After Kicking The Original Sect, She Discovered That The Villain Was Ambitious

"..." Yang Yun pondered without speaking.

He was not sure whether what Bai Qiao said was true, nor was he sure that Luo Yunshu had not done those things.

But he couldn't imagine that such a virtuous and generous Junior Sister Luo would do such a thing as seducing a slut.

"Third brother, hurry up. Xiaosi will take Junior Sister Bai to the Astrology Pavilion later!" Jiang Huai from afar began to urge.

Oh, my silly brother, stop talking!

Senior brother’s face looks like shit!

"I probably understand. Thank you, Senior Sister Bai, for informing me." Yang Yun quickly ended the topic and gathered with Jiang Huai and the others.

The first town he arrived at after going down the mountain was Bafang City. Heiming asked around, but there was no good cinnabar for sale.

I learned at the last store that there is one in Sanfang City.

Killing monster beasts and obtaining beast cores to complete a commission is the easiest thing for a few people.

Jiang Ying wiped off the bloody beast core, put it in the brocade bag, bundled it, and handed it to Heiming, "Take it. It's rare that you take the initiative to run errands and hand over the client's task. I'll give you a chance."

The man took the kit full of animal cores and left the team.

He was not in a hurry to find his client, but took his sword to Sanfang City.

Jubao Pavilion, like Dan Club, belongs to the same force and has many branches in other cities.

Jubao Pavilion contains many rare treasures, including Tianji fine cinnabar.

"It's really unfortunate that our guest has come. Not long ago, a lady bought the last three bags. The next batch of goods is estimated to be next month."

The same words again, the same result.

Heiming had an impatient look on his face, "Which lady is going in which direction?"

He could afford to wait, but he didn't want Bai Qiao to wait.

The hall member looked him directly in the eyes and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, this is guest privacy, we..."

He stopped suddenly, his eyes suddenly became dull, and his voice gradually became softer.

Her eyes were dull and her lips were moving, "Miss Lan, while chatting, I learned that she was going to the temple to burn incense before returning home..."

There is only one temple in Sanfang City.

"Ha..." Hei Ming had a contemptuous smile on his lips. He blinked again, and his charming purple eyes were stained with dark ink, making him look like a human being.

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The carriage wheel grunted over the stones, leaving a clear track.

The road is paved with solid stones and stretches into the distance, complementing the surrounding bluestone alleys.

"Miss, the sky is gloomy and the air is cooling. It seems like it's going to rain. Should we go back home?" the maid outside reminded the people in the car.

"It's raining? Wasn't it fine just now?" The lady in the carriage opened the curtain and looked at the dark sky.

The sky is darker.

But why is it a little strange?

It's more like a swarm of red-eyed crows than a dark cloud...?

In the sky, a three-tailed black crow is covered in dark cold feathers, with wide and sharp wings.

When it spreads its wings, it covers the sky and the sun, like black storm clouds gathering together, as bottomless as an abyss.

Miss Lan had a bad premonition in her mind, "Turn around and go home quickly!"

When she realized something was wrong, some of the black crows were already swooping down quickly to hurt people, screaming harshly.

"Run! These crows eat people!"

They attack so fast that people are helpless. Their sharp beaks bite people's skin, and the blood instantly dyes the sky red.

Like a messenger from hell, he revealed endless ferocity and bloodthirst, sweeping fear across the land.

"Miss, let's run away quickly! Ah!" The maid pulled her out of the car to take her away. Before she could run a few steps, the black crows pecked her flesh frantically and scratched her eyes.

The fresh smell of blood attracted more crows, besieging the fragile woman and eating like crazy.

Miss Lan was frightened by the continuous screams around her. She was afraid that she couldn't tell whether the screams were crows or humans.

How could she, who was so well-dressed and well-fed as a delicate flower, have experienced such a disaster? She held her head and shook violently, her gorgeous satin clothes covered in mud and blood.

A pair of clean white boots stopped in front of Miss Lan. She cried and raised her eyes, as if seeing a life-saving straw, "Sir, help me..."

With that appearance, she thought he was an immortal descending from the sky to save her.

Until she saw the three-tailed black crow on the shoulder of the indifferent man, crawling like a pet...

His handsome lips were raised, and his lazy tone sounded like a smile but not a smile.

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The Astrology Pavilion was Bai Qiao's small attic in the outer courtyard. Wei Xinyu hurriedly took her through it before leaving the sect.

The enrollment period lasts for three days. Each person can only choose one sect to register. People are recruited in the morning and tested in the afternoon. The results can be obtained within one day.

Disciples from the outer courtyard came in one after another.

On the day when enrollment ended, Bai Qiao was drawing talisman when an uninvited guest came to her astrology pavilion.

"Are you the new freshman?"

The man broke into her house. He was tall and thin, like a green bamboo, and his slender body looked different.

His face is thin and there is an air of immortality between his brows, which reminds people of the immortals in myths and legends.

The sword-wielding master didn't wait for a reply, then said, "I heard that that boy from Baili broke the testing rules of my outer courtyard for you?"

Bai Qiao put the magic spell into his bag, "I don't know."

Hei Ming made a move on the day of the test, but she didn't know it was for her.

The master holding the sword flicked his sleeves and said, "Huh! You don't..."

Informed…

Um?

Why does it look familiar?

Let me go, isn't this Tianhe Sect's talisman cultivation genius Bai Qiao?

The sword-wielding master rubbed his eyes.

Not sure, look again...

Wow, it’s a real person! Live!

Good guy, he has been thinking about how to recruit people to Xuanfu Sect for two years, but he has never dared to do it.

I didn’t expect that she would come by herself!

"Your Excellency...what can you teach me?"

This person looked at her for a long time without saying anything, and his expression changed again and again, and he was still funny.

The sword-wielding master remembered that he was here to cause trouble!

If he had known it was Bai Qiao, he wouldn't have come, but he had to save face.

"Little friend, I am the most powerful sword-wielding real person in the outer courtyard. I am here to challenge you."

People came to ask for beatings, so there was no reason why Bai Qiao wouldn't answer them.

The other party used a magic talisman, and Bai Qiao also used a fire talisman. Before the fight started, the man's cold voice came from the side of the blue brick path.

"Uncle, I have thought about a move. Baili will practice with you."

Bai Qiao turned around and saw a man in white robe walking on the gravel road. His expression was dull, but the ends of his long and narrow eyes were raised.

A pair of quiet red phoenix eyes rarely show any obvious emotion. They look reserved, mysterious and inhumane.

Heiming put down the bags of cinnabar hooked on his fingers under the gazes of the two men, then drew out his blue curved curved sword and took a fighting stance.

As soon as the frost comes out, the air temperature drops suddenly.

The master holding the sword became angry when he saw him, "You bastard! I won't fight you!"

Talisman cultivators and sword cultivators have a good chance of winning!

This person can still cheat! Before he could even recite the mantra, he cut off his talisman with one strike!

As a result, the talisman he worked so hard to draw was useless and turned into scrap.

Seemingly sensing his concerns, Hei Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Master uncle is so economical. Could it be that there are no cinnabar talismans for me to cut?"

"..." Whichever pot is not opened, blue veins bulge on the forehead of the real man holding the sword.

Hei Ming used his magic to grab a bag of cinnabar from the stone bench, with a wicked smile on his face, "Master, look, what is this disciple holding?"

"..."

"Oh, it turns out it's fine cinnabar that someone doesn't have. It's a pity. I gave it to Qiaoqiao, and my uncle didn't have a share~"

The weapon in the hands of the real man holding the sword was already thirsty. He transformed into a 10-meter machete and roared, "You brat! Run 9 meters first!"