Chapter 7: Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief!

The entrance to the secret realm was shrouded in a thick white mist.

When the poplar velvet came out of the white mist, it was a vast white snowfield.

An icy cold wind blew in his face.

Even though she was a monk, she couldn't help but shudder.

Yang Rongrong rubbed his arms, shrunk his neck and walked forward, but he was stopped by someone after just two steps.

"Hey! Hold it! ”

Stopping her were two male monks, both of whom were cultivators in the foundation building period.

They were all wearing purple robes, presumably brothers of the same sect.

Yang Rongrong had to stop: "What's the matter?" ”

The two male monks looked her up and down, and saw that she was ordinary-looking and poorly dressed, and guessed that she must have come from some small sect with a horn, and their attitude towards her became more and more arrogant.

One of them had his chin held high, and he was domineering.

"Which sect are you from? What is your name? Who is Master? ”

Yang Rongrong couldn't figure out their purpose, so he didn't plan to tell the truth, and said nonsense casually.

"I'm from Huaguo Mountain, my surname is Sun, and my master is Xuanzang."

Neither of them had heard of Huaguo Mountain, and Xuanzang was even more unheard of, it seemed that what they expected was good, the fat girl in front of her was really from a shabby background.

In this way, they have no scruples.

The two of them smiled meaninglessly, and the man on the left said arrogantly.

"We are the inner disciples of Zixiao Sect, my name is Zhang Quan, and the one next to me is my senior brother, his name is Zhou Yuan. Presumably you should have heard of our Zixiao Sect, our sect is different from your little Huaguo Mountain, our Zixiao Sect is a famous sect in Kyushu, and all the sects have to be polite when they see us. ”

Yang Rong Rong has indeed heard of Zixiao Gate.

In the past, when she had just entered the Xuanyue Sword Venerable Sect, many sects had sent congratulatory gifts, including Zixiao Sect.

But because Xuanyue Jianzun was cold and arrogant by nature and didn't like to socialize with people, those who gave gifts were sent back before they could even enter the sect.

Yang Rong nodded perfunctorily: "Oh, then you guys are really amazing." ”

Zhang Quan became more and more proud, and his chin was about to rise to the sky: "That's nature!" ”

Zhou Yuan pretended to be authentic.

"Miss Sun, this Qingxia Secret Realm is not an ordinary place, you are afraid that it will be difficult to find an exit for a weak female streamer, what if you encounter danger along the way? Our master often taught us to be kind to others, and when we saw that you were very pitiful to be alone, we specially allowed you to go with us. ”

Zhang Quan echoed: "With our senior brother here, we will definitely be able to ensure your safety." ”

Yang Rongrong pretended to be moved, and said cautiously: "You guys are too good, right, but you and I don't know each other, why do you want to help me?" ”

These two guys are not good people at first glance, they are courteous and courteous, and they are either traitors or thieves!

Sure enough, the next moment she saw Zhang Quan stretch out his hand.

He smiled and said, "Although we are good people, we can't work in vain, why don't you have to give us a hundred spirit stones as a reward." ”

Yang Rongrong covered the Qiankun bag hanging from his waist: "But I don't have so many spirit stones." ”

Zhou Yuan immediately said: "The magic weapon spirit rune can also be, if it really doesn't work, the sword on your body can also be used." ”

His eyes are very sharp, although the fat girl's sword looks ordinary, but the workmanship is very good, if you use your spiritual sense to carefully examine, you can still feel the pure aura that lingers around it.

It can be seen that this is definitely a top-grade spirit sword!

Yang Rongrong asked rhetorically: "What if I don't give it?" ”

"Then don't blame us for being rude to you."

Speaking of which, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan have completely torn off their disguises, and it is clear that they are robbing.

This is not the first time the two of them have done this kind of thing, in the past, they often robbed some lonely young monks, and they chose some monks with low cultivation and no background, even if those monks suffered losses in their hands, they could not reason, and in the end they could only admit it.

The two of them have gained a lot of benefits by relying on this kind of unruly means.

After entering the secret realm today, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan did not rush to hunt for treasures like other monks, but stayed near the entrance of the secret realm, intending to wait for the rabbit.

As a result, they waited for the "little rabbit" of Yang Rongrong.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan are both cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, and if the two of them join forces, it will not be a problem to win a Yang Velvet.

Yang Rongrong looked at the other party's fearless appearance and asked, "I remember that the trial conference forbade monks to kill each other, right?" Aren't you afraid that I will denounce you? ”

Zhang Quan sneered unceremoniously, looking at her like looking at a fat lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"We didn't kill you, we just wanted to have a discussion with you, take a step back and say, even if we really accidentally killed you today, then we can only blame you for your own inferior skills, who let this be the cultivation realm? The cultivation realm is originally the law of the jungle. ”

Zhou Yuan said impatiently: "Don't waste time, hurry up and hand over all the spirit stones." ”

Yang Rongrong pretended to be very scared: "Okay, I'll give you the spirit stone, you must be the talker, and if you take the spirit stone, you have to let me go." ”

She said as she reached for her bag.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan both thought that they had the chance to win, and when they were thinking about how to take away all the spirit stones and magic weapons on Yang Rongrong's body, they suddenly saw a flash of white light!

Yang Rongrong, who was still shrinking and cowardly, had already changed his expression.

The sword of innocence in her hand was already unsheathed.

The snow-white sharp blade drew a sharp arc in mid-air, and the strong sword wind stabbed towards Zhang Quan's heart!

Zhang Quan was taken aback by this sudden change and hurriedly retreated.

Zhou Yuan hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon.

His weapon was a silver hammer wrapped in electric light, which looked shiny.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan were both cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, and it stands to reason that as long as the two of them joined forces, no ordinary monk in the foundation building period could be their opponent.

This is also the main reason why they dare to attack the lone monk in the secret realm.

Because the monks who can enter this secret realm can only build a foundation for the highest cultivation.

It's a pity that Yang Rongrong is not an ordinary foundation building monk.

She had cultivated to the stage of transforming into a god, not to mention that she was rampant in the immortal cultivation world, but no one dared to provoke her at will.

It's a pity that her cultivation was completely wasted later, and she also injured her spiritual root, and she bothered to cultivate for many years, but she could only reach the foundation building period.

Even so, her mental strength and experience in fighting the enemy were far from being comparable to those of ordinary foundation building monks.

In the face of characters like the Demon King, Demon Venerable, Ghost Emperor, and Sword Venerable, Yang Rongrong's ability is definitely not enough.

But it was too easy to deal with two ordinary monks who were both in the foundation building period.

After just three or two strokes, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan, who were arrogant and domineering just now, have been beaten to the ground.

The two were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, crying and shouting for mercy.

"We were wrong! We don't dare anymore! Grandma, please spare us! ”