After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Regarding what Cang Wu said, the second elder of the Lihuo Sect expressed that he did not understand. What do you mean by 'the losses that Ling Miao has caused to your sect in the past few days'?

It was enough to attack the martial arts arena, what more damage was she prepared to cause?

On the other side, Li Bin carelessly put his hand on the shoulder of Elder Zhao, who looked unhappy.

"Ouch, Old Zhao, what do you think you have to worry about? Look at the bright side. Although we have to pay compensation, at least the one that was damaged was not our own martial arts arena."

"..."

When Elder Zhao heard this, he became even more sad.

Yes, it was not my own martial arts arena that was damaged.

Because we no longer have a martial arts arena. The entire martial arts arena in our family has been chopped up by this child with a thunderstorm!

Under the high platform, Qingyun carried the child and left without looking back.

Seeing this, Cang Wu also stood up from his position.

"Excuse me, I'll leave first."

Soon, Cang Wu found Qingyun, Ling Miao, and the Xuantie sword in the courtyard where the disciples of the Yuehua Sect were staying.

When Cang Wu walked into the courtyard, the child was sitting on a stone chair nearby with a confused look on his face. Qingyun crossed his arms and looked at the black iron sword coldly. The pressure on the sword.

The black iron sword stood there, buzzing non-stop, looking very unconvinced.

Qingyun: "Little devil, can your consciousness be connected to it? Can you hear what it is saying?"

Ling Miao nodded obediently, betraying the Black Iron Sword Master without any hesitation.

"You can hear it calling you a pervert."

Qingyun was stunned for a moment, with an expression of 'I knew it was like this', and his eyes became colder when he looked at the Xuantie sword.

Black Iron Great Sword: ‘…’

'Okay, okay, I don't deserve it after all! '

Ling Miao: "Don't say that. Look, I took such a big blame for you, and I didn't say anything." Who made you so impulsive today that you almost caused trouble? '

Cang Wu stood aside with his hands on his hips lazily, his eyes flickering back and forth between the boy and the sword for several times, and he said with a smile, "How about another half-day flower pot penalty today?"

"Forget it."

Qingyun glanced at Ling Miao and said coldly: "Anyway, what she destroyed was the competition stage of Lihuo Sect, and it was not our own sect, so forget it."

Cang Wu nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Qingyun's eyes returned to the Black Iron Great Sword, "However, what this sword did today cannot be forgotten."

Under Ling Miao's confused gaze, Qingyun raised his eyebrows, "I have to give him a punishment to make him remember a little longer."

Xuantie Great Sword: '? '

When Ling Miao heard that instead of punishing her today, she would be punished with the Xuantie sword, she immediately became energetic.

The child jumped down from the stone bench with a 'squeak' sound, and with his hands on his hips, he and Qingyun began to teach the black iron sword a lesson.

"You, you! Look at you, you tough guy! Why are you so impulsive!"

"The boss has a big sword. Don't you understand that you have to think twice before doing something?"

"You said you were going to injure someone with your sword, but what should I do?"

"Even if you don't hurt anyone! It's not good if you hurt flowers and plants or break other people's things!"

"Don't do this next time!"

Cangwu and Qingyun: "..."

Although, you are the least qualified to say this.

After a while, Cang Wu, Qing Yun and Ling Miao happily left the yard and went back to the competition ground to watch the competition.

Outside the Yuehua Sect's courtyard, a black sword was stuck straight in place, with a flowerpot on the hilt.

Black Iron Great Sword: Sometimes, I really feel that this world is inexplicable.
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When Ling Miao returned to the competition field again, the competition between He Xing and Wen Ying was over, and He Xing narrowly won. A butler on the competition stage on the other side called Lin Qiancheng and Shen Tulie's names, and the two responded and jumped onto the stage.

Ling Miao squeezed past excitedly.

"Oh! Is Third Senior Sister's competition about to begin? I'm so looking forward to it!"

Xuan Si shook his gold powder fan and glanced at the child from the corner of his eye. His mood was not up and down, "There is nothing to look forward to."

Ling Miao was stunned and refuted Xuan Si sternly.

"Second Senior Brother, you can't say that! Although Senior Brother Shentu is higher than Third Senior Sister, this does not prevent us from cheering for Third Senior Sister and encouraging her to show her style and attitude! After all, we are from the same sect."

Xuan Si covered half of his face with his gold powder fan, glanced at Ling Miao, and then turned his head slightly to look in the direction of the competition stage.

"See for yourself."

On the competition stage.

Lin Qiancheng and Shen Tulie stood on both sides of the ring.

The deacon glanced at both parties and said, "Inform yourself."

"Yin Wuzong, Shen Tu Lie."

"Yuehua Sect, Lin Qiancheng."

Deacon: "Okay, the game begins..."

Lin Qiancheng raised his hands and said, "I admit defeat."

After admitting defeat, Lin Qiancheng turned around, jumped off the competition stage neatly, and walked away without looking back, leaving only a calm figure behind everyone.

Ling Miao: "!?"

Everyone in the audience: "..."

Shen Tulie: "..."

Deacon: "...Yin Wuzong Shen Tu Lie wins."

Shen Tulie frowned at Lin Qiancheng's back and said slightly, "Junior sister Lin, I won't accept victory without a fight. If you come back, I won't use my full strength. Let's have a fight."

Lin Qiancheng's departure speed suddenly increased and she was far away in the blink of an eye.

Anyone could see that she didn't want to fight this fight.

Above the auditorium, Xuan Si's gold powder fan started to swing again. He playfully glanced at the shocked child beside him, his face calm.

"Have you seen it? That's the attitude of your third senior sister."

He knew this would happen.

Not only Xuan Si, but Duan Yunzhou and Bai Chuluo on the side also looked like they had "knew this". After spending so much time together, it was actually easy to guess what choice Lin Qiancheng would make at this time.

Ling Miao's eyes widened and she looked at Lin Qiancheng's back, "How...how could this be possible..."

My third senior sister really does whatever she wants! Quite arrogant! When trouble comes, just run away! There is no willingness to work hard and be positive!

This can't be done! She couldn't let Third Senior Sister remain so depressed!

The child jumped off the guardrail of the auditorium with one kick and ran away without thinking.

"No, I have to go talk to Third Senior Sister!"

The three remaining heirs of the Yuehua Sect looked at the child's running back and were silent for a while.

Xuan Si shook his gold powder fan and glanced at Duan Yunzhou, "Senior Brother, do you think it will be useful for Junior Sister to talk about it?"

Duan Yunzhou briefly recalled some inexplicable past events, and then shook his head.

"Hanging."

Anyway, he went to talk about it before and was depressed for three days.
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Sect competition section: The family members are sweating profusely. The big sword belonging to the fifth disciple of the Yuehua Sect is standing there. If you are interested, if you are brave, you can take a detour to the courtyard where the direct disciples stay to watch!