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

She asked, "Then do you believe that Senior Brother Yang Yun will assassinate you?"

Jiang Ying almost made a decision immediately and denied it, "Of course I don't believe it! But the facts..."

The fact is that Yang Yun walked to the main hall in person and stabbed her spine with a dagger.

Bai Qiao couldn't comment on this matter. She could only describe it from an outsider's perspective. The specific details had to be solved by the master and apprentice themselves.

"You were the only one present at that time. Junior Uncle knows best what is strange and abnormal about him, and I have been observing him these past few days. You are indifferent to him. Senior Brother Yang Yun is very sad."

"This incident happened after he went to see Luo Yunshu. Junior uncle, please pay more attention to senior brother Yang and don't let him meet Luo Yunshu."

Jiang Ying had no other choice but to say "yes".

Bai Qiao went to the dining hall alone, packed up her food for tonight, and walked out. She saw a man with tied hair in holy robes under an ancient tree, and she walked slowly over.

He held a piece of foxtail grass and teased Ah Xi up and down like a cat.

The ends of Yan Mu's eyes were slightly raised, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was clear and pure, like the cicada dew staining the mountain stream with frost, not stained by the worldly dust.

The young man in red next to him has a youthful look on his face, bright eyebrows, bright red hair, brown eyes as clear as a stream, a shimmering body, and high spirits.

Feeling the approach of others, Heiming glanced sideways, dropped the foxtail and instantly suppressed his smile, as if he had never seen it before.

"Master uncle said that we should gather on the fighting platform on time at Xu time to develop a tacit understanding with Qingxue Temple."

Bai Qiao nodded her head, and suddenly, a light and refreshing fragrance floated into her nose.

As an alchemist, she noticed it for a moment, and the familiar smell made her frown slightly, "Who did you go to see?"

"I met a lot of people."

"I mean women."

"you."

Bai Qiao: "..."

She leaned closer to his clothes, the tip of her nose moved slightly, and she confirmed her thoughts in her heart, "Senior brother, do you know? You have the scent of a woman."

To be more precise, it was the charming fragrance of the cauldron female cultivator at the auction.

Fortunately, the smell is not strong and there are no strange reactions in the body.

After she said this, Heiming also lowered his head. There was a strange smell, "Maybe it was accidentally picked up by the wind. Except for you, I usually keep a distance from other women."

"Really? Where are the goggles?"

She couldn't remember whether it was a year or two ago, but she was on a shopping trip when she saw two people hiding in an alley talking.

During that time, she also suspected that Feng Jing was a mole from a rival sect. After being on guard for some time, she found that there was nothing weird about her, so the incident was over.

Heiming said truthfully, "I haven't had much physical contact with her since I was ten years old. She has a Taoist partner and she has distanced herself from me."

"Oh." Bai Qiao smiled, "So you two have known each other for quite a long time."

Heiming: "..."

What should he say?

"Sister...Brother Baili!" A clear male voice sounded, and Bai Shening ran towards the two of them.

He hooked Hei Ming's neck, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Have you eaten? I haven't eaten a piece. Then we can go to the competition platform together!"

The man's silver hair was untied and untied, hanging loosely behind his back. Under his delicate and feminine eyebrows, a pair of eyes as blue as the sea shone.

"Brother invites you, please do not obey."

They had a harmonious atmosphere, and Bai Qiao was dumbfounded.

It's only been a few days, but the relationship is so good?

Change your tune from the top brother on the list.

All the brothers were called.

"I want to go too!" Jiang Huai felt as if his man had been robbed.

How come the new male goblin is more favored than the old one? !

"You guys go ahead, I'm going back to the house first." Bai Qiao didn't participate in the friendship between men and walked around the three of them to leave.

Bai Shening grabbed her wrist, "Bai Qiaoqiao, why are you running away? Let's go together!"

"I've already packed the food!"

"Can't we go to the dining hall to eat after we're done?"

"..."

Finally, Bai Qiao returned to the dining hall and sat in the center, the most conspicuous position, receiving the most attention.

In the past, she was enough to attract attention together with Hei Ming, but now that Bai Shening is here, the clan can't tell that they are brother and sister, and the rumors about her are rising in a straight line.

The allotted time was not long, so several people finished the meal quickly.

When we arrived at the competition platform, we found that Yang Yun, Wei Xinyu, and the people from Qingxue Temple had been waiting for them.

Elsewhere, Master Zhujian, Master Miao Qing, and Jiang Ying gathered together.

"Master, who is our opponent?" Jiang Huai, who was on the round platform, looked around. There were many disciples watching around him. "There are no junior brothers or sisters in the sect that we can fight with, right?"

"Of course not, so-"

The agreed-upon sword-wielding real person stepped forward and pointed the talisman, "Your opponents are the three of us!"

As soon as these words came out, the junior brothers around him were excited.

"I knew I'd see something exciting if I skipped class tonight!"

"There hasn't been such a big formation in so many years before, and the three giants of the sect actually came on stage in person!"

"But with so many disciples, only five can attend one session, and those from Qingxue Temple must be included. How do we arrange them?"

…

Jiang Huai, who ignored the comments, noticed that Yang Yun, who was closest to him, was thin and pale, with a gentle and jade-like face that was somewhat sickly.

The figure is extremely tall and straight, the fine forehead hair on the thin face moves with the wind, and the dark green outer shirt is like a cold cedar in the wind, not stained by dust.

"Third brother, we haven't fought yet, why are you so downcast?"

Yang Yun looked up somewhere and took a breath with a dry throat, "Master doesn't want to pay attention to me..."

Jiang Huai remembered the conversation between Xingxing Pavilion and Bai Qiao that day, and decided to test him, "Let me ask you a question, is it more uncomfortable for your junior uncle to ignore you, or for junior sister Tianhe Sect to ignore you?"

Regarding the question of death, Bai Qiao and others pricked up their ears, listened attentively, and waited for the answer.

Including cherry blossoms.

Yang Yun was doubtful, "Second brother, what's the point of your question? Are Master and Junior Sister Luo comparable?"

"That's all you say!"

Thinking of this, there was a hesitant light in his eyes, and his voice was weak, rustling, and whispered, "...it must be uncomfortable..."

"..." Hearing this, Jiang Ying clenched her fists under her wide sleeves. Veins bulged on the back of her hands, and she felt an inexplicable anger in her heart.

Jiang Huai slapped him on the chest angrily, "Scumbag!"

Luo Yunshu is not a good bird!

I told him but didn't believe him. I fell into the trap of the little junior sister of Tianhe Sect!

The spicy chicken soup won't kill you, just wait until you eat Uncle Master's big axe!

In preparation for the battle, Master Zhijian arranged for Jiang Huai, Yang Yun, and Bai Qiao from Xuanfu Sect, and Bai Shening and another junior sister from Qingxue Guan.

That junior sister has a pleasant appearance and lively eyes. She is a cultivator of the Fire Spiritual Root who has just joined Qingxue Temple.

"Why can't I come on?" Heiming was kicked off the stage and began to feel resentful.

The sword-wielding master looked down upon him and said, "You're going to get a slap in the face when you take action?"

"But wouldn't it be the same if she took action?"

"Suppose you have to choose between the strongest sword cultivator and the strongest talisman cultivator. A normal person would choose the talisman cultivator! Your next match!"

Heiming: "..."

Yes, he had nothing to say.