The sky was already bright, and soft light fell on every inch of Beiyuan Xianzong's land.

But it reflects a scene of desolation and chaos.

The once peaceful and solemn fairyland now seems to have suffered a devastating disaster.

Everywhere there were building timbers that had been smashed to pieces by the rushing water.

Those beams and pillars, some thick and some thin, were crisscrossed in every corner, as if telling the story of the disaster that happened last night.

Bricks were also scattered all over the ground, broken and intact, stacked up layer upon layer, so densely packed that it was almost impossible to find a place to step.

In a relatively open space, Young Master Qin stood next to Sect Leader Wang.

He said aloud: "Uncle, this must be the work of Piao Miao Xian Zong, I'm sure of it."

At this time, Sect Leader Wang felt a little disgusted with his nephew, and he had originally detained those people and released them since he could not get any information from them.

The nephew insisted that they could not be released, but the disciple heard their conversation and secretly arrested another group of people.

That's why such a big disaster happened.

Sect Leader Wang said, "What do you think we should do now, nephew?"

The cultivation level of that little girl last night was truly unfathomable. I, your uncle, absolutely cannot afford to offend her. Now most of our sect has been destroyed.

Young Master Qin said, "Uncle, what does that little girl you mentioned look like? How could she be so powerful?"

My uncle gave a brief description.

Young Master Qin sounded like he had seen him somewhere before.

Finally, I remembered something and took out my cell phone.

I dug out the video from Dongmaige and showed it to my uncle: "Uncle, is that the little girl?"

Sect Leader Wang took the phone and looked at it carefully, then said, "It was so dark last night, it seems a bit similar."

Then, Sect Leader Wang said, "My dear nephew, I don't want to read any scriptures anymore."

You see, this sect was almost destroyed by my uncle.

Young Master Qin knew clearly at this time that if he continued to persuade his uncle to become an enemy of the Piao Miao Immortal Sect, it might backfire.

Then he said: "This time it was the nephew's fault that almost harmed his uncle."

Sect Leader Wang's expression eased a little.

At this moment, Young Master Qin's heart was filled with turmoil as he thought about what his uncle had just said.

The little girl last night had such a high level of cultivation. If all this is true, then the destruction of the City Lord's Mansion makes sense.

Young Master Qin clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

I thought to myself: This revenge cannot be repaid for the time being."

I can only endure it for the time being and wait for the right time to report it.

…

The faint light of morning light gently falls on the courtyard of Beiyancheng.

After a short rest, I planned to go and check on my second brother and the others to see how they were doing.

As soon as he reached the gate of his second brother's residence, Baili Yanran's sweet voice reached his ears: "Brother Song, let me bandage you quickly."

Then the second brother's slightly embarrassed voice sounded: "No... no need, Sister Yanran, I... I can do it myself."

My heart suddenly tightened. The light was dim yesterday.

I didn't know where my second brother was injured, and he didn't say a word about it after he came back.

I pushed open the gate anxiously and walked in quickly.

I saw Sister Yanran holding gauze and tightly pulling the second brother's arm, while the second brother slightly turned sideways with an unnatural expression.

I hurried forward and asked with concern, "Second brother, are you seriously injured?"

When my second brother saw me coming, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Said: "My little sister is here. The injury is not serious. Look, sister Yanran insisted on bandaging me. Second brother said he would do it himself."

Sister Yanran looked at me and pretended to be angry and said, "Sister Ling'er, look at your second brother, he is not obedient at all.

He's already injured, but I didn't want to bandage him, and now the wound is bleeding again."

Only then did I notice that there was a small cut on my second brother's arm, with blood slowly oozing out, but it didn't seem to be serious.

Afterwards, Sister Yanran took advantage of the fact that her second brother no longer resisted and bandaged his wound skillfully.

Looking at my second brother again at this time, his cheeks were slightly flushed and his eyes were a little evasive.

After the bandage was completed, the second brother coughed lightly and said shyly, "Thank you, Sister Yanran."

Then he turned to me again, his expression becoming serious: “Little sister, you and I will go to the west of the city later.

This time, thanks to Brother Jiang Huai for helping me find out the information," I quickly nodded and said, "Okay."

I returned to the courtyard and waited quietly for my second brother to come and call me.

When I was bored, I took out my mobile phone and started browsing casually.

My fingertips slid lightly across the screen, but I didn't realize it had only been a short time.

The familiar system prompt sounded suddenly: "The host's credit value has reached 1.5 million. Please go to the backend to upgrade the new application."

When I heard this sudden voice, I was stunned at first, thinking that the system was sending me more cultivation points, but it turned out to be an upgrade application.

I took my phone and went into the backstage to check, and what caught my eye were the icons of several games.

I couldn't help but lean in to examine it more closely, muttering to myself, "Isn't this Go or chess from Blue Star? Oh, why does this feel like mahjong?"

Full of doubts, I couldn't help but ask aloud, "System, why are you upgrading these?"

The disgusted system voice came again: "Host, I am the entertainment system. Why do you say I should upgrade this?"

I was stunned at first, then nodded as if suddenly understanding, and said "oh" a few times.

Then he asked, "Is it the same as Blue Star?"

The system explained slowly, "There are some differences."

This mahjong is made up of spiritual beasts, spiritual plants and spiritual fruits.

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