Shen Ying didn't reply, but Gu Yue's words became smoother and smoother, "I have been in Xuantian Sect for more than three hundred years and have always considered it as my home. I thought that those who cultivated immortals were always different from ordinary people. Maybe it is really like what the sect rules say, If we are from the same sect, we will work together to advance and retreat together. Unexpectedly, when the Xuanyuan family arrived, they would not even fight, but would admit defeat directly. Why is the sect's righteousness, and just throw the blame directly on you, which is also a big deal for me. It’s an eye-opener.”
"What immortal monk, it turns out he is just a selfish ordinary person." He sighed, as if he had put down something, turned to look at the person next to him and smiled, "Thank you very much, Shen Ying! You are so loyal, you will be the best in the future. I’m my sister!”
"Uh..." Shen Ying trembled and subconsciously took two steps away. In fact, I just want to be your daughter, "Dad Niu, can I discuss something with you?"
"What? Try your best to say it!" He slapped his chest.
"Can you please don't smile at me suddenly? I will think... you want to give me money."
"...Go away." Who wants to give you money? Can you forget about Dad Niu? "Are you so poor? Forget it, for the sake of helping me once. If you do it in the future If you are short of spiritual stones, come to me as soon as possible and I will protect you." After all, he is a god-incarnation venerable, so there is still no shortage of spiritual stones.
"Thank you, Dad Niu!" Shen Ying was delighted, "But, may I ask... what exactly did I help you with?"
"Stop pretending." He patted her shoulder and said, "I know you are loyal. Didn't you leave Xuantian Sect because you were afraid that it would be difficult for me to do it?"
"No, I just want to change somewhere to eat."
"It won't look like that anymore." Gu Yue gave her an amused look, "With a foodie like you, how long will it take for you to get tired of eating? And I heard that Foreign Affairs Hall has a very rich variety of ingredients. ."
Yi Qing suddenly interjected, "Master means that last time the Foreign Affairs Hall informed that the new batch of disciples had all left the remote valley, so there was no food available there." Master can't go hungry.
What?
"..." He was hit by a sword in the knee.
Half a meeting.
"Then... what's going on with these people?" He pointed at the five unconscious people on the ground, "You can obviously beat those people from the Xuanyuan family, but you don't directly attack Xuantian Sect, right? For my sake, are you afraid of hurting those low-level disciples?"
"No!" Shen Ying shook her head.
"Why not?"
"Well... there were too many people at that time. It would be very troublesome and take a long time to fight."
"Huh?" What does it mean?
"And it was almost noon." What a pity it was to miss the meal, "So I was totally..."
"Shut up, stop talking!" Gu Yue covered her mouth, and her glass heart shattered into pieces with a bang. Can you honestly live in your head?
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
"Master, where are we going next?" Seeing that the two of them had almost finished eating, Yi Qing put out the fire and tidied up the picnic scene out of habit.
Shen Ying was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at someone next to her who looked resentful.
"Why are you looking at me?" Gu Yue glared at her, still angry, "Who did it all? I don't have anywhere to go now. I can go wherever you like."
Shen Ying thought for a while, then glanced at the five people on the ground who were still standing up, narrowed her eyes, stood up and stretched.
"I have nothing to do after I'm full. How about... find someone to settle the account?"
"..."
"..."
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Shangqingjie, Xuanyuan family.
"Master..." A disciple ran into the back hall in panic, "It's not good, it's not good!"
"What are you yelling about?" The man who was walking up opened his eyes, "How can you be so flustered? What happened?"
"The front hall...two god-transformation monks suddenly broke into the front hall."
"Monk Transformation?" The man frowned, "Since there are monks who have taken refuge, you can just go and ask the Fifth Elder to make arrangements. There is no need to inform me."
"No... they didn't come here to seek refuge. They said... they said they came from the lower world... to settle accounts!"
"What?" Master Xuanyuan's face darkened, "What a big statement. Two god-transforming monks actually dare to come to Master Xuanyuan's house to run wild! Inform the master of the Punishment Hall to take down those two people."
"The hall master has... fallen."
"How is this possible?!" The man looked shocked.
"He...they are sword cultivators. Not only the master of the Punishment Hall, but also several elders of the Transformation God have gone. There is no way to stop those two people."
"The sword cultivator from the lower realm looks very different..." The man opened his eyes wide and walked back and forth anxiously, "Have the five ancestors of Youxian come back?"
"No...no..."
"Not back yet!" The man became even more anxious, "It's a time like this. Quickly notify all the god-transformation monks in the clan to come over and hold back those two sword cultivators."
"Yes, Master." The disciple immediately turned around and ran out.
The man was even more anxious, and sent out several summonses, but no one responded, "What's going on? Why didn't any of the five Youxian uncles respond? Where did they go?"
"Are you talking about them?" Suddenly a female voice sounded in my ear.
The man was startled and turned his head sharply. Only then did he realize that there was another person beside him, "You...who are you? When did you stand here!" He didn't notice it at all.
"My name is Shen Ying, and I came here with that guy just now!" Shen Ying pointed to the direction in which the previous disciple went.
Just now? How could this be possible? He clearly didn't see anyone else coming in. His heart sank as he suddenly thought of something.
"You...are you with the two sword cultivators who broke in?" He took a step back warily, and then he saw that the woman's hand seemed to be holding a rope. He looked along the rope.
I saw something seemed to be tied to the end. The woman pulled it gently, and a string of figures suddenly pulled out, and they all fell to the ground with a thud.
"Uncle!" The man's eyes widened suddenly, and then he realized that the people tied into rice dumplings on the ground were the five wandering immortals who had not returned for a long time, "What are you..."
"Then who...are you their parent? Let's talk about it?"
"Witch, what on earth did you do to my uncle?" The man looked at the other party with an angry face, directly called out a spiritual sword, and slashed at the other party, "How dare you do this to a member of my Xuanyuan family, I will kill him
Got you!"
"Master, no!" the five zongzi said in unison.
One minute later...
Shen Ying swept it with her sleeves, half of the upper seat was smashed, and slowly sat down. She glanced at the back hall, which looked like a typhoon, and stepped on the chest of the head of the Xuanyuan family, which was already swollen to the point of human appearance.