Chapter 7: Fate, the little goblin
Jiang Ling and Ji Ting saw from a distance the thunderclouds that covered the sky above the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as well as the monstrous demonic qi that was fighting against the thunder that day.
Jiang Ling saw that the demonic qi was really a little numb, but it was his palace master, and he couldn't just run away now.
Ji Ting sensed that something was wrong with him, moved closer, and smiled maliciously: "Wasn't the young palace master still excited just now?" Why are you scared now? β
Jiang Ling was immediately alert and asked, "How do you know that I am emotional...... halfway through speaking, and suddenly shut up consciously.
"Even if you don't say it, I know. I know all about what you think. Ji Ting said.
Jiang Ling only thought he was lying to the ghost.
"But you're not a ghost, you're human." Ji Ting had a hint of a smile in his tone.
However, Jiang Ling didn't notice it, he just felt a burst of horror: "What did you do to me?!" β
Ji Ting didn't answer his question, just looked ahead, and said to Jiang Ling: "Don't worry, with me, those demonic qi can't get close to you at all." β
Jiang Ling was successfully led astray, thinking of what happened in the quiet room not long ago, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and beckoned everyone to speed up again.
In a few breaths, hundreds of female cultivators dressed in the costumes of the disciples of the Yaohua Palace descended from the sky and fell in front of the many monks of the Sword Demon Tomb.
There was a heavy murderous aura on their faces, as if they would immediately rush up and fight with them without giving an explanation.
And the leader still had a calm expression, which inexplicably made people feel that he came with confidence, and his aura instantly improved a lot.
This is one of the necessary skills for a cowardly society, and Jiang Ling undoubtedly used it very well.
Seeing the people of Yaohua Palace running violently as if they wanted to ask the master for guilt, he was very angry in his heart, and he felt as if he had been offended and provoked, so he pointed at Jiang Ling and asked, "What is the young palace master doing here?" Do you want to shield the demon cultivators? β
Jiang Ling was not happy when she heard this. He hasn't asked the teacher yet, where did this come from, such an old man started to buckle his hat first?
He glanced at the old man lightly, but the next moment he put his eyes on the middle-aged man who looked like the leader, and ignored Mo Yu completely.
"I haven't asked you for an explanation yet, so the Taoist friends are the first to strike. My master has been in the devil for 500 years, but she has never hurt half of her life, you say she is a demon cultivator, but I don't admit it. β
Mo Yu retorted again: "You don't admit it, what's the use, she didn't kill so many people in the end!" β
Jiang Ling frowned and glanced at him, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Ji Ting beside him suddenly speak. His voice seemed to be disguised, and it became very gentle and soft, but the words he said were not forgiving at all: "The head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect actually doesn't care about the elders under his own sect bullying a junior? This is the rule of your Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Just a little baby, also here to make a big statement! The palace master of Yaohua Palace has turned into a divine cultivator, if it weren't for being slandered and restricting his spiritual power, he would be able to pinch you to death with a raised hand! β
"He Fang's yellow-haired child dares to be disrespectful to Elder Ben!" That Mo Yu had never been so face-stricken, when he threw a long whip of spiritual power at Ji Ting.
Ji Ting sneered, and was about to pick up the attack, when he suddenly blocked a person, and it turned out that Jiang Ling was standing in front of him with his feet raised.
Although the spiritual power whip came with a fierce momentum, when it reached the distance of a punch in front of Jiang Ling, it was intercepted, and then gradually dissipated in the air.
It turned out that the boss stepped in to stop Mo Yu's attack.
"This doesn't seem to be a disciple of Yaohua Palace." He looked at Ji Ting, the emotion in his eyes was inexplicable, and his face was unfathomable.
However, in terms of pretending to be unfathomable, who can compare to Jiang Ling? He also looked back and said, "It's not a disciple of Yaohua Palace, it's better than a disciple of Yaohua Palace." Yaohua Palace is a lifesaver for my friend. β
"Oh? What does this say? The master's tone fluctuated a little at this time, and he asked.
Jiang Ling didn't answer, but just said, "Why don't you put my master down first?" If it goes on like this, the thunder will be heavy one after another that day, even if the master turns into a god cultivator, he will be split into a scattered body, how will you face our Yaohua Palace at that time?! β
"That demon girl is about to accept the curse of heaven, and it has nothing to do with what you say next, right?" That Mo Yu came out to scare Jiang Ling again.
Jiang Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and mocked: "How can it be okay? Your old man doesn't want to think about what we're doing in the Yaohua Palace? Am you not entirely sure that I will say these things to the boss? You elder is really a bit of a water......"
Jiang Ling's words were not ambiguous at all, and the hearts of the people were distressed, and even Ji Ting couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth on the side. But it was fleeting, and no one noticed.
"You ......"
"Alright, you don't have to say a word! What's the point of being angry with a child?! The head scolded Mo Yu, and the next moment he used his aura, held the ball in both hands and placed it on his chest, and then pushed it forward violently, and a burst of vast spiritual power surged towards that formation.
The intense light flashed suddenly, but it dimmed again in the blink of an eye, Jiang Ling's eyes were fixed on the formation that was still running slowly just now, and it had a tendency to stop at this moment, and he was overjoyed. Then, I heard the sound of someone vomiting blood in my ears.
He looked back, only to see that the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was spitting blood at this time, his face was a little pale, it should be that the injury was not light, and the people on the side ran over to support him, in fact, he just wanted to take the opportunity to brush up on his sense of existence.
Only the silver-haired boy on his right, with an outstanding temperament, seemed to really care about him.
Then Mo Yu seized the opportunity to embarrass Jiang Ling, as if Jiang Ling owed him a large amount of spirit stones: "The head of the sect wants to stop the running magic circle, and now it is being counterattacked, if you can't say a suitable reason, our Ten Thousand Swords Sect will not agree!" β
Jiang Ling smiled confidently, and then the strategy agreed with Ji Ting in advance was implemented, and the two cooperated tacitly, and they couldn't find the slightest flaw in it. And it was clearly organized, reasonable, and after the two of them explained, everyone's hearts were shaken.
Could it be that they are really guilty of public anger and wrong by bringing them in?
"Don't listen to the demon girl's apprentice's gossip to confuse the public!" Mo Yu was shocked, seeing that Jiang Ling was about to turn the tables, so he hurriedly tried to save everyone's thoughts.
And some people just don't give him face.
The silver-haired young man took a step forward, saluted Jiang Ling, and glanced at Ji Ting again, before he spoke: "In Xia Andi." β
Jiang Ling's eyes widened.
No wonder he felt that this young man seemed to be quite familiar just now, and there seemed to be such a silver-haired young man in his memory.
Jiang Ling didn't know him in the original book, but Jiang Ling, who had crossed over, would never fail to know this Andi! Because this is the death and resurrection of the legendary love of the male protagonist, so that he can destroy the white moonlight of the cultivation realm!
At first, Jiang Ling thought the name was good, after all, Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale collection was his favorite book when he was a child. I didn't expect to be so sick later.
And now this person is also standing in front of him completely!
Moreover, was he looking at Ji Ting just now?
Is it destined to be entangled between the male protagonist and his white moonlight? The first time you see it, you can't take your eyes off it?
Oh! Fate this little goblin!
However, no matter how turbulent Jiang Ling's heart was at this time, he was at least calm on the surface: "It turned out to be an Daoist friend of An Tu, who has admired the name for a long time. β
"The daimyo didn't dare to be, but he was just stained with the light of the master." He modestly exchanged politeness with Jiang Ling, and then set his eyes on Ji Ting.
When An Di spoke again, others couldn't hear anything, but Ji Ting heard it clearly, and this guy even softened his tone a lot: "Dare to ask the name of Daoyou?" β
"Ji Shu." Ji Ting didn't want to talk to this person who seemed to like him, so he cherished words even more.
An Di thought that Ji Ting was such a character, so she asked again: "What you just said is true?" β
Ji Ting frowned, barely held back his anger, and said coldly: "Believe it, it's useless to ask more." β
Andy nodded, as if relieved and happyβthough he still looked cold on the surface, and couldn't tell what the outcome of an iceberg's conversation with another was.
An Di turned around and said a few words to the master in charge, and after a while, the master waved his hand and said to Jiang Ling and the others: "That's it, since An Di has already vouched for you, and what you said is not unreasonable, this matter will end here." β
Jiang Ling was about to say okay, okay, he was going to apply for a leave of absence when this matter was over, but he didn't expect that the disciples of Yaohua Palace behind him would be unhappy.
"You kidnapped our head without saying a word, and injured her like this! Do you want to settle things in one sentence? Although my Yaohua Palace is a female streamer, it is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others! β
"Yes!" The disciple closest to Jiang Ling echoed, and then directly poked Jiang Ling's back, urging: "Senior sister, you can also say a few words!" β
Jiang Ling really doesn't have anything to say.
He also came this time to round the lies he made up for a long time, and to be reasonable, both sides don't seem to be very reasonable, so why make things so stiff?
However, it is one thing for him, an outsider, to think about what these natives think, after all, the face of a sect is more important than anything else in the eyes of these people.
If any sect seems to be easy to bully, then after the appearance of the secret realm, the weaker side will not be able to share good resources.
No one wants to be the bottom one.
Jiang Ling rubbed for a while, and was about to say something to quickly fool this matter, when he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and a strong demonic aura overwhelmingly pressed towards everyone's heads.