"Sister Xiaohuan, Brother Tang, what trouble are they in?"

Han Xiaoyu, under the support of Chi Mang Zhu Aya, had come to Han Xiaohuan in an instant.

"It's not a big problem, it's just a little tricky!"

Han Xiaohuan's face finally showed a sneer, but Han Xiaoyu, who cared about Tang Ming, didn't see it.

"Do it!"

Just when Han Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, a burst of glory suddenly erupted in Han Xiaohuan's hand, instantly enveloping Xiaoyu's whole person.

Outside the palace, among the countless wine shops and inns, more than a dozen streamers crossed and came towards the trapped Han Xiaoyu.

"Sister Xiaohuan, what are you doing here?!"

Han Xiaoyu was shocked, the weakest of those auras around her were in the Human Xuan Realm, and according to her current cultivation, she couldn't match them at all.

"What are you doing? I'm here today to get everything back that belongs to me!!"

Han Xiaohuan finally tore off his disguise and shouted at Han Xiaoyu with a strong stubble.

"We're the same clan......"

Han Xiaoyu looked at this woman with hideous cheeks with a painful expression, and they walked out of Shangyu Village together and entered the coveted Qingxia Academy together.

But today, her most trusted relative has single-handedly pushed her into the abyss.

"Hahaha, I didn't think that you would have today!"

A hearty laugh walked out from behind those sect disciples who were standing with swords, and Xiao Long looked at Han Xiaoyu who was trapped in the white light with a smug expression.

"Xiao Long?!"

Xiao Xu, who broke free from the entanglement of the fish dragon guard, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Xiao Long.

"Lao Jiu, you don't know yet, this woman who has been with you for nearly a month is a key criminal in the Sect's Immortal Chief's patrol!

Xiao Long looked at Xiao Yu who rushed out, and then said with a sneer.

"Sister Xiaohuan, why is this?"

Han Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to everything that happened around her, just stared at Han Xiaohuan with a sad look in her eyes.

Even if the current Han Xiaohuan said that she was forced to be helpless!

It's a pity that everything disappointed Han Xiaoyu.

"Why? When we went to the fishing village, how good our relationship was, at that time, I really thought you were my own sister. ”

Han Xiaohuan's face also showed a hint of remembrance, as if that poor life was the best.

"However, after that person with a foreign surname appears, we have become what we are now, and we are in the same vein, why can you, Han Daxiong, reach the sky in one step, but I will become your stepping stone!"

"Junior Uncle Ancestor, when you followed Xiao Bieli and turned around and swept into Tongtian Pavilion, did you ever look back at Han Xiaohuan, who was humbly kneeling on the ground to see you off at that time?!"

"It's only been two months since I got started, and my waste master just gave me some ordinary mental methods, and let me lay a good foundation in the name of it, I'm bah!"

Han Xiaohuan looked crazy, hysterically venting all the resentment and injustice in his heart.

"The moment the master gave me the spirit sword, I couldn't wait to kill all the people in the Qingxia Academy! It was because at that time, the spirit sword was a gift to me, but to you and Han Daxiong, it wasn't even garbage. ”

"When I was still struggling with cultivation resources, how many things did you have on you that made the elders of the sect pavilion and even the hall master blush, your Han Xiaoyu's surname is Han, and I am also surnamed Han, why?!"

Han Xiaohuan, who was only concerned about venting the resentment in his heart, didn't seem to notice the disgusted expression on Xiao Long's face beside him at this moment.

This woman is no different from those women who want to climb into his bed in every possible way, and from then on they are all over the world.

Even her jealousy made a mediocre person like Xiao Long feel creepy.

"I'm going to get everything back here today!"

At the end, Han Xiaohuan slowly raised the spirit sword in his hand, and a sword light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword.

Han Xiaoyu closed her eyes in pain, and at this moment, in her mind, the shadow of Tang Ming holding a large porcelain bowl and smiling lightly at her appeared.

Thundered!!

Just as the spirit sword was about to pierce Han Xiaoyu's neck, a dazzling sword burst out from the imperial city behind Han Xiaoyu.

In the blink of an eye, he blocked the sword that Han Xiaohuan stabbed out.

Xiao Yu held a slender fish dragon knife in his hand, and looked at the surrounding cultivators with a determined expression.

"If you want to kill her, kill me first!!"

Xiao Yu was in front of him with a horizontal knife and shouted.

Han Xiaoyu opened her eyes and looked at this cowardly guy in her eyes with some astonishment.

"My good brother, you are killing yourself, even if your father is here, you don't dare to make such nonsense against the sect immortal!"

Xiao Long's eyes lit up, and then he walked in front of Xiao Xu, and said with a pained expression.

"Xiao Long, it's not your turn to point fingers at my affairs, with me here, whoever dares to touch her in the slightest must step on my corpse!"

Xiao Yu was unmoved, and he had survived in the prison-like palace for so many years, and Xiaoyu was his only friend.

"We shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of the royal family, but you are trying your best to defend the rebellion of the sect, so it's no wonder that we are!"

At this time, an old man with crane hair and a childish face walked out, and after glancing at Xiao Yu with disdain, he said lightly.

When the surrounding sect disciples had just finished speaking, their momentum instantly moved, and more than a dozen fierce sword qi attacked and killed Han Xiaoyu and Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu clenched the long knife in his hand, and the oncoming energy stabbed his cheeks, his cultivation was no more than the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, and among the people present, he was only slightly better than Han Xiaohuan.

The ones who shot were basically masters of the human Xuan realm, and with him, they couldn't resist it.

Poof!

The long sword passed through his chest, and a gorgeous blood flower bloomed on Xiao Yu's chest, and the blood splashed out dripped onto Han Xiaoyu's cheek.

The guy who had always been a little silly in her eyes fell straight in front of her.

"Ahh

Han Xiaoyu could no longer suppress the grief and disappointment in her heart, and then her whole body surged.

At this moment, thirty-six spiritual lights flashed on Han Xiaoyu's body, dotted like stars.

On her head, a phoenix crown came to life, descending three zhang of crimson qi, wrapping her body to death.

The colorful glow flew beside her, and the phoenix crown and xia curtains blended with each other, and in an instant, they rushed away the white light that Han Xiaohuan blessed on her.

Chi Mang Zhu Aya wandered around, strangling all those slightly weaker sword qi.

"Back to ...... Go back to the palace garden!"

Xiao Xu, who was already dying on the ground, saw Han Xiaoyu break through the restraints, and immediately struggled and said.

The sect has a fear of the dragon qi of the imperial city, so as long as Han Xiaoyu enters the imperial city, these sect disciples will not have the slightest way to take her.

"Want to go, it's not that easy!"

The old man who had just spoken out sneered, although it was only a hundred steps away from the Qianyun Gate here, but if he let a doll of the Innate Realm slip away under his nose, wouldn't it be a joke for him to cultivate in the Dao Xuan Realm?

The old man slowly stretched out his hands, and the two fingers of his right hand were put together into a sword, and the seals shuttled back and forth in his hands.

"Up!"

With the old man's low shout, between Han Xiaoyu's body, eighteen sword qi instantly formed, hanging in all directions, sealing all the retreats of the two.

"Go back with me obediently, as long as your master can come to the sect with what we want, the old man will personally admit you into the sect, and use your body to create the root bones, presumably in my One Qi Sword Sect, you can also be a personal disciple!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the disciples of the surrounding sect all gasped.

The One Qi Sword Sect, although it is not as good as the Purple Qi Sect, but it also belongs to the first-class sect, and the personal disciple in charge of the first-class sect, what is this concept?

Among them, even including the elder of the One Qi Sword Sect, they were all half a point lower than the girl in front of them.

One step to the sky, compared to Sima Qingyun's promise to Han Xiaohuan, this is called one step to the sky!

Ren Wuyang naturally saw the talent of Han Xiaoyu's divine product, so he said such a thing.

But then again, not to mention their several first-class sects, even among the Xuanyue, this girl's talent is also excellent.

Han Xiaohuan's originally cheerful expression froze on her face in an instant, she was familiar with human feelings, so she could naturally hear that what Ren Wuyang said was definitely not a deception!

Damn it!!

Han Xiaohuan held the spirit sword tightly in his hand, but he didn't expect that at this time, Han Xiaoyu still had such an opportunity.

"Dreaming!"

As soon as the spirit sword in Han Xiaoyu's hand moved, the seven-foot-long sword instantly stabbed at the sword qi suspended in front of him.

There were bursts of aura fluctuations in the long sword that made everyone jaw-dropping, but unfortunately, there was too much difference between her and Ren Wuyang.

The spirit sword in his hand shattered instantly, and with a single move of Han Xiaoyu, a long sword full of cold light appeared in his hand again.

Han Xiaohuan, who saw this scene, bit his lips with his teeth.

A spirit sword needs to be cherished in her eyes, but Han Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to the spirit sword that was obviously too much higher than her hand.

That's the gap between them, and that's why she resents them.

And the same scene fell in Ren Wuyang's eyes, but it was a different scene.

This girl is only a mid-congenital stage of cultivation, but the richness of this aura already has a faint hint of the breath of the human realm.

What's even more commendable is that in this girl's sword, there is a trace of sword intent that even he is still groping for!

Such a heavenly pride is hard to find in a thousand years!

This time, even if he can't bring back what he wants, as long as he can bring this seedling back to the One Qi Sword Sect, he will also make a great contribution!

"Female doll, you go to the sect with me, and I will let this prince leave the prince, how about it?"

Ren Wuyang walked out of the sword formation step by step, looked at Han Xiaoyu with a hot expression, and said softly.

Looking at Xiao Xu, who was already dying, and looking at those sect disciples who were eyeing him, the spirit sword raised by Han Xiaoyu slowly fell.

"No, Xiaoyu, you can't go with them, the sinister sect is far beyond your imagination!"

Xiao Xu's face changed greatly, his background determined that he knew the sect better than ordinary people.

For a trace of royal luck, you can cultivate a monster like Zhang Tong, in Xiao Xi's eyes, the sect is the Longtan Tiger's Den.

"Okay, I'll ...... you"

Han Xiaoyu leaned over, took out a crystal clear jade pendant from his waist, stuffed it into Xiao Xi's hand, and then turned to Ren Wuyang and said.

But halfway through the sentence, a mutation protruded.