When Xiang Sheng came over, he saw this situation. Murderous intent filled his eyes and he flicked his sleeves in anger.
A fierce wind swept in from nowhere, like a cold tide from the underworld, but it bypassed Luo Qingyun who was in the center, and froze hundreds of Diyin demons into hundreds of ice blocks.
A fine cold wind blew, and the ice seemed to be cut into pieces by a knife, shattering all over the ground.
Luo Qingyun loosened her clenched left hand and looked at the scene in front of her in shock. After the ice block shattered and collapsed, she finally saw Xiang Sheng on the other side of the intersection.
"Ren'er..."
Luo Qingyun murmured to herself. She really wanted to go over and hug her immediately, but for some reason, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.
That icy sword energy just now was from... Sheng'er?
Before she could sort out her thoughts, several figures suddenly descended from the sky, turned into black light and scattered in all directions, slaughtering the remaining Yin demons in an orderly manner.
One of the young men landed in front of Luo Qingyun, frowned, glanced around, and then asked with concern: "Miss, are you okay?"
Luo Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Were these Earth Demons killed by the Immortal?"
"no."
The young man denied it at first, then said, "He is an elder in my sect, he doesn't like to show up."
Luo Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of gratitude on her face: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."
What happened to her? Why did she think it was Sheng'er who did it? Sheng'er was so young...
"mother!"
Xiang Sheng ran over and hugged Luo Qingyun, burying his head in his waist, not looking at the young man.
She was just worrying about how to explain to Luo Qingyun, but unexpectedly, Wanjianmen arrived and rescued her.
And the person who came was an old friend.
Not long after, the scattered disciples of Wanjian Sect gathered around the young man, all with strange expressions on their faces. However, when they saw the mortals nearby, they all consciously kept quiet.
"What about the casualties?"
The young man asked calmly, with an extraordinary demeanor, and he had long lost the youthfulness he had during his years of training in Siji City.
As soon as these words were spoken, someone in the team immediately responded, "Brother, the casualties were not great. Eighty percent of the people survived, with a few suffering minor injuries."
The young man's expression relaxed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard an old man in the team pointing at Xiang Sheng and saying, "Brother, she is the smart and pretty girl I mentioned to you."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Sheng, but only saw the back of his head.
A few days ago, his junior fellow student mentioned to him that he had a good talent, but he didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect to see him today.
It seems like we are destined to meet.
The young man smiled slightly, looked at Luo Qingyun, and said in a gentle tone, "Madam, I am Lin Hai, the eldest disciple of the Wanjian Sect. May I ask your daughter's name?"
"You are too polite, Immortal."
Luo Qingyun forced a smile, "She took my last name, Luo, and is called Luo Sheng."
Lin Hai nodded slightly, he didn't feel anything about the name, because in the Niangniang Temple, eight out of ten girls born in the last few decades had the character "苼" in their names.
Seeing Luo Qingyun's reaction, Lin Hai chuckled: "Madam, you are not a local, right?"
Luo Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then asked, "How did the Immortal know that I'm not from here?"
"If you were a member of the Wanjian Sect in the past, you would never show such a helpless expression as Madam when you see cultivators like us."
Lin Hai took out a spirit-testing bead, glanced down at Xiang Sheng's back, and said, "The first rule of our Wanjian Sect is that you cannot forcibly take mortals as disciples. If you don't want to, you can tell us so. We won't force you."
Luo Qingyun was silent for a moment, then said, "Ren'er is still young. If she has the talent, please take good care of her and don't let her suffer any grievances after she enters the sect."
When Xiang Sheng heard this, he immediately raised his head and looked at Luo Qingyun in surprise.
Is she really willing to do that?
Luo Qingyun lowered her eyes and smiled softly, "Sheng'er, if you have achieved success in your cultivation in the future, you won't have to be afraid if another demon attacks."
Xiang Sheng looked at Luo Qingyun silently for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked directly at Lin Hai, and asked, "I want to take my mother to Wanjianmen."
The tone of this sentence was extremely affirmative, and Luo Qingyun actually heard an aura that could not be refuted.
When Lin Hai saw Xiang Sheng's face, he was stunned. His mind turned over and over again, and a cold face that had been buried deep in his memory for a long time flashed through his mind.
The face in front of me is still childish, but somewhat similar.
Lin Hai felt as if the corner of his eye had been struck hard, leaving a sore sensation. After a moment, he regained his composure and spoke in a gentler voice, "Xiao Sheng'er, I really want to agree to your request, but due to the sect's rules, if you possess a top-grade spiritual root, I will take the initiative to bring your mother back with me. Whether this is successful or not depends solely on you..."
Before Lin Hai could finish his words, Xiang Sheng snatched the spirit-testing bead from his hand.
The next moment, the spirit bead shone brightly.
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