Chapter 9 Miao Miao Was an Accident

In the big square, the original ten arenas have all stopped competing at this moment.

Only in the ring in the middle, there are two people standing opposite each other.

Everyone stared at them intently.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect blushed because they already knew the result.

They must win this competition.

They looked at Yijianmen provocatively, but to their surprise, they didn't see the gray look on the faces of Yijianmen's disciples.

On the contrary, I felt that the people from Yijianmen looked at them strangely.

Zhu Jiahui looked at Feng Ming beside her.

The arc of the corner of her mouth made her eyelids tremble.

She seemed to have overlooked something, but she couldn't find the neglected point for a while.

On the ring, Miao Miao still had the same leisurely look as before, and was even very in a good mood, once again took out a fruit and took a bite.

The tone was vague, "Go ahead."

Yao Miao's indifference was a great provocation and insult to Feng Ling.

Her eyes darkened.

"Since Junior Sister asked me to make the first move, I will be disrespectful."

The sleeves flicked, and the faintly visible green flew out of the opponent's hand and landed around Miao Miao.

Infused with spiritual power, he recited formulas in his mouth.

A patch of greenery rose up around Miao Miao, enveloping people in the blink of an eye.

The greenery is spreading, and the vines are intertwined to form a large green cocoon.

On the big cocoon, pink and white flowers bloomed.

A gust of wind blows, and the fragrance of flowers overflows.

Even through the enchantment, everyone present could smell the fragrance.

The scent rushed into the tip of their noses, making them dizzy for a while.

"This is the fragrance of my senior sister's talent, that piece of wood is doomed."

"Comparing with senior sister just like this, isn't that courting death?"

A disciple of the Hehuan Sect couldn't help but exclaimed, and his eyes shone with splendor.

"Not always."

A male disciple from Yijianmen retorted.

"In this world, not everything is absolute, and accidents happen."

He folded his hands on his chest, looking like an old god was there.

And the disciple of the Hehuan Sect not far away snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and was full of sarcasm, "Hey, it's just a piece of trash, so there is no accident, even if there is an accident, the accident is that our senior sister will win !"

These words reached Fengling's ears through the barrier above the ring. Although Fengling had no expression on her face, she thought so from the bottom of her heart.

Her gifted fragrance is highly poisonous and will trap people in dreams.

Her attack is naturally 10×10, but the master said that she will kill this girl.

But if she can't be aboveboard, then she can only be opportunistic.

What was said to avenge her cousin, just such a stupid cousin, she just deserved her death.

How could she bother?

It's just for Master.

Feng Ling's strength was originally at the golden core stage, and the spiritual power in her body was deep. Even if it was suppressed to the first level of Qi refining, it would be unfair to compare it with the real level of Qi refining.

If there are no accidents, it will indeed be like what Feng Ling thought, and Miao Miao will fall into a deep sleep forever, and eventually her body will die and her soul will die.

But it happened by accident.

Because Yao Miao itself was an accident.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the big green cocoon made a cracking sound.

A crack split the big cocoon in two from the middle.

"hello!"

A fair and cute little face poked out from the crack, waved her white and tender hand at the wind chime, and greeted her politely.

"well……"

The girl's face was a little red and shy.

Her fingertips tugged at a vine.

"Hey, I didn't do it on purpose. The main reason is that the sunshade tent you built for me is too small. I just thought about it and loosened it. Who knew that your vine was so weak, so I pulled it lightly." It cracked in one go."

The scene was silent for a moment, and the joy on the faces of the Hehuan Sect disciples froze, and even Feng Ling's usually deserted face showed a crack.

But Feng Ming couldn't help laughing outright.

Tears of laughter came out.

Little Junior Sister said nothing.

People wanted to attack her, but when they came to her, they became the other party's shade for her.

Isn't this just saying that the other party can't do it in disguise?

Look at Feng Ling's pretending face, it's all broken.

Feng Ming's laughter caught everyone's attention, he cleared his throat, "Sorry, I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it."

After the words fell, there was another burst of laughter.

She gritted her teeth firmly, and said every word, "Senior brother's apprentice, no, ashamed, yes, genius."

"I wonder if Senior Brother can protect her for the rest of his life?"

Apparently, she thought that the reason why Yao Miao was able to destroy her apprentice's talent must be because she had the protective object given by the poor ancestor on her body.

"My apprentice is indeed a genius."

It was a compliment to him.

"Besides, my apprentice, as long as I am here, I will naturally protect her."

Not only him, but also Yijianmen.

Yan Han snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Should it be said that they are worthy of being masters and apprentices.

Feng Ling, who had calmed down on the ring, went with her master.

"Junior sister Miao, it's not a good thing to rely on the teacher so much."

"The cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals, let senior sister come and teach you well today."

Feng Ling's tone was cold, she lifted her skirt and sat cross-legged.

Spreading the palms, a group of green rays of light gathered rapidly.

The green light broke through, and a quaint piano made of green bamboo lay across her lap.

The fingertips hooked the strings, and a piercing rhythm pierced the air and hit Yu Miao.

Yao Miao stood still and did not move, but said something lightly.

"Senior sister, don't use such force, if you accidentally break the string, you will cut your hand."



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The harsher sound, accompanied by the sound of something cracking, caused everyone's eyes to coincidentally be placed on the piano room on Fengling's lap.

At this time, blood dripped from Feng Ling's fingertips and dripped on the body of the piano.

And the piano in front of her had already broken a string.

Her face was pale, cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and there was a burst of sweetness in her throat. This was her natal weapon.

If the natal weapon is damaged, she herself will also be severely injured.

"Oh, look at what I told the senior sister not to use so much force, this is the consequence of disobedience."

Oh, I am too kind!
"It's just senior sister, why are your things so weak? Has it been a long time? Your Hehuan Sect doesn't seem to be short of money. Why don't you have money to exchange for new ones?"

Miao Miao opened her eyes, and suddenly she seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and she lowered her voice subconsciously.

It's just that the voice is so low that everyone present can hear it.

"Could it be that all of them have been withheld by your suzerain, is your suzerain so stingy?"

"How about Senior Sister, come to our Yijianmen, our treatment at Yijianmen is very good, just like when I was apprenticed to a teacher, I gave money, room and package to become an immortal."

Although the money has not arrived, although the house given is just a leaky thatched hut to become an immortal, even though she is only at the first level of Qi refining up to now.

(End of this chapter)

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