The next day, Su Yimian opened her tired eyes, only to feel that her hand had been very warm, and when she looked down, she saw that she was holding Lin Wangyue's hand tightly, her face suddenly turned red, and she looked at the owner of that hand carefully.

Lin Wangyue was leaning on the stone wall to take a nap, he closed his eyes lightly, and one of his long legs was propped up, even in this somewhat dirty stone cave, the white clothes on his body were still not stained, and he looked like a merry and talented man.

Su Yimian looked at it from this angle, and he could just see his tall nose bridge and thin lips, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile. She saw Lin Wangyue's hand on her abdomen, and knew that he was about to wake up, so she quickly closed her eyes and pretended that she hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Wangyue opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was to see if Su Yimian had woken up, but the girl still slept soundly with her eyes closed, he was a little helpless, and stretched out his hand to touch the temperature of Su Yimian's forehead.

After taking a closer look and making sure that the injuries on Su Yimian's body were improving, he gently pulled away Su Yimian's clenched hand, carefully put the girl's hand away, and then stood up and picked up the selfless self that was put aside and walked out of the stone cave.

Outside the stone cave, there were already several disciples of other sects, watching Lin Wangyue walk out, they couldn't help but hold the magic weapon in their hands, obviously, they all knew that the white-clothed young man in front of them was not easy to deal with.

Lin Wangyue glanced at these people coldly, and said softly: "Are you trying to challenge me?"

These monks swallowed one after another, but thinking that there were so many people on their side, and Lin Wangyue was only one person, the chances of victory on their side were still very good.

Lin Wangyue saw that this person was determined to deal with himself, his eyes were lowered, and he began to move with his hand in his hand.

Several people saw Lin Wangyue's ghostly figure, and before they could react, there was a pain in their waists, and they looked at their abdomen in some surprise, their complete clothes had been torn, and blood had soaked their clothes.

Lin Wangyue, on the other hand, stood in his original position, without even a trace of wrinkles in the clothes on his body, and never pulled out of the scabbard.

Only then did these people know that Lin Wangyue's strength was incomparable to theirs, so they could only flee in embarrassment one by one.

Lin Wangyue put the selfless back on his back, turned around and entered the stone cave, at this time Su Yimian had already stood up holding the stone wall, she heard the footsteps outside, and suddenly looked up and saw Lin Wangyue's cold and unpopular eyes.

This was the first time she had seen the usually peaceful young man in white show such cold eyes, she wanted to open her mouth to speak, but remembering what she had done, she lost her courage.

It was Lin Wangyue who spoke first: "The injuries on your body are not healed yet, so let's rest more." ”

Su Yimian was completely embarrassed, knowing that she had done something wrong, she could only stand there a little cramped, and only said in a half-loud voice: "What happened yesterday, I did it wrong." ”

Lin Wangyue nodded his head and said, "I know." ”

She raised her head and glanced at Lin Wangyue carefully, and saw that the coldness in the young man's eyes had passed, so she had the courage to continue: "I know that I have troubled you, if you dislike my burden, you can leave first." ”

Lin Wangyue curled his fingers in his right hand and flicked them several times in the palm of his left hand, feeling a little impatient, he lowered his eyebrows, and his always clear and nice voice was helpless: "Then it's up to you." ”

Su Yimian pursed her lips, knowing that her behavior was annoying, not to mention that she had repeatedly rejected this person's kindness.

Lin Wangyue walked out of the stone cave with selflessness on her back, and her bamboo-like figure disappeared from Su Yimian's sight, she bit her lower lip tightly, and held back the sadness in her heart, people like her are not worthy of liking others, especially people like this.

She supported her body and walked out of the stone cave step by step, some dazzling sunlight outside stung her eyes, her steps paused, straightened her back, holding the red rattan whip, still the annoying genius of that Qianqiu Lou who loved to laugh and had a hot temper.

Not long after she walked out of the stone cave, she met several people from the same sect, and those people looked at her obviously injured appearance, and laughed one after another: "Isn't this the first true disciple of Qianqiu Building, how could he end up in such an embarrassed appearance?"

Su Yimian clenched the rattan whip in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and said, "What's the matter? Have you been tired of looking down on me, the first true disciple, for a long time?

Su Yi'an gritted his teeth fiercely, looking at the ugly and talented sister in front of him, why could this humble and ugly person get the favor of Elder Yiye and become a true disciple, but he could only be an inner disciple.

She showed a hideous smile and said viciously: "Sister, if you die here, I think no one will shed a tear for you except for that Yiye Elder." ”

Su Yimian didn't take Su Yi'an's direct threat to heart, she showed a good-looking smile: "Then my sister can try to take my life with her own hands." ”

The magic sword in Su Yi'an's hand flashed with a sharp light, and she had a cold face: "Then sister is welcome." ”

Su Yi'an united several people to attack Su Yimian, Su Yimian easily wrapped a person with a rattan whip, and threw it out with a force, and the person fell to the ground and raised a cloud of smoke and dust.

Su Yi'an saw that this ugly woman easily dealt with these people, and the roots of her teeth itched angrily, she took out several iron nails with a black body and shot them in the direction of Su Yimian.

Su Yimian hurriedly dodged these pitch-black iron nails, but her body had begun to slow down after the fight just now, and she couldn't dodge the iron nails and stabbed into her arm.

The bone-crushing pain made her snort, and she covered the wound on her arm, her body getting weaker and weaker, and finally she fell to the ground weakly.

Su Yi'an walked over, admiring her sister's miserable and pitiful appearance, raised Su Yimian's chin with her toes, as if looking at a lowly insect, and said with a smile: "Sister, you really look like a water dog, I don't want to beat you up again, so that you will be buried in this secret realm." ”

Su Yimian looked at her with those indifferent eyes, and said softly: "Anyway, you are going to kill me sooner or later, why pretend to be here to be hypocritical." ”

Su Yi'an withdrew her foot, letting Su Yimian's chin hit the ground heavily, and blood flowed from her chin on the rough ground, staining her snow-white skin red.

"Since my sister said so, then I'm welcome. Su Yi'an said, holding the magic sword, he was about to stab Su Yimian's back, but was repelled by a magic sword.

Su Yi'an only felt a huge coercion, her blood was surging violently, and her throat was fishy, she raised her eyes and looked at the comer, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

It was a man in white, holding her extremely ugly and disgusting sister in his arms, his handsome face was cold, and his eyes were firmly locked on him, making it difficult to breathe.