Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 4 Provocation
"It's still five bottles of balm, right?"

Balsam paste is the most commonly bought item by disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and it is used to wipe and maintain the blade.

One bottle can be used for one month, and Lu Yun who comes every month starts with five bottles.

Those shards are greedy, if spiritual power is a delicacy, then this balm is the shards' dessert.

Every time I don't come to order, I will be awkward.

"Yes, another bottle of Gupendan."

The Consolidation Pill, which has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the vitality, can make the sword intent in her body more restrained.

Although the fragments are greedy, they also give a lot of benefits.

Except for that sword art, under the influence of the fragments, Lu Yun's sword intent was sharp and frightening. Once it was released, ordinary monsters around would not dare to approach it.

In sparring with others, her sword intent can overwhelm the opponent by three points at the beginning.

However, Lu Yun was careful enough to restrain her sword intent, and didn't want people to find out about her.

After all, this fragment did not appear in the original text.

While talking, there was a loud noise at the door, and some people walked in.

The leader laughed when they saw Lu Yun.

"Yo, isn't this Senior Sister Lu?"

"Why, you know you can't beat Senior Sister Feng, so you came to buy pills to forcibly improve your cultivation?"

The mocking voice made Lu Yun's cheeks twitch.

If you buy anything, you will be watched by crowds, and you will not be able to survive. She really wants to escape.

Ignoring those people, Lu Yun gave Lingshi and was about to leave, but was stopped.

"Lu Yun, call you senior sister, you really think of yourself as senior sister."

"If the third elder hadn't picked you up back then, you wouldn't know where to beg."

"It's up to you, why are you arguing with Senior Sister Feng?"

"If you are sensible, hand over the spiritual fruit."

This is said very loudly.

Because of Lu Yun's social fear on weekdays, he seldom interacts with the rest of the sect.

Most of the disciples' memories of Lu Yun were that the other party was the youngest disciple of Wentian Peak, and the master was the third elder.

Other than that, not much is known.

Many people thought that Lu Yun was lucky enough to be accepted by the third elder as his apprentice.

Unlike other peaks where there are many disciples, there are only five disciples on Wentian Peak, and the first four are men. Lu Yun is a daughter, and many people have been jealous over the years.

Looking at the arm that blocked her, Lu Yun remembered the lesson from the original owner, so she drew her sword.

The cold air emanating from Hanjiang Snow Blade almost froze the surrounding aura.

There was a wild look on the face with clear eyes and plain face.

Lu Yun, who was holding a sword, was full of brilliance.

The sword pointed at the opponent's front door, without words, the opponent also felt Lu Yun's overbearing.

"Ha ha!"

With a sneer, the man also drew his sword.

A sword stabbed over, very quickly.

It is the Blue Wind Sword Art that all disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect will practice. The sword moves are ethereal and agile like the wind, making them unpredictable.

But the opponent's sword was a flaw in Lu Yun's eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, Lu Yun used the same Cangfeng Sword Art, the same sword art, it was like some kind of miraculous technique under Lu Yun's hands.

Picking up the long sword, the shadow of the sword is like a dragon.

But as soon as he made the last move, Lu Yun suppressed the disciple.

The sword wind rose from the ground, and the blue wind condensed like a knife. This sword turned into countless lights and shadows in the opponent's eyes, and it was hard to tell which one was real.

When the disciple came back to his senses, Lu Yun's sword was already pointing at his forehead.

Han Jiangxue's sword tip pierced the disciple's forehead, leaving a little red mark.

The flood of cold air froze the disciple's head.

The opponent's face was as black as the bottom of a pot in the ice, but there was a sense of fear in his eyes.

The cold ice not only caused damage to his body, but even his aura had a tendency to freeze.

If this continues, he will be frozen to death.

The body froze in place, and the disciple wanted to call for help, but his mouth was blocked by ice and he couldn't speak.

"Junior Sister Lu, since the other party has already lost, why should you put your heart into this?"

But a soft voice appeared beside the disciple, accusing Lu Yun of being too vicious.

The slender fingers pointed at the cold ice, and the ice layer cracked, allowing the opponent to breathe, panting heavily with his red face.

But he couldn't help but look at the person beside him, adoring and admiring him.

It was Feng Yuyao who came, and Song Xiao was by her side.

The hero and heroine are all here.

Lu Yun suddenly felt that maybe she should learn the method of concealment from the third senior brother, so that she can quietly leave in the crowd of thousands of people.

Otherwise, if she is stared at by these people every day, she is afraid that she will kill them all.

She really doesn't want to communicate with so many people.

Who will save her!

Roaring in his heart, Lu Yun remained calm.

Seeing Feng Yuyao's attack, Lu Yun put away the sword and dropped it by his side, and was about to leave with a step.

"Junior Sister!"

But passing by Feng Yuyao, the other party suddenly grabbed Lu Yun's arm.

A chill hit, and Lu Yun almost drew his sword again.

She suppressed the goosebumps on her body, and looked at the other party in confusion: "What's the matter?"

After half a day's work, the other party's injuries were almost healed.

Lu Yun's long eyelashes trembled, covering the dark light in his eyes.

The heroine in the book has never been a kind person, she is a woman who is very good at using her appearance to gain the favor of others.

Under the seemingly soft surface, there is a deep scheming and a lot of calculations.

Coupled with outstanding talent and the assistance of the male protagonist, it is natural to become the Yuyao fairy respected by everyone in the cultivation world.

Just like the original owner.

She really thought she died of a quick talk.

But Lu Yun knew that it was just that the other party felt that what the original owner said would tarnish her reputation and was an eyesore, so she simply used this as an excuse to completely out of sight and out of mind.

She came here through time travel, and she didn't want to deal with this kind of person who is protected by heaven and good at calculating, so she avoided it for ten years.

It's just that now it seems that I can't hide.

"Do you know?"

Song Xiao on the side spoke abruptly.

He looked at Lu Yun with scrutiny.

When the engagement was terminated, the other party was decisive, but why they still appeared here attracted their attention.

"Well, this is Junior Sister Lu Yun Lu, who was snatched during the previous trial..."

"Anyway, we know each other."

When Feng Yuyao faced Song Xiao, her gaze was very beautiful.

Halfway through speaking, I felt like I was slipping, so I stopped.

But it was enough for Song Xiao to understand what had happened.

"It was you who took Yuyao's spiritual fruit and injured Yuyao?"

Song Xiao, who was a little impressed by Lu Yun, suddenly turned cold, with a ferocious killing intent.

This is to protect the wife.

"Junior brother, it's not like this, I was not careful..."

Mentioning this, Feng Yuyao's face was full of sadness, she pulled Song Xiao's sleeve, and softly persuaded.

"I don't blame Junior Sister."

It is pointed out that Lu Yun stole the spiritual fruit and does not blame Lu Yun.

Feng Yuyao's attitude can be said to have earned enough sympathy.

"I think Senior Sister Feng is just too kind. This kind of person who draws his sword at the same door at the slightest disagreement, can't be a good person."

"Look at her, if Senior Sister Feng hadn't come in time, the senior brother who was injured by her might be in danger."

"Such a small-minded person is really ugly."

"Hmph, she is not worthy of the name of a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect. In my opinion, a person like her should be expelled from the sect."

(End of this chapter)