After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Compared with the orderly situation before, the Qiao Family Courtyard was now in a mess, with most of the house collapsed, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle.

However, the outermost protective formation protecting the other courtyard was not damaged. It can be seen that these damages were caused from within the Qiao family.

There used to be a wide artificial lake in the middle of the courtyard. At this moment, all the water in the lake disappeared, revealing numerous bones piled at the bottom of the lake.

Ning Yao only glanced at it and turned Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao's heads away, not wanting them to see this scene.

Qiao Yanbo flew in from a distance and looked at Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao in shock: "Why are you here?"

"You have to ask your good daughter." Jiang Xin pointed at Qiao Shihui who flew from behind him.

Qiao Shihui didn't take her to heart and stared in disbelief at Ren Yuan and the green plant tissues under him that were still integrated with him.

Her face turned pale, and there was still blood on her lips that had not been wiped clean. She looked at Wen Ziqi angrily: "Did you do this?"

Wen Ziqi waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm not, I didn't, don't accuse a good person unjustly!"

Now that his cultivation has fallen to the foundation-building stage, he really can't do this.

Qiao Shihui couldn't help but cast her eyes on Ning Yao.

Ning Yao told her honestly: "It's not me."

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" Qiao Shihui didn't believe it at all. She whipped out her long whip and hit Ning Yao, not taking Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao into consideration at all.

Ning Yao picked up his junior brothers and sisters with his left and right hands respectively, sent them to a safe area, and immediately drew his sword to greet them.

While everyone's attention was attracted by the fight between Qiao Shihui and Ning Yao, Wen Ziqi used spiritual power to levitate Ren Yuan and quickly came to Jiang Xin's side.

He could see clearly just now that it was Jiang Xin who punched the flower demon in the stomach, allowing them to escape.

At this moment, Ren Yuan's fusion with the flower demon was blocked by a mysterious force, preventing his condition from worsening. Wen Ziqi suspected that it was also Jiang Xin's work.

He did not dare to underestimate Jiang Xin, and asked with a smile: "Bao, do you have any magic elixir that can extend Ren Yuan's life first? If he borrows it from you, ask him to pay you back double."

"Yes, yes, which one do you want?" Jiang Xin took out a lot of bottles and jars as if offering treasures.

The small jade bottle containing the medicine is a high-level magic weapon, and the name of the medicine is written on it with spiritual power.

Nine-turn Soul Resurrection Pill, Cunju Tianzhuan Pill, Qimu Soul-fixing Pill...

She has all the best-quality elixirs that are famous on the market.

At first glance, seeing so many hard-to-find elixirs, Wen Ziqi didn't know which one to choose: "Where did you get so many top-quality elixirs?"

"These are gifts from my uncle and senior brothers and sisters. My second senior brother took me to Lingdan Peak to buy these before I went out." Jiang Xin tapped her left chin and then her right, especially generously hearing Ziqi's selection.

Wen Ziqi deeply envied the friendship between the disciples of Tianshui Sect and picked up a bottle of Nine Turns Resurrection Pill.

As soon as I opened the cork, a refreshing fragrance hit my face, making me feel relaxed and happy.

The elixir collides with the bottle and makes a rustling sound. At first glance, it is the best of the best.

"Take the medicine quickly." Wen Ziqi took out one pill, signaled Jiang Xin to put away the other pills, and lowered his head to feed Ren Yuan the medicine.

Ren Yuan's consciousness went in and out, and he was completely unresponsive at the moment.

Jiang Xin walked over and whispered in his ear: "Qiao Shihui is coming to arrest you for dual cultivation!"

Ren Yuan's eyes widened in shock, and he struggled subconsciously: "I won't go -"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ziqi took advantage of the gap when he opened his mouth and quickly stuffed the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill into his mouth.

The elixir melted immediately in the mouth, and the spiritual power contained in it quickly penetrated into Ren Yuan's body, repairing his damaged meridians and Dantian at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing Ning Yao and Qiao Shihui still fighting in the distance, Ren Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the ground like a corpse: "I was scared to death."

Jiangxiao looked at him and Wen Ziqi, and then at Qiao Shihui who was being beaten by Ning Yao in the sky, and asked curiously: "Can you really not beat her?" Wen Ziqi smiled bitterly: "She is Nascent Soul. Period, we were both talented at the time and..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ground suddenly trembled.

The huge flower demon that stood in the artificial lake before was pierced by the ginger heart. It wilted and fell on the dry river bed with its neck crooked.

Now he actually straightened his body again, stretched out his leaves, and eagerly launched an attack on Ning Yao.

Jiangxiao noticed this, said "Wow", pointed at the flower demon and said to Jiang Xin: "Senior sister, look, it's another rookie!"

"That one is not good." Jiang Xin shook her head and pointed at Ren Yuan, "This one is good."

Ren Yuan: "..."

Thank you very much for your accurate evaluation of me.

The already huge body of the flower demon has more than doubled again, and a faint fragrance exudes from the pale pink flower stamens, making people's hands and feet weak.

Ning Yao was unprepared and his move was a moment slow.

Qiao Shihui sneered and waved her whip. The barbs on the whip spread out like petals and went straight towards Ning Yao.

Ning Yao dodged and stepped on the mud at the bottom of the river.

The white bones soaked in mud rolled under his feet. Ning Yao subconsciously moved his feet, and under this white bone, he accidentally stepped on another white bone.

At the bottom of the artificial lake as far as the eye could see, there were layers of cold bones piled on top of each other. It was unknown how many people had died.

Without the cover of the lake, the sky-high resentment lingers here, and is continuously absorbed into the body by the flower demon rooted here.

Ning Yao's face turned blue, and he quickly used his spiritual power to remove the flower poison from his body. He jumped up and no longer stepped on the bones at the bottom of the lake.

Looking at the pale pink flower at this moment, Ning Yao couldn't feel the evil spirit, and felt even more strange: "What on earth is this flower?"

Qiao Shihui smiled: "If you give up your cultivation and cultivate with me, I will tell you."

Ning Yao didn't bother to respond and attacked with his sword.

Countless roots suddenly surged up from the bottom of the lake where black mud and stark white bones were piled up, attacking Ning Yao from behind.

There were so many rhizomes that the sword energy around Ning Yao had no time to crush them. Three rhizomes grabbed the gap and quickly wrapped around Ning Yao, blocking his forward momentum.

Qiao Shihui looked down at him: "I'll give you one last chance, answer or not -"

Before she could finish speaking, Ning Yao refused in disgust: "You're dreaming."

"Seek death!" Qiao Shihui whipped her whip in anger, full of killing intent.

She is a level higher than Ning Yao, and her cooperation with the flower demon is even more unfavorable. Today, she was at a disadvantage again and again.

The strength displayed by Ning Yao frightened Qiao Shihui. Even if she was seduced by beauty, her survival instinct would repeatedly lead her to kill Ning Yao.

Now Wen Ziqi's betrayal has made Qiao Shihui realize that men are unreliable, so it is most practical to kill her and become a flower fertilizer!

The long whip with sharp barbs hit Ning Yao's eyebrows, and Ning Yao's body erupted with fierce sword intent, shattering all the roots that trapped him.

The long whip made of fine iron was broken into several sections, and the light of the high-level magic weapon disappeared.

The natal magical weapon shattered, and Qiao Shihui spat out a large mouthful of blood, making her already pale face look even weaker.

Fear welled up in her heart, and Qiao Shihui instinctively retreated, but before she could distance herself, Ning Yao had already arrived beside her.

Before Qiao Shihui could see his movements clearly, she felt the sword light flash in front of her eyes, and her vision became blurred.

Her body was cut into two pieces by the sharp sword, and she fell from the air, fell to the bottom of the lake, and fell on top of layers of bones. (End of chapter)