Little Aunt Xianmen

Chapter 41
Ling Yiran didn't see any flaws, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Then how many high-grade spirit treasures do you want to take away from me?"

"Nine cows and one hair. Twelve brothers have cultivated well, and they seem to have good luck. It is not difficult to get nine more high-grade spirit treasures. Just nine!" Chen Jiaojiao had already prepared.

She has already set her sights on Ling Yiran's more than [-] high-grade spiritual weapons, including two jade seals, a sword, a dagger, two red swords, a rope, and two rings. Together, there are exactly nine pieces.

"Junior Sister, I only have nineteen high-grade spirit treasures in total. Your appetite is a little bit big." Ling Yiran was taken aback and frowned.

"The wool comes from the sheep. If I told you that after I got nine of your top-grade spirit treasures, I planned to transfer six or seven of them to your personal disciples as a meeting gift, would you still think so?" Chen Jiaojiao grinned.

"Are you sure you will do this?" Ling Yiran was a little disbelieving.

"Of course, I'm also asking the daughter of the head of the Hehuan Sect, the second-highest sect in the Heaven Realm. My father, Xiao Kuo, is still a true immortal who has already ascended to the upper realm. Could it be that I lack a high-rank spiritual treasure?" Chen Jiaojiao looked arrogant. .

Ling Yiran didn't understand how cunning and black-bellied Chen Jiaojiao was at all. After thinking about it, he still chose to trust Chen Jiaojiao.

"Okay, you choose! There are only nine pieces, no more." Ling Yiran said with pain in his heart.

"Okay, thank you twelve senior brothers!" Chen Jiaojiao smiled sweetly.

She stretched out her hand, and put the two jade seals, a sword, a horse dagger, two red swords, a rope, and two rings into the storage ring on her right hand.

Looking at Chen Jiaojiao's actions, Ling Yiran felt a little unwilling after all.

He pointed to Chen Panpan, who was covered by the aura at the bottom of the steps, and told Chen Jiaojiao: "Junior Sister, this is my favorite closed disciple, Chen Panpan. I heard that she is also the cousin of your fiancé Chen Xuanyuan."

"When you first met today, did you give her a gift?"

"Yes, I gave her a loud slap in the face."

"As for the specific reasons, Master and Yuan'er both know, you can ask them, I want to take care of you and Chen Panpan's face, so I won't go into details." Chen Jiaojiao replied very calmly.

"Hmph, don't ask, I already know."

"Panpan said that because she didn't know that you were the master's personal disciple, she thought you were just her cousin's fiancee, so she was confused for a while and made some jokes with you." Ling Yiran was enraged and said angrily .

Chen Jiaojiao glanced at him indifferently, and her tone became angry: "Yes, she just scolded and insulted me, blocked my way, and drew her sword to kill me."

"It's just that it's a big taboo in the sect to draw a sword to assassinate a fellow sect. Are you sure you want to define her behavior as a joke?"

"You guys must have misunderstood. Panpan did this. Before that, Panpan had never drawn a sword against anyone in the sect." Ling Yiran was a little surprised, and his tone eased a lot.

Chen Jiaojiao nodded, and took a breather: "I also thought it was a misunderstanding, so I begged Master just now, since it was the first time Chen Panpan offended me, I will give you a lighter punishment this time. If there is another time, we will be severely punished."

"Master told me that he has been given a lighter punishment. According to the sect's rules, Chen Panpan should actually be abolished and expelled from the sect."

Speaking of this, Chen Jiaojiao looked at Ling Yiran seriously: "Senior Brother Twelve, didn't Chen Panpan tell you this?"

"Before she had time to tell me this, I came directly to find Master." Ling Yiran avoided Chen Jiaojiao's gaze and pretended to be calm.

"You mean to say that the important thing you planned to tell Master in the hall just now is actually such a trivial matter?" Chen Jiaojiao looked in disbelief.

"Panpan is my closed disciple after all. She was publicly punished by Master to kneel for ten days and ten nights. To me and Panpan, it shouldn't be a trivial matter." Ling Yiran said in a low voice with a little confidence.

"Then I am the master's closed disciple after all. I was insulted and assassinated by the twelve senior brothers' closed disciples for no reason. It is not a trivial matter for the master, the twelve senior brothers and me."

"Senior Brother Twelve, the palms and backs of your hands are full of meat!"

"I'm your only little junior sister. I don't ask you to take care of me. At least, when others scold me, insult me, or draw a sword against me, I hope your heart will not be too biased towards others!" Chen Jiaojiao said earnestly. explain.

At the end, she had a look of grievance, and she was about to cry.

Ling Yiran was wronged, and waved his hands a little teasingly: "Okay! Alright!"

"Junior Sister, I know the right and wrong of this matter, and I will not go to Master again to intercede for Panpan!"

After finishing speaking, he sullenly walked away with his sword on the spot.

After his figure disappeared, Chen Jiaojiao always felt that something was wrong. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly realized the reason, and quickly turned his head to look at Chen Panpan, who was kneeling in the column formation.

Chen Panpan was staring at her fiercely, and opened his mouth to say something to her angrily.

But the strange thing is that Chen Jiaojiao didn't hear any of her voice.

Chen Jiaojiao suddenly realized: No wonder she kept quiet after she and Ling Yiran talked for so long near Chen Panpan just now. It turned out that it was because her voice was blocked by someone, so it couldn't be heard at all.

Chen Jiaojiao was a little curious about what Chen Panpan was talking about, and quickly and quietly opened the ear of the wind in his dantian.

At this moment, Chen Panpan's angry roar came from her ears immediately: "Chen Jiaojiao, you vicious and cunning bitch, what are you looking at!"

"Let me tell you, although I don't know why the Seventh Uncle suddenly came to help you and cast me a spell that blocks the sound from coming out, so that my master can't hear the voice of me talking here, but, I I can hear your voices!"

"You wait, this time, I will never let it go!"

"Then what do you want?" Chen Jiaojiao raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

Chen Panpan's expression changed, and he was extremely shocked: "You, how can you hear my voice?"

"Even my master, who is so powerful during the tribulation period, can't hear my voice under the spell that the seventh master gave me to block the voice!"

"Didn't you just form the alchemy, how could you hear-"

"Oh, by the way, I remembered, your father was once bewitched, tell me, did you use the demon way and magic method passed down by your father?"

"Chen Panpan, you just want to remember that my father was once a demon, why didn't you remember that my father has already ascended to immortality?"

"And my father can ascend to immortality, so why is it so difficult for him to leave me an immortal weapon that can break all spells below the real fairyland in the heavens?" Chen Jiaojiao asked without answering.

Chen Panpan was not convinced anymore: "Yo, it's amazing to have a father in a real fairyland-"

"Of course!" Chen Jiaojiao interrupted her with a smile, closed Shunfeng's ears, ignored her, and returned to Ji Cunchang in the Shangqing Palace.

At this time, Ji Cunchang was talking to Chen Xuanyuan and a middle-aged man in a low voice.

When he found her back, Ji Cunchang immediately pointed at her and told the middle-aged man: "Zhonghua, this is your little junior sister Chen Jiaojiao."

"Hello, Jiaojiao, I am Xuan Zhonghua, your seventh senior brother."

"I heard that before your soul returned completely, most of your souls stayed in Huaxia on the other side of the other world for a period of time. We can be regarded as half fellows." Xuan Zhonghua understood, and greeted Chen Jiaojiao with a smile. Chen Jiaojiao extended his right hand friendly.

(End of this chapter)