The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

When Sang Jian and Yun Xian arrived in the backyard, they immediately violated the restrictions in the yard.

Countless swords flew in all directions, threatening to kill them.

Yun Xian subconsciously raised the magic-free sword in his hand.

As a result, there are more swords around!

Sang Jian let out a long sigh, Silly boy, this is the Qianfeng Sect, the light of righteousness! You will only attract more hidden weapons with that sword, and maybe you will attract other elders in a while.

Yun Xian's face turned pale, and he immediately put away his sword, held it in his arms, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Since resisting can only lead to more attacks, then we can only wait to die!

The moment he closed his eyes, a sudden force came from his arm, and Sang Jian pulled him.

Is there a storage bag? Put the sword away.

... Yun Xian hesitated.

No? Then I'll give you one.

Sang Jian casually threw a storage bag to him.

He raised his hand and waved, spiritual energy overflowed, and the flying sword suddenly stopped. The next moment, it broke into several sections and fell to the ground.

Yunxian had already opened his eyes when Sang Jian threw him the storage bag.

Sang Jian's generosity and the powerful spiritual energy flowing out of this hand left him stunned.

Worthy of being an ancestor!

He has never seen such powerful spiritual energy fluctuations from other elders!

Storage bags are only rudimentary and can hold a few things. They are incomparable to spiritual weapons such as space.

But better than nothing.

Yunxian quickly put the Demonless Sword into his storage bag and hung the bag on his waist.

After doing all this, he raised his head and prepared to resist with Sang Jian.

But when he looked up, he was stunned.

The swords that were originally densely packed all around were now broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, leaving nothing in the air.

Instead, a white figure flew towards them.

Yun Xian hid behind Sang Jian and whispered: It's the leader!

Disciples from the outer sect are not allowed to enter the realm of the inner sect privately. This is a rule.

So facing the leader, Yun Xian was still a little timid.

Mu Lan discovered it when someone broke into his yard, thinking that his sword formation could turn the two of them into hedgehogs, and he could force them back no matter what.

Who would have thought that what he felt was not the breath of the dead, but the reminder that his sword formation had been completely destroyed!

Who wants to let me, the Qianfeng Sect, act so arrogantly?

Mu Lan came with his sword and stopped at the top of a nearby pavilion. He looked down at Sang Jian and Yun Xian in the yard, with an air of immortality and grandeur.

Sang Jian saw a hint of pretense.

Perhaps, this is the majesty of the leader.

It's me. Sang Jian said.

She raised her hand and waved to Mu Lan, Mu Lan, come down and let's talk.

Mu Lan: ?

He frowned and looked at Sang Jian in the moonlight.

Thousands of years have passed, and he has not seen Sang Jian for thousands of years, so when Sang Jian appeared in front of him, he did not recognize her except that she looked familiar.

She didn't recognize Sang Jian for the moment, but Mu Lan recognized Yun Xian behind her.

Yun Xian? He asked with some displeasure: Who dares to lead Qianfeng Sect?

This kid Mu Lan didn't have much impression at first, but he accidentally heard some disciples discussing every day whether they should go to Yun Xian to relieve their boredom.

He just had some impression of this person.

The Qianfeng Sect does not advocate internal fighting, but if you don't know how to resist when being bullied, then you are really no different from a loser.

Unfortunately, Yun Xian is a waste in Mu Lan's eyes.