As soon as Song Qiuyun fell, he looked at Yun Miao.
Looking at Yun Miao's outstanding appearance, a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
This woman looks so outstanding even before she has practiced the Qiu Shui Sect's skills.
"Who is this little beauty? Fellow Taoist Yan Shu takes such good care of her."
The one who comes is not good.
Yun Miao noticed the hostility of the enchanting beauty. Seeing that the enchanting beauty's eyes had been falling on Ling Yanshu, who was the incarnation of the murderer, he immediately understood that this was a peach blossom debt.
And the worst part is, she can't beat it.
The opponent can fly with a sword, and at least he is a spiritual master.
He immediately lowered his stance: "Junior Yun Miao has met senior."
"Yun Miao, your name is quite good. What is your relationship with senior Yan Shu?"
Song Qiuyun spoke with a smile, but there was no hint of smile in his eyes.
"I have nothing to do with this senior."
Yun Miao made the relationship clear.
Song Qiuyun smiled sweetly and said: "Lying is not a good habit, especially to seniors."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiuyun suddenly attacked Yun Miao with a palm.
Yun Miao was horrified and found that her figure was immobilized by the opponent's spiritual power, making her unable to dodge.
Suddenly, a fingerprint from the possessed Ling Yanshu struck and scattered the palm prints. The fingerprints followed the scattered palm prints and landed on Song Qiuyun.
Song Qiuyun immediately groaned, and a wisp of blood spilled from his red lips.
Shocked: "When did you become so powerful?"
The people in Yaowang Valley can only refine elixirs and medicines, and their combat power is not high at all. They have their current status just because everyone needs elixirs for cultivation.
This is also the reason why she dares to do anything at will.
But after just one confrontation, she was seriously injured.
If Ling Yanshu wanted to, he would definitely kill her.
But the stronger Ling Yanshu is, the more excited she becomes.
He asked unwillingly: "Ling Yanshu, are you really going to fight me for this junior?"
"I've fallen in love with her, and I will take your life next time."
Ling Yanshu spoke domineeringly, his eyes extremely cold.
"Okay, very good, let's see if you can protect me."
Song Qiuyun snorted coldly, turned around and left in anger.
Yun Miao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the figure in front of him and said, "I didn't expect Lord Killer to be so charming. As soon as he came out, he provoked a rotten peach blossom."
Yun Miao was a little angry when she said this.
One is that he is angry at killing himself for causing trouble, and the other is that he is angry at his own incompetence.
In this fucking world of cultivating immortals, anyone can step on her.
Being chased by Yun Dingzhi, and today he was attacked by this inexplicable woman over a disagreement.
Why, your cultivation is so high!
One day, she will make it impossible for these people to bully her anymore.
"You're making fun of me."
The man's cold gaze fell on her.
Yun Miao snorted coldly: "I don't dare, I just thought that according to Lord Killer's temper, if the woman just provoked you so much, you should kill her with one sword. Could it be that Lord Killer was showing mercy to her?"
The sword that was taught in his mind just now was more than enough to kill the woman who was in the Cailing Realm just now.
But it was just hurt.
"I haven't used this body enough. If I kill someone now, I can only return to the Nine Heavens Yin Evil Prison."
"Oh, it turns out that adults who kill adults are also afraid of trouble."
"I'm not afraid. If I kill anyone I see on the way to practice, wouldn't I kill all the living beings?"
Yun Miao rolled his eyes. Although you are very awesome, if you can kill everyone in the world, how is it possible? The strongest will have the strongest.
The man flicked his sleeves, Yu Jian left, and a message came from the wind: "In this trial, enter the top nine."
Make it to the top nine?
Yun Miao originally felt that this trial was not quite right, so she planned to hang out and leave when it was almost over.
But Shi specifically told her to enter the top nine, which would mean entering the inner sect of the three sects.
Although Shi was arrogant and domineering, Yun Miao knew that the other party still had use for her and would not let anything really happen to her.
Therefore, the top nine may have some benefits.
It seems that she has to work hard.
Yun Miao turned around and jumped down from the tall tree, taking the initiative to join the battle.
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the other side.
Song Qiuyun's sword was unsteady and he landed on the ground, covering his wound and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"How could Ling Yanshu suddenly become so powerful? Didn't the spiritual fire escape? Could it be that he had another chance and learned a powerful technique?"
She was itching unbearably, thinking of Ling Yanshu's cold eyes just now, which hurt her demeanor, and she wanted this man even more.
"It seems that I need to adjust my breath for a while and find a few people for spiritual practice before I can heal this injury."
Song Qiuyun was about to find a quiet place to set up a formation to heal his injuries, when suddenly he looked behind him with a sharp look.
"who?"
Yun Siya walked out of the dense forest: "Junior Yun Siya, have you met your uncle?"
"Uncle Master?" Song Qiuyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yun Siya: "You are a disciple of Qiu Shui Sect, why have I never seen you before?"
Yun Siya said: "Uncle Master has misunderstood. Siya has not yet become a disciple of Qiu Shui Sect, but after this trial, she will definitely become a disciple of Qiu Shui Sect."
"You are quite confident that you can make it into the top 100."
Yun Siya said: "No, I will definitely enter the top nine."
"Tsk." Song Qiuyun's eyes turned cold: "I don't like people who talk big words."
Noticing the change in Song Qiuyun's expression, Yun Siya did not dare to delay and immediately said: "Uncle Master still remembers Huang Qiuran."
When Song Qiuyun mentioned this name, his eyes showed a little nostalgia.
"I haven't heard Senior Sister Qiuran's name for a long time. Back then, Senior Sister Qiuran fell in love with a disciple from a small aristocratic family for some reason. She married him despite her disciple's objections and missed the opportunity to become a spiritual master. Now she has died early.
Why, are you an old friend of Senior Sister Qiuran? "
Yun Siya said: "Huang Qiuran is my mother."
"Oh, so she's Senior Sister Qiuran's daughter?"
Song Qiuyun became interested.
Yun Siya said: "I got to meet my uncle this time. Siya admires my uncle's grace very much. After the trial, I will enter the Qiu Shui Sect and want to become my master."
As long as she worships Song Qiuyun as her teacher, she will definitely be able to learn Song Qiuyun's skills and become an equally charming woman.
Song Qiuyun looked at Yun Siya and saw the same ambition as his own in her eyes.
I liked it very much, and with Huang Qiuran's relationship, I readily agreed.
"Okay, if you enter the top nine, I will accept you as my apprentice."
Upon hearing this, Yun Siya knelt down without any hesitation: "Siya pays homage to Master."
Song Qiuyun was stunned for a moment, then giggled again.
"Your apprentice is really lovable, get up."
"Thank you, Master."
Yun Siya stood up, her heart relieved.
She just saw Song Qiuyun passing by with his sword from a distance, so she quickly left Feng Yuanlie behind and rushed over, just to confirm her relationship with Song Qiuyun in advance.
I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
"Since you have accepted me as your master, I will give you a greeting gift."
A piece of talisman fell into Yun Siya's hand, and Yun Siya's eyes lit up.
Is this the precious talisman from the previous life?
She actually got one in this life.
"This is a fire control talisman. It can deliver a blow with the cultivation level of a high-level Heavenly Spirit Master. It is more than enough to deal with Spirit Masters and below. The trial is dangerous, so I will protect you."
"Thank you, master." Yun Siya bowed and said respectfully.
"Good disciple, work hard."
After saying that, Song Qiuyun floated away with his sword.
Yun Siya held this fire control talisman, thinking about its power, her eyes turned cold.
Yunmiao, your death has come.
