My sister is born again

Chapter 43

Xu Shi really didn't notice anything, and the senior sister said with a slight sigh of relief: "Several Qingfeng Sword Sect disciples died in the back mountain last night. I think the Demon Sect must be unable to bear it anymore and want to attack secretly."

"What is the purpose of this southern star?"

The hand was tightly held by the senior sister, and Shan Nian asked hesitantly: "Will the senior sister be in danger?"

The senior sister lowered her head to look at Shan Nian and slightly raised the corners of her mouth in response: "Senior sister will not be in danger, don't worry about Nian'er."

"En." Shan Nian nodded in response, pursed her lips and looked at the slightly frowning brows of her senior sister.

But why is the senior sister still frowning?

It's just that Shan Nian didn't expect that this peaceful day would be disturbed just one month later.

Shan Nian, who was barely able to walk at noon, walked slowly with the little crutches given to him by her senior sister in her hand.

"Little Junior Sister is recovering well today!" Mu Ziwang said after walking into the yard.

Shan Nian stopped at the spot and looked sideways at Mu Zi, who was still dressed in red, and said, "Hello, Doctor Mu."

Mu Ziwang put the medicine box in his hand aside, and Shan Nian reached out for him to feel his pulse as usual.

"Did junior sister drink the blood of senior sister yesterday?" Mu Ziwang, who was always gentle, suddenly frowned and asked.

Shan Nian nodded truthfully, Mu Ziwang moved the hand that was holding Shan Nian's pulse and said, "Nowadays, there are hidden murderous intentions in the martial arts, and everyone in each sect is in danger. Liu Xuxue, as the senior sister of Qingfeng Sword Sect, should lead by example."

"But in order to save you, Liu Xuxue did not hesitate to use her own flesh and blood and deep inner strength to support you. Do you know what a heavy burden this is for Liu Xuxue?"

Shan Nian listened carefully to each word, looked at Mu Ziwang and said: "Then Nian'er will not drink the blood of Senior Sister next time."

Mu Ziwang shook his head and stood up, waving his sleeves and said, "Human Gu is so sensitive to the flesh and blood of human Gu masters, staying by Liu Xuxue's side is a danger."

After finishing speaking, Shan Nian clearly felt the murderous aura on Mu Ziwang's body.

It was only the beginning of October, but Shan Nian felt danger from Mu Ziwang.

"However, there are quite a lot of people outside the Qingfeng Sword Sect who are worried about the junior sister. I heard that you cut off the left hand of the master brother of the Liu-style sect in the last martial arts competition. The Liu-style sect has been testing the pressure on the head of the Qingfeng sect on this matter."

Muzi looked back and said.

Listening to what he said, Shan Nian recalled the scene at that time, lowered her head and said, "But he attacked Nian'er first."

Mu Ziwang walked closer, and said with a light smile, "But the death of the third prince of Qudong Kingdom was always related to you, right?"

"Right now, the Qingfeng Sword Sect is in a critical juncture, but Liu Xuxue is only focused on protecting you, and to the point of disregarding the safety of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, you have put her in a place of disloyalty and disfilial piety."

Shan Nian stepped back slowly, tightened her lips and said, "I didn't."

"No? Then think about why she has been so busy since she returned to the Qingfeng Sword Sect. You don't even know what's going on outside? She even hid you in my other courtyard to protect you!"

Mu Ziwang stretched out his hand to pick up the medicine box beside him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Shannian's acupuncture point.

Shan Nian, who was unable to move, looked at him puzzled, and Mu Ziwang stretched out his hand to hold Shan Nian and said in a low voice: "The Demon Sect is waiting for an opportunity, I don't think you can help Liu Xuxue anything, it's better to let you disappear. "

Shan Nian only felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body was stuffed in a cloth bag.

I don't know where Mu Ziwang took him?

Shan Nian tried hard to move, but was helpless.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Ziwang suddenly untied the cloth bag, Shan Nian couldn't speak, but he knew the place.

This is the main hall of Qingfeng Sword Sect Villa, Mu Ziwang put one hand on Shan Nian's shoulder, and the other hand supported the pillar beside him.

The two of them lay down and hid on the hanging beam of the main hall. Shan Nian saw that there were a lot of people there, and the senior sister was standing on the seat on that side, drinking tea by herself.

A middle-aged man in a Taoist uniform scolded in a blunt tone: "Qingfeng Sword Sect invited us to be guests, but in recent months, disciples of various sects and sects have suffered countless casualties. The appearance of a scholar."

"Miss Liu is protecting him like this, it really loses the Qingfeng Sword Sect's prestige for hundreds of years, at least let us confront that little scholar."

"What Wang Daozhang said is true." The thick-clothed man at the side echoed, and approached and said: "Besides, the cause of death of those disciples was all because of the strange wound on the neck, bleeding to death. Could it be that such a weird wounding trick? People from the Demon Cult!"

"Makes sense!"

"Liu Xuxue, just hand over that little boy, if it wasn't for him, we would never have hurt him."

Listening to what these people said with bewilderment, he just felt confused, when would he kill someone?

The senior sister who was sitting safely was pouring tea and drinking, glanced lightly at the few people who were talking, and replied softly: "Everyone saw the martial arts of the little scholar on the high platform that day. Many of the disciples have powerful weapons, how could they be injured by the little scholar?"

"Furthermore, the disciples of all sects are attacked at night, but I live in the same hospital as the little scholar, how could I not know?"

Before the words finished, the rough-clothed man said in a rough voice: "That's wrong, you two are not in the same bed, how do you know that little white-faced scholar sneaked out at night to hurt people?"

The senior sister put down the teacup, looked directly at the rough-clothed man and replied: "But I am sleeping in the same bed with the young scholar, what can Daxia Li say?"

Immediately there were discussions all around, and the hall was full of noise. Mu Ziwang who was beside him frowned and said, "Did Liu Xuxue not care about his reputation in Jianghu at all when he said that?"

On the other hand, Shan Nian didn't understand why Mu Ziwang was so angry.

Obviously, I and my senior sister do sleep together every day.

The kind thoughts that couldn't be figured out stopped thinking about it, and stared at the senior sister over there with tight lips.

I saw a sudden voice from the crowd: "Absurd! How decent!"

"There is no matchmaker's words about the orders of parents, Liu Xuxue, you majestic senior sister of the Qingfeng Sword School, the closed disciple of the head of Qingfeng, do you want to lose face just to protect that little scholar?"

The senior sister got up suddenly, sprinkled the tea aside, looked around and said in a low voice: "Empty talk is useless, please step back!"

"Liu Xuxue, leave it to me!"

A woman with curly hair in the crowd scolded angrily with a long sword in her hand.

"If you want evidence, I'll give it to you!" The woman pushed the person in her hand out and said, "This is what my servant saw with his own eyes last night about the villain who hurt my son."

The servant bowed his body and responded nonchalantly: "Yesterday, when I was about Haishi, I sent hot water to the young master's room. After receiving it and opened the door, I saw the young master lying on the ground with blood on his neck. There is a little boy dressed as a scholar."

"It is exactly the same as the young master who stood side by side with Miss Liu on the high platform that day."

The woman looked at the senior sister angrily and shouted: "I have already got the witness, please ask Miss Liu to hand over the little scholar, otherwise it will be difficult to block everyone's mouth."

The senior sister looked sideways at the servant and frowned and asked, "Did you really see clearly?"

The servant prostrated himself on the ground and replied, "Young one...you can see it clearly."

"But I slept with the little scholar last night, how could I hurt your young master?" The senior sister approached, with her left hand holding a sword lightly on the servant's shoulder.

Seeing this, everyone was startled, Liu Xuxue, who was never angry on weekdays, unexpectedly drew her sword at each other because of Xiaobai.

All of a sudden, everyone drew their swords, and the situation became tense in an instant.

Just when Shan Nian was looking seriously, Mu Ziwang who was beside him suddenly unlocked Shan Nian's acupoints and said, "No, if Liu Xuxue makes a move, it will be really bad."

"I ask you, do you want to go down or not?"

Shan Nian nodded quickly without much thought, and Mu Ziwang stretched out his hand and jumped down from the hanging beam with Shan Nian.

After landing on the ground, Shan Nian couldn't walk steadily, and without a small crutch, he could only barely speed up and shouted: "Senior Sister!"

The senior sister holding the sword in her left hand shook her head slightly and looked sideways at Shan Nian who was staggering towards him, and quickly spread her hands to hold Shan Nian in her arms.

"Didn't you say to stay in the yard well?" Senior Sister said with her head down.

Shan Nian stretched out his hand to point to Mu Ziwang, but couldn't find Mu Ziwang all of a sudden, so he could only reply: "Doctor Mu brought me here."

The senior sister held Shan Nian's cheek in her palm, and said with a sigh, "Nian'er shouldn't have come."

The woman on the other side suddenly said, "The real culprit is finally here."

Shan Nian looked sideways at the angry woman, turned around and stood in front of the senior sister and replied, "I'm not a murderer."

The senior sister stretched out her hand to pull Shan Nian to her side, looked at the lady and responded indifferently: "You are all people who have experienced the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes. Think about it for a few months. All sects and sects have been attacked, but the finger is all directed at one person. , witnesses abound, but just imagine, would you leave so many witnesses?"

"This matter should be taken seriously. The sudden disappearance of hundreds of sects in Hualin Kingdom is due to the resurrection of the Demon Cult. Now the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the other sects present should also be careful."

The Wang Taoist took a step forward with his hand in his hand and said: "This statement is wrong, does Miss Liu want to deny these witnesses based on the words of one person?"

"Yeah! Empty talk has no basis, who wouldn't say it."

"Then I, Liu Xuxue, swear in front of everyone today, using the head on the item as evidence, if the little scholar is the real murderer, then my life will be taken by you, but if there is no other evidence, please think about who it is It's disturbing."

The surroundings seemed to be quiet again, and even the woman seemed to be deliberating.

Shan Nian could clearly feel the sweat dripping from the palm of the senior sister pulling her.

Looking around at the crowd, Shan Nian only felt that there was a fire burning in his heart, and the first thought that popped into his head was that they were bullying the senior sister.

Thinking of kind thoughts like this is even worse, but suddenly saw a woman hiding in the crowd, suddenly raised her arms, and the string of bells looked very familiar.

The tinkle of the bell rang, and Shan Nian felt that a layer of red mist was suddenly covered in front of his eyes, and the sound of shouting and fighting echoed in his ears.

For a moment, Shan Nian couldn't perceive the existence of the senior sister, screaming crazily in his head, and the smell of blood was particularly alluring.