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

Chapter 50: The settlement is not clear

bang.

The mountain wall was split into deep cracks by the sword energy, and gravel continued to fall, blocking the entrance to the illusion.

Ning Ning hugged the restless Jian Twelve tightly and patted her chest with lingering fear. Well, she almost confessed here.

"Sister."

"Xiao Ning."

"Junior Sister Ning."

"Senior Sister Ning."

Yujue gave off a faint light, and Puguang's voice came out, "Girl, someone is calling you."

Ning Ning hurriedly covered Yujue and said, "Ancestor, hush, don't talk. If you reveal your secrets, it will be difficult for me to explain."

"Okay, the old man understands."

Yujue returned to its primitive and dull appearance.

Ning Ning tightened her grip on Sword Twelve, dusted off the dirt on her body, and laughed a few times while her eyes wandered.The next second, she was embedded in Mu Wan's arms, and a trembling voice sounded in her ears, "Xiao Ning, senior sister is not good, senior sister did not protect Xiao Ning."

God knows, Qu Qiubai's revelation of Ning Ning's life and death was like a bolt from the blue. Mu Wan didn't believe anything he said until Qu Qiubai took out the blood-stained storage bag.

Even if she hugged Ning Ning tightly, Mu Wan couldn't help but feel scared, her delicate body trembled involuntarily, and her teeth began to chatter.

Ning Ning hugged the trembling Mu Wan tightly, and patted Mu Wan rhythmically on the back with the hand that was not holding Jian Twelve, and coaxed her warmly: "Senior sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Xiao Ning has three heads and six arms, how can he Didn't you just escape from the hands of Lord Yama just now if you were a dog with ease?"

Mu Wan, who had just been smoothed, looked murderously at Yan Wumei, who had lowered his black hands, and said coldly: "Mo Beihan, if you don't deal with him, I will deal with you."

Mo Beihan was agitated, and his hand slashed Yan Wumei's thigh artery gently or hard, and the blood column spurted out, creating a rainbow stained with blood.

Ning Ning: “…”

Mu Wan: "..." Are you stupid?Don't you know how to make it more subtle?

Shaojiu: "..." Nothing could distract his gaze, but... the senior sister ignored him at all, whimpering, and the dog cried.

Qu Qiubai: "..." Senior Brother Mo... is pretty good.

Wu Xi's face was full of shame, his eyes were like a lake, and he staggered towards Ning Ning, "Senior Sister Ning." He was so choked that he couldn't speak. With trembling hands, he held Ning Ning's sleeves, "Xiao Xi... Xiao Xi has hurt Senior Sister Ning. It's Xiao Xi's fault, senior sister, just beat me and scold me!"

Ning Ning pinched his fleshy cheeks, raised her eyebrows softly and wearily, poked Wu Xi, who had his eyes closed, and said with a smile: "Little Wu Xi, senior sister, you are determined to die to get the spiritual plant, you are so unwilling Take care of your body?”

"No, I...I..." Wu Xi was at a loss to explain, his tongue seemed to be tied up in a knot, and he couldn't speak.

"Okay, I'm just teasing you." Ning Ning rubbed Wu Xi's head like a raccoon slave, paused with her hands, and turned her head in horror.

Looking at the blocked entrance to the illusion, waves of dizziness came over her. Ning Ning staggered a few steps, grabbed Wu Xi's hand, and asked: "Little Wu Xi, have you seen Mo Bai?"

"Mo Bai?"

Seeing Wu Xi's clear eyes turned into mosquito repellent, she touched his cheek. Ning Ning fell into Mu Wan's arms in despair, muttering: "Senior sister, can I still enter the illusion?"

"Uh." Mu Wan said uncertainly, "You can't, right? Xiao Ning, what happened to you in the illusion?"

"Well." Ning Ning stood up suddenly, inserted Sword Twelve into the ground, put her hands together, and gestured, "Mo Bai, it fell inside, a super cute little beast. Senior sister, what should I do?"

Before she finished speaking, a snow-white figure jumped onto Ning Ning's palm. She hugged her fingers and rubbed her head with nostalgia, "Chirp, chirp." "Mo Bai!"

Ning Ning's eyes were so dim that they suddenly brightened like stars. She held the inky white thing that popped out of nowhere and looked at it over and over, "You little guy, you are so smart! You even know how to run out to find me."

"Sister, hide it."

The thin and tall figure stood in front of Ning Ning, her thin lips pursed tightly, and she stared at Yu Zhiyu who was surrounded by her with vigilance.

"Junior sister Ning, you have gained a lot!"

Yu Zhiyu, who was wearing a luxurious elder's robe, smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, trying not to show off too obviously.

Seeing that Ning Ning didn't move, Yu Zhiyu had thousands of words stuck in her throat, her cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red, and she snorted: "Junior Sister Ning, I'm afraid she doesn't know, but I have been appointed as an elder. When we meet in the future, Junior Sister Ning can You must perform discipleship rituals."

"Oh!" Ning Ning hurriedly hid Mo Bai and responded carelessly.

Yu Zhiyu's face twisted for a moment, she put on a considerate mask, stepped forward, and reached for Sword Twelve.

"Senior Sister Yu, what are you doing?" Ning Ning quickly grasped Sword Twelve with quick eyes and took a few steps back. She frowned and looked at Yu Zhiyu who had failed, "Senior Sister Yu succeeded to the position of elder, why didn't you ask for it yourself? Senior Sister Yu wants Ning Ning's spiritual sword, but she is too impatient."

Yu Zhiyu's face was slightly stiff, and she slowly put her hands into her sleeves. The hands hidden in the sleeves were scratched to pieces, and she managed to maintain a smile on her face, "Junior sister Ning, you are joking, I am just..."

Ning Ning looked at Yu Zhiyu suspiciously and asked the question that had been bothering her for a long time: "Senior Sister Yu, when did you change beyond recognition? You were not like this before..."

It seems that the collapsing heaven is tampering wantonly, and I can only helplessly embark on the established path.

Gee, it feels so uncomfortable to be manipulated.

Yu Zhiyu was in a trance for a moment, then she touched her temples as if to cover up, "Junior sister Ning, no one... is just like you." [Host, please don't be cowardly. If you don't complete the task, you will be struck by lightning...]

Putting aside the ambiguous words, Yu Zhiyu turned away with a slight frown, leaving Ning Ning spinning around in confusion.

What is that mechanical male voice?What is the host?If you didn’t complete the task, why did you suffer a lightning strike?

Yu Zhiyu, how many secrets do you have?
Xu Ningning's gaze was intense, and Mu Wan noticed something strange about her. Looking along the line of sight, Yu Zhiyu's bleak figure came into view.

Mu Wan sighed deeply.

In the past, Yu Zhiyu was as clean and pure as a deer in the forest. She called her senior sister in a soft voice. She liked to pester her to make food. She would occasionally quarrel with Xiao Ning, but they would make up after a while.

Mu Wan: "Alas!"

"Senior sister, I..." Shaojiu secretly poked and held Ning Ning's little finger, and gently rubbed it a few times, as if she was suffering from skin hunger and thirst. She wanted to be close to Ning Ning all the time, and she couldn't express the words she was hiding in her heart. desire.

Ning Ning's eyes moved down, and she was glued to the slender hand holding her little finger. Her eyes were slightly cold, without a word of explanation. Where did he get the face and dare to touch her?
"Junior brother, please respect yourself!"

Ning Ning opened Shao Jiu's hand and silently opened the distance between them. She nervously tightened her grip on Jian Twelve. Just as she was about to press for a result, Puguang's voice came to her ears, "Girl, who is he? Use your divine power to detect it." Your body is not afraid of..." Aren't you afraid of backlash?

"Shaojiu, don't push yourself too far." Ning Ning pointed his sword at Shaojiu angrily, his eyes stung with undisguised hatred, and he walked towards Ning Ning with a chuckle.

The tip of the sword pierced his chest, and his clothes were dyed red with blood. He seemed to be unconscious, staring straight at Ning Ning.

Ning Ning seemed to be burned by the desolate gaze. She turned her head away in embarrassment and wanted to pull out Sword Twelve.

Unexpectedly, Shaojiu was crazier than her. He held her wrist and stabbed it into her chest, "Don't be disgusted, I'm afraid... I can't control it."

(End of this chapter)