Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

In the early morning, thin cold fog covered the inky green mountains, sparse clouds, less bright stars in the sky and the moon faintly appeared, and the faint glow cage filled with a blurry colour.

Early in the morning, according to the prior agreement, the disciples of Asahi Yang Zong who needed to travel on a journey came by the cylindrical marble outside the Zongmen, waiting for the arrival of their respective captains. Ye Shuwen was the earliest of the three Qi Grade 12 Peaks to lead the team, even earlier than the others. For him, this is his usual time to get up and practice swords, so he's used to it.

Ye Xiuwen's fellow brothers frequently beat Hao, in stark contrast to the calm Ye Xiuwen.

It can only be said that Ye Shuwen walks faster and more steadily than his peers, not for no reason - the idiot bird, according to the saying, can fly first and work harder to make up for the awkwardness, not to mention, with Ye Shuwen's talent, it has nothing to do with “stupidity” and “awkwardness”.

Ye Shuwen, dressed in white, stood there quietly. The temperament was sudden, the legacy was independent, and his body was pulled out like a pine pine, and that cool calm gave the illusion of bad proximity.

The disciples of the Sect who have come to the meeting point, three or two, come together and chat endlessly about a variety of topics, some of them are extremely excited about the first time out of the sect, others are nervous and anxious because of sudden situations, the content of these chats can temporarily calm their minds.

But none of them came close to Ye Shuwen, let alone mentioned Ye Shuwen would not be interested in their topic, the most important thing is that whenever they encounter this powerful, special kind of brother (brother), they unconsciously pull a certain distance, so that at the end of the day, Ye Shuwen's side forms a vacuum zone.

The same was true of Jun Xiaowen, who now proactively opened a gap in Ye Shuwen's heart and stuffed herself in.

A little while later, Ko Xinwen and Qin Lingyu finally arrived late. They appeared almost together in the view of everyone, and each of them was accompanied by a brilliant looking maid.

“Hee-hee, it is Brother Ke and Brother Qin, it is quite a blessing.” One disciple whispered to the other.

“Of course, if you reach the peak of Qi 12 by the age of 35, you will also be able to take a beautiful sister-in-law or sister-in-law on a trip, but that depends on whether you have such talent and luck.” Another man nodded his head and said that he was actually quite envious of Ke Xinwen and Qin Lingyu.

You know, the two female nuns beside Ko Xinwen and Qin Lingyu are among the best in the sect, especially the female nuns beside Ko Xinwen are gentle, look iterative, kind, and gentle, almost 70 percent of the male disciples of the Asahi Sun sect dream lover.

As for the remaining 30 percent, it is the cultivator of Rintian Peak like Ye Shuwen who is indifferent to the beauty.

Yu Yuanxiao enjoyed the obscure and admirable gaze of other men. She walked beside Koshin Wen and spoke to each other softly. From time to time, she swept her eyes with water towards the other disciples of the sect. The slight pink lips made her feel like she was in a good mood. There were also a number of men who had been snatched away by one of her eyes from time to time.

However, only Yu Wanxiao knew that she was not happy at all and could even be described as depressed. At first, she chose to join the team of Ke Xinwen, nothing more than to make Qin Lingyu jealous and realize his importance in his mind. The result was good. Qin Lingyu was not only completely unaware of the situation on this side, but also enthralled by another nun.

Therefore, whether Qin Lingyu was jealous or not, Yu Wan was not clear, all she knew was that she was about to be inundated by the jealousy in her heart.

The woman walking next to Qin Lingyu is called “Zhong Joolan”, like Yu Wan Soft, is also Dan Dingfeng's. Her appearance is also very pretty, but she is a little proud of her personality, so her position in the men's cultivation is not as soft as Yu Wan's. Besides, Zhong Joran is 29 years old. Most of the elderly and talented disciples in the Sect have entered the advanced sect. The intermediate sect that stays in the Sun Yang sect is often some less talented ordinary disciple. With her arrogance, she cannot naturally see it.

As a result, Zhong Joran's proud orchid finally caught sight of Qin Lingyu, the first disciple of the Sect Master, who was seven years younger than her. At first, knowing that Qin Lingyu and Jun Xiaoyu had entered into an engagement contract, she almost crushed the cup in her hand. If there was not a whole Rintian Peak behind Jun Xiaoyu, she might go directly to Jun Xiao to pick it out.

In the real world, it is not uncommon for male nuns or nuns to provoke battles in order to compete for those in their hearts, and as long as these confrontations are on the stage and both sides agree, they will not be reprimanded or punished. The last time Daiyue was also caught by Jun Xiaoyu because of the wrong location, and because it was a sneak attack, not a bright and upright confrontation.

Zhong Ruolan thought he had no chance, but seeing Qin Lingyu was not very enthusiastic about Jun Xiaoyu. Plus, this time he had the opportunity to be alone with Qin Lingyu, he was forced to think and move.

She resolutely applied to enter Qin Lingyu's team. She has reached Qi Qi Level 10. It is not difficult to become a member of Qin Lingyu's team.

Indeed, after the elders considered the various circumstances, she was selected for this outing and became a member of Qin Lingyu's team. Zhong Ruolan's idea was simple. Now that Jun Xiaoyu's cultivation has fallen to the level of exercise, it is hard to say whether Qin Lingyu will still abide by the marriage contract. If she can rejuvenate Qin Lingyu's heart on this journey, maybe the marriage contract between Qin Lingyu and Jun Xiaoyu will also be annulled.

Zhong Joran had no idea that her true enemy was not Jun Xiaoyuan, but had been walking behind her, staring at her with obscurity and resentment.

Unfortunately, King Xiao was not present and did not see this scene, otherwise she would have had another half day of fun.

- Fight, fight, which of you can compete for Qin Lingyu, she will definitely send this ambitious fiancé to the package for free!

So the four of them came to the people with all their heart. Ye Shuwen stood close to the Sect Gate, so the first person these four met was Ye Shuwen.

“Ye Junior Brother. ”

“Senior Brother Ye. ”

These two sounds gradually came out of the mouths of Ke Xinwen and Qin Lingyu, the former by Ke Xinwen and the latter by Qin Lingyu.

“Brother Ke, Brother Qin.” Ye Shuwen replied calmly and nodded at them. Through the cap, Ye Xiuwen glanced at Qin Lingyu - yesterday, Qin Lingyu was cold with his brother because of Jun Xiaoyu's stranger, but today Qin Lingyu seems to have forgotten the previous offense and treated him with a peaceful expression.

Ye Shuwen, however, did not just observe the expression, but rather, he explored the person's mind through the other person's eyes. Qin Lingyu's expression was peaceful, and the cold in his eyes still revealed.

Oh, what's that attitude? Do you hate your “adulteress" because you think your fiancée is suspected of “cheating”?

It's just, if he really cares about Little Sister, how could he let Little Sister get hurt so badly by breaking into a restricted area? Ultimately, this is just a selfish psychology of "only allowing state officials to set fire to the fire and not allowing the people to light the lights”.

Ye Shuwen was also very dissatisfied with Qin Lingyu, the person who was watching the pot in the bowl. Most importantly, the person who Qin Lingyu is sorry for is Jun Xiaoyu. Even if the little teacher and sister repeatedly said that she no longer liked Qin Lingyu as a scum, Ye Shuwen remembered their engagement, it would still raise an unnamed irritability.

This irritability tends to fade away in a flash. Ye Shuwen does not think deeply, but merely treats it as a protective mind.

Jun Xiaoyuan had entered his heart and became like his sister. Naturally, he did not want to see the other person hurt.

Although the look on Ye Shuwen's face was not visible and Qin Lingyu's deity was natural, a small group of people around them sensibly perceived the gunpowder-pharmaceutical smell between them.

Koshinwen's eyes sparkled, and a big smile appeared. The good brother said, “Ah ha, Brother Ye, you're early.” Corsinwen said that immediately broke the atmosphere of repression.

Ye Shuwen replied calmly: “It's not too early, you're already a little late. ”

Ko Xinwen was instantly choked. Even though Ye Shuwen was telling the truth, he still felt ashamed to say it in person.

This is also Ye Shuwen's personality, if not necessary, he seldom talks around the corner. Besides, he does not feel the right to be tolerated for those who are late to assemble, you know that if this is a time of battle, being late could lead to the complete demise of the teammates.

This is a consciousness that must be cultivated. Unfortunately, neither Koshin Wen nor Qin Lingyu will understand this. Especially Koshin Wen, who only thought Ye Shuwen was ridiculing him for being late.

Cosimwen could barely sustain the smile on his face, but he still grinned at his stiff lips, so he laughed atmospherically: “Ha ha, Brother Ye is right, this is our fault, next time we must not be late. ”

Koshin Wen's generous appearance is quite popular with the other disciples in the sect. If Qin Lingyu, by his position and strength, brings together a group of highly talented followers in the sect, then Koshin Wen is the one who can fight most of the disciples in the sect.

And in fact, Corsinwen's heart is smaller than many people's.

Ke Xinwen entered the Qi Qi Grade 12 peak earlier than Ye Shuwen and Qin Lingyu. If he was not too old, he might also become one of the key disciples in Zongmen.

After entering the peak of Qi Lv.12, Ke Xinwen wanted to become the inner disciple of the advanced Zongmen Cold Sword Peak. As a result, the three elders of Cold Sword Peak came to Xuyang Zong as guests. After sneaking around, he did not appear to have reached the peak of Qi Lv.12, instead, he looked at Ye Shuwen, who was still in Qi Lv.11. He said that Ye Shuwen had a gift for sword-making and was willing to suffer, so he did not hesitate to order the disciple in case he was taken away by the elders of other sects.

The Koshin text came to want Mao Sui's own recommendation, and as soon as the three elders of Cold Sword Peak had spoken out, all of his finished abdominal drafts were invalidated.

He knew that even if he continued to recommend himself, the three elders of Cold Sword Peak would not accept him as an apprentice and would only disgrace themselves.

Nobody knows this little insert of Corsin, and Corsin usually doesn't show it. Every time he sees Ye Shuwen, he still shows a laugh without his heart, so nobody knows how much he hates Ye Shuwen in his heart.

If it were Ye Shuwen, he would only accept the fact calmly and then work harder to improve his manipulation so that one day he could stand in a higher field.

And that's the difference between people, Corsin, who doesn't understand what's really wrong with him until now.

Corsinwen's "performance” can fool ordinary disciples, but not Qin Lingyu and Ye Shuwen's eyes. One of them is a conspirator who is higher and scarier than Corsinwen, and the other is a thinker who is sensitive to everything around him. Naturally, he will not believe Corsinwen's face so easily.

Ye Shuwen nodded to Ke Xinwen and Qin Lingyu and said: “If it's too late, don't delay it, let's go now. ”

His style is always the same, just as smooth, without dragging the mud with the water.

After that, Ye Xiuwen first walked ahead of them.

Corsinwen's eyes flashed for a moment, but his standard generous smile appeared on his face and followed.

Qin Lingyu walked behind them and followed a large number of disciples of the sect.

None of them saw Qin Lingyu staring at Ye Shuwen and Ko Xinwen's back, his eyes revealed a trickle of calculation.