Chapter 17 Truce
It was a dark and windy night, and she was out in the wilderness. She didn't dare sleep or practice alone. She simply sorted out the spiritual herbs she had gathered during the day and sorted them into categories. She could use them directly the next time she needed them for alchemy.
She had just distributed the last of the elixir when a series of hurried and messy footsteps came running towards her.
Nan Xiao put away the illuminating beads and, wearing a ghillie suit, blended perfectly into the haystack next to the stone.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, obviously coming straight towards her.
She didn't intend to say anything, and remained calm in the face of all changes.
"There was clearly light here just now, why is there no one here?"
From the sound of his voice, he seems to be an elderly man.
His voice was a little panicked. "The thing behind us is catching up again. Damn it."
Then there was a series of rustling sounds of people leaving.
Out of caution, Nan Xiao remained motionless. After more than half an hour had passed and there was indeed no sound around her, she slowly climbed to her feet.
The uncle just now ran out from the direction of the woods, so what was the thing he said was chasing him?
Before the arrival of the eldest brother, Nan Xiao had no curiosity. She had just stood up and stretched her stiff body when a loud male voice rang out:
"Who's there?"
Accompanied by a sharp sword energy.
Nan Xiao barely dodged it and subconsciously touched his limbs. Fortunately, fortunately, nothing was missing.
Three blurry figures were already close before her eyes, and it was too late for her to hide. Nan Xiao put away her ghillie suit and took out her black sword, assuming a defensive stance.
When the three people came closer, Nan Xiao saw them clearly in the moonlight, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
What a bad fate this is.
The man in the lead was Song Hui, whom she had just scolded during the day. Following him was Shen Chaochao, and behind him was a girl holding a sword. Judging from her clothes, she was also a direct disciple of the Tianjian Sect.
Song Hui snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "Hey! Isn't this Nan Xiao? Isn't he very powerful? Why is he hiding here alone? He's like a rat in the gutter... disgusting."
The tone of his voice was still so arrogant and disrespectful.
It makes my fists itch.
Shen Chaozhao looked at Nan Xiao, pursed her lips, remembered what she said during the day, and turned her head away from her.
After being tempered by society, Nan Xiao feels that she is a flexible person, but for some reason, when she meets people from the Tianjian Sect, she always becomes extremely rebellious.
She took two steps forward, leaned forward slightly, then frowned, stared, covered her nose, and took several steps back with a look of disgust.
"Hey, there's food on your teeth. Did you not brush your teeth?"
"Are all of you disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect so unrefined?"
“How disgusting~”
Song Hui's face flushed, and he subconsciously closed his mouth and licked his teeth with his tongue.
Soon, he realized that he had been fooled. He had been fasting for a long time, so how could there be such a thing as vegetable leaves?
Besides, it was so dark, it was doubtful that she could see clearly. It was obvious that they were playing a trick on him.
"Nan Xiao..."
Song Hui roared angrily and attacked with his sword.
He had to teach her a lesson today, to let her know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, and that words could cause disaster.
Fortunately, Nan Xiao was well prepared. The traps he prepared during the day were not used on the monsters, but on Song Hui.
In less than a few minutes...
Song Hui, who had been dressed neatly before, now had messy hair and stains of mud on his hems. He looked extremely disheveled and no longer looked like the elegant young man he had just been.
If it weren't for the cover of night and miasma, Nan Xiao might not have succeeded.
She hid behind a rock, with half of her head exposed, and looked like she was seriously considering something.
"You must be tired. How about taking a break and calling a truce?"
Nan Xiao noticed that his spiritual power was in chaos.
Song Hui suppressed his anger, turned around, ignored her, and sat in meditation on the spot, trying to smooth out the disordered spiritual energy in his body.
The miasma here was too serious. He didn't have the Qingling Pill and had to rely on his spiritual power to resist. He was very angry with Nan Xiao and he didn't pay attention and used his energy incorrectly, which led to the disorder of the spiritual power in his body.
Nan Xiao: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. But please don't attack me again. It's ungentlemanly and will damage the reputation of your Tianjian Sect, understand?"
These sect disciples all valued their sect's reputation very much. If she encountered a casual cultivator, she would run away and resolutely refuse to give them any equipment.
Song Hui's face turned even uglier. He rarely refuted her words and snorted coldly, which was considered as his agreement.
I'll deal with her next time.
The few people were clearly divided and lived in peace.
"Second brother, I feel uncomfortable." Shen Chaochao covered his chest with his hands, curled up into a ball, and fell beside Song Hui.
The effect of Qinglingdan has worn off.
"Chao Chao... don't be afraid..." Song Hui helped Shen Chao Chao up, put his hand on her back, and transferred a lot of spiritual energy to her. He stopped when he saw her face become rosy.
He took out a pill from the mustard seed space and fed it to Shen Chaochao's mouth, "Be good, eat it and you'll be fine."
After Shen Chaochao took the pill, his breathing problems were relieved.
Her eyes were filled with tears and her face was moved. "Second Brother, this is the last Qingling Pill. If you give it to me, what will you do?"
"Your safety is the most important. I'm already a Golden Core, and this miasma can't hurt me." Song Hui explained, "We can just wait until we find the people from the Huanhai Sect and exchange them for some Qingling Pills."
Looking at the deep friendship between them as senior and junior brothers and sisters, the girl next to them looked as ugly as if she had eaten shit.
Ye Lingling gritted her teeth: "Second Senior Brother, have you forgotten that you have a junior sister?"
This pill belongs to her, she shouldn't have put it on this bastard.
Song Hui's expression was somewhat awkward. "Fourth Junior Sister, Junior Sister hasn't established her foundation yet, so she can't use her spiritual power to resist the miasma. Give this pill to Junior Sister first. If there's any left, I'll give it to you."
Ye Lingling smiled awkwardly: "Brother, I don't believe what you say."
"Fourth Senior Sister, stop arguing. It's all my fault. I'm useless and a burden to everyone. Don't be angry with Second Senior Brother. Blame me if you want to blame someone."
"Since you know you are useless, don't come to places you shouldn't come to next time." Ye Lingling said coldly.
Ever since Chen Chaochao joined the Tianjian Sect, the master, senior brothers, and everyone in the sect surrounded her and coaxed her. It was as if they were under a spell, and they always did disgusting things that did not distinguish right from wrong.
She had finally gotten rid of those idiots in the sect and came out to gain some experience and peace of mind, but this Chen Chaochao insisted on following her out.
Nan Xiao was right about one thing: she was indeed an unlucky thing.
"Enough, Fourth Junior Sister, you are the senior sister, and the younger junior sister is still young. What's wrong with you giving in to her a little? Why do you have to say such harsh words. She is also your junior sister." The guilt that Song Hui had just felt disappeared completely, replaced by heartache for Shen Chaochao.
The little junior sister is so well-behaved and cute, I don’t understand why the fourth junior sister always targets her.
Ye Lingling's face turned pale, and she was obviously angry.
The evil Song Hui, the evil Chen Chao Chao.
Ye Lingling asked about the ancestors of these two people in her mind.
Nan Xiao elegantly took out a Qingling Pill and chewed it, then watched the farce between the few people end.
There will be no peace where Chen Chaochao is, poor little sister.
His face turned pale with anger.
Nan Xiao felt sorry for her, then picked up a small stone and threw it next to the girl's skirt.
Ye Lingling opened her eyes and looked at her indifferently.
Nan Xiao hooked his finger at her, but seeing that she was unmoved, he took out another pill and shook it in his palm.
Seduce her blatantly.
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