I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Ling Xuhui shrugged irritably, and turned around to scold: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that this young master is... ouch!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden force from the hand on his shoulder, which made him grin his teeth unexpectedly in pain.

Take a closer look, this person is wearing a veiled hat, the gap in the white gauze is on the right side, and everything is seen through the cloth, isn't he just blind?

"You! Hmph." Ling Xuhui was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more, rubbing his shoulders, "Why did my uncle come here?"

"Nonsense." Ming Fangxue glanced at Ling Xuhui through the veil, and when he spoke, his voice was cold and gorgeous, as if icy, without emotion.

The breeze raised the corner of the tulle, and one could see Mingfang's expression under the snow-curtained hat was serious and meticulous, stern and sharp, but also beautiful and aggressive, like the gods on the Wanli Xuefeng, looking directly at it for a long time would be blasphemy.

Ling Xuhui shivered, subconsciously lowered his head, feeling fear in his heart.

Ling Shen and Ling Qian stood on the spot, their panic could not be concealed, they could only look at Ling Xuhui, wanting their young master to help intercede.

Dao Martial Immortal's sect has strict rules, and disciples of the sect make friends with Daoists outside, even though they don't ask about their backgrounds, they should not indulge in wine and sex and neglect their cultivation.

Those young men and women also looked at each other in embarrassment, not knowing whether to leave or stay, they raised their eyes to Ming Fangxue, their hearts were pounding.

Ming Fangxue was silent for a moment, and waited for some people to see sweat on their foreheads before she said quietly: "Fellow Taoists of Luoshangmen, do you have something important to do?"

"No...no, we're leaving now." One of the women hurriedly saluted and led the crowd to flee in haste.

"Uh... Xianzun, listen to the disciple's explanation, those girls came to ask us for help, and that's why..." Ling Shen's palms were sweating, if he met Fu Qingxiao, he wouldn't panic too much, Fu Qing Xiao has always given the Ling family face and pampered them enough, but Ming Fangxue is different.

The last time he saw Ming Fangxue at Xianmen, this immortal who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes abolished a disciple who framed his senior sister and put him in the prison of thought. He had no chance to get out.

"Yes, yes, and they are also going to participate in the questioning meeting. The disciples thought that it would be better to communicate with each other in advance, so that we can know ourselves and our enemies." Ling Qian quickly followed suit with his head bowed.

Ming Fangxue flicked her cuffs impatiently after hearing these people's pale explanations.

His clothes were not messed up at all, this action only increased the pressure on the three people present, Ling Xuhui's face changed, and he moved out quietly, trying to get himself out of the way.

But Ming Fangxue's sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the tulle and stab Ling Xuhui's body, he dared not move as if he was held by a sword around his neck, then Ming Fangxue raised his sleeves and waved a wave of energy towards Ling Shen, Ling Shen suddenly looked in a daze, Clutching his head and staggering a few steps, he spit out suspicious purple blood.

"That demon girl actually poisoned her!" Ling Xuhui was startled when he saw this, and he was afraid for a while, "I will see you at the meeting in the future, I will make them pay the price!"

"Hmph, if it wasn't for your impetuous mind, how could a mere distraction move you?" Ming Fangxue reprimanded in a solemn voice, "Greedy voices are chasing color, false arrogance and arrogance, such a weak heart, what kind of way are you asking, what kind of weapon are you talking about?"

His unquestionable gaze rested on Ling Shen, who had just recovered from his desperation, "Go back to our sect and be confined for three months."

Ling Shen lowered his head, trembling all over due to the illusion of being pierced by a sharp blade, and repeatedly claimed yes.

Ming Fangxue turned her head and looked at Ling Xuhui. There seemed to be a pair of invisible giant hands strangling the necks of everyone present in the air, and the scorching sun on the zenith could not dispel the constricting feeling. Ling Xuhui swallowed, and cold sweat unknowingly soaked through his collar.

"I've heard rumors recently that you can choose whether you want to go back to this sect. I hope you can do it yourself."

After the unbearable silence, Ming Fangxue finally spoke out to remind her.

"Yes, disciple knows, thank you uncle for your concern." Ling Xuhui replied in a low voice.

Ming Fangxue didn't pay attention to the three of them anymore, and the people who watched the farce from a distance automatically dispersed to the two sides to make way for Ming Fangxue.

Lu Yinshuang sneered silently, sighed in his heart what a grand occasion, and in a blink of an eye saw Ye Chen unraveling the illusion and appearing from the crowd, standing behind Ling Xuhui naturally, avoiding a lesson.

Ye Chen secretly nodded to Lu Yinshuang, Ling Xuhui wiped off his cold sweat with a long breath, gave Ye Chen a gouged look, and cursed, "You know how to hide!"

"No one wants to kill me, and it's useless for me to hide." Ye Chen said coolly, "Need to teach you?"

"Get out!" Ling Xuhui was disturbed by the rumors going around, Ye Chen choked him, he didn't think of how to scold him back for a while, his face turned blue in vain.

Lu Yinshuang was also not interested in watching Ling Xuhui lose his temper. He wanted to go back to Lan Xun Pavilion and then go to the secret whistle, but Ming Fangxue fell within his field of vision all the way, so he simply followed, and then found Ming Fangxue Without hesitation, he went straight to Lan Xun Pavilion.

Ming Fangxue stopped in front of the inn, and waited for Lu Yinshuang to approach before she said, "What's the purpose of following all the way, answer truthfully."

Lu Yinshuang walked past him with his hands in his hands, turned around and said, "Could it be that Jin'an City is under the jurisdiction of Dao Wu Xianmen? I see that there are many cultivators on the Flower God Road. If the immortals ask them one by one, why not prepare a bottle first?" Soothing pill."

"A glib tongue is useless to me." Ming Fangxue's face turned a little cold, and the gauze of the veil trembled slightly.

The pinnacle of sword intent also aroused Lu Yinshuang's heart for victory, his eyes were filled with silver, and his fingertips were surrounded by a cold air that was visible to the naked eye.

Even if his cultivation level was lowered to Jindan, Lu Yinshuang was still unwilling to admit defeat in front of Ming Fangxue. They both used swords. He said that he would compare Ming Fangxue with Yingzhang, but in his heart he didn't want to be at the peak of the sword relatively high.

Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Chang Jingyu opened the window with a slap, leaned on the window and shouted: "Senior, uncle, don't fight any more!"

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Where did I hit him.

As soon as Ming Fangxue raised her head and saw the complete Chang Jingyu, she looked around between the two of them, then calmly withdrew the sword intent around her, and bowed her hands upright to Lu Yinshuang: "Sorry, I didn't know that you were the sect master. Fellow Daoist who said, I have offended you so much, I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay, I've always been broad-minded." Lu Yinshuang nodded generously and forgave him, only to see that Ming Fangxue was not embarrassed to apologize to Jin Danqi Sword Cultivator. It turns out that this sword spirit is a real person, "Should the Immortal Lord come to find Mr. Chang, so I won't bother you any more, so I'll take my leave first."

Before Ming Fangxue could answer, Chang Jingyu from upstairs interjected, "Senior, please don't leave, I still have something to ask, uncle, please go upstairs."

Ming Fangxue agreed straightforwardly, took a step back and stretched out her hand to ask Lu Yinshuang to advance.

It was difficult for Lu Yinshuang to refuse such complete etiquette, so he could only follow Chang Jingyu's wishes and go upstairs with Ming Fangxue one after the other.

Chang Jingyu opened the door and bowed to Ming Fangxue: "This disciple has met Master Su Zhengxian."

"No need to be too polite." Ming Fangxue raised her veiled hat slightly, slightly surprised, "You have entered the Golden Core, congratulations, I don't want to stay for long, I happened to meet the sect master a few days ago, and I came here to deliver something for the sect master. "

Chang Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Master, is he alright?"

"Naturally nothing happened." Ming Fangxue seemed puzzled why Chang Jingyu asked this, turned a long sword and put it on the table. The scabbard was white, with cloud and water patterns inlaid with silver threads. .

"Sword? Why did Master give me a sword?" Chang Jingyu didn't react, and subconsciously touched Xuanhuang on his waist.

Ming Fangxue directly stretched out her hand and pulled out the Xuanhuang Sword, and stroked the blade, the ancient long sword couldn't help vibrating, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, as if trying to break free from Ming Fangxue's hand.

Lu Yinshuang raised his eyebrows: "What do you think of this sword?"

"That's right." Ming Fangxue praised bluntly, let go of her hand and let the Xuanhuang sword return to its sheath.

"If you can get the praise of the immortal, I think Mr. Chang doesn't need to change again." Lu Yinshuang smiled lightly.

Ming Xuefang frowned slightly: "This sword is not ordinary. The sect master thought it was loaned out by Your Excellency temporarily, so he asked me to send the sword."

Chang Jingyu quickly explained: "Xuanhuang is a gift from seniors, I am very grateful, and will use this Qingfeng to protect the world and not let seniors down."

Lu Yinshuang said in her heart that it doesn't matter if you protect the world or not, don't do it the other way around.

Ming Fangxue thought for a moment, and stopped pressing: "I know you know what's in your heart, so you take the saber in case you need it. I still have a secret place to go, so take care."

Chang Jingyu thought about Jin'an City and Jingting Island, so he asked to stay: "Uncle, can't you stay for a few more days? The day after tomorrow will be the Fenglin Pavilion Auction. If senior needs it, I can take the auction for you."

"For the time being... that's fine." Ming Fangxue wanted to say it, but there was no need for him to say it, but during the time he spent in the sect, this direct disciple of Sword Immortal Qingxiao kept silent and tried his best to cultivate, and never offered to ask for help. What request, "I'll go to the Xunjia Inn first, and then contact me."

"Well, uncle, go slowly." Chang Jingyu obediently sent Ming Fangxue out.

When he went upstairs again, Lu Yinshuang was fiddling with the saber Fu Qingxiao sent him, Chang Jingyu leaned against the door, and asked with a smile: "Senior, seeing Master Uncle, how do you think he compares to Yingzhang?" ?”

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Compared with what, who is more beautiful?

The author has something to say: Yingzhang: I am naturally handsome, my master is also beautiful and picturesque, and our company is also united and friendly

Ming Fangxue: Brazen, arrogant, and talking nonsense!