Zheng Shaoyu passed in front of Yuan Sanye with a collapsed face, and he didn't even look at her. Yuan Sanye glanced at him curiously, and when he saw the totem of the dragon on the back of his hand, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and sure enough.

Zheng Qilin beckoned her into the house behind him.

"Miss Yuan, I'll get straight to the point." This time, Zheng Qilin stopped talking nonsense, and directly put forward his request: "Can you help me transcribe this ancient scroll in the current script?" ”

"Yes!" Yuan Sanye agreed.

Before Zheng Qilin had time to be happy, Yuan Sanye made another request: "But I have a request." ”

Zheng Qilin frowned, but said happily: "You say, as long as I can do it." ”

"All I need you to do is answer one question." Yuan Sanye walked to the landscape painting and stroked it with his hand, the blood on it seemed to have been diluted, and there was no way to find it.

But Zheng Qilin was very nervous, he was almost sure that she knew what was behind it, and he was afraid that she would ask.

"Behind this is a corpse!" While she was asking, what was available was a declarative sentence.

She really knew that the murderous intent in Zheng Qilin's eyes flashed, but he wanted to know what else she knew: "How do you know?" ”

"Induction!" Yuan Sanye put one hand on the mountain, closed his eyes and felt the scene inside, but he couldn't feel anything.

"Induction?" Zheng Qilin didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't help but believe it, this secret was only known to the heads of the Zheng family for generations, and she couldn't know it from others.

"Do you believe I'm a beast now?" Yuan Sanye asked.

"You say you're a kun?" Zheng Qilin said: "But I have never seen this animal in ancient books. ”

"Because our race has died out, in the Great War of the Ancients." Yuan Sanye's eyes appeared in front of the scene of that year, the sea water was dyed bright red, at that time she was just a juvenile fish, and she was not qualified to fight, so she could only watch the death of her kind one after another.

"Then why are you still alive?" Unconsciously, this conversation became Yuan Sanye's rhythm, and Zheng Qilin asked along her words.

"Fluke!" Yuan Sanye replied perfunctorily.

Zheng Qilin squinted slightly, didn't speak, and thought to himself, if you weren't still useful now, you would have died eight hundred times.

"I want to ask if you have a magic weapon for conjuring spirits?" Yuan Sanye found their original intention of coming here in his memory.

"Yes, Spiriting Banner." Zheng Qilin replied very simply.

"Can you borrow it from me?"

"As long as you transcribe the scrolls." This is not a difficult thing to do, Zheng Qilin agreed.

"It's a deal." Yuan Sanye looked at Zheng Qilin, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised.

The light corners of his mouth always made Zheng Qilin feel as if he had fallen into some trap, and he replied a little hesitantly: "A word is a certainty." ”

After reaching an agreement, they didn't need to compete anymore, everyone went through the back door and lived directly in a courtyard next to the fifth palace, one person and one room, and the service of the outer disciples, and the courses of the inner disciples could be taken casually, and the library for the inner disciples could also be read casually.

This made Liu Yucheng, who was now bent on becoming stronger, excited, and in Chen Jifan's explanation, he also knew that another personality in Yuan Sanye's body now took the initiative. He didn't know how to describe the situation, so he could only explain it with a split personality, but fortunately it made sense. And now this personality has become cold, not smiling, everything is straightforward, and everything he says has an irresistible sense of obedience, which is the coercion formed by staying in the top position for a long time, and it is the domineering spirit that despises all beings in the world.

Anyway, she has become a strong person, and she still needs to work hard to be worthy of herself, and he can't always look up to her, although her current cultivation is not very good.

Although Yuan Sanye was proficient in Pangu language, she didn't know anything about the words created by the human race later, and she needed to read a large number of ancient scrolls in order to translate the words on the ancient scrolls more accurately. Therefore, Yuan Sanye soaked in the library every day, only reading the records of that kind of literature.

On this day, she was flipping through ancient books on the top floor of the library.

This is a library for inner disciples, with three floors and a collection of 100,000 books. There are countless people who come to borrow books every day, and on this day, a few inner disciples came to the library together, but they did not stop on the second floor where the cultivation exercises were placed, but went to the third floor, which had been unattended.

"Is that her?" A handsome teenager asked.

"Yes." The person who answered was Sun Dejun, who was slapped by Shen Hanyang in Boundless Square, it turned out that he also entered the inner door and found a helper, wanting to avenge the beating that day.

Yuan Sanye and others are all on his revenge list, and the weakest among these people is her, of course, the persimmon must be pinched from the softest. Then there was Chen Jifan, then Gui Liren, Gou Yu, and finally Shen Hanyang.

"Do it!"

The handsome young man waved his hand, and the other two teenagers suddenly jumped out, sandwiching Yuan Sanye between them on the left and right, pinching the sword trick in his hand, and pointing at her acupoint, her upper body couldn't move in an instant.

Seeing that it went so smoothly and caught her, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Sun Dejun's mouth, offend the master, look at how you die!

The group held Yuan Sanye, who was unable to move, came to a remote wood, and only after making sure that no one was following them, they loosened their grip on Yuan Sanye.

"You!" Yuan Sanye recognized it at a glance, and Sun Dejun, who was arguing with her in Tianya Square that day, frowned and was a little puzzled.

"Yo, I still know the master!" Sun Dejun stretched out his hand to pull her face.

Yuan Sanye squinted his eyes and slapped him in the face in front of him.

The sound of "pop" was crisp and loud, and it was much more painful than the last time Shen Han Yang fan.

"Hahaha!" The little friends he brought with him laughed at him at this time.

"Dejun! Didn't you say it was a soft persimmon? ”

"The little lady is very angry."

"One more!"

The coaxing of the little friends made Sun Dejun's face blue and red for a while, Ma Dan, originally to avenge the revenge of the day's face, but I didn't expect to be fanned by the softest persimmon today, if this revenge is not reported on the spot, you won't have to be a person in the future.

Sun Dejun was angry, but Yuan Sanye didn't take them to heart at all: "I advise you to take me back immediately, if the sect master knows, I'm afraid that you won't know how to die!" ”

"The little lady is not only angry, but also has a very horizontal mouth!" The handsome young man in the lead was originally just collecting money to do things, but at this time, he became interested in Yuan Sanye: "Do you want to play with the master?" As he spoke, he touched Yuan Sanye's face.

This young man still has some ability, he seems to be slow to get started, but Yuan Sanye can't stop it.

"Senior Brother Wang!" The five finger prints on Sun Dejun's face had already appeared at this time, and he urgently needed to take matters into his own hands to get back face.

The handsome young man who was called Senior Brother Wang glanced at him and retreated to the back.

"As long as you disappear, no one will know!" Sun Dejun slapped his palm and exerted twelve points of strength, Yuan Sanye was knocked away, fell heavily to the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

She propped up the ground with her right hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her left hand, and whispered, "Boy, you me off!" ”