After being reborn, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy, the Demon Venerable

"Crack!!"

The loud slaps reached Ning Xiang's ears, gradually clearing her hazy thoughts.

In front of you is a giant tree with large pink and white albizia flowers blooming. The pink gauze curtain tied to the branches of the tree is rustling in the evening breeze.

There is a girl sitting paralyzed under the giant tree. The girl's face hidden under the messy black hair is very similar to hers, but the right side of her face is swollen at the moment, and the tears on her face make her weak and pitiful.

This is not the first time Ning Xiang has seen her adopted sister act like this, but she is a little bit curious why Ning Rou looks much younger at this moment.

She remembered that Ning Rou was already twenty when she died. How could she look like she was seventeen now?

Before she could figure it out, Ning Rou, who was sitting paralyzed under the tree, said aggrievedly:

"Second sister, I know you are very unhappy that your birthday is being organized with me again this year. As an adopted daughter who later came to the Ning family, I really shouldn't enjoy this kind of treatment. I can understand if you do something to me...

....”

After Ning Xiang listened to what Ning Rou said, she looked at the acacia tree that was still growing well, and then looked down at the thing clenched in her right hand. She suddenly understood that she might have been reborn three years after her death.

forward?!

When the girl was shocked, many Shaoyang Peak disciples gathered around her, and they began to talk one after another.

"Isn't this the second senior sister? When did she come out of the Ten Kill Realm?"

"It seems like it happened half a day ago, but it seems that Second Senior Sister's mind is still as small as ever. It's not been a year or two since their birthdays were arranged together, right? Why does she have to find her at this time every year?

Little Junior Sister’s trouble, look at the right side of Junior Sister’s face, it’s swollen from being beaten.”

"Hmph, it's not easy to guess. The second senior sister has a face as cold as an ice cube all day long, and she only knows how to practice. Compared with her, our little junior sister is much less lovable. Not long ago, she gave Shaoyang a lot of gifts.

Each Feng disciple has a sword spike, and in my opinion, she is just jealous and has no place to vent her anger on the younger junior sister!"

Ning Xiang didn't take these comments to heart, but lowered her eyes to look at Ning Rou, who was still pretending to be pitiful. She moved her chapped and bleeding lips and asked, "Ning Rou, are you sure I'm just dissatisfied?"

Is this why I beat you?"

The girl stood facing the wind, her pure white disciple uniform was stained with blood and dust. At this moment, even though she was in the whirlpool of discussion, she was not affected in any way. Instead, she was like a lonely and injured crane, staring coldly at Ning Rou.

There is a blue birthmark in the left eye of her red phoenix eye. At first glance, it can easily give people the illusion that she is born with different eyes. And when the eye color is lighter, the expression in the eye becomes more obvious. Ning Rou was

The coldness in Ningxiang's eyes shivered, and she continued to pretend to be stupid:

"What is the second sister saying? If it wasn't because of this, what else could it be about? I..."

Before Ning Rou finished speaking, her wet eyes lit up for a moment because of what she saw, and mist filled her eyes again: "Elder brother, why are you here?"

Ning Xiang followed the sound and saw that the person who came was wearing a disciple's uniform of the same color as hers. He was tall, with heroic features and a mole in the middle of his forehead. He looked like a Buddhist disciple who had fallen into the mortal world, with an aloof temperament.

The person who came was none other than Senior Brother Shao Yangfeng and her fiancé Miao Yuxuan.

When he saw that he had arrived, he did not first care about her fiancée, who was still injured. Instead, he went to help Ning Rou, who was crying with pear blossoms and raining rain. Ning Xiang was not surprised at all, but calmly took out the healing pills from Najie and swallowed them.

, prepare to meet someone later.

Miao Yuxuan wiped away Ningrou's tears and gave her a bottle of good wound ointment. Then he learned about the general situation from the disciples around Ningrou, and annoyance quickly appeared on his heroic face.

He frowned and looked at Ning Xiang with disappointment in his eyes:

"Ning Xiang, when did you become like this? In my memory, you are obviously the most sensible and the most disdainful person who bullies the weak. How can you now be so willful and reckless that you can do anything to a junior sister who has no cultivation at all?

Damn, beat me hard?!"

Ning Xiang listened to the same questioning as in her previous life, put away the medicine bottle and said coolly:

"I admit the slap, but I didn't say I would admit anything else. But now after listening to what you said, I only regret that I didn't hit her harder just now. It would be better to swell her mouth and let her

She can't tell lies!"

After Ning Xiang said this, she glanced coldly at Ning Rou, who was huddled behind Miao Yuxuan. She was so frightened that she immediately tightened her hands on Miao Yuxuan's sleeves, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Miao Yuxuan noticed Ning Rou's fear of Ning Xiang, calmed her down and said with a calm face: "Ning Xiang, you continue to refuse to repent! If you apologize to my junior sister immediately, this matter will be forgotten.

If not today, I will seek justice for her!!"

"Justice?" Ning Xiang looked at the young man in front of her who had indirectly caused her death in her previous life. She didn't know if she was asking about this matter or something else. She smiled sarcastically, "How did you know that what you were about to do would be asking for help?"

Justice, rather than favoritism and indulging in evil?"

"What do you mean by that?" Miao Yuxuan frowned even more, "Is it possible that everyone present is lying, but you, Ning Xiang, are the only one who is innocent?"

Ning Xiang looked straight into his eyes, and her left eye with the blue birthmark was filled with some expectation: "If I say yes, do you believe me?"

After the girl asked, she opened her right hand that had been holding something, revealing the sword-shaped jade pendant that was broken into several pieces:

"She sneaked into my cave and took this thing. I asked her to return it to me. She said she wanted to return it, but when she returned it, she deliberately let go and let it fall to the ground. You said, give her a slap like this.

Are you being wronged?"

The disciples who were watching were puzzled:

"Isn't it just a jade pendant? As for giving the junior sister a slap directly? The second senior sister is too narrow-minded!"

"Yes, and I don't believe that a kind-hearted junior sister would deliberately do such a thing. Second senior sister, you need to have evidence to throw dirty water on the junior sister, right?"

Miao Yuxuan and Ning Xiang have known each other for the longest time. Others may not know the meaning of the jade pendant in her hand, but he knows it very well.

If she beat Ning Rou because of this incident, it would indeed be excusable.

but......

He lowered his head and glanced at the pitiful Ning Rou. When he raised his head again, he avoided Ning Xiang's gaze and pursed his lips and said, "I only believe what I hear and see."

Ning Xiang laughed at herself when she saw this. The last glimmer of expectation in her eyes dimmed, and sobriety gradually filled her strange pupils:

"In that case, then I will show you the evidence you want. I, Ning Xiang, have always acted upright and sat upright. If it is my fault, I will admit it. No, even if it is forced by heaven, I will not admit it!"

After speaking, a stone attached to the cave was sucked into Ning Xiang's hands using her cultivation.