All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

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Chapter 39 Can't be pulled out (read more)

"One hundred years of Hedong, one hundred years of Hexi, don't bully young poor!"

Subei's hoarse voice just echoed over Bujian Peak!

This!

The voice fell.

In an instant, everyone's heart burst with a bang!

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked at the man who was leaning gently beside the Qingping sword.

"What exactly did the five elders experience?"

"Could it be that the five elders of the past hundred years have always been unspeakable?"

"Yes! For a hundred years, the five elders have always been in the realm of God Transformation! With the ability of the five elders, it is impossible to stay in this realm forever!"

"Could it all have something to do with this Qingping sword!?"

"Eat melons in the front row, do you want beer, drinks, and popcorn?"

"Do you keep your popcorn ready?"

"..."

Subei's eyes flashed a hint of tenderness, and he just stroked the Qingping sword.

The hoarse voice leisurely stated everything:

"A hundred years ago, I discovered that my body seemed to have an inexplicable phenomenon!"

"No matter how I cultivate, how I absorb the spiritual energy of this world, my cultivation still hasn't improved in any way!"

"There will always be a mysterious force to plunder my aura, plunder my soul!"

"Destroy my self-confidence! Destroy my everything!"

"But even so, for the past [-] years, I have been practicing day and night! Just to try to break through myself!"

"..."

Subei looked at the sky in awe, at the thousands of flying swords that seemed to be whining.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Sword Sect seemed to be able to feel the loneliness, the desolation, the unparalleled grief that the world could not integrate into!

A female disciple's eyes were already full of tears, choking and wiping the corners of her eyes, weeping:

"Wuwuwu! If I were the fifth elder! I couldn't bear this kind of pain at all!"

"Yeah, yeah! Every time I cultivate a little, the spiritual energy will disappear inexplicably!"

"Obviously he's a genius, but he's become a piece of trash in everyone's mouths!"

"Furthermore, the Fifth Elder not only did not become decadent, but worked even harder! He became a well-known talent in 21 states!"

"..."

Wen Ren looked at Subei with a quirky expression on his face, and a hint of doubt lingered on his brows.

What does Subei mean that he cultivates day and night?

Ah!

If he cultivated all day, it is estimated that another ancestral tomb of the Sword Sect would have to be placed!

But looking at the agreeable eyes of the disciples of the Sword Sect, he still sighed.

Let him pretend.

After all, he really found the Qingping sword, didn't he?

Save him some face.

Shan Wulan's long eyelashes flickered several times, and his eyes stared at Subei.

Looking at Subei, who frowned and fluttered with immortal energy, his heart was faint.

That perfect frosty face, the skin is tender and fair, without a trace of blemishes, only those watery eyes twinkle gently, and a red plump and fragrant lips seem to move!

Hey, brother!

Brother, it smells so good!

Suddenly, Shan Wuque next to him tilted his head, looked at Subei with a puzzled expression, and said:

"So, Fifth Senior Brother, does everything that happened to you have something to do with this Qingping Sword?"

"Then how did you know that the Qingping Sword was in the ancestral grave? How did you know that it had to be burned?"

"..."

As soon as Shan Wuque's voice fell, everyone suddenly woke up from what North Jiangsu had just said.

Then they all looked at Subei with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Yeah!! So what's the relationship?"

"Why use fire?"

"..."

Subei looked blankly at Shan Wuque, at the pair of watery eyes with a look of anticipation, and at the dangling hair.

Damn!

Why is curiosity so heavy?

It was obvious that he was about to fool himself.

If it wasn't for the prodigal apprentice burning the grave, how would I know this sword was in it?

How does it feel like it was intentional?

Need to give you some color to see tonight!Let you know what is Kenshin!What a flaw!

Subei sighed, looked at Shan Wuque, turned around, and said softly:

"Why do you have to know this? What if you don't use fire?"

"Qingping sword has come out!"

"Everyone has some secrets in their hearts that they don't want others to know...Maybe sad, maybe happy, just taste him quietly!"

"Like this arrogant Qingping sword! Let's just let it be plugged in here quietly and can't be pulled out... Wouldn't it be great?"

"..."

Can't pull it out?

Wen Renping sneered and watched Subei finish the beep.

Ah!There is no stick in this world that my mother can't pull out!

The slender thighs moved slightly, and stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands.

Ok?

Why don't you move?

Everyone's eyes widened as they grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled it upward fiercely to make people feel calm.

"Get up!"

"Get up!"

"..."

Qingping Sword: "..."

Wen Ren calmly stopped, panting, and looked at the sword.

Seeing that everyone looked at him with astonishment, his face turned red, he coughed lightly, tidied up his clothes, and then said leisurely:

"It seems that this kind of divine sword must be a cultivator who is qualified to pull it up!"

"After all, this is the sword sect's peerless treasure! I am afraid that only the master is qualified to pull him up..."

"..."

After hearing Wen Ren's calm explanation, the third elder Mo Xingjian, who had been silent for a while, frowned.

Then he also took a step forward, holding the hilt with both hands!

"I'll try it too!"

"Give me... get up!"

"Get up!"

Qingping Sword: "..."

Seeing that Mo Xingjian didn't pull up the sword, Wen Ren calmly sighed in relief!

Fortunately, not their own problem!

You know how can such an artifact be easily pulled up?

If you can't pull something up by yourself, how can others pull it out?

"I'll try it too!"

Fourth Elder Li Ziyu stepped forward!

Qingping Sword: "..."

"I'll try it too!"

The seventh elder Yu Xie stepped forward!

Qingping Sword: "..."

The cold wind is blowing!