Help! As A Cannon Fodder, I Was Pushed Back By The Heroine At The Beginning.

"Senior nephew Changge, please show mercy!"

Master Lingyue shouted hurriedly.

Previously, after listening to what Bai Xian'er and Xia Xuanyin said, she hurriedly led her two young apprentices, Qiong Ming Peak, down.

Originally, he wanted to stop this disciple directly, but when he thought about it, this was the obsession in Qingxue's heart.

Moreover, these two people are just competing in swordsmanship, and it has nothing to do with their level.

After much hesitation, he still chose to watch the battle silently.

But Master Lingyue didn't expect that Qingxue Sword Heart's second-level sword intent was no match for Chang Ge's nephew.

As soon as they fought, they fell directly at the disadvantage.

As a sword cultivator, Master Lingyue knew exactly what this meant.

The sword's intention is in three heavens, and the sword's heart is in one heaven.

But this seemingly simple three-fold sword heart barrier has shut out many sword cultivators in the world!

Even I, who is the leader of the first peak, can barely reach the second level of Sword Heart.

In the entire Cangyuan world, there are only a handful of people who possess the third level of sword intention.

Among them, there is one person in their Qingyun Immortal Sect.

That is Qingyi, the master of Qiongming Peak and the nephew of Master Changge.

But now, Master Lingyue feels that there may be one more person.

This person is Chang Ge’s nephew.

Because, the only thing that can scare and unsettle a second-level swordsman is the legendary third-level swordsmanship.

Why!

I don’t know how lucky Shi Qingyi, a drunkard, was to receive such a talented nephew from Changge.

In just three years, he has reached the third level of swordsmanship that all swordsmen dream of.

Although he was very envious in his heart, Master Lingyue still hurriedly came to the first disciple after exclaiming.

There is no way, my own disciple.

At the same time when he came in front of the two of them, Lingyue Zhenren used his cultivation to spread the sword intent from the two of them smoothly.

"Master, why are you here?"

Under the peak, Lu Qingxue looked at the furious figure of Master Lingyue and wondered.

"Hmph! If I don't come, are you going to keep holding on?"

Master Lingyue snorted coldly, but his tone was full of worry.

Lu Qingxue shook her head and said, "Master, I'm fine."

With the help of her master just now, she was not injured by the out-of-control sword intent in her body.

Master Lingyue pointed at the blush hanging on Lu Qingxue's cheeks, and said with some displeasure: "You said it was okay, but look at you, your face is red!"

"I..."

Lu Qingxue was speechless when asked.

It was obviously Senior Brother Ning who was staring at her with a smile, so she blushed in embarrassment.

Why is Master still talking about me?

If you want to blame, you should also blame Senior Brother Ning.

Master Lingyue: "I have nothing to say."

This big disciple is just a tough talker.

Lu Qingxue said no more, but secretly glanced at Ning Changge, who was only a few steps away from her.

But as soon as she raised her eyes, she found that Ning Changge was still looking at her with a smile on his face.

As if she had a guilty conscience, Lu Qingxue quickly lowered her head, but unfortunately she couldn't see her toes.

At this glance, the girl's face became even redder.

"Look, your face is even redder!"

Master Lingyue seemed to insist on Lu Qingxue admitting his mistake, and the more he spoke, the more energetic he became.

"Senior Aunt Lingyue, Senior Sister Lu may have used her sword too much."

"I'm a little tired, so I'm blushing now."

On the side, Ning Changge casually helped make up a reason.

If he didn't say anything, Lu Qingxue would probably have her head buried in her chest.

It's true that a man in his twenties was trained like this by his master.

"Nephew Changge, I'm very sorry!"

Seeing Ning Changge speak out, Master Lingyue hurriedly explained:

"This kid has always had an obsession in his heart. He just wanted to compete with you because he had no other choice."

A gentle smile appeared on Ning Changge's face, and he said: "It's okay. Senior Sister Lu's sword intention is very strong, and I had to use all my strength to catch it."

This Master Lingyue said he was obsessed with it, and the Great Treasure Book had informed him of it before.

If it weren't for this 50-50 draw, Ning Changge wouldn't know how to deal with it this time.

"Nephew Changge, you are too polite!"

Master Lingyue didn't expect Ning Changge to be so humble. In his mouth, it seemed as if the sword intention of the third level of Jianxin was ordinary.

"Really, why are you keeping your head down?"

Master Lingyue gently pushed Lu Qingxue and said with a smile:

"Hurry up and apologize to Senior Nephew Changge. If Senior Nephew Changge hadn't been merciful, it would have been useless for me to come here."

After all, it was the sword intention of the third level of sword heart, so Ning Ning must have let him go.

Originally, the two of them were close to each other, and with the push from Master Lingyue.

Lu Qingxue didn't pay attention and almost ran into Ning Changge's arms. Fortunately, Ning Changge reached out to support her in time.

Smelling the pleasant smell of Senior Brother Ning, Lu Qingxue blushed with embarrassment and said softly:

"Ning...Senior Brother Ning, I'm...sorry. Please forgive Qingxue for her previous behavior."

This Senior Sister Lu is a little cute!

No wonder the Dabao Book says: On the outside, she looks cold and elegant, but on the inside, she is soft and delicate.

Ning Changge originally thought that she was aloof, but he didn't expect that she would be so gentle when he came into contact with her.

Feeling the girl's tender waist clinging to the fat in his hands, Ning Changge stretched out his hand to help her up and said:

"It's okay. If Senior Sister Lu still wants to try the sword with me, you can come to Qiongming Peak to find me at any time."

"Well, as long as I'm at Qiongming Peak."

As he said that, Ning Changge winked at her.

As someone who could be on the Great Treasure Book, Ning Changge had to stretch the thread a little longer.

Looking at Ning Changge's handsome face, a pair of starry eyes looked at him with a smile and tenderness.

At this moment, Lu Qingxue felt as if her sword heart was shaking, as if it was dyed with a hint of peach blossom red.

The warmth from Senior Brother Ning's palm seemed to still remain on his waist. Lu Qingxue lowered her head, her curved eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Hmm~"

However, this shy look on Lu Qingxue's face fell into the eyes of the onlookers, but it caused quite a discussion.

"vocal, what the hell!"

"Senior Sister Lu wasn't competing with Senior Brother Ning. Why did Lingyue run into Senior Brother Ning's arms as soon as Lingyue took the first seat?"

"Besides, looking at Senior Sister Lu's shy face, why do you think they are in a relationship?"

But some female disciples were dissatisfied.

"Damn it, Senior Brother Ning is mine."

"Ah! I also want to be held by Senior Brother Ning!"

...

"Senior Aunt Lingyue, I'm going to leave first. Master has something to do with me."

Seeing that nothing happened, Ning Changge spoke out.

"If your nephew Changge has something to do, you should be busy first, but if you have time, come to Xiaozhu Peak often."

Master Lingyue said with a smile.

Ning Changge nodded, "Okay."

But he was curious in his heart. He remembered that in the original work, Xiao Zhufeng seemed to have all female disciples.

Can this big man like him come up and sit down?

This is not good.

With this thought in his heart, Ning Changge walked straight towards Qiongming Peak.

He discovered that just now, the nameless book in his mind once again quietly unfolded and was written.

However, what Ning Changge didn't know was.

In the few minutes after he leaves, his reputation will once again receive a critical hit of 100,000 points!

Ps: I am afraid that readers may misunderstand. Realm cultivation is the foundation, only sword intention is useless without cultivation.