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

Chapter 53: Twelve Swords, well done

"Mo Bai?" Ning Ning broke through the eye of the hurricane, flew to catch the falling Mo Bai, retreated to the corner, and looked at the room warily.

"Tweet, tweet. [My mother! I'm so tired of talking. Little Ningning, I can finally talk to you... No, don't throw me! Hey, my old waist is broken, broken. Little Ningning, don't throw me!" Ning Ning, how are you going to pay for your nest? Ugh, cry to death!!]"

Mo Bai was lying on the ground with his little eyes filled with water, staring straight at Ning Ning, as if she was a heartless person.

Ning Ning clung to the wall, looking at the talkative and playful Mo Bai. She wiped her face in distress, squatted down and poked Mo Bai's soft belly.

"Mo Bai, are you a tiger? The demon servant contract is not a good thing."

Mo Bai retreated steadily with one finger of Zen, and he quickly hugged Ning Ning's finger and licked it, "Tweet, Tweet, Tweet. [Xiao Ningning, don't be angry, Wo knows what the demon servant contract means, and Wo is willing to do so. of.】"

"Ji! [Uh-huh, I have to confess!]"

There was a knock on the door.

Mo Bai pushed away the hand holding his mouth, his little paws frantically clawing at the door.

"Hmph." Ning Ning let go of her hand and hit Mo Bai's head hard, stood up, straightened her back, and opened the door, "Senior sister, why are you looking so sad?"

Mu Wan: "Xiao Ning, Master has summoned all the disciples to attend the ceremony for Junior Sister Yu to succeed the elder."

"Okay!"

Just when he was worried about how to persuade Ning Ning, when he heard the simple and straightforward agreement, Mu Wan's legs immediately softened and he barely held the door open to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Xiao Ning, you... want to go?"

"Senior Sister Yu, of course Xiao Ning will go at such an important moment. Maybe she will realize something and her cultivation will skyrocket?" Ning Ning narrowed her eyes in a sly smile, took Mu Wan's arm, and walked out step by step, waving her little hand. The door suddenly closed.

A white shadow came out, and Ning Ning put her hand back into her sleeve without looking back, "Chirp, chirp, chirp." [Little Ningning, are you ready to kill everyone? Wo Tie will stand by your side and kill those bad guys. hey-hey.】"

"Xiao Ning, what's going on?" Mu Wan looked around and saw no one, and said with a strange expression.

Ning Ning rubbed the restless Mo Bai and said with a smile: "No, senior sister heard wrong. It's not good to waste time. Senior sister, let's go quickly!"

Succession ceremony.

Yu Zhiyu, who was wearing a complicated elder's robe, lifted up the scarlet gauze and searched for someone in the bustling crowd.

[Host, the feeling of lightning strikes is unpleasant. I hope you will not do it again. 】

Yu Zhiyu frowned and clenched the gauze tightly, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "I'm the one being punished, and I'm not even afraid. What are you afraid of? Or will the progress of the mission affect you? Or is your consciousness being affected by it? If you are annihilated, you will cease to exist, right? In this case, your life will be in my hands?"

In a game, Yu Zhiyu had the upper hand.

"Host, I hope you won't make the wrong decision."

The mechanical sound stopped coming. Yu Zhiyu spread her hands, looked at the crescent mark left on her palm, and opened her mouth sarcastically: "Yeah, do I still have a choice?"

The crimson gauze gradually closed.

Next to the red pillar, Ning Ning calmly poked her head out and looked at the rippled gauze, full of suspicion.

No, is she the only one who can hear that sound?
Do you want to capture the horse like this?

"Senior sister, I have a bad feeling. Otherwise... let's withdraw first..."

"The succession ceremony begins."

The sunlight was intercepted by the eaves. In front of the slightly dim palace door, Yu Zhiyu was dressed in complicated and loose Chinese clothes. Her hands and feet were tied up, which made her look weak and careless.

The favor of some people is nothing more than that.

Although there was a tit-for-tat confrontation not long ago, Ning Ning felt inexplicably uncomfortable looking at Yu Zhiyu walking over with all the burdens on her body.

The next second, Yu Zhiyu's eyes came over, and the two of them looked at each other through the crowds of people, their expressions full of incomprehensible expressions.Yu Zhiyu looked away indifferently, raised her hands to the sky, and chanted loudly: "Disciple Yu Zhiyu, here to ask about the destiny of heaven..."

After reading a long series of eulogies, Ning Ning's eyelids started to tremble. It was annoying. Every time she listened to the eulogies, she felt like it was a lullaby.

However, it’s really hypnotic!
Ning Ning leaned on Mu Wan's shoulder, yawned, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, I can't bear it anymore, help me block it, ha... I'll take a nap."

Mu Wan quickly straightened her back and opened her red lips slightly: "Okay, senior sister will stand guard for you."

[Host, the opportunity has come, hurry up and crush her. 】

Oh haha!Being targeted.

Isn't Yu Zhiyu the heroine of "Immortal Love Is Hard to Find"?Even if she steals several opportunities, she won't be crushed, right?
Is it necessary for the person manipulating Yu Zhiyu behind the scenes to keep an eye on her every move?
Or is it that the mastermind behind the scenes has a blood feud with her?
But she doesn't recognize this voice!Could it be wishful thinking...

"Junior sister Ning." Yu Zhiyu covered her mouth and smiled unnaturally. The upper half of her face showed a hint of impatience, and then said: "I'm so busy that I can't call me junior sister Ning, or nephew Ning..."

"and many more."

Ning Ning's resonant voice successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Yu Zhiyu was obedient and had to shut up. Perhaps she was confused about her actions and kept staring at her.

Ning Ning pushed Mu Wan aside, stepped forward, pulled off the jade talisman from Yu Zhiyu's waist, and looked at the sun, "Senior Sister Yu, just because you are acting as an elder, do you forget your true identity? I haven’t become a disciple of my ancestor yet! Where can I get rid of the grindstone and kill the donkey?”

"Ning Ning, who allowed you to say something rude?" Yu Zhiyu whipped out the long whip with floating lightning, and swung it hard to the open space beside Ning Ning. The splash of lightning burned the corners of her skirt.

It was crackling, like a village setting off firecrackers during the New Year, giving it a different kind of joy.

Lightning flashed from the tips of Yu Zhiyu's hair, and the hand holding the whip twitched unnaturally, and the burning smell hit Ning Ning's face.

Hold the grass.

Ning Ning was shocked!
[Host, this is just a small punishment but a big warning. 】

Yu Zhiyu barely maintained the illusion of calmness. Ever since she was entangled in the so-called system, her past had been frozen. There was nothing she could do except obey the system's instructions.

I thought I could forget the past, I thought I could be ruthless, I thought I could regain my freedom... As a result, I made one wrong step and ended up losing everything.

"Chirp, chirp. [Xiao Ningning, that woman has an unusual power, do you want me to help you!]"

"Can you help?" Ning Ning held the heavy Mo Baihan in her hands and squeezed out two words indistinctly.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp. [Of course you can! Although I'm not skilled, but... I can handle it at the level of a sprinkle of water!]"

Snapped.

A long whip came.

Ning Ning hugged her head and ran away. In desperation, the twelve swords thrown out pierced Yu Zhiyu's heart.

"puff."

A blood arrow spurted out, and Yu Zhiyu stared at the sword in front of her chest in astonishment. She fell to the ground in a daze, and the pearl hairpin on her head was scattered on the ground.

"Chiyu!"

Yan Wumei rushed up in a panic, pulled out Sword Twelve neatly, and threw it on the ground. The unstoppable wound was like a flooded river, trickling continuously.

Mu Wan was the first to react and stood in front of Ning Ning, followed closely by Mo Beihan.

Ning Ning was so stiff that she opened the corner of her mouth, "Haha, I said I didn't mean it. Master... do you believe it?" She silently gave a thumbs up in her heart.

Twelve of Swords, great job!
(End of this chapter)