"So you really tricked him into the demon world and went to the Dragon Tomb?"
Si Jiu looked at the group of senior brothers and sisters whose eyes flickered but who did not respond to her, and she was sure that the person she had met before was indeed Zizi himself.
The smile disappeared from her face when she said this. Although her tone and expression were not angry, everyone instantly felt as if the room was frozen and chilly.
"Xiaojiu, this is none of my business. I wasn't at Qingyue Mountain at the time, you know."
Immortal Lord Chi Zhao was the first to deny it, "I received a message from the head brother later, and went directly to find herbs for you. I came back not long ago."
The other three, five, six, and eight also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, us too."
"Everyone knows that you dote on your little disciple." Immortal Lord Chi Zhao glanced at Cang Huan, "If I were here, I would definitely help Xiao Jiu protect your little disciple."
The third, fifth, sixth, and eighth brothers said: "Yes, yes, us too."
"And you, Xiaojiu, clearly told me not to embarrass him. Tsk. If it were me..."
The third, fifth, sixth, and eighth brothers said: "Yes, yes, us too."
"Snap"
In the first battle between sword cultivators, the leader of Wufeng Peak, Zhu Hua, slammed his Zhanwu Sword on the table and scanned the whole audience with cold eyes.
Everyone shut up.
Then the awe-inspiring Second Senior Brother looked at Si Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, I was called to close the barrier gate at that time, and I just happened to miss you. If I were there, this would definitely not have happened."
Everyone: “…” Shameless.
Cang Huan couldn't raise his head because of Si Jiu's gaze. He looked to Xiao Qi for help, but saw that Xiao Qi was busy huddling with the future master of Langfeng Valley, mumbling something to each other. He felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.
"Few people knew that my soul was damaged and my spiritual power was not flowing smoothly. He didn't even know that I was injured when I stopped the monster at the inn. I transferred my spiritual power to him voluntarily.
It is my duty as a master to break the illusion and save him.
Even if you blame him, at most you can blame him for being controlled by the phantom demon and stabbing me with a sword.
But even if someone is held accountable, shouldn't I, the victim, be the one holding it accountable?
I said I don’t blame him.”
Si Jiu paused, "I know that Senior Brother treats me like his own daughter and cannot bear to see me suffer any injustice.
Then Senior Brother should understand how I feel towards Xinghe."
Cang Huan was speechless. The people around him had rarely seen Xiao Jiu speak at such length, so they were a little intimidated by her patience. Knowing that she was very serious, they were actually a little intimidated.
It would be worse than her previous behavior of being unreasonable or just being arrogant and willful and beating them up.
What frightened her was not only her serious attitude, but also the fact that she valued her little disciple so much. What would she do if that little bastard couldn't come back alive this time?
"Xiaojiu, you were raised by our senior brothers and sisters. In our hearts, no one is more important than you. Let alone piercing your chest with a sword, even if he dares to scratch your skin, I will teach him a lesson."
"Then why not just pierce his chest with a sword? Why trick him into going to the Dragon Tomb to die?"
Si Jiu sighed, "It's meaningless to say anything now." She lifted the quilt and began to put on her shoes.
"Xiaojiu, what are you doing? Your soul has just returned to its place, and your injuries still need to be healed. What do you want? Brother will get it for you."
Si Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at Cang Huan, "My disciple, I will go and bring him back myself."
Everyone: "No."
They really said it in unison.
Their love for this little junior sister is truly sincere.
With this comparison, I feel even more pitiful for Xiao Xinghe.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go."
Cang Huan and the others suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Xiaojiu looked calm, but each of them understood her stubbornness.
No one can change her mind unless she changes it herself.
Just when everyone was in a panic, a disciple ran in from outside, looking so flustered that he could hardly breathe.
"Back, back, back... I'm back, sink, sink..."
A gust of cold wind blew past him, and in an instant Si Jiu ran away without leaving even a piece of his clothes behind for them.
Everyone: “…”
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