror fell into Shaojiu's palm with a "clack" sound, and a ray of divine power was quietly injected into Jing Bing. The golden light of the Tianji Mirror flashed for a moment, as if greeting Shaojiu.

(End of this chapter)