After the fall, the fairies caught me and repaid their debts

Even if she loses her spiritual veins, she will do her best to help him find a way to bring him back to the right path. She has never given up...

But what about Ange?

His current sloppy state of mind is what disappointed An Luoyi the most.

Cultivation is a personal matter after all, no matter how much An Luoyi wants to help He Ange, what's the point if he doesn't care at all?

Even, now that He Ange can be late even for the martial arts competition, does he really still have his senior sister in his eyes?

"Senior sister, I just went outside to practice, and I was so focused on my work that I forgot the time."

With the sword pressed against his chin, He Ange smiled awkwardly and explained.

An Luoyi listened, looking at the young man's smiling face, she wanted to soften her heart and trust him again, but the woman's breath she suddenly sensed in He Ange made the fairy's eyes fierce again——

"Cultivation?"

She couldn't help but sneered a little self-deprecatingly: "You might as well just say that you are going to double cultivation with wild women."

An Luoyi admitted that He Ange had an extraordinary appearance, and as a boy in adolescence, he should indeed have some impure desires.

But in the past, he still spent most of his time with An Luoyi, at most he said some witty words to his senior sister, and sat on the sidelines silently admiring her senior sister's sword dance.

An Luoyi never imagined that not long after she snubbed He Ange, he already smelled of other women...?

So, as long as it's a woman, anyone can do it?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, An Luoyi really couldn't help but want to give He Ange a sword to have a good time.

But she couldn't do it.

Talking about killing him is really just lip service.

"No, Senior Sister, you have misunderstood, I am really serious about cultivation, if you don't believe me, take a look!"

Seeing that An Luoyi's resentment toward him was getting deeper and deeper, He Ange hurriedly argued... Oh no, let's explain.

In front of her, he raised his hand to condense his spiritual power, and showed his cultivation base that had just completed foundation establishment.

For a moment, the powerful aura that hit his face made it difficult for a late alchemy expert like An Luoyi to hide his trembling.

This familiar sense of oppression is the strength he should have had long ago!

When she came back to her senses, when she looked at He Ange again in surprise, she saw the young man looking at her with a sunny face——

"Senior sister, did you not disappoint you this time?"

5. Even if he is trash, only I can say that about him

"Senior sister, did you not disappoint you this time?"

He Ange said proudly.

Although he is down and out now, Hao Lai was also a talented player in the past, and he still has this confidence in front of An Luoyi.

The senior sister is very cold and fierce, He Ange knows, he is just not afraid.

"You... have actually established a foundation?"

Surprised by the improvement of the former's strength, An Luoyi blinked and blinked her original cold eyes, feeling relieved in her heart, instinctively wanted to praise He Ange, but she didn't want to make this stinky junior brother too proud.

Therefore, An Luoyi still didn't show too happy, but silently put away the Silver Phoenix Sword, staring at He Ange's face curiously:

"Over the past year, I have provided you with so many methods, but all of them have had little effect... But now, you can build a foundation overnight?"

"He Ange, how did you do it?"

When asked this question, An Luoyi's cold eyes obviously softened a lot, and the previous anger because of He Ange's lateness was all forgotten.

He Ange pondered for a moment, then replied:

"Actually, Senior Sister, what you said just now is correct... To be honest, Senior Sister Ranyue helped me practice last night. She used her own internal energy to perform exercises for me, which mobilized the spiritual energy in my body to cooperate with the foundation building .”

He spoke in a serious manner, without any sign of concealment.

So much so that An Luoyi really believed it.

"Junior sister Ranyue? Will she help you so kindly?"

Reminiscent of that little junior sister Yuanqi who always liked to talk to He Ange on weekdays, Fairy's expression gradually became complicated.

Xia Ranyue is a female inner sect disciple with a lot of ingredients. She is naturally charming and can grasp a man's mind very well. Nowadays, many brothers and sisters of the Shengxu Sect follow her like puppies and fawn on her.

Some time ago, Xia Ranyue always went to He Ange for no reason, and An Luoyi felt that she was plotting something wrong, so she gave her some warnings in private.

Unexpectedly...

She actually helped He Ange build the foundation?

Could it be that he misunderstood Junior Sister Ranyue?

Just when An Luoyi was about to continue asking for details, He Ange's distracted eyes made An Luoyi aware of the unexpected guest behind her.

"He Ange, so you still have the face to come back?"

Inside the sect, several male cultivators came out, looking directly at He Ange, who was being confronted by An Luoyi, with unkind smiles.

For a time, the atmosphere produced friction.

In the crowd, the elder brother Neimen, dressed in Taoist robes, stood up. He first glanced at He Ange, and then at An Luoyi:

"It's true, Senior Sister An, you are a true disciple, why are you so concerned about a trash who doesn't even dare to go on stage in a martial arts competition?"

The voice of the senior brother fell, and soon, several younger brothers also walked down the steps triumphantly, and walked towards He Ange eagerly.

"Yes, what Senior Brother Wang Qiong said is true!"

"You don't need to get your hands dirty with such a useless piece of trash, just let me wait and serve him."

Seeing that several younger brothers had already surrounded He Ange, Wang Qiong's expression on the top of the steps became even more smug.

Three years ago, he was the young master of the Li family in the capital.

Back then, when the capital held a "Junior Swordsmanship Exchange" contest, 15-year-old Wang Qiong had several sword fights with He Ange.

At that time, Miss An's family was He Ange's backstage, and An Luoyi was sitting in the auditorium. He Ange, a brat, was crazy. He didn't pay attention to the young master Wang Qiong at all. Hit, let Wang Qiong severely humiliated.

This also indirectly led to He Ange stepping into the fairyland one step ahead of Wang Qiong.

But now, Wang Qiong also came to Shengxuzong.

Not only that, he won consecutive victories in the monthly competition in just two months, won the approval of the elders, and was promoted from the outer sect to the inner sect!

This is much better than He Ange, the good-for-nothing of the Wannianwaimen!

Now, no one in the Shengxu sect knows that even An Luoyi, the elder sister who once loved He Ange the most, has treated He Ange with cold eyes.

Without the backer blocking the way, this is simply the best time for Wang Qiong to take revenge!

"He Ange, do you think that if you don't participate in the competition, you can avoid the ending of being a sandbag for me?"

"Do you still remember how you humiliated me by trampling me under your feet? You thought that if you could avoid the contest, you would be able to avoid my young master?"

The more Wang Qiong laughed, the happier she was, and she walked down the steps step by step.

At the same time, several of the subordinates below also laughed and followed suit, surrounding He Ange and preparing to enforce the law on the spot.

"..."

Eight against one, He Ange's eyes were cold, and he silently put his left hand on the hilt of his waist.

But just a second before he made a move, the surrounding air suddenly cooled down, the snow wind howled, and the Silver Phoenix Sword flashed out from An Luoyi's arms, cutting out a circle of Remnant Shuang Jianshang around He Ange's body.

Feng -!

The silver sword passed by, and finally fell into An Luoyi's arms.

After a while, all the disciples surrounding He Ange knelt down and turned into ice sculptures.

"...?"

Both Xuefeng and Jianshang had disappeared, but at this moment, not to mention Wang Qiong, even He Ange was stunned.

gollum...

Witnessing this scene of cold swords, He Ange was even more convinced that he could dodge the sword that the senior sister had just done, so it turned out that she was really merciful.

At the top of the steps, Wang Qiong and An Luoyi looked at each other, the former was terrified, while the latter was indifferent.

"An... Senior Sister An? You, what are you doing?"

As the young master of the Wang family in the capital, although Wang Qiong came to Shengxu Sect not long ago, there are many younger brothers who hang out with him here thanks to his family connections.

But An Luoyi's sword completely caused Wang Qiong to damage eight younger brothers!

What's more, they only aimed at He Ange, and they didn't intend to offend An Luoyi at all!

"These so-called disciples of yours are nothing but hooligans who burn, kill and rape at the foot of the mountain. Teaching them a lesson is also to help the law enforcement court to eradicate evil and evil, so as to correct the righteousness of my sect."

Beside him was a circle of ice sculptures of human bodies, An Luoyi stood in it, his tone was still calm and upright.

Even, the fairy had just killed Wang Qiong's eight younger brothers, and she still had some unsatisfactory feelings for Wang Qiong himself.

He Ange is hers, she can call him a waste, but others can't call him, not to mention the people who humiliate He Ange are those who are not popular.

If Wang Qiong hadn't stood far away just now, An Luoyi would have taken him away as well.

"you!"

Wang Qiong was too angry to speak.

An Luoyi said that they were hooligans, strictly speaking, it was correct, but it is an exaggeration to say 'burning, killing and raping'?

"No matter how you say it, we are also disciples of the righteous way, An Luoyi! You don't want to spit blood!"

"If you are not convinced, then go to the head to file a complaint."

No one in the Shengxu sect knew that An Luoyi was a true disciple under the head of the sect.

Find the head to sue, the judge is her teacher, what does Wang Qiong use to fight her?

"An Luoyi!! Even if you are a true disciple, you are still deceiving people too much!!"

"yes."

The silver-haired fairy raised her pretty eyebrows slightly, and with just one look, the cold killing intent almost made Wang Qiong fall to her knees on the spot.

Immediately, Wang Qiong's eyes became much clearer.

There was a wave of fear in his heart, he no longer dared to look at An Luoyi, turned around and ran away in a bit of a panic.

Where there is life, there is hope!

Right now, although it is true that An Luoyi is an unattainable true disciple, he, Wang Qiong, has also won a complete victory in the outer martial arts competition, and has been promoted to the 'inner sect' as he wished.

With such a bright future, he doesn't want to continue to die here, and have his future ruined by the sword of a crazy woman like An Luoyi.

"Wang Qiong, so many years have passed, I didn't expect you to be the same as before..."

Before running far, He Ange's voice came from behind.

Suddenly, Wang Qiong was stunned.

He looked back at He Ange, only to see that the white-clothed boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes had already walked out from behind his senior sister, passed over the frozen corpses of ice sculptures, and walked towards Wang Qiong with a smile in his hand, holding his sword.

Every time he took a step, Wang Qiong's eyes were alert for a moment.

"Same as back then? What do you mean?"

"Back then, when you were discussing swords with me in the capital, it seemed to be the same. You should run away in embarrassment."

What Wang Qiong never expected was that He Angeju dared to make such sarcastic remarks in front of his face.

An Luoyi is a true disciple, he has the capital, so it's fine to drag him, but what kind of onion is he, Ange?How dare you?

"He Ange, you really don't know which pot to turn on and which pot to carry, you are in a hurry to seek death."

Wang Qiong's face darkened, she turned around, and stared at He Ange fiercely.

Even so, He Ange still had a smile on his face, and there was a bit of provocation in his calmness.

Therefore, Wang Qiong was even more annoyed:

"He Ange, you can still stand in front of me with your back straight now, but it's because that woman is covering you from behind. You're pretending to be a tiger, don't you really think that you are someone?"

When saying this, Wang Qiong deliberately walked to He Ange's side, lowered her voice, and looked cold and dull.