Chapter 34 Zelan Xie Tingyu: "You are my sister"

Xie Tingyu just felt that this was all too dramatic. She had been chased by the disciples of Xilin Huanlou for three whole days.

No matter where she went, she would meet people who wanted to challenge her. For example, when she was eating, she suddenly found a purple worm in the bowl. Whenever Xie Tingyu thought of this, she would feel disgusted and take out her Yunting to ask.

"Where are you?"

The other party quickly replied, "I was really wrong, please stop beating me."

Not only that, there was also a dark-skinned handsome man wearing cool clothes, pretending to accidentally bump into Xie Tingyu, and apologized in a gentle voice.

He said in a long tone, "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist Xie, I just came down from the fighting field today and I don't have any strength left. I really didn't mean it."

Xie Tingyu wanted to leave with a sullen face but was stopped by others in every possible way. Xie Tingyu could not bear it any longer and was about to draw his sword.

Suddenly, a man came up from the side and stood in front of Xie Tingyu.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?" Wen Zhiyu had a handsome appearance that could shock everyone at first sight, and he was ranked first on the Fenghua List together with Qiu Qingyu from Dongxuan Suge.

He was famous for his gentle and kind character, which made many people in the cultivation world highly respect him.

Wen Zhi and Zi Ran knew that his smile was extremely deceptive. Now standing in front of Xie Tingyu, although his expression and words were exceptionally gentle, Xie Tingyu, who had seen his real smile, could tell at a glance that he was pretending.

'Master of fake smile, Xiao Yuzi.'

'When will you teach me?'

Xie Tingyu appears to be aloof on the surface, but inwardly he is full of ridicule for Wen Zhi.

He glanced at her calmly and gently, his fingers hidden under his sleeves moving slightly.

Finally, he sneered and seemed particularly calm in the face of the dark-skinned handsome man's questioning.

Wen Zhiyu grabbed Xie Tingyu's sleeve and said, "Master was just looking for Junior Sister at the fighting ground. Why did Junior Sister come here for no reason?"

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu glared at him, but he cooperated with Wen Zhiyu's performance in front of many Xilin Huanlou disciples.

When there were fewer people around, Xie Tingyu broke free from his hand, lowered his head and walked behind Wen Zhiyu.

When Wen Zhihe suddenly turned her head to look at her, the red silk in her hair was lifted up by the small bell at the end and slammed into Xie Tingyu's face.

Xie Tingyu was caught off guard and was stunned. Suddenly, a fantasy scene emerged in his mind.

Her left wrist seemed to be slightly hot, but Xie Tingyu looked down and saw nothing.

Wen Zhiyu lowered his eyes to look at her, then turned his head away and asked nonchalantly, "Junior sister, is your left hand injured?"

"If you are injured, tell me, or Master will accuse me of bullying you."

Xie Tingyu sneered, "Are you really going to take me to see Master?"

Originally, she thought that it was an excuse that Wen Zhiyu used to fool the disciples of Xilin Huanlou, but unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyu really took her to the execution ground without saying a word.

Xuanyuntian's fighting arena is mainly used for disciples to duel, while Xilin Huanlou is simply a place for cultivation.

There is still a big difference between one word.

Xie Tingyu said something silently, grasped his left wrist with his right hand and rubbed it, and his eyes fell on Wen Zhiyu's headband.

The bright color seems to be a perfect match for Wen Zhi and this elegant gentleman.

Thinking of this, Xie Tingyu smiled.

Received warmth and a look of looking at a fool.

When Xie Tingyu walked into the execution ground, he looked up and saw Wen Zhiyu with his signature smile on his face again.

Xie Tingyu:……

Speechless.

Wen Zhiyu is really good at pretending!

However, Xie Tingyu didn't pay attention to Wen Zhiyu for long, and soon his attention was attracted by a familiar figure.

A dark-skinned, curly-haired beauty in a fiery red dress stood in the middle of the execution ground with a sullen face.

He seemed to be saying something, and his eyes were full of sternness.

Isn’t this the face that Chen Chan pretends to be?

It seems that this is Ze Lan, the eldest disciple of the owner of Xilin Huan Tower.

Perhaps it was because Xie Tingyu's eyes were too hot and obvious, Ze Lan turned her head suddenly and saw that Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhi had cold eyes.

Before Xie Tingyu even nodded in greeting, Ze Lan had already turned around and moved quickly, with the spell taking shape quickly between her fingers.

It turned into a dazzling blue light and flew out.

The eyes of her disciples, who had been in trouble for a long time, lit up and they cheered.

"Master sister is so amazing!"

"When has Senior Sister become incompetent?"

"Big Sister, have you heard any news about the man from Xuanyuntian? He is the particularly arrogant young man who came directly to my Xilin Huanlou to grab a spot in the fifth level of the tour."

Here we go again, this is the hatred plot that the protagonist should face.

Xie Tingyu muttered to himself, sighing with warmth and helplessness, thinking that this junior sister of unknown origin must have something wrong with her head.

Still need to pay attention.

Then let Master take a look at it for her.

Xie Tingyu didn't know what Wen Zhiyu was looking at when he stared at the back of her head, but she always felt that the look was not very friendly.

She gave him a warning look.

Wen Zhi and Bu Guan still stared at her.

Ze Lan carefully slowed down her movements and demonstrated them. After teaching the two disciples in the front, she stopped and gave them a few instructions.

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards where Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu were.

Xie Tingyu held Tianxing Chixiao in his arms.

Standing very casually.

This Xuan Yuntian's divine sword is also very famous in the world of cultivation, not to mention that Xie Tingyu used this sword to defeat a group of disciples from the Nine Poison Sect a few days ago.

He asked the disciples of the Nine Poison Sect to put up a wooden sign in the purple bamboo forest in front of them, which specifically marked "Sword practitioners are prohibited from entering."

Xie Tingyu felt that he was at least a semi-famous figure, although everyone was calling for his death because he attempted to occupy a place in Xilin Huanlou.

But black and red is also red.

This is Xie Tingyu's way of survival.

Shameless.

Wen Zhiyu held her forehead with one hand, feeling that Xie Tingyu's eyes were too hot. How could such an impolite look appear on her cold face?

Wen Zhiyu didn't understand, but she felt uncomfortable when she saw Xie Tingyu's eyes shining when he stared at Zelan.

"Fellow Daoist Xie's reputation has soared recently. I have admired him for a long time. I wonder if it would be possible for me to have a fight with him?" Ze Lan's voice was filled with a natural charm.

But it's neither annoying nor frivolous.

Xie Tingyu couldn't hide his obsession with beauty, and he almost lost himself in Ze Lan's face and nodded in agreement.

When she came to her senses and found that Ze Lan was talking to her about fighting, she smiled and shook her head violently, "What are you talking about, Daoist friend? It is indeed unfair for me to snatch the quota from Xilin Huanlou, but I have also fought with the disciples of your sect for a few days. Now facing a sigh of relief, how can a young man like me dare to resist?"

"I'm not competing with you, I'm competing with him." There was no emotion on Ze Lan's face. Her amber eyes moved slightly and she turned to look at Wen Zhiyu who was watching the show on the side.

Wen Zhiyu was suddenly called upon and just smiled, wrapping the thick warm yellow robe tighter around him.

He took two steps back, with half of his body hiding behind Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu heard Wen Zhiyu speak behind her, "Fellow Daoist Zelan may not know that my little sister is a star disk that is rarely seen in a hundred years. She is extremely talented."

Ze Lan frowned slightly upon hearing this, "So what?"

"Junior sister not only has the gift of the Extreme Star Plate, but can also cast high-level ghost spells and wield the divine sword Chixiao. All of these are results that most people in the cultivation world cannot achieve in their entire lives. So compared with the disciples of the same level in your sect..."

Wen Zhiyu's smile seemed extremely provocative to Xie Tingyu.

As expected, he continued, "Junior sister can be said to be invincible among her peers."

Xie Tingyu: Holy shit?

Han Xunzhen, who came to see her senior sister, suddenly heard Wen Zhi's voice: Did you take the wrong medicine?

Xie Tingyu was shocked that Wen Zhiyu was teasing her with words again.

As for Han Xunzhen, he had vaguely noticed something last time and thought that Wen Zhi had some vague feelings for Xie Tingyu.

But what is Wen Zhi trying to do by provoking his old-fashioned senior sister?

Let the senior sister notice Xie Tingyu and kill him in time?

What a vicious flattery.

Xie Tingyu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

'How vicious!'

"How dare you harm me?"

Wen Zhi and Zhuang Ruo said nothing, but smiled gently at Xie Tingyu's speechless expression.

He looked straight at Zelan and saw hesitation on Zelan's originally calm face.

Ze Lan looked between Wen Zhi and Xie Tingyu.

She suddenly couldn't tell whether Wen Zhi was sincerely praising his junior sister or maliciously making her hate him.

This is said with the utmost sincerity.

Xie Tingyu herself almost believed it, let alone Zelan who didn't know Wen Zhi and her true nature at all?

Just when Xie Tingyu felt that this wave of hatred was pulled away by Wen Zhiyu and the topic was diverted, Ze Lan suddenly took two steps forward.

"Can you show me your sword?"

"You touched my wife's sword?" Xie Tingyu remained calm and secretly tightened his grip on the sword.

Wen Zhiyu also knew that Xie Tingyu cherished her sword, so she stood aside as if nothing had happened, watching with a faint expression.

Han Xunzhen hissed, played with a wooden sign in his hand, and didn't dare to say anything.

Senior sister, this is too rude. I have heard that the sword is a sword practitioner’s lifelong companion.

How can you look at other people's partners casually?

Han Xunzhen felt that it would be better for his old-fashioned senior sister to be even more old-fashioned at this time. She was too dull!

Zelan also reacted and explained in time, "That's not what I meant. I don't want to steal your wife."

"Wife?" Xie Tingyu's eyes widened, and countless guesses emerged in her mind. What made her most unbelievable was that Ze Lan was also a book traveler!

However, Ze Lan interrupted her thoughts the next moment.

"That's what Master Yunheng said. He said you like to call your sword like that the most." Ze Lan's upturned fox eyes were extremely alluring, but his face was expressionless.

Xie Tingyu's mouth twitched, and he thought that this master was really unreliable and spread everything out.

"Master said that you shouldn't secretly scold him for being unreliable in your heart. He thinks this is a normal title and there's nothing shameful about it." Ze Lan spoke every word, and Xie Ting Yuhun felt powerless.

"You are my sister, why don't I show it to you?" Xie Tingyu closed her eyes and raised her hand to offer it.

Tian Xing Chi Xiao did not struggle. Red sword energy surrounded him, and the sharp sword energy slashed through Ze Lan's outstretched hand.

In the blink of an eye, tiny blood marks appeared.

But Zelan seemed to feel no pain, with a hint of infatuation in his eyes.

Xie Tingyu wanted to look away, but suddenly stopped. She took a step back decisively, pinched the magic formula with one hand, and escaped from Ze Lan's arms with Tian Xing Chi Xiao with the other.

A scarlet talisman rose into the sky and stuck to Ze Lan's forehead.

Xie Tingyu's eyes were cold and murderous.

"The resentful ghost leaves the body, and the soul is scattered."