The Queen of Sword Cultivation is against the sky again

Chapter 57
Xiao Jingye asked, "Yan'er, can I do it now, I really want to hit someone now."

Xie Lingyan said, "Okay, if you have the strength, why not help me climb up that big rock from the bottom of the mountain, maybe when the enemy comes, you can roll down such a big rock and push away a big piece."

Xiao Jingye: "..." This joke is not funny at all, with the ability to smash rocks with one punch, any monk can catch a lot with one punch.

Xie Lingyan stopped talking nonsense, she went to change her clothes, then picked up the saber and came out and said: "Let's go, it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since you are so tireless, I will walk with you."

Xiao Jingye refused to let go, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Do you have a better way?"

"Yes, let's join hands and fight together. As long as we leave Floating Cloud City, their Lei family can't do anything to us."

Xie Lingyan sighed inexplicably, "Xiao Jingye, I don't want to take this risk. After leaving Floating Cloud City, there are still many unknowns waiting for my brother and grandma. You will be fine, but our family of three can't always rely on you."

Xiao Jingye said, "We can help you, it's a matter of little effort."

"Of course, the Lei family said the same thing before. They gave us a little something to be kind to us. Later, they felt that I was a burden, so they wanted to kill me."

She dare not gamble.

They have nothing to do with her. It's okay if they can escape, but if they can't escape, and their grandma and brother are also implicated, who is to blame?

"I'm leaving. Don't forget what you promised me. Be sure to protect my grandma."

She thought, maybe without me, my brother and grandma would be safer.

Grandma looked at the child who turned her back, with tears in her eyes.

In fact, she still has nothing to say.

Xie Lingyan didn't know the decision in her grandmother's heart, she went to the Hongmen banquet alone.

The white-haired fairy asked, "What are the chances of winning?"

"do not know."

"Dare to go if you don't know?"

"Always have to face."

She walked in front alone, followed by a large group of people, all of them were disciples of the Yulan Sect, a mighty group of people walked across the long street with a grand occasion.

Xie Lingyan looked back and asked, "What do you mean, are you working so hard just to set up a battle for me?"

A male disciple walking side by side said, "Please thank Miss for keeping her word."

Xie Lingyan raised her eyebrows, she turned to look at the indifferent Senior Brother Xu, "What if I don't keep my word?"

"Then there will be rivers of blood flowing in the Sunset Cloud Valley." This person didn't seem to be joking.

He was serious, he was telling the truth, his name was Xu Xiaosheng, and he was the fourth elder's disciple. He originally wanted to worship Lei Hongxiao as his teacher, but Lei Hongxiao didn't want to accept disciples, so he became the fourth elder's disciple.

Xu Xiaosheng is a man of few words. He has a high level of cultivation. He is 21 years old. He returned to the Mingyan Saint Realm. The elders of the Yulan Sect attach great importance to this child who does not seek trouble or cause trouble, and is especially hardworking and eager to learn.

"Senior brother Xu, please do it yourself, do I have such a big face?"

"Why the yin and yang weirdness? Actually, you know why, Xie Lingyan."

Xie Lingyan didn't understand. It stands to reason that Xu Xiaosheng is not the kind of person who does things against his will in order to get attention or something.

Is something wrong?

Xie Lingyan became puzzled.

Xu Xiaosheng didn't say any more, and silently walked the empty street with the girl in white clothes like snow.

In the early morning, there was no one on the street, only a person was yelling and selling, and some shops were even closed.

Xie Lingyan was worried, because she was afraid that the devil Lei Yonghu would really kill him.

There are more than [-] families living near Luoxia Valley, each of which has three or four families.

If they were all killed, Luoxia River would really be stained red with blood.

Moreover, if the villagers die, the blame will be placed on Xie Lingyan.

Lei Yonghu would spread rumors that it was the work of traitors.

Thinking of the villain's pressing and trapping step by step.

Killing intent raged in her heart.

Xu Xiaosheng asked, "Why did you do something to offend the sect?"

Xie Lingyan asked back, "What did I do?"

Xu Xiaosheng said angrily, "Is it your fault that you fought against the disciples of the sect?"

He said, "You scolded the suzerain in front of everyone, as a disciple, is this something you should do?"

He continued, "And you fought in the Yulan Sect and severely injured the people in the handyman's garden. Some people died, do you know?"

Xie Lingyan frowned, it's impossible, she didn't kill anyone that day, how could someone die?
Xu Xiaosheng said, "Xie Lingyan, you are such a ruthless and indifferent person. Other people's lives are not important to you. You keep saying that it is for your younger brother and grandma, but you actually think that they are your support."

Xie Lingyan: "..." She didn't expect Senior Brother Xu to have such profound insights, and she really couldn't help but want to present him with an award.

Xu Xiaosheng said, "Your grandma, Ji Rongdiao, is from the Ji family, and the Ji family can rival the Su family in the imperial capital, because you made a big fuss in the Yulan sect, your grandma wrote back to the imperial capital, asking the Ji family to take action, The suzerain has no choice but to cooperate with the Su family."

"..."

After all, don't you just want to say that Yu Lanzong is always innocent and Lei Yonghu is not guilty?

Xie Lingyan didn't want to listen anymore, she quickened her pace and approached the familiar yet unfamiliar sect.

In the Yulan sect, there are three big characters hanging on the main entrance, which is majestic and majestic.

The gate tower of Yulanzong's archway is very poetic and picturesque, inheriting the lingering and softness of the rain; it has also become magnificent and colorful.

Rain is a wonderful sight. It is said that the founder of the mountain was Mu Yu's epiphany.

Xie Lingyan never disliked this sect, and also thought it was her home.

However, people in the sect didn't like her, especially the master of the sect, who wanted to kill her completely.

She doesn't want to be sacrificed.

When I walked in, I saw the people in the handyman's garden, their faces were full of anger, obviously thinking about the embarrassment of being put down by a sword last time.

Xie Lingyan looked at the incompetent people who were dissatisfied, and seeing them so aggrieved and helpless, felt inexplicably happy.

Sometimes when I think about it, the existence of the word waste has a certain meaning.

Some people are indeed useless. They are obviously not as good as others, but they still want to come out and lose face.

She was almost bound by these trash, and they felt that she should become like many people, a villain who has no independent opinions and follows others. In their view, only being in the same boat can make them feel better.

"Sigh." Xie sighed helplessly, "How can people's hearts be so complicated?"

If they didn't bully her, how could she do it?

She couldn't give more sympathy to these poor people.

She continued to walk in.

There are hundreds of people in the handyman garden, who specialize in doing odd jobs, doing the hardest work, and are used as human shields in critical moments. Some of the people here have lost their fighting spirit, and some are selfish to the extreme.

There are also hundreds of disciples from the outer sect. They are the second wall of flesh, and they are also working hard. They only serve the disciples of the inner sect. To advance to the inner sect, one does not know how many silent sacrifices one would have to make.

Continuing to walk in, passing through the outer gate, I saw a group of people standing in the distance staring at each other, their eyes were full of anger, and their fists were clenched hard.

(End of this chapter)