Lan Qianxue is good at poison arts, and her cultivation level is average, not much better than Qing Hui, a dabbler.
However, Qingshan has Xuanyu around, so he is not afraid of Lan Qianxue's dirty tricks.
Therefore, the lingering soul is wrapped around Lan Qianxue's neck. Even if Lan Qianxue is really stupid, she knows that her life is really being pinched.
She was crazy about criticizing, and when it really threatened her life, she still panicked.
Lan Qianxue instantly changed into an aggrieved look, looking at Qing Hui pitifully, trying to arouse Qing Hui's sympathy: "Good sister, I'm not lying to you, I really don't know where that idiot Qi Mingyue is, I
I only know that she was brought back by Master Changli, and I have no interest in her at all."
The green cypress remains unmoved.
Lan Qianxue had already seen how difficult Qing Hui was, but she didn't expect her to be so hard-hearted. Her pair of ancient and unwavering eyes were no less impressive than that old bastard Chang Li.
"Put away your pretentious expression, Auntie, I won't let you do this. I will only give you one chance. If you can't find anyone, you can die!" Qing Hui said coldly.
Lan Qianxue's complexion changed slightly.
"You can't kill me. I am the direct branch of Lanxizhou's Gu vein. If you touch me, you will make the entire Gu vein of Lanxi Province an enemy."
"Hahaha," Qing Hui laughed.
"So what?"
"I'm not even afraid of that old bald donkey Chang Li, how can I be afraid of your threats? Let's go, young lady, you only have one chance. If I can't find anyone, I'll kill you first! You are from a famous family after all, so you should
You're not so blind that you don't recognize the magic weapon in my hand, are you?" Qing Hui said with a slight smile.
Lan Qianxue tightened her face.
If she didn't really know that the lingering soul in Qing Hui's hand could really kill her, would she still need to talk nonsense to her here?
"I'll take you there." Lan Qianxue gritted her teeth and said.
Qing Hui snorted softly: "So what nonsense are you talking about? It would be better if you agreed obediently earlier and let's go!"
Qing Hui tugged at the silver thread in his hand.
"Ah" Lan Qianxue was pulled so hard by her that she could hardly breathe. Holding back her flushed face, she reluctantly led them towards the Discipline Hall.
The Discipline Hall of the Fanye Sect is not the inner gate, but the outer gate. The first hilltop after passing the mountain gate is where the outer disciples live, and it is also where the Discipline Hall is located.
Most of the disciples in the mountain went to the mountain gate, and everything was quiet. Only the Discipline Hall was still guarded by disciples. When they saw Lan Qianxue being held hostage by Qing Hui and the others, they immediately drew out their swords and shouted: "Who are you?"
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Qing Hui pulled the silver thread in his hand again.
"Ahem, cough, cough," Lan Qianxue coughed heavily, and shouted to the disciple guarding the gate with a red face,
"Why are you still standing there? Get out of the way!"
"Senior sister, my uncle has an order. Without his order, no one is allowed to enter or leave the Discipline Hall without permission. Please forgive me, senior sister." One of the disciples said with cupped hands.
"Excuse me? Are you going to forgive me at the risk of my life? If I die, all of you will be buried with me. If you have the time to stop me here, why don't you go find that bastard Changli quickly? He was the one who caused me harm!"
Lan Qianxue yelled and cursed.
Her voice was soft, and her face turned red from being strangled, making her look even more embarrassed and pitiful.
Anyone who is not familiar with her character will be fooled by her natural and delicate appearance.
The disciple seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded hurriedly to the other disciple, the two gave way, and then one of them hurriedly ran out.
Qing Hui dragged Lan Qianxue into the Discipline Hall.