I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

The Holy Land Trials are all held in the Trial Valley. Each time, it lasts for a maximum of three days in the outside world, which corresponds to ninety days in the valley. However, each Holy Land Trial has a different theme.

For example, sometimes you have to collect specified types of herbs in the secret realm of the valley within a specified time, exchange them for points, and finally rank according to the points.

Sometimes it is about hunting down designated types of monsters, and the ranking system is also based on points.

There was also a certain martial saint who arranged a rather violent competition system, where each contestant was given a jade token with a certain number of initial points, and each contestant could gain half of the other contestant's points by defeating the other contestant. However, the bottom line was that no one could be killed, and other than that, all other means were allowed.

Before each Holy Land Trial begins, the theme of the trial is kept secret, and this time is no exception.

Even though Zhao Kangping and his senior sister already had a negative distance relationship, she still wouldn't tell him.

"Sister, the Holy Land Trial will begin tomorrow. Aren't you worried?"

"There's no point in worrying. I've already given the instructions. I've made all the necessary preparations."

"I also used a sand table to alter the valley's terrain. I also moved a mountain over the entrance to the underground cave. I don't believe anyone could escape that deep underground. The tower is now being guarded by the Eastern Steward himself. If there are any further problems, she'll be held responsible."

"Junior brother, do you have any misunderstanding about Jingrou?"

"No, no, I just think she's very capable, so I feel more at ease leaving it to her."

"Hey, are you interested in her too?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do I look like I'm meeting someone who loves someone?"

Zhao Kangping said very seriously that the women he had relationships with were all those he had fallen in love with over many years.

Mu Wanyi burst out laughing. She patted Zhao Kangping on the shoulder and said, "I was just kidding."

"The selection of the Holy Son/Holy Daughter will begin the day after tomorrow. Will there be any problems?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll be supervising the entire process and personally presiding over it. Nothing will go wrong."

"But I'm worried about what might happen."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. The Saint Son/Saint Daughter selection will only last one day, and it will be held in a forbidden area. Not everyone can enter there."

Mu Wanyi was confident in the forbidden area's defenses, and rightfully so. The area had been carefully guarded by the powerful tribulation-crossing experts of the early Holy Land. Without the permission of the Holy Lord himself, no one could enter.

Its safety factor is simply not comparable to that of the Holy Land Trial.

They had already sent Nangong Ruyun away, and there was no one else around.

Mu Wanyi sat down next to her junior brother, put her arm around his waist and said, "Do you think there's something wrong with Senior Nangong?"

"Something is wrong." Zhao Kangping remembered that she absorbed his yang energy when they hugged each other as soon as they met.

Most people have a limited amount of yang energy, and if it is drained away, people can die.

He has a pure yang holy body, and his yang energy is stronger than that of ordinary men, but it is not inexhaustible.

Although Yang Qi can be regenerated, it takes time. He still feels a little weak.

Mu Wanyi had actually noticed that Nangong Ruyun had absorbed some of her junior brother's Yang Qi, and she then expressed her suspicions: "She told me that she has a cold poison accumulating in her body, and she won't live long. I suspect she may have learned some secret technique to replenish her Yin by drawing Yang."

"Impossible, Aunt Yun is not that kind of person."

"Did she absorb your yang energy?"

"Uh~"

"Look at her. She must have been lying when she said there was no other way to save you. I saw her face turn a little red the moment she sucked away your Yang Qi. Needless to say, this cold poison can be suppressed by absorbing a man's Yang Qi. She must have wanted to trick you out and put you in a small dark room to use as a furnace."

"You mean she wants to use me as a cauldron? But why did she choose me?"

"Humph, it's definitely easier to target people she knows. Look, since she wants to use you as a furnace, she must be a bad woman. Unlike me, I will only do what's best for you and let you play with any knowledge you want."

When the senior sister said this, he saw through her attempt to sow discord.

"Did you hear me? Never run out with her alone again, or she'll eat you up and there'll be no one to save you."

"Mmmmm ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Did you listen to me? You, you have a Taoist partner now after all, you should calm down." Mu Wanyi's small hands twisted the soft flesh on his waist again.

"Ah! Can you pinch it somewhere else?"

The two of them started fighting, but while fighting, Zhao Kangping pushed Mu Wanyi against the wall.

The senior sister's fair and tender face was covered with a blush. She looked up at Zhao Kangping shyly, her shiny and moist red lips slightly opening and closing, and I wonder what they tasted like.

The atmosphere suddenly became charming.

Zhao Kangping slowly lowered her head, closed her beautiful eyes, and waited quietly.

But the kiss didn't fall.

She opened her eyes and saw Zhao Kangping in front of her had taken out the communication jade slip and was browsing the information on it.

Xueqing's wife: "Master, I just woke up, where are you?"

Mr. Zhao: "I'm with your uncle-master. I can't go back to Yaohua Palace right now. Please keep an eye on Mengyao. Let her practice well. The trial will begin tomorrow. Make the most of this last moment."

Xueqing's wife: "Oh, okay, I understand."

Mu Wanyi also saw the content on the screen, and then her eyes darkened and said, "You actually gave such a note to your own disciple, then how did you give a note to me?"

Zhao Kangping knew that this had aroused his senior sister's competitive spirit, but fortunately he was prepared.

I changed her note a few days ago. It used to be just the two simple words "Senior Sister". After the change, she will definitely have no objection.

"Mrs. Zhao?! Well, you're sensible. Then tonight, I'll allow you to stay and sleep with me."

"It's not even night yet, what are you doing?" Zhao Kangping felt that in this relationship, it was his senior sister who was impatient. He himself didn't think he was that impatient, but she was...

"I don't care. I'm hungry and I want you to feed me."

……

Yuqiong Palace.

On this day, the second disciple of Palace Master Shao Yang was supposed to be responsible for teaching.

But the person who actually came to give the lecture was Shao Yang himself.

Shao Yang is a handsome middle-aged man, the type that many middle-aged women would like. His most striking feature is his jet-black hair with a streak of white hair above his left forehead.

Since it is the Palace Master who is giving the lecture, the knowledge of refining equipment he imparts should be more sophisticated.

However, the students who came to listen to the lecture were noisy at first, but then quickly fell into a long silence. Everyone sat upright, not daring to whisper to each other.

When Shao Yang was teaching, he required his students to listen carefully. If anyone violated the classroom rules, they would be punished very severely and without exception.

There was once a young master from a certain family who was not paying attention in class with several of his followers. They were actually talking about which female disciples in the holy land were beautiful.

As a result, Shao Yang personally blasted them away, sending them flying from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The young master was luckier and was only crippled, but the other henchmen were not so lucky and were smashed into pulp.

Afterwards, the family took the young master away without even saying a word, and the matter was left unresolved.

When his own disciples were teaching, the rules were not so strict. There were many people who slacked off.

These inner disciples who came to attend the lectures had spent their contribution points to gain entry. If they didn't listen carefully, the waste of contribution points would be minor, but the waste of the holy land's public resources would be even more detrimental.

This class covered the development and classification of flying and transportation magic weapons. The many disciples in the class listened attentively, some taking notes and some asking questions.

About half an hour later, the first class ended.

After Shao Yang announced the end of get out of class, the disciples left the lecture hall in an orderly manner.

However, a male disciple went against the flow of people and walked towards the Palace Master Shao Yang.

That person was Shao Yang's senior disciple Feng Liangjun.

"Master, the sand table in the Trial Valley is broken. I need you to go and fix it. I'll take care of the practical lessons."

Hearing this, a hint of alertness flashed across Shao Yang's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Okay, tell them I'll be there later." Although he said this, he didn't intend to do it literally.

Time goes back about a quarter of an hour.

A beautiful woman flew into the Medicine King Hall. It was obvious that she had just cried and her makeup was smudged.

She is Su Xianya, Shao Yang's Taoist partner.

She had been to the Medicine King Temple several times before, and the reason for coming was almost the same every time.

Every time she came, she was looking for the loli palace master.

Xun Qianran was eating snacks and reading a small book, occasionally making goose-like laughs.

She hasn't made elixirs for a while.

Even if they are not counted as direct disciples, there are quite a few inner disciples who come to the Medicine King Palace to learn skills. Among them, the outstanding ones were selected by her to be teachers.

Therefore, the task of teaching alchemy basically did not fall on her.

Her daily life nowadays consists of eating, drinking, reading books and playing with fish.

And on this day, a guest came uninvited.

Maybe today can have a little different color.

She is a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage after all. Even if she is the weakest among the seven hall masters, she is still a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

So Su Xianya noticed the other party before she entered the Medicine King Palace.

She put down the snacks and books in her hands, tidied her appearance, and walked out.

There was a stone table and stone bench in the yard outside the alchemy room. She sat there early, waiting for Su Xianya to arrive.

"Xiaoran, wuwuwu!" The woman couldn't control her emotions when she saw Xun Qianran. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, as if she released all the tears that had been stored for a long time.

Her crying was so contagious that the Duanmu sisters who were waiting outside felt like crying too.

But Xun Qianran had a pair of dead fish eyes. She picked up a bottle of juice and took a sip, as if to say, "Please start your performance."

Su Xianya was not annoyed. She sat opposite the little Loli.

"Sister-in-law, did he beat you again?" Xun Qianran said after drinking the juice with a smacking sound.

The woman nodded and wiped her tears with her handkerchief. She said with a look of grievance, "He mentioned his junior sister to me again. I argued with him for a few words, but he couldn't win and hit me."

"Oh, this is your family matter, I can't do anything about it." Xun Qianran looked helpless.

Why don’t you just beat the third party who interferes with other people’s relationships to death? Why doesn’t he die sooner?

Despite the seemingly harmonious relationship, Xun Qianran actually disliked this woman in her heart. She always felt that she was a bit pretentious.

She actually doesn't know the other person at all, but the other person comes to her to cry for no reason. Is it because the little girl is cute, and seeing her cute appearance makes him feel healed?

"I know, I just want to find someone to talk to, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable." She didn't know many people in the Holy Land, and even fewer people she could talk to.

She had met Xun Qianran by chance at a banquet in the Holy Land. Since then, she had been visiting this little girl from time to time.

But Xun Qianran didn't like her at all and just pretended to sympathize with her.

Every time this woman comes, she basically talks about how her partner treats her badly, but when people try to persuade them to break up, she refuses.

What else can Xiao Ranran say?

Xun Qianran actually hated hearing her cry. Whenever she cried, the little girl would feel a headache.

But there was no way. We were all in the same holy place and would meet often, and I couldn't drive her away.

"Hey, luckily I don't plan to find a Taoist partner. You've made me afraid of living with a Taoist partner."

Having said that, the little girl couldn't control her expression and gradually turned into Hanazawa Kana emoticon package.jpg.

You deserve it, you little mistress. You should be beaten to death. Don’t bother me anymore.

"Don't say that. Actually, he used to be pretty nice to me. It's just that he's been nostalgic and keeps bringing up the past lately, and I just can't get enough of it."

Su Xianya wiped her tears and walked towards Xun Qianran.

She hugged the delicate little girl and cried, "What should I do? What should I do?"

How would I know what to do? Just cry, but don't rub your tear-stained face against me.

But the little loli's inner protest could not be fed back to Su Xianya. She still buried her face in Xun Qianran's petite body.

Xun Qianran was also helpless about this. She couldn't wait for her sister-in-law to leave quickly, but she couldn't say it out loud.

Suddenly, Su Xianya raised her right hand which was placed behind Xun Qianran.

A green dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting hot energy.

Xun Qianran only then realized something was wrong. The dagger had already pierced through her back and penetrated her tender heart, until the small green tip emerged from her barren chest.