After calmly drinking a sip of tea, Lu Xiaoran remained expressionless, and didn't even look at the so-called saint.

However, this does not mean that he is not on guard.

As the old saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world and no free girl in bed.

What a coincidence that Qishuige suddenly wants to force a girl on himself, which is just like a pimp. She is either an adulterer or a thief, and she is either a slut or a bad person.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he saw, as expected, a look of helplessness, resentment, and unwillingness in the saint's eyes.

Not to mention that Lu Xiaoran is not interested in women for the time being, even if he is interested, he wouldn't dare to bring such a woman home.

If you take this home, even if it's not perfect, I'll at least give you something green.

Moreover, Lu Xiaoran always felt that this routine seemed familiar.

But it seems like something is missing.

Just as I was wondering, suddenly, an extremely discordant sound was heard in the hall.

"The dignified Qishui Pavilion, in order to curry favor with a young master from an aristocratic family, even gave away its own Saint Girl. Is this the behavior of Qishui Pavilion?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked and everyone's eyes were directed towards each other.

In a corner of the hall of Qishui Pavilion, there stood a strong young man, standing proudly with his fists clenched. His eyes revealed three parts of sarcasm and seven parts of arrogance.

Although he only had the cultivation base of a Martial Emperor, he was not at all stage-frightened.

Lu Xiaoran suddenly understood.

This aftertaste is right.

One of the classic scenes in brainless novels, a young man with a poor reputation, and his beloved saint is sent to be a woman. The young man, in anger, appears on the scene, is beaten up first, and then arrogantly challenges the opponent to a fight, using the method of provoking the opponent to perfectly lower his intelligence.

Three months later, Diaosi counterattacked and killed the powerful enemy. Three months later, he destroyed the entire Lu family and reduced their bones to ashes.

But then again, Lu Xiaochen was supposed to come here today.

As a result, by accident, I took over his place.

Could it be that my cousin is also someone who can accept a disciple?

At this moment, Wangcai's voice suddenly came.

"Ding, the child of luck is detected, please kill him, and there will be rewards."

As expected, this kid is the son of luck, so his cousin should be the corresponding villain.

Thinking of this, he asked:

"Wangcai, can my cousin accept me as a disciple?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Because he didn't go against the Son of Destiny."

Lu Xiaoran understood immediately.

Originally, it might have been his cousin who was against the Son of Destiny, but he didn't, and now it's his turn, which means he has become the villain.

Emm, I feel like my status has dropped a bit. I used to accept disciples and fight against villains, but now I have become a villain myself.

Do I have to accept myself as a disciple?

How is this any different than me becoming my dad?

Just as Lu Xiaoran was complaining in his heart, the leader of the Seven Water Pavilion also spoke.

"Shut up, Yang Jian, you bastard, you actually talked nonsense in front of Master Lu, are you tired of living?"

Yang Jian was not moved at all. He smiled coldly and started to sneer again.

"I'm talking nonsense? Am I not telling the truth? You guys at Qishui Pavilion did something shameful, and you don't allow others to talk about it?"

"Yang Jian, aren't you a member of the Seven Water Pavilion? You even scold yourself, what brain do you have?"

"Humph! From today on, I, Yang Jian, am no longer a member of your Seven Water Pavilion. I..."

“That’s enough!”

Just when Yang Jian wanted to say something else, Ling Qingxue suddenly spoke again and stopped Yang Jian.

"Senior sister, I."

Ling Qingxue said coldly:

"I agreed to be Master Lu's maid. It's no one else's business. Don't continue to make trouble."

"But you don't want to at all!"

"You are not me, how do you know I don't want to?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt of lightning, hitting Yang Jian's body hard, causing his originally proud and upright body, like a steel spear, to suddenly shake, and he staggered back two steps.

"Senior Sister, are you telling the truth?!"

A flash of pain flashed across Ling Qingxue's eyes, but soon, she said firmly:

"Yes, it's true!"

Yang Jian clenched his fists and smiled coldly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said the word "good" three times in a row. Both his pretentious aura and pretentious lines were within Lu Xiaoran's expectations.

I guess he will say next: Ling Qingxue, I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be this kind of woman. I, Yang Jian, have always been in love with you. I am really blind!

The next second, as expected, Yang Jian almost gritted his teeth and spoke word by word:

"Ling Qingxue, I misjudged you. I never thought you would be this kind of woman. I, Yang Jian, have always been fond of you. Now it seems that I was really blind."

Lu Xiaoran raised his eyebrows slightly. He guessed wrong. This Yang Jian actually added lines for himself.

However, the following scene was not beyond Lu Xiaoran's expectations. Ling Qingxue's delicate body trembled slightly, her silver teeth bit her red lips, and a layer of mist almost blurred her eyes, but she didn't say a word.

According to the normal routine, she must have said this on purpose to protect Yang Jian. Later, when the two of them have reconciled their past grudges, she could just perform a set of Guanyin riding a horse on Lu Xiaoran's grave.

Who knows, he might be in such a good mood that he might even try the lion holding the rabbit trick.

Yang Jian would look at his own tombstone arrogantly, laugh wildly, and then say to his own tombstone arrogantly: Lu Xiaoran, did you see it? Ling Qingxue used it this way!

The sad thing is that he, Lu Xiaoran, hasn't said a single word from the beginning to now!

From beginning to end, I was just a bystander.

Is it frustrating?

Is it unfair?

Is it unlucky?

"Yang Jian, don't go too far. First you humiliated Master Lu, and then you humiliated the Saint of the Seven Water Pavilion. Do you really think you are a big shot? If I don't teach you a lesson, you probably won't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

Yang Jian sneered:

"I'm not afraid of you? You are a bunch of shameless people!"

Seeing that everyone was about to take action against Yang Jian, Ling Qingxue suddenly became a little panicked.

She immediately knelt down in front of Lu Xiaoran.

"Master Lu, although Yang Jian can't speak, he once saved me. Master Lu, can you please let him go for my sake?"

Ling Qingxue is very smart. She knows that the most powerful person in the audience is Lu Xiaoran, and only Lu Xiaoran can save Yang Jian.

Saving Yang Jian was just a matter of Lu Xiaoran's casual words.

But unfortunately, Lu Xiaoran looked at her with a half-smile.

"For most people who contradict me, it's basically a capital crime. Why should I let Yang Jian go?"

Ling Qingxue's heart trembled, and she clenched her fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms.

She gritted her teeth and lowered her head and said:

"If Master Lu is willing to let Yang Jian go, Qingxue is willing to do anything for Master Lu."

How could Yang Jian not understand after hearing this? What was Ling Qingxue thinking? She was clearly protecting herself.

It was ridiculous that I had misunderstood Ling Qingxue just now. I must have broken her heart! ?

However, this also made him resent Lu Xiaoran even more, and then he stared at Lu Xiaoran and gritted his teeth and said:

"Lu, don't you just have a good father? If your surname is not Lu, who do you think you are? Are you worthy of touching my senior sister?"

Without waiting for Lu Xiaoran to speak, the people from Qishui Pavilion had already taken the lead in attacking Yang Jian.

"You evil creature! You are looking for death!"

Several big guys took action and instantly pinned Yang Jian down.

Even the leader of the Seven Water Pavilion, a cultivator in the Divine Realm, took action, and Yang Jian was unable to resist at all.

However!

At this moment, something strange happened.

Ling Qingxue suddenly drew out a long sword, put it on her neck, and said with a cold face:

"Stop it!"

The leader of the Seven Water Pavilion collapsed with anger.

"Qingxue, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy! Sect Master, I have already promised you that I will be Master Lu's personal maid. Please don't force me. Let Yang Jian go."

"You traitor, do you want to piss me off to death?"

Ling Qingxue ignored him, but stared at Lu Xiaoran and gritted her teeth:

"Master Lu, I only ask you to let Yang Jian go. I said I am willing to do anything for you!"

"Including death?"

Lu Xiaoran asked calmly. Ling Qingxue was stunned at first, and then asked in disbelief:

"Mr. Lu, what did you say?"

Lu Xiaoran said indifferently:

"Didn't you say you were willing to do anything for me? Then kill yourself. As long as you kill yourself, I will let this guy go."

Ling Qingxue's face suddenly turned pale, and Yang Jian roared:

"Mr. Lu, if you dare to kill my senior sister, I will wipe out your entire family!"

Lu Xiaoran didn't even look at him, his eyes were still fixed on Ling Qingxue.

Ling Qingxue gritted her teeth, then took a deep breath and asked seriously:

"Mr. Lu, is what you said true?"

Lu Xiaoran nodded.

"Let's do it."

"good!"

Ling Qingxue nodded. Yang Jian was unable to break away from the others. His face turned red and his neck became thick, but he could only roar:

"Sister, don't listen to him. Don't commit suicide! You must not commit suicide!"

Then, he roared at Lu Xiaoran:

"Mr. Lu, stop it immediately, or I will kill you and wipe out your entire family! I will destroy the entire Lu family."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaoran suddenly made a move. With a thought, an unrivaled force instantly hit Ling Qingxue's body.

Bang--!

In an instant, Ling Qingxue was blasted into a ball of bloody mist by Lu Xiaoran.

He already disliked Ling Qingxue's nagging, and this Yang Jian kept on talking nonsense for a long time.

He simply killed Ling Qingxue with one punch.

"No--!"

Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot with anger, his teeth were grinding, blood was flowing rapidly throughout his body, and his aura began to increase slightly, as if there was a special energy blessing him. He actually slowly forced away the elders and the sect master of the Seven Water Pavilion.

Everyone's face changed instantly.

"This aura is not right. He actually hid his cultivation. He is not a Martial Emperor, he is already a Martial Saint!"

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