When Wen Sheng heard the three words "stealing things", he felt an unknown fire rising in his heart.

But by the time the fire reached his mouth, most of it had been extinguished.

Even seeing Wen Yin's compassionate and condescending face, she felt a little panicked for no reason, and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Ha~"

A chuckle, neither light nor heavy, sounded in her ears, itching a little and burning the temperature of the air.

"Tsk, where do you come from, a small sect that doesn't belong to the mainstream? They always get the upper hand."

Wen Yu put away the long sword at some point, held Wen Sheng's back with one hand, and stared at Elder Jian's eldest disciple that day with a half-smile.

The voice was clear and clear, like a young white poplar under the scorching sun.

Wen Sheng steadied her figure and did not lower her hand behind her back, but Wen Yu had already blocked her in front.

Zhou Heng, the eldest disciple of Elder Sword that day, had not spoken yet, but Wen Yin, who had a fairy air and a fairy filter, stepped forward, his voice was cold and noble, as mysterious as a penguin on the Arctic Ocean.

"My dear fellow immortal, I see your hall is turning black..."

In the middle of speaking, Wen Yin paused inexplicably, took a step forward, and closed the distance with Wen Yu.

The sun shines on the face of the girl in white, and her fair skin shines brightly.

Wen Yu couldn't help but look at it a few more times before slowly uttering one word: "Oh?"

Wen Sheng was anxious and immediately wanted to stand in front of Wen Yu.

She was so useless just now, it was clearly... it was her own grudge, but she wanted her senior brother to stand up for her.

This heroine is a master of metaphysics and knows some spiritual skills.

I can’t finish saying this!

Just when she wanted to take a step forward, the hand on her back grabbed her collar and carried her back.

If I try to stop him again, it's too late.

Wen Yin's last words came out: "This trip to Sifang Island may lead to a bloody disaster."

Wen Sheng clenched his hands, and the system also started complaining.

[What kind of fortune teller is this heroine? She keeps repeating these few sentences over and over again]

Zhou Heng had already followed Wen Yin, and because of the unusual agitation, many people gradually gathered around him.

The gradually increasing number of people and their fiery gazes made Wen Sheng instinctively feel uneasy and depressed.

Wen Yu, who was said to be a "disaster of blood and light", chuckled lightly without being angry. He leaned forward, holding a folding fan in his hand, and touched Wen Yin's face with the fan frivolously.

"After taking a few steps closer, I realized that this girl's skin is really white."

Wen Yu already had a good skin and a frivolous demeanor, but he made the onlookers not feel a bit greasy in his life.

Wen Yin avoided it lightly, and the corners of his mouth curved.

interesting.

She can see through other people's fates, but she can't see through the people in front of her.

But if it purely depends on luck...it's very strong.

She likes to deal with such strong men.

As expected, an interesting soul is wrapped in an interesting skin, and he is very discerning.

Just when Wen Yin opened her mouth to prepare a grand yet elegant reply, that pure, fiery, moving voice sounded again.

"How much Crest does it take to apply it on your face to make it look as white as if you've been dead for days?"

"Tsk, they say a white face covers a hundred ugliness, but I didn't expect that you are still ugly even if you are white."

"You are right to say that you are born from the heart. Girl, you are so ugly that you must be riddled with holes in your heart."

Wen Yu retracted her fan with a "pop" sound and took two steps back with a polite smile on her face.

His expression was indifferent, as if the words just now did not come from his mouth.

"..."

"..."

【......】

The system was screaming like a prairie dog, feeling that Wen Yu had no taste, and was dazzled by the heroine, a little goblin, and was silenced.

The last three sentences were really unexpected.

Wen Sheng secretly bit her lip and remembered Wen Yu's words word for word, hoping that she would have the opportunity to say such sharp words in the future.

"you!"

Hearing the sound, which had just been praised to the point of elation, she immediately became angry and angry when faced with this turn of events.

Hearing that the master was not one to swallow his anger, he formed seals with his hands, and there was a faint sense of oppression.

"Hey! Where did this rogue come from, daring to run wild on the island owner's territory!"

"If you want to live, get away from me!"

The soldiers standing guard at the door quickly gathered around. The guard who had just thrown away the gift box handed over by Wen Yu once again demonstrated his presence.

Wen Yin put down his hand, Zhou Heng strode forward and stretched out his right hand.

A sculpture of a goddess as short as an arm is held in the hand.

The statue is lifelike, with subtle and moving expressions.

What's more, it is something that cannot be exchanged for even the best spiritual stones, such as a small piece of Qingyao Jade that is rare in a thousand years. It can be said to be priceless!

As soon as the statue appeared, the onlookers took a deep breath.

What a grand gesture!

Even the guard who had just shown off his power felt a thump in his heart and quickly put on a smiling face.

Wen Yu casually commented: "It's flashy and superficial."

Wen Sheng clasped his hands and was doing some mental construction.

"snort."

Zhou Heng tilted his head, casting the disdain in his eyes towards the ground, and cleared his throat: "I am the Tianxu sect, the first disciple of Elder Tianjian, so is Zhou Heng!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, with ups and downs.

It reminded Wen Sheng of the oath she took to join the Young Pioneers in elementary school.

But that's not important anymore.

The important thing is...

Tianxu Sect is now the most powerful sect in the world of cultivation.

No matter how other sects and sects compare with it, they have no choice but to bow down.

As soon as his identity was revealed, many people stood in awe.

The flattering words are already brewing in your mouth.

Zhou Heng looked at the eager eyes of the people in the circle, his disdain grew in his heart, and his whole person became even more proud.

At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.

"Report...report..."

Wen Sheng clenched her wrist tightly with her left hand behind her hands, and the pain relieved her tension.

In an instant, all eyes focused again.

Wen Sheng took a deep breath: "My dear fairy, you... you have a vegetable... vegetable leaf in your tooth!"

"..."

Everything was silent, Zhou Heng's proud smile froze on his face, and his facial expression was almost out of control for a moment.

"Ha, the Tianxu Sect really deserves its reputation." Wen Yu opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it unsteadily.

The clear voice is full of sincere praise.

At this time, it sounded like it was difficult for the people around me not to laugh.

Zhou Heng was furious: "Wen Sheng, you are a villain who steals things and betrays the master!"

An outer disciple with mediocre qualifications now dares to slap his nose in the face!

The smile on Wen Yu's face faded and she put away the folding fan in her hand.

The girl who was being protected behind him grabbed his sleeve: "Empty... empty slander is like thunder from the sky!"

Wen Sheng's voice trembled, but he did not flinch.

She looked at Wenyin and her heart became more determined.

This is the world of cultivation.
Chapter completed!