Chapter 43 Bullying her for being blind?
The youngest among the direct disciples of all the venerable masters of Lingxu Sect is Song Ningshu, who is only seventeen years old this year.
Like Ming Wenqing, Li Qiong was equally surprised that Gu Qingyue and Song Ningshu came to Baishi City, but he didn't say anything.
A few years ago, the news that Gu Qingyue was disabled was widely circulated, and now his appearance is hard not to notice.
Li Qiong indeed did not feel the fluctuation of Gu Qingyue's spiritual power.
"Now that everyone is here, how about we take a break today and then enter Bai Shi City tomorrow?" The Lord of Shen City suggested respectfully.
Everyone had no objection and returned to the rooms arranged for them in the City Lord's Mansion.
On the second day, a group of people from the four major sects rushed to Baishi City.
The group stood ten miles outside the outskirts of Baishi City.
"I emphasize again, be extra careful, your life is the most important." Mo Songyun reminded again.
"Junior sister, follow me." Gu Qingyue transmitted the message in secret.
Song Ningshu obediently moved closer to him.
When you are away from home, it is better to listen to your senior brothers if they are around.
Song Ningshu said that he is a good boy.
"Now, go in." Mo Songyun said as he stepped into the barrier first.
The barrier of Bai Shi City does not prevent people from entering, and one can enter easily.
As soon as Song Ningshu touched the barrier, a suction force sucked her in.
By the time I reacted, I was already inside the barrier.
She was in a small village, and Gu Qingyue was not with her.
I guess they were separated as soon as they came in.
The village was a deserted one, with no one living there. Moss grew on the houses, spider webs formed on the beams, and the yards were overgrown with weeds.
A rabbit enters through the dog hole, and a pheasant flies from the beam.
The hares and pheasants were disturbed and fled away quickly, and the tall weeds were pressed down and then bounced back.
Song Ningshu wandered around the village for a long time, his spiritual sense covering the entire village. There was nothing different, it was all covered with grass.
As Song Ningshu walked forward, he unexpectedly found that there were fewer weeds. The further he walked, the flatter the land became and the fewer weeds there were.
Then, Song Ningshu saw a small courtyard. The courtyard was very tidy, with smoke rising above the house.
Song Ningshu was secretly alert.
In this desolate village, there is only one house that is neat and clean, with smoke rising from its chimney, which looks eerie no matter how you look at it.
Moreover, she did not detect any human presence, but instead a very strong yin energy.
A burst of spiritual power swept past, and the gate of the courtyard opened with a creak.
"Oh! Are there guests?"
A crisp sound came from the yard, and a woman in pink poked her head out.
The woman looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pretty face and a bright smile.
"Hello, sister!"
"Who are you?" Song Ningshu used his pupil technique to see the woman's true identity.
No wonder there was no human presence, it turned out to be a ghost cultivator.
The yard was not as clean and tidy as it looked to the naked eye, but was overgrown with weeds like other yards.
"My name is Xiaoya. My brother and I are the only ones living in this village. No one has been here for a long time."
"By the way, my brother went hunting today and will be back before sunset!"
"Sister, you are so beautiful. I wish I could look as pretty as you!"
The ghost cultivator who called herself Xiaoya didn't care whether Song Ningshu paid attention to her or not, and started chattering to herself.
"Sister, I'm going to treat you to a meal. Can you give me your beauty?" Xiaoya said, looking at Song Ningshu with an obsessed look on her face.
Song Ningshu frowned and swung out a sword.
Xiaoya dodged to the side, still smiling, "Don't be angry, sister! I was just kidding!"
"I think I'm cute now too! My brother said I'm the prettiest!"
If you ignore the greed that was not well hidden in her eyes, her words are somewhat credible.
This ghost is already in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, and must have been practicing for hundreds of years. It is much more difficult for ghost cultivators to advance than for cultivators.
Judging from the murderous aura that couldn't be concealed, she must have killed a lot of people.
Beneath that handsome skin, the ghost is twisted and ugly.
Fortunately, Song Ningshu had already developed the ability to remain calm even when facing a crisis, otherwise he would have lost his composure due to the ugliness of the situation.
"Sister, have some water!" Xiaoya poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Song Ningshu.
Song Ningshu lowered her head to glance at the bowl of water, and even she couldn't help but twitch her lips.
The water in the bowl was turbid and had a fishy smell if you smelled it carefully.
It's a half-baked trick. How confident must he be that she can't see through it?
Bullying her for being blind?
"Sister, don't you want to drink it? It's sweet!" Xiaoya smiled with an innocent look on her face.
Song Ningshu decisively stopped the pupil technique.
She'd better not look at the essence through the phenomenon, otherwise she would vomit.
She really couldn't praise that smile.
"I'm not thirsty."
"Okay, then I'll take you out to play!" Xiaoya said as she wanted to pull Song Ningshu's hand.
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