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Chapter 10
At a rare critical moment, Sang Ning was still in the mood to glance at the group of monks beside Shuyu. Although the colors were the same, they were all the same.

The lights above her head were bright, and she could clearly see that although the two parties were in Taoist robes, upon closer inspection, the Taoist robes on Shuyu's side were obviously better than those of the monks by more than 01:30.

Fa Yin instantly came to Sang Ning's eyes, she was concentrating, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the purple spiritual power lingered at her fingertips.

But she didn't expect that when the seal was about to reach her face, it would be blocked by a majestic frost-colored spiritual power, and it would be defeated in just a moment.

The spiritual power in the lobby was surging, and everyone was frightened and dumbfounded, watching the scene in a daze.

The tea cup in Shu Yu's hand fell a few millimeters in front of the monk and shattered into petals.

Deterrence means a lot.

The cultivator didn't leave any room for his shot, but now his spiritual power was backlashing, he staggered back a few steps, and spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

A group of monks behind him quickly surrounded her and supported her.

At this moment, when Ling Yuanzong's disciple saw his uncle make a move, he took a careful look at Sang Ning, and then he suddenly remembered that she seemed to be the girl who was so embarrassed that night that she couldn't hide her special look.

Master uncle treated her unusually twice, could it be...

The spiritual power of Sang Ning's fingertips went out silently, and he blinked his big eyes as if he was also frightened by the situation in front of him.

"Sang Ning, are you alright? I, I almost thought that you had, already... Forget it, that's all in the past, it's all my fault, I didn't protect you well, as long as you're fine."

"Why did you come to the mansion of the city lord, why didn't you come to me."

The scholar didn't know when, but he came in front of Sang Ning, grabbed her arm, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again, and asked her several questions in succession.

The scholar's name is Chen Shi, and he is the one who brought his original body to Nancheng.

Sang Ning frowned and kept silent.

She lowered her head and looked coldly at the hand he was holding her tightly, and silently tried her best to break free from his hand.

Chen Shi was at a loss for a moment, and then he didn't care about her disgusted look at all, instead he softly comforted her in a low voice, "Sang Ning, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Sang Ning sneered inwardly, if you could protect her, you wouldn’t know that you already had a fiancée, and bring a young woman home, knowing that the monks had discovered her identity, conspired against her, and even set up restrictions, unwilling to let her go .

The tragedy that caused the tragic death of the original body later.

"What is the meaning of Wuxiang Xianjun? This demon girl cruelly killed the senior brother of our sect. As an example for all monks, Xianjun did something to protect the demon girl. How can he convince the public?!"

The cultivator who had just made a move spat out a mouthful of blood, and asked Shu Yu sternly.

The movement over there quickly interrupted Sang Ning's thoughts, and also moved everyone's eyes away from Sang Ning.

The atmosphere in the whole lobby became solemn, one was the closed disciple of Shuimu Sect, and the other was the uncle of Ling Yuanzong.

Although the Shuimu sect is not comparable to the Ling Yuan sect, it is still a well-known sect. The outside world even calls the Shuimu sect the Xiaoling Yuan sect because of the similar color of their costumes.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be the guest invited by the city lord.

The world of cultivating immortals is the place where the strength of rank is the most important.

"What? No way?"

It can be described as extremely arrogant.

Sang Ning couldn't help but feel that Shu Yu, as a protoss, did have this capital, and wondered if any new protoss were born during the years of her death?
Shu Yu raised the corners of his lips, and there was an unpredictable smile on the corners of his lips, but his eyes were cold, and everyone could clearly feel his displeasure.

"You! Everyone in the world said that Wuxiang Xianjun is Hua Qingfeng, like a gentleman of jade, but I didn't expect that you are a person who is famous and dignified!"

"For the sake of a demon girl, hurting me and other practitioners is a waste of the world's praise for you!"

One of the people who helped the injured monk was full of indignation, pointing at Shu Yu and swearing at him, without the demeanor of a monk.

Shu Yu got up and walked down the stairs slowly. His long body stood tall, and the white clothes of the wide-sleeved gown hung down. As he walked, the dark patterns of lotus flowers on the hem of the clothes were faintly visible.

"You, what are you going to do! What? Phaseless Immortal Lord is so angry that he wants to kill someone to silence him?!"

The cultivator watched Shu Yu walk down the steps, obviously trembling with fright, but still pouted with disdain on his face.

If ignoring the undisguised fear in his eyes and the two wars, Sang Ning might think that he would rather die than surrender.

"What do you mean! Our uncle has always been a gentleman!"

"That's right, you Shuimu Sect use the heart of a gentleman to take the belly of a villain!"

The monks on Shuyu's side also started to commotion.

It was the older senior brother who comforted him silently, got up and saluted the whole group of Shuimu Sect: "My fellow Taoist, my uncle has always been wise and never hurt innocent people."

"Hmph, isn't your Ling Yuanzong always high-sounding?"

Seeing that the two sides are about to fight again,

Shu Yu glanced at them indifferently, and the two parties unexpectedly quieted down, but he walked slowly towards Sang Ning instead.

Sang Ning blinked, and just about to give him a big smile back, she turned her back to block it.

"Xianjun, Aning is just an ordinary little girl who doesn't understand anything, I hope Xianjun doesn't blame her for being reckless."

She squeezed her fingers, listening to Chen Shi's words with a bit of coldness.

Hypocrites.

There was a coolness on the corner of Shu Yu's lips, and when he moved his sleeves, Chen Shi was brushed away by his spiritual power. He didn't even look at Chen Shi, who had an ugly face, but took another step closer. He stared at her with an unpredictable expression.

"Your name is Sang Ning."

He asked the first sentence.

The two groups of people in the hall were still facing each other fiercely, but because of the sound of Shu Yu, everyone was rarely quiet.

The city lord silently raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his brow, and propped his fat body tremblingly on the table so as not to sit down on the ground.

"Sangning is exactly my name, Xianjun..."

The tail sound is long and has a long-lasting taste.

Shu Yu didn't speak, and stared deeply at her for a long time, thinking of something, his cold phoenix eyes couldn't help revealing a faint smile.

But he quickly regained his composure, and said to Sang Ning unquestionably, "Since my name is Sang Ning, I have a predestined relationship with this lord. I happen to be short of a maid who serves tea and water by my side."

Shu Yu made a final decision, and her tone of voice was full of undeniable rejection.

maid?

Who do you look down on!
Just as the word "No" was about to blurt out, Shu Yu squinted her phoenix eyes where no one could see, and handed her a warning from her own experience.

Sang Ning thought about her current frail body. Although the Tengluo family is little known, it is hard to guarantee that she will not meet someone with evil intentions. She swallowed back the words in desperation.

Everyone in the hall had complex expressions, and Ling Yuanzong's disciples also looked as if their jaws dropped in shock.

The lofty Wuxiangxianjun, their respected uncle, actually looked at a monster race differently?
(End of this chapter)