"Put her down!"
An extremely cold voice sounded, and Fang Jingzhi looked up to see a man in white.
His expression was calm, and his eyes were steady, making it impossible to tell what emotion he was showing.
"Oh, who was I thinking? It turns out to be Lin Yanzhou from the Qingyun Sword Sect. So, do you know the person in your arms?"
Fang Jingzhi looked at Lin Yanzhou, who was emitting a cold aura, and his gaze fell on the sword in his hand.
The Qingshuang Sword is a well-known sharp sword on the Shenwu Continent. Its sword body emits a cold green light, and it is as cold and ruthless as Lin Yanzhou, which is disgusting.
"Put her down and leave immediately!"
Lin Yanzhou did not answer. His narrow eyes moved slightly and looked at the person in Fang Jingzhi's arms. Noticing her weak breath, he said lightly.
"Who is she to you?"
Fang Jingzhi suddenly hugged the person in his arms tighter. He was originally the young master of the Spirit Beast Sect, but he was fond of swordsmanship, so he often went to Qingyun Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship from the elders.
However, Lin Yanzhou has always been a loner, obsessed with swordsmanship, and no one has ever heard of him getting close to anyone, let alone a woman.
"You don't need to know!"
Lin Yanzhou's eyes were deep, and he exuded a sense of tranquility. His tone was even colder, which made Fang Jingzhi extremely unhappy.
"What if I must take it away?"
Fang Jingzhi had just transferred some spiritual power to Song Qingbai to protect her heart meridians. Seeing that her face was still pale, he just wanted to take people to the clinic quickly.
With a swish sound, the sword energy with a chill cut through Fang Jingzhi's cheek.
Fang Jingzhi, whose face was bruised, had anger in his eyes. The person he disliked most in the entire Qingyun Sword Sect was Lin Yanzhou.
It would have been fine if he never got close to anyone on a normal day, but he relied on his superb swordsmanship and powerful cultivation to become the first disciple.
Not only is he loved in the Qingyun Sword Sect, but even his peers in other sects regard him as a role model.
"Lin Yanzhou, do you know that if you offend me, you will offend the entire Spirit Beast Sect!"
"So what?"
Lin Yanzhou raised his eyelids slightly and flew up.
When he raised the sword, it was like frost, and was surrounded by silver light. The sword energy alone forced Fang Jingzhi to take a few steps back.
The cultivation of the two is not at the same level at all. Lin Yanzhou did not take Fang Jingzhi seriously. The reason he came here at this moment was entirely because of Song Qingbai.
Lin Yanzhou is extremely talented. In the entire Shenwu Continent, there has never been anyone who has reached the Spirit Severing Stage at the age of twenty.
Fang Jingzhi watched helplessly as the person in his arms was snatched away, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. The Qilin beside him saw this and wanted to pounce on him with his fangs and claws, but was scared away by a look from Lin Yanzhou.
"Lin Yanzhou, just wait for me!"
Seeing that Lin Yanzhou was holding the unconscious person and had no ill intentions, Fang Jingzhi gave a fierce warning and then reluctantly sat on the Qilin and left.
Lin Yanzhou stood still, not paying any attention to Fang Jingzhi's warning. The moonlight was like water, and even its luster was lost under his face.
In a moment, Lin Yanzhou seemed to have thought of something. He took out a pill from his arms and fed it to Song Qingbai.
He glanced at Song Qingbai's blood-stained clothes again, then put her on the ground with some disgust and turned away.
The chirping of birds woke up Song Qingbai from his deep sleep, and the sunlight was a little dazzling.
Song Qingbai sat up and realized that she had been lying on the ground all night. She stretched her aching body. If it weren't for the blood stains on her chest.
She almost thought that the man she met last night was just a dream!
Who the hell was that? Not only did he feed her the medicine carelessly, but he also took advantage of her unconsciousness and ran away?
Is he even a man? Song Qingbai cursed secretly, as if he didn't know that there were other people who showed up last night.
"Ruyi? Is Ruyi here?"
"What does the host want from me?"
"What happened last night?"
"Two mid-grade spirit stones!"
A familiar voice rang in his mind. Song Qingbai almost fainted from anger at the system that was obsessed with money.
"Forget it, you can go back first if you have nothing to do!"
Song Qingbai was extremely helpless. When he was squandering money in the past, he never thought that one day he would have to worry about lack of money.
Well, the fever has subsided, and there is nothing unusual in the body except for some aches and pains. Song Qingbai carefully checked his body and felt relieved.
He really is lucky. He vomited at least a basin of blood last night, but he was fine after a good night's sleep?
Song Qingbai's thoughts were confused for a moment, but she chose to return the same way. In the dilapidated house, Ji Yunshen still hadn't returned.
"How come? It takes so long to get medicine?"
Song Qingbai changed into a clean but still washed-out dress and sat in the yard, looking at the mottled light and shadow, bored.
No, I have to go out and see what exactly is delaying Ji Yunshen?
......
"Sister Su, this jerk has been hanging here all night for blocking your way. It's interesting that he's still holding on to the medicine."
Lou Xinyue was wearing a fiery red dress and holding a long whip in her hand. As she spoke, she used her spiritual power to whip Ji Yunshen who was hanging upside down on the tree.
Ji Yunshen's mask fell off, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were also washed white. His face was a little red due to being hung all night, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very embarrassed.
He remained silent even as the spiritual power whipped him. He slowly opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes coldly staring at Lou Xinyue's face. Despite this, Ji Yunshen still tightly grasped a white porcelain bottle in his hand, refusing to let go.
"Hmph! What are you looking at? A useless person alive is a waste of Qingyun Sword Sect's food!"
Lou Xinyue felt a little creepy when he stared at her and snorted coldly.
When she moved her wrist slightly and wanted to whip again, she was gently stopped by the person next to her.
"Xinyue, he was picked up by the previous sect master after all. Don't harm his life. He's been hanging for a night now, which is considered a punishment. Someone, put him down."
The girl who was speaking was wearing a wisteria-colored silk dress. She had delicate features, bright eyes, white teeth, and an air of natural beauty.
When she smiles, there are two shallow dimples on her cheeks. She can't be said to be very beautiful, but she is elegant.
If Song Qingbai's beauty is thrilling and brings disaster to the country and the people, then her beauty is gentle and beautiful.
The two are of similar age. Song Qingbai just turned sixteen this year, and Su Yimo is one year older than her.
However, Su Yimo is the only daughter of the acting sect leader Su Xuhai, so her status in the Qingyun Sword Sect is naturally extraordinary.
Lou Xinyue was from a small place. She was able to join the sect thanks to her rare mutated thunder spirit root. She had a low status, so everything was led by Su Yimo, and she had to curry favor with her everywhere.
"Yi Mo, you are kind-hearted. The fact that someone like you can still stay in the sect is thanks to the kindness of the Acting Sect Master."
Lou Xinyue flatteredly said that ever since she had Su Yimo's care, no one in Qingyun Sword Sect dared to mess with her.
"Xinyue, I've told you so many times, even though he doesn't have any spiritual veins, he's still a living person. How can you humiliate him so casually?"
Su Yimo slowed down her tone. On the surface, she seemed magnanimous, but in fact, she hated the person in front of her in her heart. A piece of trash dared to look down on her. How bold!
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