After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 359 I don’t mind treating you

In this life, how could she...

Shen Qingqing jumped down from the Qiankun platform and hugged Chen Huasheng's arm. She said with gratitude, "Thank you, Brother Chen, for your guidance these past few days. My swordsmanship has improved so quickly!"

"This is all the result of Junior Sister's hard work. I just helped to clear up some confusion. I really don't deserve Junior Sister's thanks..."

Jiang Liqian understood that there was someone who had the same idea as her in her previous life.

Chen Huasheng has great potential in kendo, and she recognizes him - if she still has such qualifications.

"Senior Sister, I'm going up." Xu Youan, who had been sitting beside her, stood up and glanced at his opponent on the stage, his eyes unwavering. He had just given Jiang Liqian a heads-up before leaving, just like a husband leaving on a normal day to tell his wife he'd be home a minute late for dinner. It was so natural that neither of them thought there was anything wrong.

Su Yanqing, who was passing by in the stands, raised an eyebrow and asked Shi Tou curiously, "Are they... a couple?"

Shitou's expression was a little subtle. When his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the azure sky and water, he said meaningfully, "It depends on whether it's destined by heaven or by man."

Su Yanqing really hated dealing with people who always spoke vaguely, ambiguously, and half-said and half-kept. It was not only boring, but also made his fists itch.

"People who are close to me have bad luck. I think it's better for Daoist Fellow Stone to stay away from me, so as not to be contaminated by bad luck and step on dog shit when walking on the road."

Shitou's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled: "It's okay, I can borrow luck. No matter how bad your luck is, you can just borrow some from others."

"...The Tianji Pavilion has this unique skill? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

"Fellow Daoist hasn't even been struck by lightning, how dare I take his place?"

"..." Su Yanqing endured it again and again, and finally didn't punch the man in public. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you very familiar with Daoist Fellow Jiang? Given Daoist Fellow Jiang's personality, he shouldn't say a word to Daoist Fellow, right?"

"How could it be?" Shitou said in surprise. "I've known her for a very long time. I might have met her in my previous life. There's a saying, 'It takes a hundred years to be in the same boat, a thousand years to be in the same boat'..."

Su Yanqing no longer wanted to listen to his nonsense and was about to change seats. But Shitou was like a dog-skin plaster, following him wherever he went.

In the end, he lost his temper and just treated him as air.

In just two or three sentences, Xu Youan on the Qiankun stage had easily won the competition, jumped off the stage, and returned to his senior sister.

The people at Jianfeng are quite powerful, and so are the people at Zhenfeng. Si Chuan, Fu Wennian, Luo Qingan, and two young disciples are all undefeated.

Unfortunately, the weather was not good, and the next battle turned out to be an internal fight within Zhenfeng.

Si Chuan looked at Luo Qing'an, who was already murderous with the Wood Spirit Needle in her hand, with a bitter face: "Third Junior Sister, I admit defeat in this round, okay? I can't beat you in fights on weekdays, and I can't beat you today. Please be kind and spare me this beating. I haven't fully recovered from the kick you gave me the day before yesterday."

Who is Luo Qingan?

The Shuiyue Medical Immortal, praised by everyone in the sect, had an outward image of aloofness and compassion, someone to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with. Si Chuan's outburst completely shattered her image.

Luo Qingan's face turned red, then blue, then blue and then black, his fingertips trembled, his eyes were blazing with fire, and he didn't give Si Chuan a chance to speak again. The wooden spirit needle flew out "whoosh", trying to make Si Chuan unable to say a word from now on.

Si Chuan had no idea how he had offended his beloved junior sister. When he saw the wooden spirit needle flying towards him, he immediately fled backwards. However, he fell into Luo Qing'an's trap. A lake green array plate rose up in an instant and trapped him inside.

Luo Qing'an flipped his hands, and the immortal seal flew. Several thick vines grew out from the bottom of the formation and tied up Si Chuan's limbs. One vine took the opportunity to accumulate power again on Si Chuan's injured buttocks and whipped him hard. The pain made Si Chuan's facial features fly and his teeth were bared.

"Third Junior Sister, aren't you too cunning? You actually used a trap!" Si Chuan was angry.

Luo Qingan didn't care about him and pointed the wooden spirit needle directly at his numb acupoint.

Seeing this, Si Chuan thought of the terrible feeling of being poke in a numb point in the past, and hurriedly formed seals with his hands. A fiery red array plate instantly covered the lake green array plate, crushing the lake green array plate into pieces.

He quickly turned over and stepped back, threw out a talisman, and a fine and dense spiritual net appeared over his head, catching all the wooden spiritual needles that were shot at him.

When Luo Qing'an saw this scene, he was not panicked at all, but instead showed a gentle and amiable smile.

Si Chuan suddenly felt cold all over. Just as he was about to move quickly, three green array plates instantly appeared around him, blocking all his escape routes.

Countless vines sprang out from inside, and Si Chuan was immediately wrapped in three layers of vines inside and outside like a mummy.

Another trap!

Si Chuan was so angry that his teeth ached.

He concentrated his Qi into his Dantian, and his entire body erupted in flames. The fire snakes caught hold of the vines, instantly burning them to ash. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, and a massive bronze bell descended from the sky. With a "dong," it completely enveloped Si Chuan'an.

The three array plates outside the clock were instantly shattered by the aftershocks.

Seeing that the trap could no longer hold him, Luo Qing'an immediately flew forward, and the wooden spirit needles formed an extremely complicated formation in the air, crashing into the bronze bell like a mountain falling down.

There was a louder "bang" sound, and the bronze bell cracked. With the bronze bell as the center, the ground cracked into countless small cracks around it.

If there were no barrier protecting the Qiankun Platform, the disciples who were closest to the Platform would have felt numbness in their chests and vomited blood from the shock of this spiritual power.

Si Chuan, who was at the center of the collision, reacted quickly and threw out a talisman, teleporting himself out of the shockwaves.

Although he was unharmed, he was covered in dust and dirt, not at all like the handsome and elegant Senior Brother Zhen Feng who was known for his elegance and elegance when he was out in public.

"Junior sister, I admit defeat. Let's talk properly. Stop hitting me. Isn't it okay if I admit my mistake?"

Luo Qing'an didn't fall for his tricks. It would be fine if he used this trick on his junior sister, but she was not like his junior sister who was soft-hearted towards everyone.

She raised her hand, and the wooden spirit needle emitted a bright light. The wooden spirit needle changed from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, and turned into a rain of needles and flew towards Si Chuan.

"Junior sister, how can you be so cruel? Do you want me, your senior brother, to become a hedgehog?" Si Chuan wailed.

Luo Qingan sneered: "Big Brother, if you can't say nice things, I don't mind giving you a hand."