After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 87 Naming
"Yes..." Pei Yuan heard Jiang Zhanyue's words and nodded without refuting.

Stealing the soul of the supreme evil traitor, not to mention how tough one must be to do it.

That was something that was difficult to tolerate in the right way. Although neither he nor Jiang Zhanyue stopped it, it was because the situation was urgent and there was no way to stop it.

If the two of them get involved and help Wei Shengxian do this, once the Zhenxie City incident is over and the senior officials of the major sects notice that the sealed soul of the supreme evil traitor has been stolen, there will definitely be another bloody storm.

The two escaped from the ground before it collapsed. When they stood still and looked back, the entrance had been completely buried by the collapsed ground.

"If he wants to escape, there will be no way out of this hole..." Pei Yuan murmured after seeing this scene.

Jiang Zhanyue's eyes also reflected the scene of the city lord's palace completely collapsing. It was so powerful that it attracted the attention of more than half of the monks and evil sycophants in the city.

From the collapsed waste, no figure similar to Wei Shengxian could be seen.

I dare not say that Wei Shengxian will die if he stays down there, but I am afraid there is a half chance that he will not be able to escape.

But if Wei Shengxian died, she would just sigh. The real trouble would be if she couldn't find anyone who could leave Zhenxie City for her and go to the Kunlun Sect to deliver the message.

Therefore, he cannot die.

Jiang Zhanyue subconsciously tightened her fists, her fingertips piercing her palm. Her left hand, which had been cut deeply by the sword, was bleeding. The pain caused by the restraint on her right hand covered the pain of the wound. The double pain was extremely unbearable. , but at this time she seemed not to notice it.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, take some healing elixir -" Pei Yuan on the side couldn't bear to see it. He called out to Jiang Zhanyue, but when he didn't get a response, he poured out the elixir and placed it in front of Jiang Zhanyue's face.

Pei Yuan's hand almost touched his face, and Jiang Zhanyue recovered her thoughts and looked at the elixir in his hand.

Pei Yuan had always been generous with her money. The few medical books she had read in the past had no appreciation for the quality of elixirs. Reading three hundred medical books from Yijing had somewhat cultivated her taste.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhanyue didn't refuse. She still had a lot to do. She didn't have time to heal her wounds, so she wouldn't refuse if there were good elixirs to help her wounds heal.

Her hands were hurting at the moment, so she didn't reach out to get the elixir. She leaned over and took the elixir directly from Pei Yuan's hand.

Pei Yuan didn't expect her to make such a move, and her ears instantly turned red.

Although he has always been eloquent, he is still young and has not had much contact with female nuns. Naturally, he is not used to such intimate behavior.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, should you bandage the wound on your hand? Since you are a disciple of Immortal Yijing, you should know a lot about wound treatment..." When Pei Yuan spoke, there was a rare unsmoothness. He felt that I was talking nonsense.

But Jiang Zhanyue's expression remained as usual, her tone did not change, and she abruptly dispelled the awkward atmosphere.

"I am not a disciple of Yijing, nor am I a medical cultivator. The other disciples of Yujing Mountain have misunderstood. You should know that I am just a sword cultivator." Jiang Zhanyue said.

She was not throwing cold water on Pei Yuan, but now that she finally had the sword, she couldn't help but want to mention it.

In the past, when she said she was a swordsman, no matter whether the listeners laughed at or refuted her, most of them were disdainful or questioning in their hearts.

Especially after the Fushu Sword was stolen, she never had a sword in her hand, making her even less of a swordsman.

"My natal sword, why don't I call you..." Jiang Zhanyue had just rejected Pei Yuan's suggestion to bandage the wound, and now she picked up the sword with her right hand that was in severe pain due to the restriction.

She stared at the sword in her hand, and was about to give this nameless sword that was all white and powerful.

Pei Yuan wanted to complain about her in her heart. She was not worried about her junior brother who was buried in the pile of rocks, nor was she worried about her own wounds. She was still staring at her sword in that mood.

But he was also a little curious about the name Jiang Zhanyue was going to give.What kind of name would such a strange sword that seemed to have some inexplicable fate with Jiang Zhanyue be given by her, the sword master?

"You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow——"

Pei Yuan: "Xueman?"

Jiang Zhanyue: "From now on, you will be Taibai Sword."

Pei Yuan:?
Are the poems recited in vain?
Before Pei Yuan could question Jiang Zhanyue's naming skills again, someone came with a sword from a distance.

Not one person, but a large group of people.

"Were you attracted by the news of the collapse of the city lord's palace?" Pei Yuan ignored Jiang Zhanyue and became wary.

Nowadays, the people in the city who look like people may not necessarily be human monks. If they are attracted to human monks, it is better to say, but if they are evil sycophants, it is hard to say whether they can escape.

"It's Shen Zhongtian. Isn't his white hair not conspicuous enough?" Jiang Zhanyue could spot the leader of the Taiyi Sect among the group of people with just one glance.

It's just that Shen Zhongtian came with so many people, it's hard to say whether the group behind him were human monks or evil sycophants.

She and he had agreed that when night fell, he would answer her proposal with a light.

It was night now, but he did not answer with a lamp, nor did he come alone, but he brought so many monks with him.

"Shen Zhongtian? That unlucky guy from the Taiyi Sect who hasn't broken through the golden elixir in 300 years?" Pei Yuan heard this and was about to feel relieved when Jiang Zhanyue grabbed his sleeve and ran toward the city gate.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I will run by myself. Don't use force with your hands!" While Pei Yuan was being pulled away, he saw that his sleeves were stained red by the blood in Jiang Zhanyue's hands, and he was frightened.

His healing elixirs should have stopped the bleeding and the wounds should have healed visibly. Unfortunately, the effect on Jiang Zhanyue was not that good.

"If Shen Zhongtian catches up with us, tell him that we are in a hurry to rescue Fang Xuan." Jiang Zhanyue's physical condition did not allow her to run too fast. She was afraid that she would not be able to escape, so she told Pei Yuan in advance how many sentence.

"Fang Xuan has made many enemies in the sect. This time, some of the other disciples of the Kunlun Sect want to take the opportunity to kill him."

"Really?" Pei Yuan couldn't keep up with Jiang Zhanyue's thoughts.

We just mentioned that Shen Zhongtian from the Taiyi Sect is among the people coming. Does a human monk like him need to run away so desperately?
As for the statement that Fang Xuan made many enemies, Jiang Zhanyue made it up on the fly.It's not like Pei Yuan has never met Fang Xuan, so he naturally knows that Fang Xuan is good at dancing and will never make enemies easily.

"If he doesn't believe it, if he continues to ask -"

"Do you want to fight?" Pei Yuan asked.

"No fight. I insist on looking for Fang Xuan on the grounds that I am worried about Fang Xuan. Shen Zhongtian will offer to go with us and help us search. I will accept it when the time comes."

"But once the situation becomes like this, no matter what we do next, it will be under the nose of the evil leader. We can only watch..." Jiang Zhanyue paused and continued, "You are in an illusion. I have honed my acting skills.”

Pei Yuan: "..." It felt like she wasn't saying anything nice.

　I'm really sleepy today, so I'll update it first and make up for it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)