Senior Brother Fan’s palm contains special sealing power.

As long as Han Qingyue is pressed down, her spiritual energy will be imprisoned by herself. When Han Qingyue falls, she can only let her manipulate it.

Seeing that Han Qingyue was about to be locked by him, a brilliant light cut through the sky.

Swish! At this moment, a sharp cold light instantly passed between Han Qingyue and Senior Brother Fan.

The sword light fell, and the sharp sword energy stirred the void.

Senior Brother Fan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stopped and retreated.

After the sword light fell, several sword lights swept across the four directions, and the others also retreated one after another.

Qin Cheng, holding a bronze sword, landed beside Han Qingyue.

"What's going on?" Qin Cheng said lightly.

Although I was in the cave before, I also learned about the arrival of the spiritual ship through Zhu Ling'er.

However, the spirit ship did not hide its whereabouts and was still hung with the flag of Haoyue Sect, so Qin Cheng ignored it.

After all, as the saint of Haoyue Sect, Han Qingyue's life and death are quite important to the sect.

Han Qingyue secretly ran to the endless ocean. It has been nearly a month since there was someone from the Haoyue Sect to pick her up, and nothing unexpected happened.

However, Qin Cheng did not expect that it was just a little distracted, so the person who came was going to attack Han Qingyue.

"I suspect that the soul aura in the hands of Xue Yu and others is related to them. It is the Fan family, which has a feud with your Han family, and is hostile. There is also this guy who is neither male nor female, called Fan Jian."

Han Qingyue quickly introduced the origins of these people to Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows and probably understood.

Han Qingyue refused to go with them, but these people actually took action and took them away forcibly. There were indeed some problems with their motivation.

As for that senior brother Fan, it looked even more awkward.

When Qin Cheng first came out, he thought he was a female cultivator at first glance.

But he was obviously a male cultivator, but he was wearing a pink robe, with long shawls, and even had a face covered with powder, and his lips were red as if he had eaten a dead mouse.

The main thing is that you are handsome and feminine.

As a result, it looked like a rotten sweet potato, with a crooked nose, a sausage mouth and body emitting a smell of powder, which almost made Qin Cheng vomit.

"Who are you?"

Senior Brother Fan and a few people landed on the ground. When they saw Qin Cheng, they frowned.

When he came to the deserted island, he thought that Han Qingyue was the only one, but he didn't expect that another monk would appear now.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a matter within our Haoyue Sect. I advise you not to participate, so as not to cause trouble for yourself." Fan Jian threatened coldly.

He didn't care before, and thought he was a monk who passed by or lived on this deserted island.

"A coincidence, I am her friend, it's impossible to leave." Qin Cheng said lightly.

"Since Han Qingyue doesn't want to leave with you, I think it's better for you to get out right away."

Both sides have already had a fight, so Qin Cheng naturally won't be polite to each other.

"Are you Han Qingyue's friend? It's ridiculous."

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian showed disdain on his face, looked at Qin Cheng and pinched his nose.

Before, he only felt that Qin Cheng's sword light was sharp and he hadn't paid much attention.

Now that I scanned it, Fan Jian felt relaxed instantly.

"Where are you from the casual cultivator? You are just a cultivation level in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, and you are dressed like a savage. Are you worthy of being my friend of the saint of Haoyue Sect?"

"I see you, you just can't survive in the upper realm continent, so you can't run to the endless ocean of down-and-out monks."

After Fan Jian finished speaking, the men behind him burst into laughter.

Fan Jian is dressed with pomp and so on, and these men are the same.

Qin Cheng likes to wear simple clothes, so standing here is like the difference between a mortal and an immortal.

Before Qin Cheng could say anything, Han Qingyue was already frowning on the side.

"Senior Brother Fan, what you said is too much. Mr. Qin is my friend and you don't need to judge. Moreover, he is not a down-and-out cultivator. What does his business have to do with you."

"You wait, are you saying he is really your friend?"

This time, Fan Jian was really surprised. Not only him, but also the people behind him were also a little surprised.

You know, Han Qingyue is a famous cold beauty. Although she has not ignored male cultivators, she hasn't heard of anyone who can be recognized by her and get along with her as a friend.

Fan Jian swept Han Qingyue and found that the other party was serious. He immediately narrowed his eyes and gradually showed a playful look on his face.

"Junior Sister Han, that's interesting. When you were in the sect, I never heard of any male cultivator friends. I didn't expect that when I ran outside, I just found a male cultivator and became friends."

Fan Jian sarcastically with a sharp voice.

"Oh by the way, it seems like a deserted island without spiritual energy. There are only two of you, you are on the same island and stayed for so many days. Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that after you left the sect, you became this kind of personality. It really opened my eyes."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Han Qingyue was extremely angry.

Unexpectedly, when he admitted his identity as Qin Cheng, Fan Jian actually thought of those dirty places.

"Haha, isn't that the case? I just noticed that what you are wearing seems to be this person's clothes. My God, the saint of Haoyue Sect, is such an indulgent person." Fan Jian couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, Senior Brother, it turns out that everything is pretending to be a saint."

"Knowing people, but not their hearts. The saint turned out to like to find weak casual cultivators to sleep with them."

The subordinates also sneered and mocked each other.

They are all from the Fan family and are not afraid of Han Qingyue.

"Junior sister, if this incident is passed back to the sect, I really don't know what the brothers and sisters will think, so you'd better go back with me."

Fan Jian is so excited now.

In Haoyue Sect, who doesn’t treat Han Qingyue like a fairy is simply a star supporting the moon.

Among them, of course, there are reasons why Han Qingyue is so beautiful and has a beautiful face.

But there are also factors such as her kind-hearted and polite to everyone, and her cultivation is due to her good character.

Not to mention that some female cultivators are jealous of Han Qingyue, even themselves are extremely resentful of Han Qingyue.

But now, I have mastered Han Qingyue’s secret. As long as I make this public, Han Qingyue’s reputation will be destroyed and the Han family’s momentum will naturally plummet.

"Fan Jian, don't talk nonsense!"

These people were full of dirty words, and Han Qingyue was so angry that she trembled all over. She couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out the fairy sword and pointed it straight at Fan Jian.

"What? Junior sister, you are knocked out by us and you will kill me to silence me?" Fan Jian was not afraid of Han Qingyue, but instead pretended to laugh with a terrified face.

"But junior sister, even if you come out to make a mess, you will find a decent monk. This kid looks weak and stupid, and he is really not worthy of you."

"You!" Han Qingyue was furious.

"Qingyue, leave it to me."

Qin Cheng, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows when he heard this and reached out to press his hand on the fairy sword.

This bastard is very arrogant. Not only does he humiliate himself, but he also ruins Han Qingyue's reputation.
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