Ling Miao looked at the group of disciples of Yinwuzong.
A group of them stood there, carrying a murderous aura.
The purple and white robes were randomly modified by them, just like a group of bad students who randomly changed their school uniforms, quite like a group of demons dancing around.
The most eye-catching one among them is Shen Tulie, the chief disciple of Yinwuzong.
In addition to his scornful aura, on his chiseled face, a slender scar spread from his right eye to the bottom of his cheekbone, making him look very aggressive.
However, the direct descendants of the Yinwuzong all wore their robes in a proper manner without changing them randomly.
The painting style that is completely different from that of Yinwuzong is Xuanling Sect not far away.
The chief disciple of the Xuanling Sect is a woman with a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament named Qu Fengmian.
Ling Miao's eyes stayed on Qu Fengmian for a long time.
She remembered that Qu Fengmian was the second cannon fodder female supporting role.
Because he was dissatisfied with the fact that his fellow disciples had a good impression of Ling Yu and sacrificed their lives for him, he always gave Ling Yu a stumbling block.
Later, Qu Fengmian also attempted to assassinate Ling Yu in the secret realm. Fortunately, Ling Yu was rescued by Fang Zhuchen who arrived in time.
Ling Miao looked at Qu Fengmian and couldn't imagine that someone who seemed so gentle could actually assassinate another sect's junior sister.
However, who made Ling Yu the heroine?
The heroine.
It is her fate to be targeted by the whole world.
Qu Fengmian met Ling Miao's gaze, curved his lips and gave her a friendly smile, with two small dimples appearing on his cheeks.
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The flying boat slowly landed in front of everyone.
The Yuehua Sect's flying boat is extremely grand, luxuriously decorated, and large in size, with three floors above and below.
There are hundreds of people who are going to enter the secret realm this time, but after everyone gets on the airship, it won't feel crowded at all.
The flying boat flew high and sailed smoothly into the sea of clouds.
Ling Miao lay on the barrier wall of the flying boat, admiring the undulating smoke waves around her.
At this time, the little cloth bag on the little girl's back moved, and two eyes peeked out from the bag for a moment, and then went back in.
The little animal inside seemed to turn over and go back to sleep.
Cang Wu, who had not had time to enter the cabin, saw this scene, his eyes twitched slightly, and his mood became more complicated.
Is this little girl going on a spring outing? Both with chickens and pets.
Looking away, he shook his head.
Forget it, my disciple didn't make any principled mistakes. He even brought them with him, so he pretended he didn't see it.
Cang Wu entered the cabin without looking back.
Duan Yunzhou also noticed that Ling Miao was carrying a small animal on his back, but he knew it was the little junior sister's fox.
he whispered.
"Little Junior Sister, why did you bring that fox demon?"
Ling Miao: "I'm afraid that if I go out for too long, it will be discovered when it sneaks out of my house, and it will be troublesome if someone catches it."
If other disciples recognized him as a fox demon, he would most likely be executed directly to achieve enlightenment.
The little fox in the cloth bag: Although I am not a fox demon, I still have a good conscience.
Duan Yunzhou: "Little junior sister, be careful and don't let others see it easily."
Ling Miao: "Don't worry, senior brother, Wangcai can sleep well and usually won't run out on its own."
Little Fox: What the hell?
Duan Yunzhou: "Wangcai?"
Ling Miao: "Oh, I named it Wangcai."
Duan Yunzhou: "...It sounds like a dog's name."
Ling Miao: "There's nothing wrong with it. When I first saw it, I thought it was a dog."
Originally, fox and dog cubs looked similar, but this little guy just had a sharper mouth.
What's more, it also has such a pair of ears. Except for the experienced, no one can tell that it is a fox at a glance.
The little fox was shaking with anger.
How does it look like a dog! How does it look like a dog?
The Lun family is obviously Xiang! Rui! It’s auspicious!
Dry! Although it's not a real dog, this kid is a real dog! ! !
Who taught her to name her like this! ?
ah? Doesn't this sound good? ?
The little fox cursed and barked in the bag for a long time.
Ling Miao: Although I don’t understand it, it seems to be scolding quite dirty?
Duan Yunzhou is no longer surprised by his little junior sister's weird brain circuits, so whatever the little junior sister says is whatever she says.
He took out a small silver round magic weapon, squatted down and helped Ling Miao pin it to his collar.
Ling Miao: "What is this?"
Duan Yunzhou: "The sound transmission buckle is a magic weapon with sound transmission and positioning functions, which makes it easier for Master and the elders to know our whereabouts. If you are in danger, the elders can come to rescue you as soon as possible."
In this ancient secret realm with a relatively high risk factor, the sect leaders and elders of each sect would usually follow them out of fear that something might happen to their disciples.
But it is impossible for them to accompany their disciples to practice step by step.
These great masters usually find a place to drink tea while using magical instruments to monitor the movements of their disciples.
If you are in danger, save others.
"oh."
Ling Miao lifted up his collar a little and faced the sound button, "Master! Master, can you hear me? If you hear me, please answer!"
Cang Wu in the cabin: "..."
Are you happy with your skin?
Duan Yunzhou's temple twitched slightly, "Junior sister, the sound transmission buckle can only transmit your voice, not the master's voice."
Ling Miao: "This way..."
It turned out not to be used for phone calls.
Does that mean that no matter how naughty she is, Master can't control her?
On the other side, Fang Zhuchen was also sending Lihuo Sect's voice transmission button to his disciples.
When it was given to Ling Yu, he put the sound transmission buckle into Ling Yu's hand and prepared to leave just like it was given to other disciples.
Ling Yu was standing on the deck just now, and she could clearly see the scene of Duan Yunzhou helping Ling Miao put on the sound transmission buckle.
She knew that comparison was meaningless, but she couldn't help but compare the treatment she received with Ling Miao.
Seeing Fang Zhuchen handing her the voice button and preparing to leave, Ling Yu pursed her lips slightly and spoke. Her voice was not loud and a little awkward, as if she was acting coquettishly.
"Obviously other senior brothers directly helped put it on."
Fang Zhuchen paused for a moment, turned around and glanced at her lightly, a hint of vague displeasure rising between his brows.
"She is only ten years old, are you only ten years old too?"
"I……"
Ling Yu's face changed slightly and he was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word for a long time.
When Fang Zhuchen saw that Ling Yu didn't say anything anymore, he just left.
Ling Yu looked at his back, feeling even more depressed.
What went wrong.
She has been surrounded and praised since she was a child. Whether it is her elders or her brothers and sisters from the same sect, they all pamper her and treat her very well.
But from a certain point on, all this seemed to quietly change.
It seems that it started when Ling Miao was kicked out of the Lihuo Sect and the master gave her this unexplained position of direct inheritance.
No, a little earlier.
Ever since she allowed the leopard demon to attack Ling Miao, but Ling Miao punched the leopard demon to death with her backhand, things seemed to have started to get out of control.
But why?
(End of chapter)
