When I Abandoned the Protagonist

    Sword Sect, Wendao Terrace.

    This is where the inner disciples of Jianzong practice their swords every day. It is located at the top of Jianshan Mountain. Simple stone plate, placed on the top of a steep mountain. In the center of Wen Dao Platform is the peaks and ridges that emerge from the broken stone plate, surrounded by surrounding platforms.

    Today's Wendao platform is more lively.

    Because Elder Lingyu was born with a sword bone, but he was unable to control the spirit treasure due to his lack of understanding of the seven emotions. The disciple who only held a mortal iron went back to sleep. In the past, he always got up early to practice swords, but today It was very late, and there were not many vacancies left on the stone platform.

    In less than a quarter of an hour, she was forced to the edge of the stone platform by the spirit swords flying from her brothers.

    For a time, the disciples’ minds flew to that place, and the killing intent of the sword move that was going back and forth suddenly diminished.

    Several female disciples gathered around and frowned when they saw that the thin figure was pushed to the edge. The leader was the eldest disciple of the sword sect master. His facial features were exceptionally heroic. go over there-

    But someone next to him grabbed his wrist and discouraged: "Senior Sister Qiongying, forget it."

    Qiong Ying's frowning brows did not loosen, she just said coldly: "As a fellow, we should all love each other, and doing such bullying things is disgusting. "

    She was referring to the few people who forced Guimian to the edge of the stone platform when they were practicing swords not far away.

    The person who persuaded her sighed lightly, "It's not the first time for them... If Senior Sister makes a move, things will inevitably be troubled by the Sect Master, and in the end, they will become the elders of each peak. The short-term protection conference, it is easy to say, only our elder Lingyu. Even if he accepts disciples, he always keeps them in stock, and never stands out for his disciples."

      He whispered again: "As long as... don't let them make trouble."

    Qiong Ying clenched the hilt of the sword, she looked at Guimian, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, and the iron sword that had a gap in her hand, because the other party was incompatible with the disciples of the sword sect Her behavior will attract everyone to reject her.

    Thinking of his master taking care of his disciples and the elders of the peaks taking great care of them, the one from Lingyu Mountain…

    The more strange it is, it is said that over the past few hundred years, it has successively accepted seven or eight disciples. But just adopt it or not, let them grow like weeds. Even if they fell outside, they never made a single appearance for them.

    —If you don’t want apprentices, then don’t accept them, why give people hope and make people so desperate?

    Not far.

    But their power goes beyond the bells and whistles they appear. But looking at the ragged clothes on Gui Mian's body and the broken hair that fell on the stone platform, you can see how sharp these two spirit swords are.

    "Clang..."

    A crisp sound.

    It was Guimian who saw the flight path of the two swords, and drew his sword to stop one of them.

    "Hey, you don't think you can compare with the sword that my master gave you just with the broken copper and iron in your hand?

    Almost the moment he finished speaking, the other person raised his hand, summoned the red flying sword to his side, and went back to sleep in agreement: "Don't struggle, stand up and let We poked one or two holes and asked us to try the power of this sword. Anyway, you are a person with chaotic spiritual knowledge, you have no understanding of emotions, you have no desires, and you are afraid that you don’t know pain—everyone is from the same family, so you will help senior brother. how?"

    I was forced to the edge of the stone platform by two flying swords, and the woman's clothes and hair were blown by the wind down the cliff.

    But her expression was extraordinarily calm, she just clenched the sword in her hand, her round eyes like a deer met the two of them, she looked serious, and said in a hoarse voice, "It will hurt."

    These wounds left on her body will hurt her.

    However, the two senior brothers who heard her answer just looked at each other, and then laughed out loud. For a time, the laughter of the two of them echoed in the valley.

    "Hey, brother, do you believe it? She actually said she would hurt?"

      Let me cut a sword first, and if you don't roll around in pain, I'll take you for a lie—"

    "Look at the sword!"

      I couldn't get a decent body protection magic weapon out of my whole body. If I really wanted to take this blow abruptly, I would have to lose half my life if I didn't die.

    What's more, behind her is the cliff of Jianshan Mountain, and if a disciple like her, who is only stronger than ordinary people, falls, she will definitely be shattered and shattered.

     Qiongying on the side saw this, the long sword was out of her hand, and she made a decision in her heart, no matter what, she would stop the nonsense of these two!

    According to Qiongying's vision, her sword should just stop the red sword. And the rest of the blue lightsaber, you have to sleep on yourself.

    But she didn't expect that just as her real name sword flew out, the red sword suddenly accelerated in mid-air, instantly surpassing her flying sword interception trajectory.

    The disciple standing by the side with his hands on his back was well prepared for her, and when he saw her blocking the air, he couldn't help but turn around and give her a smug smile.

    "Ah!" Qiong Ying could only widen her eyes, watching the two swords go to sleep with the momentum of thunder.

      At this point, she didn't mean to give in at all.

      Report the matter to Master, and ask him to decide!"

    Hearing this, the two were indeed a little nervous, but Feijian only hesitated for a moment in the air, and soon continued to fly forward, the corner of Chang Qi's lips standing on Feijian smiled even more: "How about reporting to the Sect Master?"

    "My flying sword is so fast, I'll wait for her to fall off the cliff in a while, and I'll go fishing, it'll be too late-"

    "Qiong Ying, don't get in the way." At the same time.

    A voice full of urgency, but only one person can hear:

    【Please save the heroine at Wendao Terrace within a quarter of an hour! Failure Punishment: Suffering sixty-four heavenly thunders within one hour. 】

    Su Mingxiu stood in front of the Lingjian cave mansion and listened to the system's fifth urging expressionlessly.

    This is the punishment in exchange for the five ooc values ​​she accumulated in the previous world... The system is in this life, in order to prevent her from taking advantage of the rules. In addition to the ultimate mission, daily missions are also issued, and there are also failure penalties.

    It is conceivable that even if Su Mingxiu is reluctant to use Guimian, there are things that could have been avoided, and now she is afraid that she cannot help it.

    After a short while, a strong wind blew on the Wendao platform, which was stronger than the cold wind whistling in the mountains, and even swept the clouds and mists in the valley.

    For a time, all the disciples couldn't help but close their eyes, and when they opened them again, they saw a figure of immortal style and dignified beauty in front of Guimian.

    The ink-colored gown swayed slightly in the wind, and the traces of thick ink, dark gray, light and white seemed to flow on the robe like life, and those who stared at it could not help but feel a little dizzy "Ding, ding" two crisp sounds, awakened the mind.

    This change made the Wen Dao stage fall into silence for a while.

    Chang Qi and Changsheng, one of them sat on the flying sword in shock, the other subconsciously took two steps back, his foreheads filled with drops of sweat.

    Only a slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind her, and said very calmly: "Disciple welcomes Master."

    Following, Qiongying was the first to come back to her senses, bowing her head and bowing her hands: "Meet Elder Lingyu."

    The rest of the people were just waking up from a dream, and they opened their mouths in unison, and the sound spread out, making the Jianshan Valley echo three times.

    The two disciples who had fallen in embarrassment also got up, and when they bowed their heads, their palms were full of cold sweat. They never thought about the day when Elder Lingyu went to sleep.

      Because the owner of the mountain has never paid attention to these disciples, making them worse than the outer disciples.

    —Why did this elder Lingyu change his temper?

    They stared at the broken spirit sword at each other's feet, their hearts were in pain and panic.

      , and the broken hilt in his hand, Su Mingxiu's eyes dimmed, but he only pursed his lips.

    After a while, she said softly, "Oh, it's you."

    It seemed that it took a lot of effort to recognize that the man in front of him, dressed as a beggar and as thin as a bean sprout, was his new apprentice more than ten years ago.

    The people present were all cultivators, all ears and eyes, and no one missed her simple words.

    At the moment, many people quietly wiped the sweat from their heads and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Elder Lingjian didn't seem to be coming out for Guimian. Otherwise, those who watch the show will also eat and hang.

    Following, another disciple remembered that today is a special day for Wendaotai, and the Sword Sect has always had some unwritten rules. Daotai, this famous post changes every hundred years.

    Today is the day when Wendao Platform changed its guiding elders.

    Sure enough, the Lingyu elder soon started to squeeze the sword, and the sword energy went towards the black mountain stone towering into the clouds in the center of the stone platform, hitting the sound of golden roar, and the original A golden light suddenly appeared from the pitch-black rock. The golden light absorbed the meaning of the sword and transformed into the word "Lingyu" in small seal script, and submerged into the black stone again.

    In the next hundred years, any disciple who wants to challenge, just tap the rock with a long sword, and then they can make a battle with Elder Lingyu here.

    After Su Mingxiu changed the famous post of Wendaotai, he disappeared in place, without looking at Guimian again, he disappeared in place, as if never in the future, only the inadvertent hit on the ground The flying sword in her robe was broken as a trace.

      No sound.

    She felt that she was thinking too much. This elder Lingyu is clearly the same as before, inhuman and cold-hearted.

    Lingyu Mountain.

    In order to preserve the ten thousand years of mysterious ice, the peak of this mountain is capped with ice and snow all year round, and the spring scenery will never be seen. Su Mingxiu stood in front of the cave, staring at the white smog outside, wondering what she was thinking.

    The system was unwilling to be lonely, and began to find a sense of existence: "Don't you like this face? Seeing so many people bullying her, why didn't you want to include her under your protection? If it was purely for resistance I, just watch someone suffer, then you are too naive."

    Su Mingxiu stared at the ice lake in front of her and thought regretfully that the conditions of this land were really difficult. If roses are moved from the Western Regions, I am afraid it will be difficult to live, so what to plant?

    She rummaged in the original owner's mustard seed bag. According to the world setting, in order to resurrect his lover, Elder Lingyu always kept all kinds of treasures on his body, so as to experiment with different ancient recipes—

    Soon, she dug out a few lotus seeds.

    But the original owner didn't seem to care much about this thing and did not leave any relevant memories, so Su Mingxiu could only hold the mentality of giving it a try, and extravagantly used spiritual power to melt the ice lake and give birth to lotus seeds , and put it into the lake until it sprouts.

    The system asks again.

    【Don't you want to finish the task? It's good, anyway, it's you, not me, who's broken in the end and dissipated between heaven and earth. 】

    "You're right," Su Mingxiu continued to pour spiritual energy into the ice lake, and saw a green leaf tremblingly protruding from the lotus seed, she responded slowly, "I have to complete the task, live down."

    She has a bright look.

    So this time, it was dubious and decided to strike first.

    Three days later, night.

    Su Mingxiu heard the voice in her head when she was cultivating by the ice lake: "The heroine has been detected with a succubus, please arrive within an hour to detoxify her. Failure penalty: feel the pain of five thunders within two hours."

    Just hearing the words "succubus" and "love poison", Su Mingxiu had a bad premonition, and when she learned from the original owner's memory when this thing was, she was in I cursed in my heart, got up and used the technique of shrinking into an inch, and instantly came to the sword sect a hundred miles away.

    Succubus love poison, as the poisoning time moves back, at first the poisoned person feels nothing, and can be driven out by spiritual power, but later will be hot and dry, the poison can only be in the form of body-fluid Forced out, and those who touch the body-liquid of the poisoned person, will also be infected with love poison, and the two will no longer be inseparable from each other's bodies.

    Marriage first and then love, right?

    Su Mingxiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he arrived at his destination, he realized that this was a lively town.

    Guimian took over such a task today, but it was clearly written as "Fox Demon". When she came, she found out that this was a more powerful succubus. There is no magic treasure, and now it is being played around by that monster.

    Who knows that I haven’t been proud for two seconds—

    A flying sword pierced through its body, it looked down, the smile on the corner of its mouth didn't stop, and its body gradually dissipated.

    Afterwards, a sword intent lifted into the sky, emitting a dazzling light in the night sky. When cultivators saw the sword light, they all avoided it, because this was the imprint of the great powers on this town. A declaration to temporarily take it over.

    Guimian, who was still cautiously guarding against the attack of the succubus, suddenly saw an ink-colored figure in front of him.

    She looked straight and found that it was her own master.

    I saw her thinking seriously for two seconds, then pulled out the new sword she just bought from the market, and rushed towards Su Mingxiu. Naturally, as soon as the long sword hit the vicinity, it broke again with a "clang".

    Staring at Broken Sword, Guimian thought blankly, is he really the master?

    Before she could understand why she had seen her master twice in a short period of time, she was dropped by a thin wicker stick against the back of her neck, and she was so frozen that she was swept over. The clothes were strangling her neck, and the wicker bent her weight, hanging from the beam, returning to sleep with her limbs down, and her head bowed to the floor.

    "Huh?"

    She made a puzzled voice and looked up at Su Mingxiu, who knew that the next moment, there would be a fire on the floor in front of her.

    Scorching pavement.

    Even though she was still some distance away, the heat was unbearable, and even though she had spiritual power, it was unbearable.

    Guimian stared blankly at the fire that was roasting himself, and then looked at the wicker that had been casted to make it look extraordinarily long and tough, and sweat soon broke out on his forehead.

    But she just tried her best to raise her head and said seriously to Su Mingxiu: "Master, I don't taste good."

    The voice was burnt and became more hoarse.

    Su Mingxiu stood by the window, her dark eyes reflected the fire under her body, she saw more and more sweat on her body, and the poisonous sweat dripped into the fire , making a sizzling sound.

    It didn't take a moment for her to be roasted. She saw that her master was silent, and she couldn't guess her thoughts. She just thought of what people said, a teacher for one day, a father for life , she then moved her hands again and began to **** for something in her clothes.

    Su Mingxiu frowned when she saw that she was almost licked by flames, "Don't move."

      A strange spice smell wafted from the mouth of the can.

    Next.

    She poured the spices on her backhand and said to Su Ming embroidered feebly, "This way..."

    "I'll eat better."