Chapter 127: The Senior Sister Kidnapped the Demon Lord 16
There were more than a dozen people on Ruan Youming's side, and the chattering was so noisy that it gave people a headache.
And I don't know how this got through to them. In just a few breaths, it changed from "Eldest Senior Sister is colluding with the Demon Cultivator" to "Eldest Senior Sister is a traitor, who has long been conspiring with the Demon Cultivator and lurking beside Master with evil intentions."
At first they were not confident, but as they talked they were suddenly convinced. They were filled with righteous indignation and were furious. It seemed that they really wanted to execute Mingnan on the spot.
Mingnan laughed out loud when he heard this.
Others at least spread rumors behind people's backs, but these idiots spread rumors to people's faces. They really think they are living too long.
She crossed her arms and tilted her head towards Wei Zhuyun. "Hey, who are they talking about? Me?"
Wei Zhuyun lowered his eyes and looked at her, "They are talking about the senior sister, are you?"
Mingnan paused, glanced at him, and then laughed, "No."
"Then it's not you. But if I were their senior sister, I would slash each of them with a knife to send them to reincarnation. With brains like this, even if they cultivate for another 10,000 years, they would still not be able to ascend to heaven even if they become pigs."
Mingnan laughed, [Why didn't I realize that Wei Zhuyun had such a bad mouth before? ]
205: [Those who are near will suffer, hehe~]
Mingnan: […Sooner or later I will complain to you.]
205 said sadly: [Why, host, am I not your little baby anymore? ]
Mingnan: [Because you are laughing, I am not laughing. ]
205: [……]
Seeing that the two men were talking and laughing, and didn't take them seriously at all, Ruan Youming became even angrier, and pointed the tip of his sword straight to the south, saying, "It would be fine if we didn't run into each other, but since we have met on a narrow road today, I will seek justice for my master!"
She took a stance and said to the people behind her: "Brothers and sisters, Mingnan betrayed his master, degenerated, and joined the devil cultivators. This is a great shame for our sect. Today, are you willing to follow me to kill Mingnan and avenge the shame?"
"Kill Mingnan and avenge the past shame!"
"Kill Mingnan and avenge the past shame!"
Everyone drew their swords and agreed.
Mingnan stroked his forehead and said helplessly: "Do these people really have no self-awareness at all? What realm are they at? Why would they kill me?"
Wei Zhuyun folded his fan and asked softly, "Then kill them?"
"If I kill them, won't I be the same as them?" Mingnan put down his hands, his eyes turned colder, and he tightened his grip on the whip and said, "Leave a breath and teach them a lesson they won't forget."
"good."
Wei Zhuyun agreed, and flashed in front of Mingnan the moment Ruan Youming and his men rushed over. He opened his folding fan and swung it out horizontally. Suddenly, a cold wind blew violently, and frost covered the sky and the earth.
Ruan Youming raised his sword to block, and the sword energy turned into a shield in front of him.
Mingnan chuckled, "With just this little ability, where on earth do you get the confidence to stir up trouble everywhere?"
She raised her hand and whipped the sword shield hard. In an instant, the blue light flashed and shattered into countless pieces. The whip tip passed by her face. Ruan Youming was scared and broke into a cold sweat. At the critical moment, she instinctively turned sideways and barely avoided the attack without hurting her face.
Others came over to help, but Mingnan whipped them all around in a few strokes, making them dizzy and spinning like tops. One of them couldn't hold it in and vomited.
Mingnan remained calm and appeared behind Ruan Youming in a flash. Ruan Youming did not dare to retreat and simply attacked Wei Zhuyun.
Wei Zhuyun's eyes flickered slightly, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a long sword and stabbed straight into her throat.
"Don't kill her. Killing her will attract Ji Wuqing, which will be troublesome." Mingnan said hurriedly.
Ruan Youming's eyes flashed with nostalgia and pride when he heard this. "If you dare to hurt me, Master will never let it go. He will definitely avenge me!"
"Really?" Wei Zhuyun hated being threatened the most in his life. His face turned completely cold when he heard that. The tip of the sword moved up, and the blade turned horizontally and swept across. Ruan Youming suddenly felt a lightness on his head, as if something had fallen down.
Ruan Youming: “???”
There was a sudden gasp in the surroundings, and then it became dead silence.
Ruan Youming touched her head with her backhand. She turned around hesitantly and saw Mingnan looking at her in surprise. After a moment, she turned her face away, covered her mouth, but her shoulders kept shaking.
Ruan Youming's pupils trembled, as if she had finally reacted. She suddenly let out a scream that shook the world: "Ah ...
After hearing this statement, Nan Che could no longer hold back. She smiled and looked at Wei Zhuyun, giving him a thumbs up, "It has to be you."
She originally wanted to beat them up and leave, but she didn't expect Wei Zhuyun to shave Ruan Youming's hair directly. He didn't shave it all off, but only shaved the hair in the middle that was close to the scalp and the bun.
There is still hair on the sides and back. If I were to describe it in one word, it would be - surrounded by water on three sides.
Wei Zhuyun handed the sword that was filled with cold air to Mingnan and raised his eyebrows at her.
Mingnan looked at the remaining dozen people, his mind moved, and he turned his head to look at him.
Wei Zhuyun smiled, "This lesson should be unforgettable."
Mingnan was moved.
She grasped Wei Zhuyun's sword, thinking it would be very cold, but unexpectedly, the moment she grasped it, the frost retreated.
"Huh?" She looked at Wei Zhuyun in surprise.
Wei Zhuyun smiled calmly and said, "He recognizes his master."
This statement contains a double meaning.
Should I recognize him as the master, or should I recognize her, or both.
Mingnan's heartstrings were slightly moved.
She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and turned to look at her former fellow disciple who was facing a formidable enemy.
"What...what do you want to do?"
"Don't come over here! If you dare to attack me, my master will not let you go!"
“Stop, don’t come over here, don’t come over here ah ah ah ah – why can’t I move?!”
Mingnan swung his hand back and countless lightning bolts turned into ropes to tie them up. There was a crackling sound, and soon a burnt fragrance wafted out from the woods.
A quarter of an hour later, Mingnan leisurely retracted his sword and walked back to Wei Zhuyun. Behind him was a bald man lying on the ground in a twisted state.
Of course Mingnan was not so kind as to shave them clean, he just did it as he pleased, so each of them looked like they were bitten by a dog, they held their heads and cried, feeling ashamed and angry to death.
"Let's go. Let's not waste time with them." Mingnan returned the sword to Wei Zhuyun. Wei Zhuyun nodded, and the sword immediately turned into a folding fan and returned to his hand.
The two of them walked together, but after they had taken a few steps, there was a sudden ripple in the void behind them.
Mingnan looked back and his expression changed, "Oh no, Ji Wuqing is here!"
Before he finished his words, an extremely powerful sword energy broke through the air and struck Wei Zhuyun in the back!
"presumptuous!"
"You hurt my Seven Star Sect disciples, and you still want to leave?"
Ji Wuqing's voice resounded through the sky, with a faint echo, making it even more majestic and solemn.
This sword connected the spiritual power of heaven and earth and was extremely powerful. Before it got close, Wei Zhuyun's clothes were cut into pieces by the sword energy, and even his face was cut with small cracks.
Mingnan's face suddenly darkened, his eyes were as cold as ice, "If you want to leave, then leave. Do you still need your permission?"