"Who?"
Mu Zixuan was startled and looked up suddenly.
I didn't know when a girl in a yellow shirt appeared in front of me.
The girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, skin as white as snow, and a slightly thin body. However, there are already faint signs of development in some parts, like a delicate flower in bud, which makes people full of expectations.
However, behind the seemingly thin girl in yellow clothes, there is actually a long sledgehammer on her back, and her fair right hand is holding a huge bucket, as if she is about to fetch water from the stream.
Perhaps the girl's attire was too unusual. Mu Zixuan stared at her for a long time, unable to react for a moment.
"Uncle, why do you want to bully this beautiful sister?"
Seeing that Mu Zixuan did not answer, the Huangshan girl asked again.
"Little sister, what's your name?" At this time, Mu Zixuan finally came back to his senses, looking around with all his consciousness, trying to find out if the girl had any companions, "Where are your adults?"
In fact, in the secular world, girls aged thirteen or fourteen are not very young anymore, and many of them even marry into wives. However, the girl in yellow shirt has such an innocent attitude that one cannot help but treat her as a child.
"My name is Shen Xiaowan." The girl in yellow shirt was simple-minded. After hearing Mu Zixuan's question, she answered truthfully, "My grandfather is still in the imperial capital."
It turns out that this girl in yellow shirt is none other than Shen Xiaowan, a big-stomach lolita who returned to Qingfeng Mountain with Zhong Wen and others.
Most of the people in Piaohua Palace are young, and there is no generation gap when getting along with her. Even Lin Zhiyun, the master, actually plays more of a sister image in her heart, so she heard Mu Zixuan ask the elders in the family, what was in her mind
The first reaction was Grandpa Shen Dachui.
Hearing the words "Shen Xiaowan", Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, then her face showed joy, and she wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Mu Zixuan's aura and couldn't even utter a single word.
"Little sister, you misunderstood. My uncle did not bully my beautiful sister." Mu Zixuan heard this and felt certain in his heart, with a warm smile on his face: "This beautiful sister is injured, and my uncle is about to heal her."
"Are you healing her?" Shen Xiaowan asked curiously, "But your Heavenly Wheel is so powerful that she can hardly breathe."
"Who are you?" Mu Zixuan's expression changed, and the aura of the Heavenly Wheel on his body fiercely covered Shen Xiaowan.
However, facing the powerful momentum of the high-level practitioners of Tianlun, Shen Xiaowan's expression remained unchanged, as if she was not affected at all.
"I'm Shen Xiaowan." Shen Xiaowan felt that the handsome man in front of her didn't have a good memory.
"I didn't expect that a little girl could be a hidden master." Mu Zixuan was already feeling guilty, but when he saw that Shen Xiaowan was not afraid of his own Heavenly Chakra momentum at such a young age, his vigilance was instantly raised to the top, and he said "swish"
Pulling out the sword from his waist, "Whose are you? The leader or Huang Wen?"
"Uncle, do you want to fight with me?" Shen Xiaowan saw Mu Zixuan draw his sword. Although she felt inexplicable, she was slightly excited.
She put down the bucket in her hand, slowly pulled out the sledgehammer from behind, and turned it in a circle with one hand, making it seem as light as nothing.
"You are really here for me!" Mu Zixuan's spirit was between extreme excitement and anxiety. The moment he saw Shen Xiaowan pulling out the hammer, he was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with fur all over his body and face. With a ferocious look on his face, he no longer cared about his demeanor and actually took the initiative to attack a thirteen or fourteen year old girl.
"Nantianmen!"
He thrust the long sword forward in his hand, and his spiritual power manifested into two red doors in the air. The door knockers and door frames shone with golden light, which was very spectacular.
Two red door panels slowly opened to the left and right, and countless rays of golden light shot out from the door, hitting the direction of Shen Xiaowan.
Facing the overwhelming golden light, Shen Xiaowan calmly raised the sledgehammer with her right hand and swung it forward.
The seemingly powerful golden aura was actually shattered into pieces by her careless hammer.
Shen Xiaowan succeeded with the hammer, without pausing, she pointed her toes to the ground, appeared in front of the "Nantian Gate" in a flash, picked up the sledgehammer again, and smashed it hard against the shining golden door frame.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, cracks appeared on the surface of the seemingly majestic "Nantian Gate", and then collapsed suddenly, turning into specks of spiritual dust and scattering between the sky and the earth.
How can it be!
When Mu Zixuan saw that his proud magical skill was easily cracked by a little girl, his face showed an expression of disbelief, almost thinking that he was in a dream.
Shen Xiaowan unfolded the "Fairy Step in the Cloud", and with a slight sway of her feet, she appeared in front of Mu Zixuan. She raised the sledgehammer in her hand for the third time and hit Mu Zixuan on the head.
Before he could recover from the previous shock, Mu Zixuan was unable to dodge, so he had to panic and raise his sword to meet him.
"when!"
As soon as the long sword in Mu Zixuan's hand touched the sledgehammer, it was like a piece of rotten wood, breaking into two pieces without any resistance. The sledgehammer followed the trend, advanced rapidly, and hit his chest solidly.
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones clearly reached his ears. Mu Zixuan felt an indescribable sharp pain in his chest. Blood surged in his mouth. His body flew straight back like a kite with its string broken. "Bang" With a loud sound, it hit the mountain wall hard.
Under the huge impact, his body did not fall. Instead, the hard mountain wall was dented, and his whole body was deeply embedded in it. His face was like gold paper, his eyes were blurred, and his limbs were twisted into strange angles. The shape was extremely tragic. I don't know how many bones in my body are still intact.
"What a weak uncle." Shen Xiaowan pouted in disappointment, put the sledgehammer behind her back again, turned around and raised the bucket, "It's boring."
"You, are you..." Without Mu Zixuan's aura to suppress, Ziyuan has regained her ability to move. She stared closely at Shen Xiaowan, unable to hide the excitement in her voice, "The daughter of Piaohua Palace Overlord Shen Xiaowan?"
"Beautiful sister, do you know me?" Shen Xiaowan turned her head and looked at Zi Yuan doubtfully.
"Are you one of the top ten celebrities on the list of heroes now?" Zi Yuan said, taking out a book from his arms, opening the cover, pointing to a line of text on the first page and saying, "Look, what is said here ,is that you?"
Shen Xiaowan looked along Zi Yuan's slender fingers and saw what was written on the book:
"Ninth place, 'Female Overlord' Shen Xiaowan, female, fourteen years old, Piaohua Palace..."
"So I'm so famous." Shen Xiaowan blushed slightly and scratched her head in embarrassment.
She has a simple temper. She stays in Shen Dachui's shop in the imperial capital. Apart from refining weapons all day long, she just thinks about how to fill her stomach. She doesn't care about the Daqian Heroes List. Leng Wushuang, who is accompanying her, is also indifferent. The woman was completely unaware of the fact that she had become a famous figure.
"Miss Shen, thank you for saving me." Ziyuan got over the excitement when she first met her idol, and then recalled her miserable experience, and said with lingering fear.
"Pretty sister, just call me Xiaowan." Shen Xiaowan said with a toothy smile, "Is this uncle really a bad person?"
"Yes, this person is usually a decent person, but unexpectedly he is a despicable and shameless person." Zi Yuan glanced at Mu Zixuan embedded in the mountain wall and said bitterly, "If Xiaowan hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have I really don't know how to repay you for being bullied by him."
"It's just a trivial matter, sister, don't take it to heart." Hearing this, Shen Xiaowan glanced at Mu Zixuan with disdain, "This bad guy is very weak and can be solved with just one hammer."
Ziyuan looked at Shen Xiaowan's childish and handsome face, and then thought of the amazing fighting power she had just shown, and couldn't help but feel envious: "Xiaowan, you are so young, but you are so strong, I don't know how. Cultivating.”
"What does my little strength mean?" Shen Xiaowan shook her head and said, "There are few people in our Piaohua Palace who can beat me."
"Piaohua Palace..."
After listening to Shen Xiaowan's words, Zi Yuan kept repeating these three words, and infinite yearning arose in her heart.
"Beautiful sister, what's your name?" Shen Xiaowan asked with wide eyes.
"My name is Zi Yuan." Zi Yuan smiled slightly and replied softly.
"Sister Ziyuan, I have to go back after getting the water." Shen Xiaowan asked again, "Where do you plan to go next?"
"I don't know." Zi Yuan's expression suddenly froze. When she thought about the elders in the sect suddenly becoming hateful to everyone, she felt bitter in her heart and didn't know what to do.
"Sister, why not..."
Just as Shen Xiaowan was about to speak, two male voices suddenly came from the entrance at the foot of the mountain behind her.
"Elder, the front is Qianquan Mountain. Will they really run into the mountains?"
"It shouldn't be wrong. I felt a familiar aura of spiritual power earlier. If I guess correctly, it should be Junior Brother Mu who used the 'Nantianmen'."
"Junior Brother Mu has always been upright, but I never expected that he would do such a ridiculous thing."
"Yes, I will give him a good scolding when we meet this time."
Hearing the conversation between the two people, Zi Yuan's face instantly turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Not long after, three figures appeared in front of Zi Yuan and Shen Xiaowan. They were an old man with gray hair and a childlike face, a burly man, and an ugly middle-aged man.
"Girl!" The old man's face lit up with joy the moment he saw Zi Yuan.
"Master." A trace of despair flashed in Ziyuan's eyes, and she weakly responded.
It turned out that these three people were Zi Yuan's master, Master Jiejian, Qin Haonan, the head of Nantian Sword Sect, and Huang Wen, a genius practitioner who was designated by the two as Zi Yuan's husband.
"Junior Brother Mu!" Qin Haonan glanced around, and soon saw Mu Zixuan embedded in the stone wall, and couldn't help being surprised.
He devoted his whole life to the Nantian Sword Sect. Even though he was dissatisfied with Mu Zixuan's actions, he did not want to lose such a highly qualified Tianlun master in the sect.
On the contrary, Huang Wen, who was standing on the other side, had a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
I never thought you would be here today!
Seeing Mu Zixuan's tragic situation, he felt extremely relieved. If he hadn't taken care of the two people beside him, he would have laughed out loud.
"Who did it?" Qin Haonan asked Zi Yuan, but his eyes were already looking at Shen Xiaowan who was aside.
He knew very well that Ziyuan was not as good as the Earth Wheel and could not injure Mu Zixuan, a high-ranking Heavenly Wheel person, in any case. However, the young girl in yellow clothes in front of him still made him feel a little unsure.
"I injured that uncle." Shen Xiaowan did not hide it, "He was a bad guy and wanted to bully Sister Ziyuan, so I took action and taught him a lesson."
"Little girl, whose sect are you?" Master Jie Jian was shocked when he heard this and couldn't help but ask.
"I am a disciple of the master of Piaohua Palace and Lin Palace." Shen Xiaowan answered honestly.
"What a Piaohua Palace!" Qin Haonan was already very dissatisfied with the sudden rise of Piaohua Palace. At this time, the old hatred has not been eliminated, and new hatreds have been added. How can he endure it? "He actually allowed his disciples to commit murder for no reason. Qin is so
I will take you down and bring you to Piaohua Palace to find an explanation from your master!"
After saying that, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed forward, and his spiritual power condensed into a sharp blade of light in the air, heading straight for Shen Xiaowan's delicate body.
Shen Xiaowan saw that the other party would attack at the slightest disagreement, so she was not afraid. She took off the sledgehammer from her back again, and was about to face the enemy, but she felt that her whole body was suddenly enveloped by a vast and majestic momentum, and the spiritual power in her body stopped flowing in an instant.
Once frozen, even movement becomes extremely difficult.
It was Lord Jiejian on the side who actually released the pressure of the Spirit Lord.
"Be careful!" Seeing that the spiritual power blade was about to strike Shen Xiaowan, Zi Yuan couldn't help but exclaimed.
However, the spiritual blade light that rushed in front of Shen Xiaowan seemed to suddenly have its own consciousness. It walked an enchanting curve in the air, bypassed the girl, and hit the mountain wall on the left.
"Xiao Wan, why did it take you so long to get water? It turns out you were fighting with someone!"
A familiar voice sounded in the ears of Shen Xiaowan and Ziyuan.
This chapter has been completed!