Chapter 6 The sword of waste is still waste

"Why contact her? You know her cultivation is poor."

Jiang Qingfeng frowned, looking impatient.

He looked at Jiang Qingjiu and said unhappily: "You know your cultivation is poor, but you still come to Youzhou City. Do you want to die?"

It's been so many years, and she is still stuck in the Qi Refining Stage. It's embarrassing to say it out!

"Xiaofeng, how can you say that to my sister!" Jiang Qingyu stopped him.

"Who doesn't want to enter the secret realm to find opportunities?"

"Since my sister is here, don't blame her!"

"At most, let my sister go with us, so that we can protect her."

"Huh, you think so!"

Jiang Qingfeng was still very unhappy, but noticed that there were many outsiders around, so he had to suppress the words in his heart.

"Sister Qingyu has said so. You just follow us for the next few days. We will do our best to protect you."

Jiang Qingfeng said coldly.

Jiang Qingjiu wanted to speak a long time ago, but the other party kept talking and she couldn't get a word in.

She said coldly: "I appreciate your kindness, but..."

"That's great, sister, if you follow us, you will be safe!"

Jiang Qingyu hugged Jiang Qingjiu's arm and interrupted her.

"Really? Will you really do your best to protect me?"

Jiang Qingjiu was not angry after being interrupted, and looked at her faintly.

There was a hint of inexplicable danger in her cold eyes.

The voice of the little junior sister lingered in her mind.

Inexplicably, Jiang Qingjiu seemed to feel a biting pain coming from her body.

It was like being bitten by a wild dog. There

was pain and hatred in her heart!

"Of course, after all, you are my sister."

Jiang Qingyu suppressed the inexplicable tension and fear in her heart.

Jiang Qingjiu has been suppressed by her for so many years.

It is destined to be a miserable life.

But every time she sees her, Jiang Qingyu still has an unspeakable jealousy in her heart.

Even though Jiang Qingjiu is not as good as herself in everything, she still hates Jiang Qingjiu very much!

Jiang Qingyu's eyes flashed, she suppressed the restlessness in her heart, and smiled at Jiang Qingjiu.

"We miss our sister so much, but our sister hasn't contacted us for so many years, and she doesn't even go back home. Mom and Dad miss you very much."

Jiang Qingfeng also said: "After this is over, you will go home with us. Mom and Dad miss you very much."

Miss me?

There was a hint of sarcasm in Jiang Qingjiu's eyes.

That couple wanted to give Jiang Qingyu and Jiang Qingfeng the best things, so how could they miss me?

"Sister, you can go with us now."

Jiang Qingjiu refused coldly: "No, I didn't agree to go with you."

"What?"

Jiang Qingfeng got anxious before Jiang Qingyu could say anything.

"Jiang Qingjiu, what are you thinking about?"

"Now the secret realm is about to be revealed, Youzhou City is full of people, and you are only in the Refining Qi stage, don't make trouble here!"

"Yes, sister, you should come with us."

"Youzhou City is too dangerous now, sister's cultivation is so low, it's not safe for me to be alone."

Jiang Qingfeng said angrily: "Your sect is simply making trouble by letting you out at the Refining Qi stage!"

Jiang Qingyu was worried: "I told you not to go to that kind of small sect!"

"Why don't you go to Danxia Sect with us? It's better to be a chores disciple than to go to an unknown small sect..."

"Junior sister Qingyu, not everyone can enter our Danxia Sect!"

An arrogant voice interrupted Jiang Qingyu's words.

The person who came was a young man with an arrogant look, and he looked at the indifferent Jiang Qingjiu.

Jiang Qingjiu looks a lot like Jiang Qingyu, but his temperament is colder, and he is not as likable as the innocent Jiang Qingyu.

Looking at her cultivation, she is only in the late stage of Qi refining, which is simply unbearable to look at.

"Such a poor cultivation is not qualified to enter the gate of Danxia Sect."

The young man said arrogantly.

Jiang Qingyu frowned and said, "Senior Brother Yue, although my sister's cultivation is poor, she is still very good at refining weapons."

Yue Wuqian sneered, "Without cultivation, no matter how powerful her refining weapons are, they are still waste, just like her unknown garbage sect."

"Senior Brother Yue, don't say that about my sister!"

Jiang Qingyu blamed him unhappily.

But it was more like acting coquettish than a blame.

Yue Wuqian snorted: "Forget it, for your sake, but if you want her to follow, you can, just keep an eye on her and don't let her fall behind..."

"Have you said enough?"

A cold voice interrupted Yue Wuqian's arrogant speech.

"Sister?"

Jiang Qingyu looked at Jiang Qingjiu with a blank face.

Jiang Qingjiu pulled her hand out of her arms, gently lifted the hair in front of her ears, and her expression was indifferent.

Although she didn't want to pay attention to this trash, she couldn't tolerate anyone insulting Yunmiao Sect!

Jiang Qingjiu looked at Yue Wuqian and said in a cold voice: "Do all the rubbish from Danxia Sect love to talk nonsense so much?"

"No wonder they are about to be dropped out of the ranking of the twelve sects. Even a Jindan-stage who takes drugs can become a core disciple of Danxia Sect. This is really ridiculous."

Jiang Qingjiu looked at Yue Wuqian, whose face turned blue. His tone was still cold, but his words were sharp and piercing.

Jiang Qingjiu sneered: "Trash should stay in Danxia Sect and don't come out to insult people's eyes."

"Bitch, you deserve to die!"

Yue Wuqian, who was scolded to look ugly, roared, and his arrogant face was stained with anger.

He had grown up, but no one dared to insult him like this.

Not to mention that the person who insulted him was a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage from a small sect.

His anger burned wildly in his heart, and his rationality disappeared. He drew his sword without hesitation and attacked Jiang Qingjiu. The sword light was like a rainbow, and he was unstoppable.

"Ah, sister!" Jiang Qingyu

screamed in shock.

"Be careful!"

Jiang Qingfeng subconsciously wanted to draw his sword to stop it.

But as soon as the sword was pulled out, it was hit by the startled Jiang Qingyu, and the sword that had just been drawn was knocked back.

"!"

Jiang Qingfeng's face changed, and Yue Wuqian had already come in front of Jiang Qingjiu.

But she didn't move, as if she was scared silly.

"Get out of the way, idiot!"

Jiang Qingfeng was angry. It was too late to draw his sword again, but he still wanted to stop it.

Jiang Qingjiu's expression did not change at all, only the fingers hidden in her white sleeves moved slightly.

When the opponent was about to stab her.

Jiang Qingjiu was about to attack, but she noticed a figure appearing from behind Yue Wuqian.

"No fighting in Youzhou City!"

The man flew past quickly, grabbed Yue Wuqian's shoulder, and a flash of light appeared in his hand.

However, Yue Wuqian's sword light still coldly slashed towards Jiang Qingjiu's face.

"A waste sword is still waste!"

Jiang Qingjiu said coldly, and the next second, she moved, her white sleeves spread out, like a butterfly spreading its wings, the light flowed, and the sword light was instantly dissipated.

At the same time, the black giant hidden in the sleeves slammed into the sword in Yue Wuqian's hand.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the sword in Yue Wuqian's hand slipped, and the figure behind him grabbed his shoulder and pressed him to the ground.

"No fighting in Youzhou City!"

The man who restrained Yue Wuqian said again.

The warning voice did not stop Jiang Qingjiu, and she kicked Yue Wuqian.

"Puff!"

Yue Wuqian, who was suppressed by someone, was defenseless and was kicked away by Jiang Qingjiu.