At this time, Yun Xian and his group were shouting hard.
To be precise, Feng Ye was the only one shouting. While casting a spell to make his voice spread further, he said wistfully, "I never thought that I would practice martial arts for so long just to do something like this..."
Yun Xian sat in front of a small stall made of a makeshift cloth, legs crossed. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel curious: "Didn't they say your Qinfang also has a mental method for focusing on attacking? Why didn't you learn it?"
"I learned it, but," Feng Ye hesitated, "I'm not very proficient in it."
Since he was free anyway, Yun Xian said, "No problem, let's try it out."
Feng Ye shyly took out the guqin, and played it as fiercely as a tiger. A faint energy flew out from the strings, successfully knocking down a leaf over there.
Just one piece, no more.
"..." Yun Xian took out an apple from his storage ring and said, "Come and help peel it."
Feng Ye was greatly insulted: "Yun Xian, how could you!"
"Stop making noise!" Qiao Lingshan was arranging the hemostatic grass over and over again, annoyed by his noise. "Being a loud speaker is better than peeling apples."
He could still have a few arguments with Yun Xian, but not with Qiao Lingshan because he was afraid of getting beaten. Feng Ye could only continue to complete his task - advertising - with a sense of grievance.
In fact, he was not noisy. It was mainly because Qiao Lingshan was in a state of confusion, so of course everything she heard sounded noisy.
Just as Liu Shi had said, she was naturally delighted when she first received the hemostatic herb, but her joy was short-lived, and was followed by worry. Possessing a treasure is a crime. With so many herbs on their person, carrying them in the secret realm was like a child carrying gold through a busy market. And that was all long-term concern. The immediate concern was, with Liu Shi's vindictive nature, would he really give up so easily, given all the new and old grudges?
Qiao Lingshan thought about it from another perspective and realized that if she were Liu Shi, she might have already gone to pinch Yun Xian.
...It's really, really annoying!
But as expected, every step Yun Xian took was unexpected.
"Exchange hemostatic grass for points..." Qiao Lingshan thought more and more that something was not right. "Even if it was me, I would definitely trade, but now they can just rob them directly, right?"
Points can be regenerated, and once used, Hemostatic Grass is almost impossible to replenish. Given its secretive nature, only medical practitioners can find it. Would a medical practitioner think there were too many herbs? And it's not just medical practitioners; most people wouldn't so brazenly display Hemostatic Grass for exchange.
Yun Xian was chewing an apple, his words a little unclear: "Yeah, you're right."
The words are rough but the logic is sound. You can just rob them, so why change them?
Qiao Lingshan tightened her grip: "Then..."
"If one sect comes, we can definitely take it away." Yun Xian finished the apple in two gulps, and without changing his expression, he secretly stuffed the core into his left palm and said, "If more than two come, it will be a different story."
Taiping: "Pooh!"
Qiao Lingshan seemed to understand, but Feng Ye was confused. How could this be justified? One sect could snatch it away, but two sects had more people, so how could they not snatch it away?
"Don't stop." Yun Xian urged, "Shout out with more energy!"
Feng Ye was forced to roar in anger: "Hemostatic grass - one hundred points per plant -"
As soon as he finished speaking, a whistling sound was heard in the distance, and yellow sand was lifted up and danced wildly in the wind. Outside the skyline, a group of familiar brown figures approached rapidly with a murderous intent. The person in front was Liu Shi with a gloomy face.
The big knife behind him slowly turned a ferocious bloody color.
It seems that he is not as indifferent as he pretends. It seems that he has really offended Yun Xian. No matter how much the Sword Sect contributes to the Northern Realm's points, he rushed over with a sword in hand as soon as he heard the noise, wanting to teach Yun Xian a lesson.
Liu Linshuang followed behind with an embarrassed look on his face.
"We meet again." Liu Shi stopped a few steps in front of Yun Xian and slowly tilted his head. "Sometimes I really don't understand where you get the courage from."
"My mother gave it to me when she gave birth to me." Yun Xian said, "Don't you have it?"
Qiao Lingshan started breathing rapidly again. She was always like this. When she did something bad, she would be more nervous than anyone else.
"You're sharp-tongued and know how to show off your quick tongue." Liu Shi always started to get angry after talking to her for only three sentences. "Since you don't understand, I'm going to teach you one thing today - that is, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."
Yun Xian smiled at him and said, "What a coincidence? I also have something to teach you."
She looked at the man without fear. Just as Liu Shi drew his sword, suddenly, the clear sound of horse hooves and the noise of wheels rolling over gravel came from not far away. In an instant, a familiar, yet not-so-familiar carriage drove out into everyone's sight.
I said it was unfamiliar because I had never seen it before. It was much simpler than Xue Lingxiu's carriage and not as luxurious. I said it was familiar because... so why was there a carriage here?
This kind of artificial and extravagant behavior is so familiar.
Sure enough, the carriage, surrounded by two lines of experts, slowly stopped in front of the two groups of people. The curtain was lifted by a pair of fair and slender hands, and Xue Lingxiu's handsome face with a hint of tenderness appeared before everyone. Without even raising his eyes, he said matter-of-factly, "Who's calling out? Stop it, I want them all."
After a day of struggling in the desert, even the most tidy person couldn't look very clean. However, his turquoise robe was spotless, as if he had never gotten off the carriage that came from nowhere.
Liu Shi's expression changed instantly, and he said fiercely: "Xue Lingxiu!"
"Hmm?" Xue Lingxiu heard the voice and turned to look at him. After a while, she smiled: "Oh, you know me."
His eyelids were very thin, but the rest of his facial features were soft. His expression was normal, but when he smiled, it seemed as if there was a knife hidden in his smile, as if he was bathed in a cold wind.
The strength of the men he brought was almost the same as that of the Sword Sect disciples. Now there was a hint of confrontation between them, and the situation was about to break out.
"Look, I'm telling you." Yun Xian said, "Sometimes you shouldn't talk too much. If you talk too much, you won't get things done."
Qiao Lingshan didn't want to spoil the show, but she still thought to herself, you're the one who talks the most here...
It's unclear what the feud between the two is, but they've reached the point where they're offering bounties and cursing each other's deaths, so their relationship must be quite bad. Liu Shi's face darkened as he said to Xue Lingxiu, "I advise you to stay out of this. This hemostatic herb belongs to the Sword Sect."
"Minding your own business? You're as shameless as ever." Xue Lingxiu opened her eyes in feigned surprise. "They clearly put it out there for exchange, and you just claim it's yours?"
Liu Shi rarely spoke the truth: "...Fuck, this originally belonged to the Sword Sect, okay??"
Xue Lingxiu: "If you say so, then so?"
"Bullying the weak is truly tyrannical." Xue Lingxiu sighed and turned around, gently placing her hand on Yun Xian's shoulder and saying, "It's nothing. I said I like her, so I like her. Don't worry."
He really looked like he was upholding justice, if his hand hadn't hovered an inch above Yun Xian's clothes. He probably disliked the sand on her.
"I'll say it again." Liu Shi's face was as dark as water, and he seemed to be really angry. He and the people behind him drew their swords together, "Turn around and leave now. I'm only targeting her."
"Wow, what a show of strength!" Xue Lingxiu waved his hand, and the two lines of masters also stood in full battle formation. "I'm not leaving, what can you do to me? Besides, I remember that I have a connection with this sword cultivator. Naturally, I have to help those in need, right, Zhong Changyao?"
Zhong Changyao, who had never appeared, finally got off from the other side of the carriage.
As soon as he came down, before he could bow, he found Feng Ye staring at a certain part of his body again: "?"
Why do you always have to look at his bottom?
Zhong Changyao's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and said calmly, "Yes. I do know Miss Yun Xian."
It's just that the process of getting to know each other was not very pleasant.
“…………”
The scene was quiet for a moment.
Liu Shizai discreetly assessed the power gap between the two sides and realized he truly couldn't make a move. Xue Lingxiu, that effeminate bastard, simply loved to annoy him, determined to oppose him no matter what. He knew it wasn't wise to lose money here, but he couldn't swallow the anger. If he let Yun Xian slip away again, he wouldn't know where he'd hide if he ran away again.
At this moment, another group of people slowly appeared.
The earth shook, and heavy footsteps stepped on the gravel, silently yet loudly, with a faint deterrent force looming.
Yun Xian took a closer look and saw that the cold and beautiful woman in the front had no expression on her face, and the ends of her hair were a dazzling fiery red. It turned out to be Ji Rongxue from the Northern Realm Body Tempering Sect!
Xue Lingxiu frowned slightly, but Liu Shi shouted, "You've arrived just in time! Ji Rongxue, let's cooperate for now. I'll give you half of the hemostatic grass, how about that?"
"Half?" Ji Rongxue glanced at him, but without much kindness, she said indifferently, "I can get the whole thing, why should I give you half?"
There was great arrogance in his words, and there was not even the slightest intention to cooperate.
Liu Shi was completely choked and shouted angrily: "Ji Rongxue, you!"
"How am I?" Ji Rongxue said coldly, "It's better than not getting anything so far."
In a short while, the situation changed drastically.
In front of Yun Xian's shabby stall, there was a vague feeling of stagnation and impending storm, as if three forces were standing in a stalemate. Everyone was silent, each thinking in their own mind.
Do it? Or not? I won't let myself be at a disadvantage. I'm determined to get this hemostatic herb. Even if I can't get it, I'll destroy it!
Yun Xian was waiting there, feeling calm and even wanted Feng Ye to help him peel an apple again.
What are you arguing about? It's just a small matter.
At the same time, there was an uproar outside the secret realm.
What's going on? Why are you all so excited all of a sudden?! Logically, shouldn't you guys start the civil war a week from now? Why is it like a late-game championship melee now?! That's just a bunch of hemostatic herbs!!
Looking at the formation, the East Boundary is here, the North Boundary is here, and the South Boundary is here too. Only the West Boundary, which usually has little presence, has not yet appeared. As everyone called their friends to join them, they were still thinking, it's already like this, there can't be any other troops coming -
In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere and the sky changed!
Yun Xian moved, stood up suddenly, drew his sword, and pushed Qiao Lingshan behind him. A purple light came towards here like an overwhelming force, but was blocked by Qi Shuang, leaving several deep grooves on the ground.
He actually started to act without saying anything!
"Lingshan, be careful!" Yun Xian switched his left hand to the sword and shook his numb right wrist. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and the sword intent poured into her eyes. There was no trace of distraction. He said solemnly, "It's coming towards us."
It's like he suddenly became a different person.
Qiao Lingshan was blocked behind her shoulder. She blinked slowly, and when she came to her senses, her neck immediately turned red to her face.
Are you sick? Why are you trying to be cool now?!
In the air, licentious music accompanied by a familiar fragrance spread. Jimo Shu appeared riding a demon bull and snorted coldly: "Oh, I finally found you. Look at me... No, why are you blushing?!"
What does that mean? This is a demonic cult! A demonic cult that kills without blinking an eye! How dare you make her blush?
Jimo Shu only realized there were so many people below after she finished her move, but she was only slightly surprised for a moment, and then her face quickly turned cold. She said, "So the decent people like to get together and play house... Uh."
Her voice stopped abruptly, unusually stiff.
Everyone followed Jimo Shu's gaze and saw Zhong Changyao with an unfathomable expression at the end. They thought that the two had some deep hatred, but a moment later, they watched Jimo Shu's cheeks slowly turn red in mid-air.
Yun Xian: “…………”
Everyone: “…………”
You are the one blushing!!!
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