Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!

Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 229


After a thousand years, perhaps only sect masters like them understood the secrets of the demon race.


Although his master had a strange temperament, when it came to the matter of the entire Eastern Wastelands, he would naturally not run his mouth.


In other words, the Eastern Wastelands would cause another chaos that shook the world.


It would be another disaster!


“Master Sect, is what Granduncle Master Jian said true?”


Zhuang Changhe rolled his eyes towards the speaking elder, and then said in a bad mood.


“Do you think my master would joke about such a thing?”


Yep! Uncle Master Jian had always cared about the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect. Back then, someone had once hurt the reputation of the sect, so he killed his way into the sect with a rusty sword and forced people to come to the mountain to apologize


How could such a person joke about the safety of the sect?!


With that thought in mind, many elders from the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect nodded solemnly.


“In this case, the entire East Wastelands will probably be in big trouble again in just a few days.”


“Egypt!”


How could Zhuang Changhe not know the seriousness of the matter.


Will the true demon race finally return in this life?


Even he had not expected that this day would come so quickly that he, and even the entire Blackheaven Sword Sect, was unprepared.


Clearly, in his heart, with the current strength of the Blackheaven Sword Sect, if they wanted to face the actual demon race head-on, it was basically a dead end.


Because the difference between the two sides is not a small difference.


Sigh up!


He took a deep breath.


“Now that everything has come to this point, all the elders know that the people from the demon race that appeared before are just chess pieces made by the demon race in the Eastern Wastelands. The real demon race will appear in the eastern desert next.”


Zhuang Changhe's deep and solemn voice sounded at this moment.


Due to the shadows from the old monster sword, when they heard Zhuang Changhe's words, the elders from the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect were more or less prepared.


However, when they actually heard him say it, they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.


Among the elders, there was no shortage of elders who had previously led their disciples down the mountain to participate in the elimination of demons and defend the Dao. At this moment, their faces showed bitter expressions.


This was because only those who knew that the previous demons were enough for them to deal with tiredly. Now that another wave had appeared, and another true demon had appeared, it was difficult for anyone to be happy.


“Master sect, then what should we do now?”


“With the current situation of the sect, I am afraid ..”


The elder speaking was Elder Gao, who had participated in the extermination of demons before. Although Elder Gao did not say everything, everyone present was vaguely able to understand what he meant.


Even the pseudo-demons from last time were extremely powerful, and the strength of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect had been greatly reduced for various reasons. If another demon army were to come at this time, then the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect would probably not be able to take care of itself.


Zhuang Changhe was somewhat noncommittal. He looked around at everyone present and said in a clear voice.


“Since ancient times, evil cannot defeat good! It is a truth that our ancestors used their blood and flesh to prove it to us.”


“The demons were just some little people who could not see the light and hid in the darkness. We are people of the right path, so why should we be afraid?”


“Because they dare to attack our Eastern Wastelands, then what reason should we retreat!”


As he said this, Zhuang Changhe let out a cold snort and waved his hand.


“Let my orders down!”


“Everyone in Blackheaven Sword Sect, prepare to fight at any time.”


Upon hearing Zhuang Changhe's words, the elders looked at each other and their gazes became firm.


“Throttle once!”


“Strue sect master. We are the right way, why should we fear those evil and unorthodox disciples?”


“After the great battle last time, this elder has been idle for quite some time. If the demons dared to come, they would definitely not be able to return!”


“I don't even know how many demon bastards this elder has killed, Hahaha!”


“…”


The crowd exploded into a round of discussion.


The emotions of the crowd surged. Lei Mingyuan, who was at the side, immediately stood up and said.


“We will listen to the sect master. Please make the settings!”


“It's true! Sect Master, tell us what to do. We will definitely do it until the end.”


“…”


He could not enjoy the wheel of fortune. If something happened, he would be the one in front.


Good Lord! When will such days end!


You ask what should I do? I also want to know what to do right now! The reality was that the Old Sword Monster only sent news back and did not really provide a solution to the problem!


Now the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect had a lot of work to do, and they had lost more than half of their manpower in the last anti-demonic operation …


What's he supposed to do? What could he do?


With this thought, Zhuang Changhe subconsciously looked towards the Peak of the Sunset.


Eh?


Everyone looked at the face of the sect leader, who alternated between green and red, and could only mutter.


“Oh I understand!”


An elder suddenly said.


“The sect leader wants us to let nature take its course, like clouds in the sky ..'”


An elder from the spirit sect added, “Don't worry about kindness or disgrace, and let the clouds roll in the sky; whether we go or stay, please, we will watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the page with a smile!”


“Yes, yes, yes, that's what he meant!”


“Sect master is a great talent!”


When the other elders heard their discussion, their eyes twinkled and they nodded their heads in praise.


Zhuang Changhe just stood still.


Did I just say it?


Did I not say it?



The Sunset Peak.


On the edge of a lush bamboo forest.


Su Xing was lying on a rocking chair, reading the book in his hand. When he heard the sound of sword bells coming from the bamboo forest, a satisfied expression appeared on his handsome face.


“Ya, yes. Junior Sister Yan’er is indeed worthy of being empress. His comprehension ability indeed exceeded that of ordinary people. In just two short days, he had managed to grasp the nine Dugu swords to such an extent. He deserves the title of emperor.”


Actually, this sword technique was also suitable for the other junior sister, but she was not at Sunset Peak for now.


“Oh right, it has been days since I returned to the sect. I wonder how Junior Sister Qing’er is doing?”


That's right, the one who is suitable for Dugu Jiujian is undoubtedly Mo Yuanqing, who is also a sword cultivator!


Chen Youliang had mobilized the members of the demon race to cause trouble in the Eastern Wastelands, and everyone went to the Great Feng Dynasty due to the sect order. As a result, Mo Yuanqing had mysteriously become Grand Empress Feng, and she had yet to return to the sect.


Suddenly, light footsteps rang out from behind him, and a cold and beautiful female voice sounded from behind him with a hint of uncertainty.


“So Xing's sister?”


Huh huh?


Aren't the Junior Sisters cultivating? Could it be that the beautiful master has returned?


Immediately, Su Xing raised his head suspiciously and looked at the cold face. Su Xing could not help but be stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing.


“Ha ha ha!”


“Young Sister Qing’er, why are you back?”


If one could not forget about it, there would definitely be a response.


Just now, he was still muttering Mo Yuanqing's name. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, he would appear in front of her.


It made one wonder if it was too coincidental!


“Senior Brother!”


Mo Yuanqing smiled at Su Xing and cupped his hands together!


“Young Sister Mo Yuanqing!”


Su Xing hurriedly stood up, waved his hand, and laughed as he assessed Mo Yuanqing from top to bottom.


“Good for you to come back now!”


At this moment, Mo Yuanqing had turned back into a green robe. Although he did not have the aura of an empress, he had more agility and elegance of a cultivator.


One word, beautiful!


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