Judging from the reactions of the people around them, they probably didn't show their appearance. Not to mention other people, maybe even they themselves didn't know that they had been tricked.
But look at the one on the stage. Ningxia can't guarantee how many people like this will pop up in a while. It felt like being surrounded by the enemy team... Ningxia felt panic while watching, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became.
When she got to the Wuhua Sect area...hehe, she was really frightened this time.
There are very few outliers in the Wuhua sect, well, almost none. The only one really made Ningxia feel a little restless, and her wrists were shaking on the spot. She didn't know whether it was because she couldn't hold it after holding it for too long, or because she was confused because of the turbulent thoughts.
Wang Jingxuan.
Oh my god, she was the one who got hit. She was actually tricked.
If it were anyone else, Ningxia wouldn't be so frightened.
But that was Wang Jingxuan. This year's son of luck is a good seedling that Tiandao focuses on cultivating. How could such a thing happen? !
Ningxia wasn't afraid, she was just more fearful. I don’t know if the things related to Wang Jingxuan in the book are for the development of the plot or the will of heaven. Many of them are useless.
Being involved, Wang Jingxuan may not get into trouble in the end, but people around her may be affected.
What will become of the red eyes in the end? Ningxia was not sure, but there was no doubt that the bloody "monster" on the mourning platform was one of those states. Thinking about it, I know it's not a good thing.
If there was a halo effect, she and other Wuhua Sect disciples would not be able to support her together.
This plot doesn’t seem to be mentioned in the book either… Never mind. Is it your opinion, God? I'll save your good seedling first. Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to attack her!
Ning Xia made a quick decision and secretly raised her left hand, with her five fingers slightly open in the direction of Wang Jingxuan. It looked like they were open naturally, but the spiritual energy flowing in the meridians was gathering and was about to condense and form at the fingertips.
She secretly prayed that she would succeed once and for all and not be discovered. Cold sweat quietly appeared on his forehead, his back felt cold and hot, and he was extremely nervous and stretched to the extreme.
Fortunately, Wang Jingxuan didn't look in her direction...
Plop——
No, wait... Ning Xia was stunned, and her mind went blank for a moment. Wait, it seems like she hasn't activated it yet, her spiritual power has not been gathered successfully, so why did she fall down first?
This hidden method was recently learned by Ningxia from the appendix at the back of the general outline of formations. Oh no, or rather it should be said that it was just successfully learned. It can make people unconscious for a while without leaving any trace. She had never used it on a human.
She was also taking a huge risk using this method. There are so many people here. Although her movements are hidden, there is no guarantee that she will be discovered by other monks, and she may be misunderstood. Although she doesn't actually want to harm anyone, she may expose herself to a certain extent.
If it weren't for consideration, she really wouldn't want to do this. However, there were intact eggs under the overturned nest, and she always felt that if she pretended not to know, the matter might not be settled so easily.
Just come!
Ningxia is mentally prepared to take action. As a result, the target fell down immediately before the attack was launched, achieving her goal perfectly.
She was surprised and delighted, but then came huge doubts. But he couldn't help but his tense mind collapsed, and the hand holding the Zhonghuan Sword fell limply.
Someone grabbed her wrist and helped her control the arm that was opening and closing the sword to cut it down.
It wasn't until her right hand that was clutching Zhong Huanjian was An Ran let go and dropped to her side that she reacted in a flash.
"Xiao Xia, are you okay? You are too nervous and your hands are weak. Be careful not to hurt others." Lin Pingzhen softened his eyebrows, let go of the hand holding her wrist, and patted her shoulder gently. , seems to be comforting.
Then he turned to look at the female disciple who was still supporting Wang Jingxuan with some reluctance, and ordered: "Junior sister Zhang, please help me take care of my nephew Wang. She is seriously injured and may not be able to hold on anymore."
"...I'm just talking about this guy. If you don't have the ability, don't follow him. Look, this is not causing trouble..." Junior Sister Zhang was very dissatisfied, but finally accepted it, and dragged him aside with a female companion next to him. Go and stand in the back where there are fewer people.
After explaining, he turned back and gave Ning Xia a look that had no specific meaning, but was full of implications.
At this time, there is still something that Ningxia doesn’t understand. It was Lin Pingzhen who took care of Wang Jingxuan and noticed her condition in time.
No wonder she just felt that Lin Pingzhen seemed to move behind her very deliberately for a moment. Probably because he noticed her movements. The other party may not be able to see the "reality" on the Chonghuan Sword like she does, but what's the difficulty in following the clues?
It should be safe for Lin Pingzhen to take action. Ningxia breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis is temporarily resolved...but this is not the end.
There was no unnecessary communication between the two, and all communication ended in a moment of eye contact. The two of them focused all their attention on the "thing" that suddenly appeared in the central area. Nothing serious has been done yet...
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Most of the people who can attend this ceremony are outstanding young disciples in the sect. They either have a background or are outstanding themselves, and there are only a few who are stupid.
Combining the before and after events, many people can roughly piece together a story.
When they saw the "monster" still wearing the Golden Thunder Sect clothes on the stage, everyone's hearts skipped a beat, knowing that this matter could not continue like this.
The spirit shield is not broken, the position remains unchanged, and the Jinleimen school uniform is still clearly identifiable even though it is tattered and stained with blood. Anyone can confirm the identity of this terrifying "monster".
Except for Lu Haiying, don’t think about it.
Seeing a good person turn into such an inhuman monster, the young and fragile limits and ethical ideas were directly impacted, and all the cultivators couldn't help but feel chills all over.
Things harm their own kind.
Especially the group of people from the Jinlei Sect, their faces were really golden, and they were as ugly as if they were sick. Compared to others, it was more difficult for these fellow disciples to accept it. Seeing their fellow disciples become like this, they were even more shocked.
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"Ugh. What kind of monster is that? Could it really be a disciple of the Golden Thunder Sect? This is too, too..."
"I don't know either, but it seems like it should be so."
"Hey, didn't you hear what Lord Showa said just now? He said that there are spies lurking among us, and he asked us to look at this thing. It seems that it must be a spy as well."
"...No way. If it's true, the devil sent someone here, it doesn't look like a human being..."
"Who said it wasn't...it suddenly became like this..."
Listening to the various speculations of these monks, Zhenjun Zhaohe remained silent and stared at the bloody figure in the middle. It seems that he is staring at the "monster", but there seems to be nothing left, ups and downs, nothingness.
