The Chonghuan sword was already half out of its sheath, and it echoed the swords of the Wuhua sect very gregariously, making a sword cry, high-pitched, and it sounded quite exciting.
But what Ningxia is paying attention to now is not that, but something very intriguing.
The sword was half unsheathed, and it reflected the direction of Guiyimen diagonally. It also happened to reflect a person on the sword, and Ning Xia happened to be caught in the sight.
The mirror reflection is normal, but what is abnormal is the person reflected. From Ningxia's perspective, it can be seen that the face reflected on the sword seems to be distorted, exuding a thick black aura. Her eyes were blood red and blood was oozing from the corners of her eyes, just like a female ghost crawling out of a movie theater.
Ningxia was shocked, and the stiffness on her face almost turned into a shell. She didn't know what the expression on her face was, and she didn't dare to think about it. Fortunately, everyone was paying attention to the two people in the stalemate in front of them and had no intention of looking at her expression. Even if it was possible, they would classify it as something just happening.
She barely suppressed the turmoil in her heart and looked at Qi Weirui in front of her as calmly as possible.
Although he looks crazy, he looks normal. The bloodshot pupils and the face full of anger are indeed scary, but they are completely different from the demon-like face reflected on the sword. They are not the same species.
Could it be that she was mistaken? Ningxia quickly turned around and looked at the mirror of Huan Jian again.
Well... the Chonghuan Sword was indeed a sword with a soul, and its effects seemed to be somewhat different.
Ningxia subtly shifted her gaze.
As the atmosphere between the two brothers and sisters of the Guiyi Sect increased, Ningxia discovered that Qi Weirui's face in the sword became more and more terrifying. Her body was almost swallowed up by the thick and unknown black energy, and only her blood-red eyes were exposed, like Like a monster.
The doubts in Ningxia's heart became more and more intense.
But she tried, and while everyone was paying attention to the front, she touched and observed the unsheathed swords of the same disciples around her, but the reflection on their swords was indeed a normal sight.
And no one seemed to pay attention to the vision illuminated by the Chonghuan Sword. Because according to observation, the few fellow disciples standing behind her didn't seem to see her at all. She didn't know if she was the only one who could see this strange situation on the Chonghuan Sword, or if she didn't notice it.
But it's impossible to say that I didn't find it... it's impossible, right?
This is already very telling.
There is indeed something wrong with Qi Weirui. It couldn't be an ordinary madness. Looking at this evil look, and thinking about this special moment today, Ningxia felt that she had discovered something extraordinary.
"Uncle Ning, what's the problem?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and a cold sweat broke out on Ning Xia's back who was worried.
The heroine...
This was the first time Wang Jingxuan talked to her. Ningxia felt a little chilled when she heard her calling him Uncle Ning. She felt that no matter how long it took, she would never be able to get used to someone older than her calling her uncle, but the world of cultivation really liked ranking according to cultivation level.
"It's nothing... I just feel that this fellow Daoist Qi's mental condition seems to be a little abnormal?" That's very problematic. Ning Xia added, not knowing how to describe the turmoil in her heart, speaking half truthfully and half falsely.
Everyone present could tell Qi Weirui's abnormality. But probably no one knew it as clearly as Ningxia, and she didn't dare to say it out easily, lest she alert the enemy. To be honest, she really didn't know what to do?
"Disciple always feels that... there is something wrong with the wave of her attack, mixed with other things." Wang Jingxuan's expression was gloomy, and the words she spoke were also statements, as if she had already confirmed this conjecture.
"I wonder if Uncle Ning felt any different fluctuations when he activated the Immortal Sword to protect his body?" She asked in a very low voice, and there were people talking about everything in the place, so this low voice of inquiry did not matter. Didn't attract anyone's attention.
Ningxia was stunned for a moment. She really didn't feel this. She was also vague about how the protective shield was set up by Zhonghuan Sword. She really didn't feel anything about the attack.
"I didn't think so much at the time, just..." Ning Xia said awkwardly.
Wang Jingxuan expressed her understanding and thoughtfulness and did not ask further questions, and started to pay attention to the previous things again.
Ningxia is left alone struggling with the "painful" truth. What's going on with this sense of fear of being exposed? Ning Xia's heart was very confused, and gradually her attention no longer focused on this episode.
According to the general plot development, this is the introduction. Now that the introduction is out, what kind of show will be next?
She looked in the direction of the main seat from a distance, but there was still no one there, and the person in charge of the Huyang Sect had not arrived yet.
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No matter how much Shi Haisheng reprimanded and persuaded, Qi Weirui would hold her neck in disbelief, refusing to admit her mistake, and kept saying cruel words like crazy. In a short period of time, not only did it not ease the atmosphere at the scene, it also vaguely further aroused the conflict between the two schools.
In the end, Shi Haisheng had no choice but to make a decision under the hostile eyes of the Wuhua sect and the eyes of many sects who were looking forward to the good show.
It can't go on like this. It seems that Junior Sister Qi will not be able to attend the banquet of heroes this time. With her worrying state, it would be better to send her back as soon as possible to prevent her from doing anything irreversible again.
Otherwise, they will really become a big joke this year when they are reunited.
"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Qi has been ill these days, and her consciousness seems to be a little blurry. She couldn't help but do a lot of rude things. I am here to apologize for her, and I will also make corresponding compensation. I hope to see her in the next two days. The relationship between the clans is so gentle that she will be spared this time, but I will definitely punish her when I get back."
"Senior Nephew Changping, you and Junior Nephew He will help Junior Sister Qi back to the guest house and let her calmly think about it. Don't come over anymore. Stay in the guest house and take good care of Junior Sister Qi. Don't let her run out and cause mischief."
Changping always cares about Junior Sister Qi, and He Rui is the attendant pointed out by the deputy sect master to Junior Sister Qi. The two of them are perfect to take care of.
After all, Wei Rui had a special status, and there was no way to punish him. He could only go back and report to the deputy sect leader for a decision. The only thing he could do was make compensation to smooth things over.
Deputy Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, do you know how troublesome your precious daughter is, she is more and more capable every time. No matter how many compensation gifts you prepare, one day you will encounter a tough guy that no gift can buy.
Xing'er Lin Ping really didn't want to break up the relationship between the two sects in public. I was extremely angry, but the other party gave me this step and "expelled" the culprit back, and I also adopted a corresponding attitude.
Lin Pingzhen couldn't help but keep holding on, snorted coldly, and was about to say harsh words to expose the matter again, but something happened again.
"puff--"
Shi Haisheng's face suddenly changed, his pupils dilated, and he subconsciously shouted: "Junior Sister Qi!"
The red and white spiritual powers collided fiercely, resisting in front of Qi Weirui, and sporadic spiritual lights scattered everywhere.
