After I was reborn, I became a top player in the cultivation world

Xie Fan doesn't mind cutting off this hand directly.

Meng Jiujiu's reaction was faster, and she bypassed Gu Rufeng's wrist.

With a backlash, he clasped his hands behind his back and pushed his back knees hard, forcing him to kneel down.

"Do you want me to take you to see your master?"

Gu Rufeng was in pain, "Nineteen, let me go."

The scene was already chaotic enough, but at this moment, Shen Fuling jumped out of nowhere.

She rushed to Gu Rufeng's side distressedly, "Brother, why do you have to let this shrew!"

Meng Jiu found it funny. She deliberately twisted Gu Rufeng's face into a ferocious expression.

"Look clearly, is he asking me? Or can't he beat me?"

Shen Fuling's face was full of anger, and without saying a word, she drew her sword and attacked Meng Jiujiu.

Meng Shijiu held Gu Rufeng in front of him with one hand, and exchanged blows with Shen Fuling with the other.

Shen Fuling was extremely angry, and her swords were flying, but every move missed Gu Rufeng's vitals. It was extremely difficult to hit Gu Rufeng with a rat-proof weapon.

"If you have the guts, let my senior brother go!"

Meng Jiujiu softly said "Oh" and pushed Gu Rufeng out with all his strength, straight towards Shen Fuling's sword.

Gu Rufeng naturally knew how to avoid it.

But Shen Fuling panicked and swung her sword sideways, slicing Gu Rufeng's bun open.

Gu Rufeng's hair was disheveled, like a lost dog passing through the market.

Shen Fuling threw away her sword and hurriedly held Gu Rufeng's face.

"Brother, I didn't mean it..."

Gu Rufeng couldn't laugh or cry, "It doesn't matter, junior sister, you didn't hurt yourself, did you?"

Meng Jiu burst out laughing.

"You are really a loving couple. Can you take me to see your master now?"

With Shen Fuling in front of him, Gu Rufeng couldn't hold Meng Shijiu alone anymore.

Several people finally arrived at Kongqing Pavilion peacefully. Fang Hai, the master of Lingbi Valley, had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

Gu Rufeng explained in detail about the pursuit of Xianhua, and Fang Hai frowned.

"What you don't know is that this group of thieves came well-prepared and organized to commit crimes. They have stolen a lot of things in Lingbi Valley over the years, and they are still committing fraud in the name of our sect. During the Shenying Conference, all factions gathered here. In order to prevent him from continuing to corrupt me, I decided to punish him."

Seeing that Fang Hai responded calmly and didn't seem to be hiding anything, Meng Jiu was murmuring in his heart.

Could it be that Fang Hai, as the owner of Lingbi Valley, really had no idea about the ‘Spirit Lock’?

Fang Hai shifted his gaze to Meng Jiujiu, "Nineteenth, I haven't been seen for a long time."

When the old sect master was still alive, Fang Hai had a very close relationship with the Sword Spirit Sect, and he loved and doted on Meng Shijiu.

But in the previous life, when Meng Shijiu was slandered, the person who pushed her into the abyss was also Fang Hai.

Now seeing him again, Meng Shijiu felt very mixed.

"Uncle Fang, are you okay?"

Fang Hai is well-maintained and has no signs of aging. There are charcoal-like light spots under his dark brown eyes.

This is a shrewd old man.

He put on a loving face and called Meng Shijiu to come to him.

"I'm still the same. I've been busy with some chores lately. Maybe I haven't seen your father for a long time."

Meng Jiu walked to Fang Hai, saw the big hands approaching, and couldn't help but hide.

Shen Fuling's eyes sharpened, and she suddenly became serious.

"Sister Meng is from the Sword Spirit Sect after all. In order to break off the engagement, she didn't even bow respectfully to her elders?"

Meng Jiu was silent.

Fang Hai waved his hands lovingly, "Nineteen is a good boy. No matter who says that you are complaining about breaking off your engagement with Rufeng, I don't believe it."

His tone was kind, but there was a hint of helplessness.

"Rufeng is the eldest disciple of Lingbi Valley, and I have high hopes for him. I also thought that the matter between you young people should be resolved by yourselves. But in the end, I still hurt you, Nineteen, if you say that I favor Shen Fuling , but why don’t I treat you like my own daughter?”

Meng Jiu lowered his head and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Fang Hai thought that his persuasion was in place, so he touched Meng Shijiu's shoulder to see if she had been caught by the 'spiritual lock'.

But his hand was blocked by another strong hand.

"Master Fang Valley, it's better not to treat anyone casually like your own daughter."

The one who spoke out was Xie Fan.

His expression was calm, but a flash of sarcasm flashed in his pupils.

"If you really treat Jiujiu as your daughter, will you let the conniving disciple break the contract and make her suffer the humiliation of being broken off the engagement? Or will you use repairing the seal as a blackmail to bully her again and again?"

Meng Jiujiu slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with crystal tears.

Yes, if my father was really here, why would he let a guy like Fang Hai, who has no reputation, keep bullying the Sword Spirit Sect?

"This is not what a real father would do. Naturally, not everyone is worthy of being Meng Shijiu's elder. Since you have no intention of protecting her, why should you be hypocritical?"

Fang Hai's face turned blue and white after being spoken to by Xie Fan, and his amiable mask could no longer be stretched.

Seeing his master being humiliated, Gu Rufeng couldn't help but said angrily, "Senior Meng Chen, what you said is too much!"

Xie Fan only looked at him lightly, and Gu Rufeng suddenly felt a crushing pressure sweeping over his whole body, as if his internal organs had been usurped in someone's hands!

Fang Hai sensed something was wrong, "Rufeng, what's wrong with you?"

Impossible, this is impossible..."

The shock in Gu Rufeng's heart was far greater than the pain in his body.

Linghe Tower Meng Chen's cultivation seems to be only slightly higher than mine, but he actually has such strength?

Apart from the master present, he simply did not believe that anyone else could exert such powerful pressure!

But just as he was about to tell Fang Hai about this, as if he was teasing a mouse, the suffocating feeling disappeared again.

Gu Rufeng could only lower his head and remain silent.

Fang Hai couldn't see any clues from Xie Fan and just thought he was a frivolous young man. Seeing that Gu Rufeng didn't speak, he thought it was a private matter between his children and Meng Shijiu.

Fang Hai sighed.

"What you said makes sense. I am ashamed of your old sect master and I am ashamed of Nineteen. But our two sects have a hundred-year friendship. Taking advantage of this Shenying Conference, Rufeng, you are so kind as to entertain fellow Taoists of the Sword Spirit Sect. Don't come. There is some grudge on the field.”

"The Valley Master is serious. Of course it will be a fair fight."

Meng Jiujiu said yes to Fang Hai on the surface, but in his heart he just thought it was fart.

However, now that she has been hit by a 'spiritual lock', marks will also be left on the caster.

It's a good opportunity to take this opportunity to search among Gu Rufeng's disciples to find out who Qianhua said was behind the scenes.

Gu Rufeng didn't get what he asked for, and warmly greeted Meng Jiushe to eat in Lingbi Valley.

All the disciples gathered at the table, and the scene suddenly seemed a bit strange. Meng Shijiu was from the Sword Spirit Sect, Xie Fan was a replacement from the 'Linghe Tower', and the rest were Lingbi Valley disciples who had no false feelings for them.

Meng Jiujiu knew that the enemy was at hand, but he couldn't help but glance at the table full of dishes, feeling in a dilemma.

Xie Fan was amused by her distressed look and took the initiative to get up and help her with the dishes.

Gu Rufeng's jealousy arose again when he saw this. He drank a few glasses of wine, got up from the drunkenness and said, "Nineteen, I have something to say."