My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 134 Su Ling'er: Quickly pull that person to your side! (Eleventh chapter today! Please subscribe and vote!)

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And now, a similar scene is playing out before her eyes once again.

The same trivial matters, the same tense atmosphere...

More importantly, this time, her position has changed.

At the time, I was just an ignorant "guide" who witnessed the tragedy unfold.

She even remembered that her senior brother, Lin Qingfeng, had once abandoned her and run away alone, but then for some reason hurriedly returned and protected her behind him...

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She still doesn't understand why her senior brother kept jumping around like that!

But now, she has become the guide.

Behind her were twelve undercover fellow disciples from Qingxu Temple, a group of "burdens" who knew nothing about the bloody rules here.

A sense of absurd dislocation arises spontaneously.

It's as if time has flowed by, the scenery remains the same, but the people within it have undergone a complete transformation.

She glanced instinctively at the shadow of the ancient tree not far away.

The stalker-like senior brother still stood there quietly, without saying a word.

Unlike last time, this time he showed no intention of making a move.

Is he... testing me?!
Su Ling'er's heart sank.

She instinctively gripped the novice wooden sword that had been with her at her waist until now.

However, her sudden grip on the sword hilt instantly put the group of undercover agents behind her on edge.

What's wrong with her?
Why did he suddenly grab his wooden sword?
One second everything was calm, how come the next second they're all acting like they're facing a major enemy?

Isn't it just two disciples arguing in the distance?

Shouldn't this be quite common in this demonic sect?

Countless doubts and anxieties were silently transmitted and fermented among them through their uncertain and bewildered gazes.

Could it be... that she's going to attack those two people who are arguing?!

Clean house?!
Are they going to make an example of us in front of everyone?!

Some disciples even had darker thoughts; one of them felt that the tip of the wooden sword seemed to be pointing at him.

Could it be... that she's planning to attack us?!

However, some perceptive disciples noticed something amiss.

Su Ling'er's gaze did not linger on the two arguing individuals, but instead she warily scanned her surroundings, her solemn expression suggesting that she was on guard against some enormous danger that they were unaware of!
She had no time to pay attention to the commotion behind her. She knew very well that with her current strength, if those two started fighting, protecting the twelve "burdens" behind her would be a pipe dream.

How to do?
How to do? !

In a flash, her gaze swept across the entire plaza, her brain racing as she recalled the blood-soaked patterns she had gleaned from this demonic sect.

Rule 1: The more flamboyant and extravagant the disciples in a sect's attire, the more unfathomable their strength tends to be. Although there are exceptions like the senior disciple, who dresses simply yet possesses extraordinary strength, they are ultimately a minority.

You can't go wrong by finding the most eye-catching people!
Rule Two: If you encounter two warring parties nearby, to ensure your safety, you must hide behind a disciple whose clothing and magical artifacts are far more flamboyant than those of the two warring parties combined, so as not to die on the spot!
This is the life-saving technique she learned in this demonic sect: how to "protect others to her own side"!

Her gaze instantly locked onto a figure not far away!

The disciple was dressed in an extremely cool and gorgeous Taoist robe, embroidered with intricate golden scriptures, and even had spiritual light flowing around it, exuding an ethereal aura.

What's even more eye-catching is his spiky, rooster-comb hairstyle, dyed a vibrant fiery red. He's like a giant, walking source of light pollution, constantly shouting, "Pay attention to me!"

it's confirmed!
Even if this person isn't a core leader of the demonic path she knows, he must be one of the best among the demonic disciples!
Their strength is absolutely outstanding!

You are the one!

Su Ling'er acted decisively, immediately transmitting her voice to the undercover agents behind her who were still wondering why she was so on high alert:
"Danger! Anyone who doesn't want to die, come with me! Protect that person in front of you!"

He shielded others to his side?!

Everyone was shocked to hear this. What was going on?
They followed Su Ling'er's gaze and saw her pointing at the disciple with an odd hairstyle but extremely gorgeous clothes.

This is a crisis that is about to befall us, one that we are unaware of...

So, are we going to push that person to the front and use them as a human shield?!
In an instant, the glimmer of hope that had just ignited in everyone's hearts was doused with a bucket of ice water and chilled to the bone.

The former Senior Sister Su would never have done such a thing!

Has she really fallen into depravity?

Although she may have spared their lives out of consideration for their past relationship, her mind had been completely assimilated by the Demonic Sect and she had fallen into the demonic path!
How is this behavior of using others as human shields any different from that of heretical practitioners?!

However, Su Ling'er became anxious when she saw that they were standing still, while Li Chunfeng ran up behind the rooster-haired disciple without any hesitation.

She instantly dodged, grabbed the disciple closest to her, and threw him in that direction by the back of his collar.

"What are you standing there for?! Hurry up! Otherwise you'll all die!!"

The disciple who was thrown out let out a scream and landed behind the rooster-headed man.

Seeing this, Dong Changsheng quickly ducked behind the man with the rooster-like hair.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed.

In the distance, the black-clad puppet, considered a stalker, relayed the influence back to the eldest brother's cave.

Lin Qingfeng took a closer look and couldn't help but smile when he saw his junior sister protecting the senior brother with the rooster-comb hairstyle in front of her.

It seems my junior sister has finally figured out how to survive in the world of cultivation!

My senior brother deserves a lot of credit!
Since there was nothing else to do, Lin Qingfeng, who had just gotten up and was about to go out, turned back and ran to the cave to soak in the hot spring.

Meanwhile, the senior brother with the rooster-comb hairstyle was watching the show with great interest, arms crossed, when he suddenly noticed that more than a dozen junior brothers and sisters had appeared behind him.

The one leading the group was still the junior sister who had become the sect's holy maiden, which startled her.

(End of this chapter)