There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Nie Wushuang sat on the bluestone.

The bluestone sat on the cliff.

The bluestone stood opposite a green pine. The mountain wind blew from the front of the cliff through the deep valley. The green pine swayed, but the bluestone stood still.

"Swoosh!"

The golden eagle screamed and rushed down.

It had been following Nie Wushuang for some time.

It seemed that this guy should be the falcon trained by the two men. After the master was killed, he still performed his duties faithfully and tracked the whereabouts of the murderer.

Sometimes, pets are more loyal than people.

But, don't do this next time!

Nie Wushuang suddenly stood up and waved his hand.

The long sword in his hand turned into a long rainbow and flew from the cliff to the air. In an instant, it flew dozens of feet away.

The golden eagle flapped its wings and wanted to fly away.

Too slow!

The long sword flew over and split it in two. It fell down without even a wail, falling along the cliff and falling into the endless valley.

Nie Wushuang was pale and shook.

This body was too weak. The previous sword was the limit. Even if the divine consciousness was as boundless as the ocean, it could not be used at will.

Only a little could be used.

Take your time!

I'm not in a hurry!

Nie Wushuang looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the nine heavens and fell on the endless void.

Then, he left the cliff and disappeared into the forest.

…

Cheng Lijun tightly grasped the long sword, pursed her lips, and walked out of the forest with a resolute expression.

Then, she saw Nie Wushuang.

He was sitting on the dirt slope by the roadside with a pale face to rest. He was alone and did not see his third junior brother Lu Guang.

Cheng Lijun took a deep breath and rushed over.

"Big sister..."

Nie Wushuang looked up at Cheng Lijun.

The original body had a close relationship with this big sister. They grew up together, and the cultivation methods were all taught by this big sister who was three years older than him.

The original body was an orphan. In his heart, this senior sister was not only a relative, but also the only white moonlight.

If it were the original body, most of his eyes would have been filled with tears at this time, with strong emotions in his eyes.

Now, of course, he couldn't do this again, so he just called out softly, and the emotions mixed in his voice were not strong.

This was already his limit.

"Where is your third senior brother?"

Cheng Lijun asked without seeing Lu Guang.

She was not a particularly sensitive person, and she was under a lot of pressure because she had a secret in her heart, so she didn't notice Nie Wushuang's abnormality.

"Third senior brother!"

"He said he was going to help the senior sister lead away the pursuers, and he separated from me halfway."

Nie Wushuang said.

Cheng Lijun frowned.

"Let's go."

"Can you walk?"

"No, I'll carry you."

After that, she inserted the long sword into the scabbard and squatted down in front of Nie Wushuang.

"No need!"

"Senior sister, I can walk by myself."

Nie Wushuang hurriedly stopped her.

If I was carried on the back of a little girl, wouldn't I, Nie Wushuang, become a joke?

This is absolutely impossible!

After that, the two of them walked along the mountain path towards the outside of the mountain.

After walking for a while, Nie Wushuang looked back, but it was just an unconscious look back, but Cheng Lijun misunderstood.

"Little Junior Brother, don't be afraid, no one will chase us."

Cheng Lijun said.

"Huh?"

Nie Wushuang expressed his surprise appropriately and glanced at her.

"Anyway, there is no danger, go with peace of mind."

After saying that, Cheng Lijun pursed her lips and lowered her head with a solemn expression.

The murderer who intercepted them died. Logically, she should be happy, and the dead junior brothers would be able to rest in peace if they knew about it.

However, the identity of the murderer was a bit important.

Cheng Lijun had met the young man once. He was the son of the Cui family in the county city, a noble man who was high above.

In the past, when she came to Changlin County, the bigwigs of all the major forces in the county rushed to lick his ass. It was also at that party that she met that guy.

Cui Xianglin?

It seems to be called this name.

Cheng Lijun didn't know why the other party wanted to kill her people, nor did she know who killed him and his bodyguards...

She only knew that this matter was not over!

...

"What!"

Staring at Lu Guang who was bowing his head below, Cheng Nanpeng slapped the table in front of him to pieces. He stood up suddenly, and all the drunkenness dissipated.

After standing up, he staggered and almost fell.

His Qixia Sword Sect only had a few cats and cats. As the head and master, he couldn't do without the wine jar and was drunk all day long.

The apprentices he accepted were all taught by women on behalf of their fathers.

This does not mean that he would be indifferent if all the disciples died. According to Lu Guang, even if his daughter didn't die at that time.

Now, most of them are in danger.

"Master!"

"Although I tried my best to lead the pursuers away, no matter how I shouted or provoked, I couldn't attract the pursuers..."

"Master, it's all my fault!"

Under the stage, Lu Guang hung his head and stamped his feet, crying loudly.

"No!"

"I want to go and see!"

Cheng Nanpeng staggered to the side and wanted to take down the long sword hanging on the wall. His fingers were trembling, and he couldn't take down the sword for a while.

"Master!"

Lu Guang rushed over and hugged Cheng Nanpeng's thigh.

"The murderer is very powerful. One person is holding the line and the other is attacking. After a few encounters, several brothers died. We can only run away..."

"Master, there are only you and me left in Qixia Sword Sect. You can't get hurt!"

He cried and cried bitterly.

Cheng Lijun and Nie Wushuang saw this scene when they walked in.

Good acting!

Nie Wushuang gave a thumbs up to his third brother in his heart.

In fact, they walked in with Lu Guang at the same time, and they saw and heard all the performances of that guy.

"Master, my little brother and I are back!"

Cheng Lijun said with a gloomy face.

Lu Guang's crying stopped abruptly. At that moment, the expression on his face was extremely wonderful and difficult to describe.

He blinked his eyes, changed his face in an instant, and joy jumped up.

"Big sister, little brother, you are still alive!"

Cheng Lijun glanced at him.

"Third brother, you and little brother go out first, I have something important to discuss with the master..."

"Oh."

Lu Guang lowered his head and walked out dejectedly.

...

"What!"

Cheng Nanpeng slapped the air with one palm.

The table in front of him had been smashed by him before.

"Cui family?"

"Hexi County Cui family, a family of aristocracy, a noble son, died in Mangcang Mountain, this matter has anything to do with us?"

"What should I do, what should I do!"

Cheng Nanpeng was sweating profusely, turning back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

"Father, you should be clear-headed! He was the murderer who killed the second junior brother and others. He was killed by others. What does it have to do with us?"

Cheng Lijun raised her voice, her black ponytail swinging.

"I am very clear-headed!"

Cheng Nanpeng stood still and shouted at Cheng Lijun.

"Do you think those aristocratic families will reason with small people like us?"

"If they can't find the murderer, they will definitely blame us!"

"This world has always been like this!"

"Yes, it doesn't make sense, it's very cruel!"

"But what can we do!"

Finally, Cheng Nanpeng roared in despair.

Cheng Lijun's eyes were blazing with fire, and she gripped the hilt tightly, with veins on the back of her hand exposed, and the same was true on her snow-white neck.

With a long sigh, Cheng Nanpeng looked at his daughter somewhat dejectedly and said softly.

"Lijun, how about you agree to that marriage?"

"The Sword Sect is stronger than the Cui family, and we are related by marriage. If not... they would not have found a small family like us."

"For our Qixia Sword Sect, for your brother!"

"How about you agree to it?"

After saying that, he looked at Cheng Lijun pitifully as if begging.

Cheng Lijun's face was pale, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and there was a faint light in her eyes, but the tears never fell.

For a moment, she was speechless.