Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Boom!
The bell rang again, and this sound pierced through the long river of time and fell on the hearts of countless people.

In the outside world, those residents who fell into a deep sleep because of the Qianqiu Bell began to wake up, like a big dream, and they don't know when it will be.

Ah Li never stopped, and Weng Tiangang, who was regarded as a pillar, hit the Qianqiu clock nine times before being thrown to the ground by Ah Li.

Weng Tiangang, who was covered in blood and blood, struggled to get up. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and put down the sword in his hand.

There was a crisp sound when the sword collided with the ground. This sound was like a stormy sea, hitting the person's body and hurting.

"Sinners have seen... the leader."

The tens-year-old Weng Tiangang bowed his head to a girl who looked like a teenager. The scene looked so ridiculous, but no one dared to laugh.

Qianqiu Zhong wakes up.

Haohao Hongzhong was right above Ah Li's head, and Weng Zi, who was a weapon spirit, struggled to stand behind Ah Li and bowed his head.

Qian Qiuzhong has a master, but the master has never changed.

Seeing Lu Yun's thoughtful expression from the corner of her eyes, Ah Li suddenly smiled, her smile was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, but with a cruel chill.

"A Yun, you guessed it."

The intimate tone hit Lu Yun's heart, and Lu Yun's eyes were calm, but there were frequent undercurrents under the lake.

"Empty Cicada Sect."

She spat out the name.

Cicadas are silent in the soil, and as soon as they wake up and see the sun, their lives will enter the countdown. This kind of creature, engraved with a short time, is a flash in the pan in the long river of time, and has no chance of longevity, which makes people feel compassionate.

The Cicada Sect is one of the five sects of magic, but it is independent of the other four sects.

The Kong Chan Sect is unique, and does not mix with other demon sects. The disciples in the sect do not distinguish between good and evil, good and evil, and do things according to their preferences.

The Kong Chan Sect, which stands in black and white, is most famous for its leader. When he succeeded to the throne, he bloodbathed the entire Kong Cicada Sect, saying that he was cleaning up the traitors.

But now, the traitors were right in front of them, one of them died, and the other gave up struggling.

"Ayun, the sword intent on your body is too pure, otherwise it's really suitable to go back with me."

Obviously, Ah Li also knew Lu Yun's identity.

With regret, she curled her fingers and tapped the Qianqiu clock.

Lu Yun's wrist felt a burning sensation, she lowered her head, and saw a fingernail-sized imprint of a thousand autumn clock formed on her wrist.

The black mark cannot be wiped off, it is the mark stored in the flesh and blood.

In a trance, she felt something and saw a tomb, which was Nanshan Tomb, and this imprint was the key to enter Nanshan Tomb.

What is the relationship between the Cicada Sect and Taoist Nanshan?
Doubt flashed in her heart, and she heard Ah Li's voice.

"After half a year, the Nanshan tomb will be opened, and the secret of ancient longevity is hidden there. At that time, I will sincerely invite all heroes to come."

Ah Li's words were spoken very lightly, but they were destined to float along the wind and go to the side of the person who should go.

She looked at Weng Tiangang, the murderous intent in her eyes undiminished.

Weng Zi pulled Ah Li's sleeve, with a complex expression on his face, it was the pain of love and hate.

She said, "Let him go, I'll go back with you."

Breaking away from innocence, Weng Zi at this moment is like a dying person, exuding an aura of twilight, that is a cicada going to death.

He gave her more than ten years of freedom, and his life as a reward was enough.

Seeing this, Ah Li looked uncertain, and finally spoke in a cold voice.

"Weng Tiangang, if you don't die under torture within half a year, I will allow you to live."

Weng Tiangang, who temporarily saved his life, looked at Weng Zi.

But the Weng Zi who would only follow behind him and call Dad has disappeared, and what is in front of him is the spirit of Qian Qiuzhong.

No sorrow, no joy, just to die.

Ah Li put away the Qianqiu clock, and Weng Zi disappeared with it.

She came to Lu Yun's side with a sweet smile, just like when they first met.

"Can the deity break his promise?"

What she asked was the promise to protect Lu Yun.

"Never."

Lu Yun rubbed the mark on her wrist with a serious voice.

"Hehe, Ah Yun, this deity never lied to you, Nanshan Tomb, this deity is waiting for you."

Facing the leader of the Kong Chan Sect, Lu Yun thought a lot. She said that she never lied to her, which meant that Ah Li was the other party's real name.

In the blink of an eye, the person was gone.

The Weng family was still in dead silence, Lu Yun helped Wen Ruyu walk out slowly.

There is no need for her to clean up the mess here.

The moment she went out, she saw a group of people coming here, and the leader had met Lu Yun once.

As a man, but his face is as charming as a woman's, that is the flower cloud of Lishuijian.

Lishuijian is the closest to here, and it is long overdue.

Hua Yun looked ugly when he saw the two, but he ignored the existence of the two and gave orders.

"Take down the people inside."

The empty cicada sect is a demon sect, so it stands to reason that the relationship between Lu Yun and Ah Li is so ambiguous, she will be judged.

But what Hua Yun meant seemed to be to let her go.

There was a sudden vibration of the communication jade slip, Lu Yun picked it up and took a look, there was a lot of news.

There were senior brothers, masters, the sect master and the second elder Duanlang, and even the first elder Lin Zhong was joining in the fun, urging her to return to the Hidden Sword Sect as soon as possible.

It seems that those people know what happened here.

Looking sideways, Wen Ruyu was just like her.

The two looked at each other and smiled, quite a headache.

"I……"

Looking at the woman in front of her, Wen Ruyu hesitated to speak.

Although his identity is not a secret, few people know about it.

Now that it is exposed, as a combination of human and monster, it is only natural that it attracts strange gazes.

Maybe he should explain a thing or two.

"Among friends, if you don't tell, I won't ask."

So what about the son of a monster, she recognized Wen Ruyu, but it wasn't about blood.

"it is good."

There was warmth in the silver-white pupils, and he smiled with relief: "Then you and I will part here, and see you by fate."

"Ah."

Lu Yun nodded, and saw the other party crush something, and the other party's figure disappeared in front of her eyes like a bubble.

The portable teleportation array requires a lot of natural materials and treasures, and it is also a one-off. Lu Yun is very envious of this inhumane approach.

Shenzhenmen is sincere to Wen Ruyu.

But he rushed back in such a hurry, probably because his body was at its limit.

Fortunately, I got the marrow-washing grass, which can alleviate a problem or two.

Lu Yun, who lost her companion, shouldered Wuzhu again. She came to Treasure Boat Workshop, and once again set foot on the boat of Xianbao Chamber of Commerce. The destination was Hidden Sword Sect.

This time, the return journey went smoothly.

At the foot of the mountain, she watched the clouds and mist billowing above.

After a few months of absence, she actually had the illusion that she was a lifetime away.

Walking up the mountain slowly, it was just like the first day when she followed her master to Zangjianzong.

Measured by feet, step by step into the hidden sword sect, from then on holding the sword, the heart is one, never forget, never betray.

I don't know when, someone came beside me.

Her neck was hooked, and the familiar breath was nostalgic.

"Little girl, you have grown up and become more courageous."

Ji Hongxi was very emotional.

It's just a dispensable task to mess up one thing like this.

If it wasn't for blocking the news, everyone would have known that Lu Yun, a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect, had a close relationship with the leader of the Kongchan Sect.

Lu Yun shrugged to indicate that she was also innocent.

How could she have thought that Ah Li's identity was so powerful.