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

Chapter 5: Cut off the obsession and seize the opportunity

The reproachful eyes pierced into Hua Weilan's body, blood dripping from his body, and his heart was gripped by guilt, which made him breathless in pain.

"Master, I...I don't know..." Hua Weilan gritted her teeth in embarrassment. He understood that whatever he said now was just excuses.

He lowered his proud head, knelt on his heels helplessly like a lost child, and said softly: "Master, it's useless..."

Qiu Wanluo caressed Hua Weilan's eyebrows, suppressed the reluctance in her eyes, and said decisively: "Hua Weilan, from now on, you...are no longer a disciple of Wuxia Peak."

Emotions of astonishment, fear, and sadness flashed through Hua Weilan's eyes. He held Qiu Wanluo Weilian's wrist tightly. He never thought... that one day, the master would not want him.

"Master, Weilan is wrong, don't...don't chase Weilan away."

"Weilan, you don't belong to Wuxia Peak. It's Master who makes it difficult for you." Qiu Wanluo sadly stroked the top of Hua Weilan's dark hair, "Weilan, there is no banquet in the world, you and I will meet again eventually. of."

"Master..." Pearl-like tears fell from the corners of Hua Weilan's eyes. She looked humble like a little fox wagging its tail and begging for mercy, feeling indescribably sad.

Seeing that Qiu Wanluo was determined to expel Hua Weilan from the school, Ning Ning was so frightened that her heart trembled. She quietly moved towards Qiu Wanluo and tugged on his sleeves embroidered with cloud patterns: "Master, how about... …Don’t expel the second senior brother out of the school?”

"Oh?" Qiu Wanluo moved her wrist slightly, and the hand that was tightly attached to his skin suddenly tightened. He raised his eyebrows and saw through Ning Ning's little thoughts, but did not say anything, "Be good, don't make trouble, Master will take my place." You take it out."

"Master." Ning Ning apologized and shook Qiu Wanluo's hand, "Stop teasing Xiao Ning."

The hem of her skirt was slightly pulled down. Ning Ning lowered her gaze and saw the prayer in Hua Weilan's eyes. Her throat became clogged and she looked at Qiu Wanluo with a hint of prayer.

Qiu Wanluo sighed: "What do you think Xiao Ning wants?"

"Master, why don't you ground the second senior brother?" Ning Ning lowered her voice like a thief, "The second senior brother is sociable and well-mannered. The general affairs of Wuxia Peak cannot be separated from the second senior brother. Master, think about it, the second senior brother is gone. Who will take the lead?"

"Senior Brother? In less than half a month, Wuxia Peak will drink the northwest wind. Third Senior Sister? Master, let's see if we can pry out a spiritual stone. Fourth Senior Brother? You can't even see his ghost. Fifth Senior Brother? With his bad temper, I couldn't say three words, so I beat him up first. Not to mention me, I am too delicate and weak to bear the heavy burden. By the way, my junior brother has just started, Master won't let such a thin shoulder bear the heavy burden, right?"

Seeing Qiu Wanluo stroking her fingers thoughtfully, Ning Ning's anxious heart returned to her stomach, and she tapped her legs and shoulders flatteringly, "Master, think about it?"

Qiu Wanluo pretended to be deep, "..." The words he said were spilled, and it was difficult to recover them!

"Master, think about the Moro Cauldron."

Qiu Wanluo: "..." Actually, it's not that it can't be considered.

"Master, think about the forging funds of "Hongyu Sword"."

Qiu Wanluo touched the storage bag on her waist, where she placed the broken Hongyu Sword: "..." You can consider it.

"Master, think about the hardships of cultivating Huanyan grass."

In the autumn evening, my head is filled with questions: "..."

I saw Ning Ning's smile as bright as a flower, and what she said was frightening, "Master, how many days do you think Huanyancao can last under our hands?"

After thinking about it for a while, Qiu Wan lost face and gently helped Hua Weilan, who was kneeling on her knees. Without showing any posture, she dusted the dusty hem of her clothes and said, "Weilan, I have been grounded for these few days. Think about it. What's wrong?" Where is it?"

Hua Weilan's strange vertical eyes narrowed for a few times, then gradually returned to round pupils, and she raised her wet face slightly, "Weilan takes the order." After saying that, he turned around and left the Qingyu Hall.

Qiu Wanluo pinched her small nose and smiled fondly, "Are you satisfied?" She wrinkled the tip of her nose, broke away from the master's troublesome hand, and hugged the master happily, "Master, this is the best."

Ning Ning pinched her fingertips to hold back the surge of joy, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

Without Hua Weilan being Yu Zhiyu's licking dog, let's see how she rips off Yu Zhiyu's beauty skin in a fancy way.

Suddenly, Ning Ning felt a sting like a needle pricking her consciousness, and her rosy cheeks lost all color. She clenched her fists and said in her usual voice: "Master, Xiao Ning is a little tired. Let's go back to the bamboo house first."

"Go!" Qiu Wanluo raised her hand and patted Ning Ning's back. The moist spiritual energy like grass surrounded her body, relieving the unspeakable pain.Shaojiu silently clenched the hand that concentrated her divine power, looking at Qiu Wanluo with strange and changeable eyes.

Late at night.

In the Twelve Peaks, Ning Ning, who was wearing night clothes, easily sneaked into the Qiongyu Building where Yu Zhiyu lived under the cover of night. She poked through the paper window and looked in quietly.

Two figures came out from behind the curtain.

Under the flickering candlelight, Yu Zhiyu, with her shoulders half exposed, sat behind Yan Wumei, applying medicine to him with tears in her eyes, "Senior brother, Zhiyu..." The next second, Yu Zhiyu was dragged into Yan Wumei. In my arms, my rough hands wiped away the tears.

"Zhiyu, don't cry. Senior brother will be fine."

Yu Zhiyu made a soft "hmm" sound, leaned down slightly, and blew on the wound on Yan Wumei's collarbone. Yan Wumei's Adam's apple slid slightly, and his hands restlessly rubbed her waist.

"Senior brother." Ning Ning was struck by a gasp that was so charming that she covered her numb ears, took a few steps back, and stared blankly at the window showing the silhouette.

No!Is it so exciting?

Ning Ning blushed and carefully inserted the bronze mirror into the hole, recording the scene that made people blush and heartbeat.

With the irrefutable evidence in hand, if Hua Weilan's filter is not completely defeated, her poisoned ears will be blinded.

While Ning Ning was doing some mental construction, Shaojiu appeared quietly behind her, put his arm around her shoulders, covered her mouth with the other, and whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, it's me."

Ning Ning, whose heart skipped a beat, pushed his hand and hummed, "Uh huh. [Why are you here?]"

"Shh, senior sister, don't yell, it won't be good if others find out."

"Who's outside?"

"Who's there?"

Feeling threatened from both sides, Ning Ning took out the bronze mirror with trembling hands. Not sure whether the lock was too tight or the quality of the window was not up to standard, she forcefully tore off the entire window.

The four looked at each other.

This scene can be called an epic social death scene.

Yu Zhiyu was so confused that she hid in Yan Wumei's arms.

Ning Ning tightly covered her face with the black scarf and dragged Shaojiu, who was confused, out.

ah!Why is she carrying it like this?
"Senior sister, actually..." Flying with a sword is actually faster than running wildly.

"Shh." Ning Ning said out of breath, "Stop talking and run."

It turns out she can't afford to be distracted.

The next second, she stepped on the air, dragged Shaojiu and rolled down the slope, flew into the air and fell into the hole of Heisuo.

Although soft and thick dead leaves caught them, Ning Ning was still dizzy from the fall and did not see the dim blood-red beads on the round platform not far away, rushing against the seal like crazy.

Shaojiu was slightly confused.

The Netherworld Bead that he had been looking for for nearly ten thousand years was actually sealed in Qiyao Sect. His dark eyes were filled with blood, and he stared at the round platform with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)