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

Chapter 7: Master, behind the throne, who is afraid of whom?
"Senior sister, are you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of? Just because of your love for saving me, you will be the one I will protect from now on. Besides, you are not the only one with demon blood."

In the bamboo house, Ning Ning hugged her neck with her hands and shivered. She was so embarrassed. She obviously wanted to comfort her junior brother, but she almost betrayed her fifth senior brother with her words.

If Fifth Senior Brother finds out, she will have to shed her skin even if she doesn't die, right?

"Knock knock knock."

"Who is it?" Ning Ning rubbed her face frantically, trying to create the illusion that she had just woken up. She slowly opened a crack in the door and muttered, "Senior Brother Yan? It's getting late, what's the matter?"

Yan Wumei violently kicked the door open and glanced sideways at Ning Ning, who was unable to stand up as she bumped into the edge of the table. With a wave of his hand, several male disciples rushed into the room with great fanfare and rummaged around. He said in a cold voice: "There's something going on in the forbidden area. I've been ordered to investigate." ." He laughed a few times and then said: "And you are the most suspicious of the twelve peaks at night..."

"Yan Wumei, when I call you senior brother, do you really think you are a green onion?" Ning Ning showed her cards and stopped pretending, "I used chicken feathers as arrows. I don't know how many pounds or taels there are."

"Okay, didn't you say you were ordered to investigate? If nothing can be found, based on your gangster behavior, I will accept this justice." Ning Ning rubbed her painful waist and said loudly.

"Senior brother, no." Yan Wumei glared at the disciples of the Twelve Peaks who had gained nothing with a sullen face, and said bitterly: "Ning Ning, even if you burn the evidence to ashes, you can't escape the fact that you visited the Twelve Peaks at night. .”

"Oh?" Ning Ning slowly took out the bronze mirror and smiled wildly, "You have no evidence, but I have evidence." She broke through Yan Wumei's encirclement with a single step, and ran towards the Qingyu Palace.

"Master, you have to make the decision for Xiao Ning!" Ning Ning cried out and threw herself at the sitting Patriarch Cangming, her tears and nose smearing on his robe.

Qiu Wanluo scolded softly, "Xiao Ning, don't be rude."

Ancestor Cangming raised his hand to stop him and looked at Ning Ning with kind eyes. If you look carefully, you will find that the coldness is hidden deep in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yan used public services for his own benefit and ruined Xiao Ning's bamboo house..."

"Master, when Junior Sister Ning was exploring the Twelve Peaks at night, something happened in the forbidden area. Wumei boldly searched Junior Sister Ning's bamboo house and asked Master for advice." Yan Wumei said so righteously that his heart almost touched Ning Ning's face. .

Ancestor Cangming secretly kneaded the secret to gather spirits, "Girl, let Master take a look." He put his fingertips on Ningning's wrist, and his hot and domineering spiritual power traveled through her spiritual veins, exploring the sea of ​​​​consciousness in her Dantian. Seeing no movement, he slowly retracted his hand.

He combed his long, smooth beard and shook his head, "It's a pity that the Tianling root was cut off."

"Girl, why are you exploring the Twelve Peaks at night?"

Ning Ning's face turned slightly pale, and she rubbed her neck and said, "I visited the Twelve Peaks at night, just to find a place."

"Oh?" Ancestor Cangming leaned forward slightly, with a playful look in his eyes.

Qiu Wanluo suddenly opened her eyes, filled with light, and her hands hanging in her wide sleeves quietly condensed the blue flames, watching Cangming's every move.

"Master, it's not Xiao Ning who is looking for trouble. This is really a helpless move." Ning Ning suppressed her eyes, "Master, you don't know that he..."

"Ancestor, we caught the suspicious person."

Shaojiu, who was wearing a white lining, was tied up with five-flowered flowers and brought to the palace. His clear, deer-like ink eyes were calm and calm, and he looked like a gentle and harmless young man. The rough ropes had traces of blood, which were particularly eye-catching.

Ning Ning hurriedly protected him, "Master, this little junior brother is Master's new disciple. He has just entered the period of Qi training, and he cannot bear to be treated like this by his senior brother from the Discipline Hall."

Ancestor Cangming waved his hand lightly, brushing Ning Ning away who was in the way, and said sternly: "Raise your head."

Hearing this, Shaojiu, who slightly closed his dark eyes, slowly raised his head and accepted Cangming's inspection calmly.With just one glance, the fear in his bones overwhelmed his reason. Like a frightened bird, Cangming rushed in front of Shaojiu, pressed his fingers against his altar, and brutally swept through every part of his consciousness, seeing that his consciousness was about to collapse. , Cangming stopped his hand reluctantly, looked at the pale Shaojiu with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not him, it's fine if it's not him.

Shaojiu could not withstand the pain of being forcibly searched for her consciousness, her vision turned black, her knees weakened, and she threw herself towards the ground.

Ning Ning caught Shaojiu with a flying swoop and patted his warm cheek, "Little junior brother, little junior brother." Seeing that he was so angry, Ning Ning was afraid... afraid that his identity as a demon would be discovered by Cangming, and even more Afraid that he would not be able to protect himself, "Master, junior brother, he..."

Qiu Wanluo turned sideways to block Cangming's prying eyes, and kept injecting spiritual power into Shaojiu, but his body was like a bottomless pit that could not be filled, or the filling was slowly passing away.

"My ancestor's move has cut off his path to immortality. I beg my ancestor to spare him."

As soon as these words came out, all four were shocked.

Ning Ning's heart pounded, she hugged Shaojiu tightly in her arms, and said angrily: "Master, what did my junior brother commit? To make Master do such a heavy trick?"

Ancestor Cangming looked at Ning Ning guiltily, but when he saw the familiar face in her arms, all guilt was thrown away, "I definitely didn't mean it."

Suddenly, Shaojiu couldn't stop coughing, and blood flowed from the fingers he covered, staining their clothes red, "Sister, Master, he... must not have meant it."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Junior brother, junior brother." Ning Ning's shrill shout resounded throughout the Qingyu Hall, and many people turned sideways in emotion. She suddenly took out the bronze mirror and activated it.

The sentimental scenes were projected onto the wall, and the sounds of delicate and rough breathing filled the Qingyu Hall.

Yan Wumei got up in rage and rushed towards Ning Ning, wishing he could strangle her to death with his own hands. Damn it, he should have killed her directly if he had known.

The unsightly scene was cut off by Cangming. Seeing the bronze mirror staggering towards Ning Ning, he grasped it with five fingers and sucked it away. After looking at it for a few times, he mistakenly thought that the bronze mirror was a low-end version of the Tianji Mirror—— Baboon Mirror, the next second, the surface of the bronze mirror was cracked.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Cangming clenched his fist and coughed, then handed it back to Ning Ning, "Girl, this mirror is called the Baboon Mirror, but... it's been in disrepair for a long time. I don't think it will be used for many times. I allow you to go to the Tibetan Artifact Pavilion to pick out the magic weapon you have, but... good?"

Ning Ning, who was in tears, nodded without any ink, "Xiao Ning, thank you, Master."

Ancestor Cangming, whose trip was in vain, led everyone to leave Wuxia Peak. She, Shaojiu and Qiu Wanluo were the only ones left in Qingyu Hall.

Qiu Wanluo whipped Shaojiu away angrily and hummed, "How long do you want to lie down?"

Shao Jiu, who had risen into the air, turned around and landed on the ground, standing still. He didn't look as weak as before, looking coldly at the autumn sunset.

Ning Ning, who smelled the smell of gunpowder, quickly separated the two of them, "Master, little junior brother, Wuxia Peak cannot withstand what you have created."

Qiu Wan dusted off the dusty clothes and waved to Ning Ning, "Xiao Ning, come here." Although the Nether Pearl was sealed in Ning Ning's body by him, he found that the Nether Pearl still had restrictions, and Cangming's weird behavior just now frightened him. If it triggers the restriction, I'm afraid it will endanger Xiao Ning's life.

"Master, what should I do with my junior brother?" Ning Ning blinked her almond-shaped eyes and shook his arm: "Master, help my junior brother!"

(End of this chapter)