After returning to her room, Jiang Liyue was not in the mood to rest.

Nowadays, the mysterious spirit world is becoming more and more developed, and it can make people angry to death even through the air. In the memory of that living soul, she has also read similar novels.

It's nothing more than a trick of pretending to slap someone in the face, and keep pretending and beating, so if she guessed correctly, Tang Xuanwei should be the one to come next.

Then again, although those pretentious novels are generally boring, when you become the protagonist, the experience is different. After all, who doesn't like counterattacks?

From now on, she will have no affection, please call her Jiang Aotian!

…

What is time? Time is like a huge palm, holding people firmly and making them breathless.

Quietly, three days passed.

Although Changji Palace is named after the sect, it is not the exclusive treasure of the sect leader, because there is another person in Changji Palace who is stronger than the sect leader.

She is Jiang Liyue's master and the sect's supreme elder: Sikong Mingyue.

This is the reason why Jiang Liyue didn't run away after beating someone. Who doesn't have a backstage these days?

In the original work, it was because she was too unsatisfactory and wanted to live and die for a man that Sikong Mingyue gave up her only disciple. But it was different now. She believed that her master would never abandon her.

She has been a master and apprentice for twenty-eight years, and she knows very well what her master is like.

In the Changji Hall, Jiang Liyue was holding tea and walking towards the woman in purple dress who was sitting firmly on the throne.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Sikong Mingyue was extremely good-looking, with exquisite facial features, and a heroic spirit that did not belong to a woman between her eyebrows. Especially in her eyes, there was a sharpness that was hard to ignore.

A long purple dress highlighted her waist to the fullest, and her noble and elegant aura surrounded her, making people intoxicated by it.

She was such a beautiful woman, but her eyes were filled with indifference at this moment, as if she didn't want to talk to Jiang Liyue.

"Master, I beat up Tang Xuanwei and Gu Changjun." Jiang Liyue raised the tea above her head, leaned down and said with lowered eyes.

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Sikong Mingyue's eyes, and he immediately took the tea, took a sip, and then said without hesitation: "Yue'er, don't you like that Gu Changjun very much?"

"Master, I know I was wrong. All men in this world are liars."

Sikong Mingyue put down the tea cup and shook her head slightly: "Yue'er, you are wrong. It's not that I don't forbid you to fall in love. Changji Palace doesn't have this rule either. It's just that Gu Changjun is the only one who can't do it."

Jiang Liyue raised her head slightly: "That's what Master said."

"Although Gu Changjun is young, his thoughts are as deep as the bottom of the sea. He is not a simple person, and I have been here before. I know that the child has no interest in you. If you insist on going your own way, you will inevitably be bruised and bruised." Sikong Mingyue said.

Jiang Liyue took a deep breath, "From now on, I just want to be by Master's side."

"Silly words." Sikong Mingyue smiled, so charming that the air around her seemed to soften, and then she said:

"It's good for you to think about it. If you and I are a master and a disciple, the friendship between you and me can't be broken so easily."

Jiang Liyue smiled softly. This was her most sincere smile.

Yes, in the master-disciple scene, although she did give up on herself in the original work, she deserved it, and after her death, she spent her whole life investigating the murderer for herself.

Although she failed in the end, she could no longer live up to her perseverance and friendship.

Sikong Mingyue smiled lightly and said, "Tell me, what happened during my retreat."

Then, Jiang Liyue recounted the conflicts with Tang Xuanwei and others in the past few days, and also focused on the Black Abyss Sword.

It took about ten minutes, but Sikong Mingyue's lukewarm expression finally changed. She said coldly: "I actually gave the Black Abyss Sword to Tang Xuanwei, a young lady who doesn't know the importance of it. Isn't Tang Tianlong old?"

Confused!"

Tang Tianlong is the lord of Changji Palace and Tang Xuanwei’s father.

Jiang Liyue lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake, "Master, I stabbed Tang Xuanwei with the Black Abyss Sword, will this..."

"I, Sikong Mingyue's disciple, can only be disciplined by myself." Sikong Mingyue's voice was very emotionless, and then, perhaps feeling that it was not enough to relieve her anger, she added:

"You should detain the Black Abyss Sword together. Then I will see how Tang Tianlong explains it to me and the elders."

"Oh, definitely next time." Jiang Liyue smiled "hehe".

Sikong Mingyue glanced at her little disciple helplessly, "You, you, that's all. I want to see who dares to come to Changji Hall to cause trouble for you next."

Jiang Liyue quickly gave a rainbow fart, "With Master here, who would dare..."

"Jiang Liyue, get out of here, young lady!!"

Before Jiang Liyue finished speaking, a loud shout came from outside the hall, and the person who came was obviously furious.

Sikong Mingyue's face darkened. She was finally able to show off her authority in front of her disciples, but she didn't expect someone to provoke her the next second. This was a naked attempt to not take her and Changji Palace seriously!

Jiang Liyue looked at Sikong Mingyue, and after receiving the other party's affirmation, she immediately said loudly to the outside of the hall: "Junior sister, I'm waiting for you in the hall."

"You bastard! Don't think that this is Changji Hall and I don't dare to come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three streams of light, two green and one blue, poured in from outside the palace and turned into three figures inside the palace, namely an old man in green, Tang Xuanwei, and Gu Changjun wearing a silk scarf.

This guy is everywhere... Jiang Liyue couldn't help but feel speechless when she saw Gu Changjun. This kid was really not afraid of him.

"Hmph! Jiang Liyue, you didn't expect that I'm back again, where are you going to escape this time?" Gu Changjun took a step forward and shouted.

Jiang Liyue smiled and said, "I didn't want to escape either. Oh, Elder Gongsun is here too."

The old man in green snorted coldly. His name was Gongsun Wuya, and he was the ninth elder of Changji Palace. He was usually responsible for the inspection of the sect.

Gongsun Wuya smiled and said: "Li Yue, you got into such a big trouble this time, why didn't you run away? Could it be that you were counting on Elder Sikong to save you?"

"No?" Jiang Liyue asked.

"Huh, Elder Sikong announced his retreat half a year ago. I'm afraid no one can save you now." Gongsun Wuya said sadly.

"Aren't you afraid that my master will come out of seclusion and cause trouble for you?" Jiang Liyue frowned.

Gongsun Wuya laughed and said: "Haha... Don't say that Elder Sikong is not here. Even if she is here, if you have caused such a big trouble this time, how will she be treated?"

"From what you're saying, Sikong Mingyue doesn't seem to be anything special in your eyes?"

Jiang Liyue looked to her side with some gloating, only to find that her master had already used the invisibility technique. This was at least a method that could only be used in the Mahayana realm. Now that the master was asking questions in person, someone would be in trouble.

"Li Yue, you are right in saying this. Although your master is the supreme elder, has he made any contribution to the sect? I'm afraid you don't know. The sect has long been dissatisfied with her. Well, what’s more… hum.”

"Oh? Did anyone say anything else?"

"It's really hard to hear, but I can tell you that in private, a disciple once said that Sikong Mingyue is just a freeloader. Some disciples who were born as mortals even bluntly said that Sikong Mingyue is a piece of shit." Gongsun Wuya said with a smile:

"Li Yue, although what you said is a bit unpleasant, I think it makes sense. What do you think?"

"Oh, that's right..."

Gongsun Wuya nodded and said: "Li Yue, you are now aware of the current affairs. You'd better come here by yourself, lest I take action."

Jiang Liyue looked harmless, "Elder Gongsun, I finally understand why you have been just a caretaker for the past hundred years."

"What?"

This is completely cannon fodder for the protagonist to jump out and slap him in the face in the early stage to show off. This routine is too common... Jiang Liyue twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Elder Gongsun, didn't you notice? I wasn't talking to you just now. .”

"Oh? Who is that?" Gongsun Wuya asked.

At this time, Tang Xuanwei couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "That's enough! Stop pretending to be a ghost here, Jiang Liyue, you are dead today! Elder Gongsun doesn't have to talk nonsense to her, just catch her!"

"Yes, what is there to say to such a person? Could it be that Elder Gongsun is afraid of the person behind her?" Gu Changjun asked tentatively.

Gongsun Wuya loves face the most. After hearing what Gu Changjun said, he naturally became angry, "Nonsense, are you afraid of that Sikong Mingyue? Even though she is here, she is nothing more than..."

Gu Changjun struck while the iron was hot, "But what?"

"Huh!" Gongsun Wuya was heartbroken and said resolutely: "It's just a fart!"

Okay, Jiang Liyue finally understands why so many people like to show off and slap in the face. This is really interesting.

"Well, I think Elder Gongsun is right."

Hearing this light female voice agreeing with him, Gongsun Wuya felt even more proud. He immediately laughed and said: "That's right... Hey, there is a fifth person here? Who is my friend? Can you tell me his name?"

"I...Sikong Mingyue."

Suddenly, the air in the entire Changji Hall froze, and endless pressure enveloped the hall.

A deep sense of fear arose in everyone's hearts. This pressure that was so powerful that they could not resist was simply too terrifying.

Gongsun Wuya's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and his mind was buzzing and going blank.

Under the dull eyes of the three people, a purple figure gradually appeared in the center of the hall. As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere of the entire hall instantly dropped to freezing point!

What a stunning face it is! It is as exquisite as a perfect sculpture that fell from the sky. Its breathtaking beauty makes everyone who sees the scene unable to breathe!

"You, you, you...are you Elder Sikong?" But Gongsun Wuya was not in the mood to appreciate it. Instead, he was so frightened that his legs shook and his speech became stuttering.

"No." Sikong Mingyue said in a neither salty nor cool voice: "I am not an elder, I'm just a fart. What do you think, Elder Gongsun?"

"This, this, this..." Gongsun Wuya's face looked like his dead father, and even his hands were trembling now.

How is it possible? How could Sikong Mingyue suddenly appear?!
Chapter completed!