After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 2 Nobody Helps You

Yu Tianhao felt uncomfortable seeing his sister begging Jiang Zhanyue in such a low voice.The Yu family had lost their sister for so many years and only found her back a month ago. She must have suffered a lot in the outside world before she would kneel down to someone like Jiang Zhanyue. They could obviously rob her.

His sister is the apple of the Yu family's eye, the direct disciple of the head of Kunlun, a genius girl who built a foundation in ten days.Who is Jiang Zhanyue, a disciple that Beichen Sword Master has never acknowledged personally, a sick young man who has been practicing for ten years but can't even defeat Qi?Is Jiang Zhanyue with such a lowly status worthy of having his sister kneel on her knees?
"Huihui, get up -" Yu Tianhao stretched out his hand to help Yu Xuehui up from the ground.

Yu Xuehui shook her head firmly and said, "Brother, if my kneeling can exchange for Senior Sister Jiang to save my life, it will be worth it."

"Okay, brother knows." Yu Tianhao couldn't bear to say a harsh word to Yu Xuehui, so he could only sigh, simply lift his clothes and kneel down next to Yu Xuehui.

"Junior Sister Jiang, I beg you too, please save my sister."

Yu Xuehui and Yu Tianhao both did the same. Yu Xuehui's two senior brothers immediately followed suit and knelt in front of Jiang Zhanyue. Four of them knelt down at once.

This scene caused other monks in the secret realm who were passing by to stop and take a look.

In particular, the protagonists of this play are all wearing the sect uniforms of the Kunlun Sect, and the excitement of the sect is indeed particularly beautiful.

At this moment, Jiang Zhanyue was still lying on the ground without getting up. The group of people were kneeling very actively, but it seemed that no one planned to help her up from the ground first, and no one cared about her injuries.

Even though they were all kneeling, the disdain and contempt in their eyes was more obvious than the condescending gaze when they were standing.

Including this Junior Sister Yu.

Yu Xuehui was not a soft-spoken little white flower, and Jiang Zhanyue didn't have much contact with Yu Xuehui, but just by listening to the stories about Yu Xuehui described by her fourth junior brother and junior junior brother, she could guess that this junior sister was very clever.It is really impossible to win over so many people's hearts in ten days without some means.

"Senior sister, I also beg..." Upon seeing this, Mu Yiyan quickly knelt down.

"Did you know that the sword on your waist is the sword that I have nourished with my essence and blood for ten years? It is half my life." Jiang Zhanyue suddenly spoke to Yu Xuehui, asking Mu Yiyan who was about to kneel Make a move.

Senior Sister really cares about that sword. Let Junior Sister Yu return it to Senior Sister quickly.Just as Mu Yiyan was thinking this, he heard Yu Xuehui's answer.

"Senior Sister Jiang, when Senior Brother Weisheng gave the sword to me, it was a sword without an owner. It took the initiative to regard me as its master, and now it is my natal spiritual sword. Did Senior Sister make a mistake? This is definitely not Senior Sister's. That one." Yu Xuehui said firmly.

Mu Yiyan, who was about to persuade Yu Xuehui to return the sword, was stunned. It seemed that the sword was indeed Senior Sister's Fushu Sword.Even if Junior Sister Yu didn't know about it beforehand, how could she dare to be so sure?

Jiang Zhanyue was not surprised to hear such an answer.The Fushu Sword is a good sword, but since the sword fell into Yu Xuehui's hands, she no longer wanted it, not to mention that this sword has become Yu Xuehui's natal sword.

"Fu Shu, do you think so too? Are you originally a sword without a master?" Jiang Zhanyue's voice was filled with laughter.

Fushu Sword understands human nature. Although it cannot speak, its sword body trembles just when it hears Jiang Zhanyue's laughter.As the new master of Fushu Sword, even Yu Xuehui was frightened by the sword and became panicked.

Yu Xuehui quickly tried to use her spiritual power to suppress the trembling of Fushu Sword, but her foundation-building spiritual power was far from enough to affect Fushu Sword.She secretly used the magic weapon given by her master to suppress it.

She knew very well that under this situation, she could not end Jiang Zhanyue's influence on Fu Shujian, so Jiang Zhanyue's words would become more credible in the eyes of others.

"Senior sister, if you want a sword, I will find a better one for you. If you only want the original one, I will definitely do my best to find it for you. If you save my life, senior sister, you will be my savior. , I will definitely repay you." Yu Xuehui kowtowed.

At this time, a large number of monks had gathered around. Among them, most of them were members of the Kunlun Sect. Jiang Zhanyue and Yu Xuehui were both celebrities in the sect. For such celebrities who are both close and far away from themselves, it is indispensable. Make a review. "Junior Sister Yu and the others have already begged Senior Sister Jiang like this, what else does Senior Sister Jiang want?"

"Junior Sister Yu dares to kneel down, and Senior Sister Jiang really dares to endure it. I have long heard that Senior Sister Jiang is selfish and cold, and she really deserves her reputation."

"Senior Sister Jiang, please agree quickly. If you don't agree to this, you will be shameless."

The monks who were watching seemed so anxious that they wanted to come up and press Jiang Zhanyue's head to make him agree.

This is obvious moral kidnapping, using public opinion to force her to agree.

Different from the last round when the head asked her privately, Yu Xuehui deliberately left the head away this time and came to find Jiang Zhanyue alone. The head would not resort to such tactics, but Yu Xuehui would.

Jiang Zhanyue looked at the scene in front of her, her face still expressionless, and the urging voices of others seemed to not reach her ears at all.

In fact, at this moment, there was another voice whispering in her ears.

"Xiao Jiang, it's been ten years, so you can't pretend you can't hear me anymore, right?"

"These people are forcing you like this, and your junior brother is just standing by and watching. Will you stand up and say a word for you?"

"There are so many of your classmates, and everyone is looking towards Yu Xuehui. One of them questioned, what will happen to you if Yu Xuehui takes away half of your heart?"

"This damn Heavenly Law suppresses you all the time, preventing you from exerting your strength. But I can help you temporarily escape from the suppression of Heavenly Law."

"I know you dislike me for being a vicious female supporting system, and I can't give you the pampering treatment of a heroine. But I can also give you strength."

The system had another bad day. This time it seemed like a good opportunity to convince the host, but unfortunately Jiang Zhanyue still ignored it.

At the same time, Jiang Zhanyue ignored Yu Xuehui, who was about to kowtow. She got up from the ground, barely stood firm, and then tried to bypass the unsightly group of people blocking her way.

But before he had even taken a few steps, crowds of people were already blocking the surrounding roads.

The onlookers spontaneously stopped Yu Xuehui on her behalf, and everyone looked at Jiang Zhanyue with unkind expressions.

At this time, the steps went down a bit, and two young monks were flying towards this side.

The person in front was a handsome sword cultivator with a cold face. Fa Xiu, who was walking with him, was complaining about being tired while chattering incessantly.

"Senior brother, you are not allowed to go to the Heavenly Palace of the Dragon King Palace. If you transform into a god, you will never return. You should think about it again. Oh, I am so tired!"

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