Meet the female supporting role

"Junior Brother Xiao, I am a member of our sect, but I don't have your surname. How can there be a wedding date?" Yan Meiqian held his wrist in front of his abdomen. At this moment, his brows were cold as ice. He always had an indifferent expression towards everything, but now a hint of disgust appeared in him.

Hu Qianji raised his chin and smiled contemptuously at Yan Meiqian.

"So what?"

"Could you possibly protect him forever?"

Yan Meiqian's dull eyes seemed to be twitching.

For him, the three words "Hengyuan Sect" have been engraved in his heart for too long, to the point where it is difficult to let go. The people in Hengyuan Sect, or even just insignificant flowers and trees, have long since turned into "obsession" in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a while, Hu Qianji snorted and chuckled.

This is just a fake young man who talks big.

At this point, Fox Qianji stepped on the shadow.

He brought a group of Liuli Sect disciples behind him and slowly passed Yan Meiqian, but the Hengyuan Sect disciples around him did not give way and looked at the newcomer vigilantly.

At this time, Yan Meiqian turned around and her voice was still the same as usual, but this time when you listened carefully, you could hear some certainty.

He said, "I told you, Junior Brother Xiao is from my sect."

"Protecting my junior brother is just what a senior brother should do."

Hu Qianji sneered. It was just a sect. If he lost this one, he could find another one. With his talent, the whole world should make way for him.

Why take it so seriously? You're such a fool.

Hu Qianji definitely didn't understand the meaning of this.

Yan Meiqian lowered his eyes. He naturally understood that Hu Qianji and he were not of the same kind.

That's all.

Yan Meiqian waved at the disciples who were blocking her way.

Before leaving, Hu Qianji raised his eyelids and looked back to take a closer look at the completely different rebel on this "road".

"I hope you can still maintain this in the fairyland~"

Wait until people walk away.

Lin Xingwan crossed her arms and clenched her fists towards the Hengyuan Sect disciple beside her, grinning mischievously.

“You did a good job just now.”

*

The shadows of the trees swayed, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the passage of time in the fairyland seemed to be much slower than in the outside world.

At least after entering the fairyland, the sun above your head only moves a little.

Xiao Cha followed behind Song Liubai, with a lot of sweat on his forehead.

Perhaps because his feet were sore, Xiao Cha slowed down his pace. He lowered his head and panted, thinking.

This fairyland is not only restricted to those with the Jindan level of cultivation, but also flying will attract thunder. This is troublesome. It just so happens that this body has not been specially trained. If I continue like this, I am afraid that I will wake up in extreme pain tomorrow. I don’t know when I can find the people from Hengyuan Sect.

"Can't walk?"

Song Liubai stopped silently and stretched out a hand. "Do you want to grab it?"

Maybe he was afraid that Xiao Cha would reject him.

Song Liubai added slowly, "I think it will be much better if you use the force to walk."

Xiao Cha is not the type to show off his strength, so why wouldn't he accept the kindness extended to him by others?

"Thanks... eh?"

Song Liubai held his hand tightly, and facing Xiao Cha's puzzled gaze, he said as if it was a matter of course, "I'm worried that my junior brother will fall."

Xiao Cha didn't say anything, but because his mind unconsciously recalled the "accidental" kiss just now, he began to have wild thoughts.

Song Liubai felt the warmth of his palm and glanced at the young man who was lowering his head beside him. Like a docile rabbit, he also began to have wild thoughts.

So good...

Just follow others like this without worrying about being "kidnapped".

However, this situation did not last long.

I came across a dilapidated little temple built on an ordinary roadside.

Song Liubai immediately decided to rest in this temple for a while.

There is a peach tree in the courtyard of the small temple with flowers in full bloom. Broken tiles are piled up in the corner of the wall, covered with moss and becoming nests for insects.

Apparently the original owner wanted to use it to renovate the small temple, but for some reason, no one was managing it.

"Junior brother, don't move here. I will be back soon." Song Liubai turned around and said, then walked into the temple.

Xiao Cha stood there, thinking over and over what he had just said. He always felt that Song Liubai was taking advantage of him, but he had no evidence.

Xiao Cha came back to his senses and raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on the plaque with unclear words.

It took Xiao Cha a long time before she could see the words "Yong'an" engraved on the plaque.

Xiao Cha couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Will there be people building temples in the fairyland?"

Just then, Song Liubai walked out of the temple with his arms folded across his chest, saying, "I don't know how long this temple has been abandoned. It's already in ruins."

Song Liubai reached out and touched the door frame, immediately coming away with a hand full of black ash. "But other than a bit of dirt, there's no sign of a spirit beast intrusion."

Xiao Cha lifted her skirt and walked up a few steps, stopping at the threshold of the small temple.

There was nothing else in the small temple except a high platform made of mud with a picture hanging on it whose content could not be seen clearly.

"This painting?" As a temporary materialist, Xiao Cha still has respect for the word "faith" in his heart.

Song Liubai turned around and looked at the painting on the wall, saying casually, "This temple is very small, and there's no special altar. It must be a local deity created by the villagers themselves."

"Villagers?"

“Are there villagers here too?”

Xiao Cha expressed his doubts just now.

Song Liubai pursed his lips, shook his head slightly, and then said, "The fairyland is formed when a cultivator fails to transcend tribulation. The undying resentment forms. When it forms, it absorbs the surrounding objects, and the powerful spiritual sea will also separate into various spiritual objects."

"This small temple here was probably sucked into some mountain villa when it was formed." After Song Liubai said this, he took out two cushions from the small bag on his waist in front of Xiao Cha and placed them in the corner where the sunlight could not reach.

"Uh?" Xiao Cha raised his eyebrows slightly.

What exactly is in Song Liubai's bag?

Song Liubai swung his clothes, bent his knees, looked up at Xiao Cha and gave her a perfect smile, "Junior brother, time is running out, get some rest quickly."

The young man's handsome face was exposed without reservation.

At that moment, Xiao Cha thought of the smiling angel, Samoyed.

In response to this, Xiao Cha quickly and silently shook out the chaos in his mind and sat on another cushion next to Song Liubai.

However, they didn't know that a dark shadow flashed across the faded and blurred painting.

And in the shadow of the scroll, a pair of gloomy eyes are quietly peeping.

What a pleasant smell... It has been a long time since any human appeared in the fairyland.

And at this moment, a few small screams were heard outside the door.

Xiao Cha and Song Liubai tacitly did not speak, but looked at each other.

Song Liubai closed his head and used his spiritual consciousness to see the outside world clearly.

Half a mile away.

Two women came running over, exhausted.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!!! There is a small temple ahead!" The woman in white was covered in blood and it looked like she had experienced something very tragic.

Behind her was a woman in green.

The woman in green kept looking back, her expression terrified. "What on earth are those things behind Senior Sister? Why are they attacking people?"

"This group of people are from the Wushan Sect." Song Liubai opened his eyes, lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "The thing following them seems to be the mud snake from the fairyland."

As soon as the word "mud snake" came out.

It brought back Xiao Cha's memories of the original work.

Mud snakes live under the moist surface all year round, absorbing nutrients from grass roots. They prefer shade and fear sunlight, and are gentle and not afraid of people.

In short, mud snakes will not actively attack people.

Xiao Cha crossed his arms, wondering what these two women had done to cause the mud snake to suddenly attack.

At this moment, Song Liubai held a piece of talisman paper between his fingertips and placed it under the cushion under him, and there was no other movement.

Although Xiao Cha didn't know what he was up to, he subconsciously believed in Song Liubai.

Until the footsteps got closer.

Soon a woman in a white veil broke into the small temple.

Then, the system actually started broadcasting.

[Detected plot character - Jiang Lizhi - Cultivation: Early Nascent Soul Stage]

[Detected plot character - Jiang Sizhu - Cultivation: Early Nascent Soul Stage]

Xiao Cha subconsciously looked up at the door and suddenly met a pair of cold eyes.

"You two gentlemen can come and help me. Wushan will definitely repay you for your kindness today in the future." Jiang Lizhi said anxiously.

The person in front of him was none other than Jiang Lizhi, the third female character in the book, and the latter was Jiang Sizhu, the fourth female character in the book. She was also one of the protagonist's concubines. There was a line in the original book that was very appropriate for the two women: "The Companion Flower of Wushan."

When Xiao Cha was distracted, someone covered his palm and squeezed it hard.

Song Liubai: "Junior brother, do you want me to save them?"

Whatever you say, I will do it.

Xiao Cha's eyes were calm.

The mud snake is an excellent medicinal material. I think something went wrong when Jiang Lizhi was trying to subdue it.

Song Liubai noticed Xiao Cha's hesitation and glanced at Jiang Lizhi.

He whispered, "I know."

Then Song Liubai tore off the talisman paper on the cushion under him, raised two fingers, turned his wrist, and the talisman paper burned in his hand.

The ashes fell to the ground, and a golden light flashed across the sky.

"As long as you don't leave this door, this mud snake won't notice the presence of the two girls."

Song Liubai raised his head indifferently, clapped his hands, and continued: "Keep out of the spotlight, it's just a mud snake, there's no need to be afraid of it."

Jiang Lizhi shifted her gaze from Song Liubai to the ashes on the ground. She hadn't felt any fluctuations in Song Liubai's spiritual power just now, and was afraid that this person's skills were far superior to hers.

"Thank you, sir."

Jiang Lizhi threw the bones in his hand out and hit the mud snake, giving the woman in green a chance to escape.

"Junior sister!"

"I understand." The woman in green took a few steps back and retreated into the temple.

Then the two of them quickly closed the door, and the two sisters leaned against the door and looked at each other.

Jiang Lizhi bowed to them and said, "I am Jiang Lizhi, a disciple of Wushan, and she is my junior sister Jiang Sizhu. I thank you both for your help just now. If you need anything important in the future, I will definitely do my best to help you."

That's all.

Jiang Sizhu slowed down her breathing and walked to Jiang Lizhi's side. When she saw the two people in front of her, her pupils shrank in surprise.

"Senior Sister, this... this person's soul is incomplete, broken and then restored. He should have died a long time ago...

The person she was talking about was obviously Xiao Cha.