We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

For all the persistent pain of love, for all the persistent pain of hate...

As if the theme song of a large-scale TV series sounded in his ears, Wen Xiangyi felt a chill in his heart, and he quickly hugged Dongfang Qingling.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior sister, my body hurts so much!"

Dongfang Qingling came back to her senses instantly and immediately turned her attention back to Wen Xiangyi, her eyes full of worry.

"Junior sister Wen, hold on." She said as she took the elixir from the storage bag and fed it to Wen Xiangyi.

Wen Xiangyi took the elixir, humming, but feeling happy in her heart.

Who knows, the feeling of being held in the arms of a beautiful and gentle young lady is simply too good!
"Xiangyi!" Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai hurriedly ran up and squatted down to check her injuries.

"I'm fine, I can't die." Wen Xiangyi smiled at them.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, and then they felt relieved when they saw that Wen Xiangyi was not trying to hold on.

Ling Lan looked at Dongfang Qingling and said, "Sister, why are you and Master here?"

If the two of them came all the way to Liuxian City specifically to save the heroine, then they would really be off the mark.

Dongfang Qingling smiled slightly and explained, "Junior Sister Su..."

"I see."

Ling Lan made a stop gesture, indicating that she didn't need to say any more.

Although they have been working hard to make Su Yuning a fool, it turns out that the protagonist's aura is enough to blind them, and some plots are irreversible.

All I can say is, the plot, you are so awesome!

Thinking that Sword Master Qingheng was still holding Su Yuning in his arms at this moment, Ling Lan was worried that Dongfang Qingling would feel bad. She couldn't help but look at her twice, and felt a little relieved when she saw that her expression was as usual.

"Who is this?" Dongfang Qingling looked at Jiang Shaobai.

Seeing the attitudes of Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan, Jiang Shaobai knew that this girl was not on the opposite side, so he smiled lightly and made a sword-holding ceremony, "In Long Aotian, it's Brother Ling and Xiangyi. friend."

Dongfang Qingling nodded and smiled, "I'm Dongfang Qingling."

"Junior sister Su!" At this moment, several people ran out from the dense forest. Their disciple uniforms were stained with blood and their hair was messy. They looked very embarrassed, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

The leader was Ye Yunsheng, who ran over in a hurry. Perhaps he was worried about Su Yuning's condition, and his face looked very anxious.

But when he saw Sword Master Qingheng and Su Yuning in his arms, his whole body froze in place for an instant, with a look of disbelief on his face.

After regaining consciousness, he immediately bowed and saluted, "Sword Master."

The disciples behind him also all bent down, and they were all silent, not daring to say a word.

However, there were murmurings in their hearts. They had previously heard in the sect that Sword Master Qingheng did not like Su Yuning, a young disciple.

Who would have thought that he would come to the rescue in person, and he would hold Su Yuning in his arms even though she was covered in blood.

It's not like I don't like it, I clearly like it very much!

When Wen Xiangyi and the other three saw Ye Yunsheng, they all frowned and just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly to avoid any bad luck.

Fortunately, Sword Master Qingheng was a man who cherished his words like gold. He just glanced at Ye Yunsheng and the others and said expressionlessly, "Return to the sect." Upon seeing this, Ling Lan said to Dongfang Qingling, "Senior sister, Let me support Xiangyi."

"Junior brother, aren't you going back to the sect? You have been out for a while, and junior sister Wen... it will be easier for her to heal if she returns to the sect."

Dongfang Qingling hesitated to speak. She thought about it and did not say the words "sneaking out of the sect".

Wen Xiangyi shook his head, "Senior Sister Dongfang, I feel that I can no longer get promotion within the sect, so I thought of coming out to practice."

Before Dongfang Qingling could answer, Sword Master Qingheng came over and looked at Ling Lan, "Alan, go back to the sect."

Ling Lan showed a careless smile, raised her brows, shook her head and smiled, "Master, you have seen what I am like inside the sect, why not let me practice outside, and I just want to take this time to go back." Let’s take a look at the family.”

As he spoke, he bent down and carried Wen Xiangyi on his back, "If nothing happens, we'll leave first. Junior Sister Wen is injured and needs to be treated quickly."

Su Yuning, who was pretending to be faint in the arms of Sword Master Qingheng, frowned slightly when she heard this.

She has already put a poison on Ling Lan, so she hopes that Ling Lan will follow Sword Master Qingheng back to the sect obediently, so that they can have time alone to activate the love poison.

If Ling Lan doesn't go back, what's the point of activating the love Gu?
And if Ling Lan exposes what happened to her during this period, it will be troublesome!
The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, and her brows became thicker and tighter.

Sword Master Qingheng noticed Su Yuning's changes and said quietly, "Now that you're awake, just open your eyes."

Su Yuning was stunned for a moment and had to open her eyes to look weak, "Master..."

Sword Master Qingheng's handsome brows slightly furrowed, he let go of his hand, and said with a serious expression, "How can you be so fragile as a sword cultivator? After you return, go to Wanjian Cliff to swing your sword ten thousand times every day, and you will also train for an hour. "

Su Yuning did not expect that Sword Master Qingheng would suddenly let go and pull away. She staggered and almost lost her balance. After hearing his words again, her face turned pale.

"Master, I..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ling Lan, "Why, you don't listen to Master?"

Su Yuning heard a hint of schadenfreude in it, and felt very uneasy. The fingers hidden in her sleeves subconsciously clenched a little tighter.

She bit her lip and coughed a few times, then replied weakly, "Senior Brother Ling, of course I will not listen to Master's words, but I will not listen to Master's request for you to return to the sect, so do you also have to listen to Master's words?"

"Ahem, cough, cough! Junior Sister Su, I'm already injured like this. Senior Brother Ling wants to take me for treatment quickly. You are still thinking about returning to the sect. Do you want me to die on the road?"

Wen Xiangyi pinched herself secretly and looked at Su Yuning with tears in her eyes, her expression extremely aggrieved.

Hey, who doesn't know how to pretend to be weak and talk over tea?
Auntie, I was really injured!

Jiang Shaobai on the side also frowned and said, "Brother Ling, Xiangyi's situation looks very bad."

Upon hearing this, Sword Master Qingheng cast his eyes on Wen Xiangyi and stared at her thoughtfully.

Wen Xiangyi lay on Ling Lan's back and did not look at him, thinking in her heart that the Qing Heng Sword Master really had no eyesight and had to take Ling Lan back, right?

Unexpectedly, Sword Master Qingheng said, "Did you pick this sword from the Ten Thousand Swords Pool?"

He raised his hand and pointed at the longevity sword that had returned to Wen Xiangyi's side.

Wen Xiangyi looked at him with some confusion, why did the topic suddenly come to the Changsheng Sword.

She nodded first, then shook her head and said, "To be precise, we have a two-way choice. It's not that I tamed it."