Chapter 150
So, don't be fooled by the fact that Wen Xin is all alone and has no pomp or circumstance.
She possesses countless protective magical treasures, and is also protected by a powerful expert at the peak of the Integration Realm.
Who would dare to mess with her?
Well, there is one now, the brain-dead younger brother of Luo Bing'er, the male lead's "beloved disciple"!
How dare you call her a slut?
Oh!
The man in black—Lin Zhenjun—looked over indifferently. The sword cultivator's sharp and cold sword intent made the Xuanming Sect Master's body tense up, and he could hardly maintain his smile.
Sect Master Xuanming gave up trying to communicate with this blindly loyal and stubborn sword cultivator and looked at Wen Xin with kindness.
"Xiaoxin, it's you. You look a little pale. Have you been feeling unwell again lately?"
One shouldn't hit a smiling face. Instead of investigating what kind of monster the Xuanming Sect Master really was, he certainly did a very good job of putting on a show.
But who would have thought that he was a narrow-minded and despicable person who would ambush senior members of the sect?
But when it comes to acting skills? Wen Xin has nothing to fear.
She coughed softly, covering her mouth, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Xuanming. I'm fine now, I've gotten used to it."
Sect Master Xuanming showed a concerned expression at the right time, "Xiao Xin, you must take good care of your health, so as not to worry the Supreme Elder."
Wen Xin nodded gently.
"Xiao Xin came to Tianyang Peak to find Yi'er, right? But what's this?"
Sect Master Xuanming got to the point.
Wen Xin looked at the snow-white boy standing behind her, and then pointed to the brain-dead man in Lin Zhenjun's hand whose eyes were rolling back in his head from being pinched.
“Uncle-Master Xuanming, when I first arrived at Tianyang Peak, I saw him and a group of his disciples beating this junior brother and even cruelly killing him. When I tried to save him, he insulted me and asked me if I knew who he was and who his sister was. He even said he wanted to kill me!”
The young girl's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She was pure and fragile, as beautiful as a glass doll. She sighed, "I really don't know who he is or who his sister is. But he's going to kill me. Grandpa Lin will definitely not stand for it."
Sect Master Xuanming: "..."
Luo Bing'er: "..."
Her already ashen face twisted for a moment. How dare that bitch Wen Xin humiliate her like this?
But she can't afford to offend Wen Xin right now...
Luo Bing'er suppressed her hatred and pitifully grabbed Duan Tianyi's sleeve, "Master, my younger brother has always been well-behaved, how could he do something like murder? There must be some misunderstanding!"
Before Duan Tianyi could speak, Wen Xin tilted her head and asked, "Are you saying I'm slandering him?"
Luo Bing'er lowered her head in a panic, "Little Master's Wife, your disciple dares not!"
But when she said she dared not, she looked as if Wen Xin was abusing her power.
Duan Tianyi frowned, looking disapprovingly at Wen Xin, "Xiao Xin, Xiao Shuai has always been obedient..."
Wen Xin bit her red lips lightly, looking at him with some sadness, "Senior brother, do you think I'm the kind of person who would randomly cause trouble for a junior disciple?"
Given Wen Xin's status in the Qingxiao Sect, even if she really disliked Luo Shuai, she could easily give him a hint, and plenty of people would help her deal with him. Why would she need to do it herself?
Everyone understands this principle, and the sect leader and elders are not fools. They can tell at a glance that Commander Luo is bullying ordinary disciples because he has the sister of a direct disciple of Tianyang Peak!
Sect Master Xuanming was not about to go against Wen Xin for the sake of a disciple with poor aptitude. He gave his disciple a warning look and was about to say something to Wen Xin when he saw her take out an antique mirror.
Wen Xin looked at Duan Tianyi with disappointment before saying, "This is the Qiankun Mirror, a semi-immortal artifact given to me by my great-grandfather. It can go back in time. Since you think I wronged your beloved disciple's younger brother, let the facts speak for themselves!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces twitched violently!
Half-Immortal Artifact!
This is a treasure that could cause a bloodbath in the cultivation world!
She just casually took it out?
Having a great-grandfather who is the number one cultivator in the cultivation world is truly something to be envied and resented!
Not to mention Duan Tianyi's eyes were wide open, even the Xuanming Sect Master's eyes were almost filled with greed.
The ice-and-snow boy standing behind Wen Xin felt as if he were instantly trapped in a disgusting ocean of desire, making him nauseous, and a cold, fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, the girl's warm and clean fragrance lingered around his nose, and the intense killing intent in the boy's heart stopped. He couldn't help but look up at her, as if he were in the last pure land.
Wen Xin seemed oblivious to the ugly behavior of the Qingxiao Sect members, and handed the Qiankun Mirror to Lin Zhenjun, saying, "Grandpa Lin, thank you for your trouble."
"Yes, Miss."
Lin Zhenjun, who was indifferent to the Xuanming Sect Master, showed a hint of affection beneath his respect for Wen Xinshi.
He casually threw Luo Shuai on the ground, stomped on him, and stomped until Luo Shuai spat out a mouthful of blood and was on the verge of death.
This was like tearing Luo Bing'er's heart out, and she hated Wen Xin even more.
Lin Zhenjun didn't care about Luo Bing'er. He cast a spell, and the Qiankun Mirror floated in mid-air, replaying how Commander Luo had beaten and even killed the boy.
Is that vicious and ferocious appearance the same as the obedient and docile person Luo Bing'er described?
Perhaps she misunderstood those four words?
Luo Bing'er's face turned even paler as she looked at Duan Tianyi pleadingly.
Duan Tianyi's expression also looked rather unpleasant.
He glared at Luo Bing'er with displeasure, feeling that she had embarrassed him.
Luo Bing'er's heart sank to the bottom. She knew her master's personality all too well.
It's over, she probably won't be able to protect her brother today!
It's all because of that bitch Wen Xin!
Wen Xin: "..."
Honey, are you sure you're not completely out of your mind?
Lin Zhenjun accepted the Qiankun Mirror and respectfully handed it to the young lady. When he turned to speak to Sect Master Xuanming, he was forceful and cold, saying, "Such a vicious person who bullies others and harms fellow disciples has no right to remain in Qingxiao Sect."
The Xuanming Sect Master's lips twitched. What else could he say?
Luo Bing'er pleaded tearfully, "Grandmaster Xuanming, True Lord Lin, my younger brother was just confused for a moment. I will definitely educate him properly in the future. Please forgive him this time because of his young age!"
Wen Xin blinked her clear eyes and asked Lin Zhenjun, "Grandpa Lin, is a bone age of twenty still young?"
"Then I'm only eighteen, so wouldn't I be a child?"
Wen Xin was sealed away for a hundred years before awakening, so she was indeed only eighteen years old.
In the cultivation world where the average age is hundreds or even thousands, he really is just a child.
Lin Zhenjun said with extreme hypocrisy, "The young lady is a child, but he isn't!"
Luo Bing'er: "..."
She was filled with hatred, but could only plead pitifully with Wen Xin: "Little Master's wife, please, for Master's sake, spare my brother!"
Wen Xin said softly, "You shouldn't be begging for my forgiveness. Your brother killed him."
The boy mentioned by Wen Xin looked up; his dark eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.
Meeting the boy's gaze, Luo Bing'er's heart pounded, and fear began to creep in.
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