Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 135

The punishment of lightning rolled, as if it would descend on them at the next moment.

“Alright, stop talking nonsense. If you have a way, then use the time to save her!”

After Bai Xueling finished speaking, she held onto her sword and walked out.

“Before he wakes up, I won't let the lightning penalty fall.”

Su Xing smiled faintly.

The beautiful teacher is the same. As usual, he was cruel and did not say much.

Originally, just in case, Bai Xueling asked everyone to temporarily leave Sunset Peak. However, this time, they all chose to stay.

Su Yan’er and the others who were left behind looked on in bewilderment.

“What kind of appearance is that? I can actually save Young Sister Mo Yuanqing!”

“Ya, yes. I believe whatever brother Su Xing.” says

“I also believe in Senior Sister!”

Seeing that Shen Yaoling and Xue Jian had declared their stance, Su Xing then turned his gaze towards Su Yan’er.

Su Yan’er did not hesitate at all and nodded lightly.

Isn't that just saving someone? Is that hard?

Su Xing shook his head and sat by the bed.

As if thinking of something, Su Xing said, “Why don't you guys come out first, I will ..”

“We will not hinder you. We won't make a sound if you do your job!”

All the women had a stern expression on their faces.

Uh.. All right then!

Even though they say that they are comfortable, they do not even blink their eyes, making them look as if they have done something wrong.

There's nothing they can do. It seems they may have to reveal some of their tricks.

Su Xing's expression returned to his calm state.

In fact, the method Su Xing was thinking about was very simple.

The person responsible for solving the problem must still be the one to solve it.

The source of the problem is the person responsible for solving it.

The power of the bloodline? That's right, it's the power of the bloodline!

Mo Yuanqing's disorder was caused by the power of the bloodline. To put it bluntly, the power of a bloodline was a kind of power that was passed down through the lineage to the next generation.

The power of the bloodline was the lucky capital of a cultivator, and it would also be the shackles that bound a cultivator in the future.

And the bloodline of the Human Emperor in Mo Yuanqing's body was just a lineage left behind by a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth Transformation Realm.

At this point, the solution is obvious.

The reason why Mo Yuanqing was still unconscious was because the smelting power of the many spirit herbs had stimulated the vitality of his bloodline. However, this transformation was slow, so slow that he might not be able to endure until the transformation was complete before he was struck by lightning and turned into ashes.

Therefore, all Su Xing wanted to do was break the bloodline shackles on his body.

With this thought, he no longer hesitated.

Su Xing drew a sword-like finger on his wrist, and streams of pale golden blood spurted out.

As golden blood dripped down Mo Yuanqing's mouth, his face gradually reddened.

However, this scene seemed a little strange in the eyes of the women.

Self-harm? No way!

“Brother Su Xing, what are you doing?”

“So Xing's sister?”

“Don't worry, I'm fine!”

Seeing everyone's worried reaction, Su Xing showed his flawless wrist indifferently.

“Really? I said I'm fine, so I'm fine.”

From the moment Su Xing broke through to the Human Eternity Realm, his body was no longer a mortal, but an immortal body.

In terms of strength and vitality, he was much stronger than when he was still mortal.

Ordinary wounds would only recover in a short period of time.

“This amount should be enough, right?”

Su Xing thought inwardly and looked unsure.

The bloodline of a Human Emperor was only at the peak of the ninth level transformation while he was the blood of an Immortal Human. The difference between the two is not something that can be measured.

If the transformation was successful, the bloodline in Mo Yuanqing's body would be changed from the bloodline of a Human Emperor to the bloodline of an Immortal Human.

There will be no more shackles of mortal bloodline.

After doing all this, Su Xing injected a stream of immortal power into Mo Yuanqing's body.

The moment the golden light entered his body, the wooden house suddenly rose without any wind.

Dub! Dub! Dub!

A strong heartbeat wave suddenly sounded.

“Young Sister Yan’er!”

Su Yan’er walked over with a strange expression. He listened to Su Xing's instructions and walked out.

After a few breaths, he brought along a few sets of clothes.

“Senior sister, you can get out first. I'll take care of the rest!”

“OK, Senior Brother will be waiting outside. If anything happens, you can call me!”

Su Xing did not stop. Instead, he wisely turned around and left the room.

Outdoors.

Bai Xueling stood up with a sword in her hand. He threw a questioning gaze at Su Xing.

“Young Sister Mo Yuanqing is fine now. Sir, please keep your heart in your heart.”.

After Shen Yaoling described the scene just now, the beautiful Master slowly drew the long sword in her hand.

“See later. Let's go and wait outside.”

…

It's thundering!

The power of lightning punishment grew increasingly stronger.

The Blackheaven Sword Sect was once again enveloped by the black clouds that filled the entire sky. The sky within a radius of hundreds of kilometers turned dark.

The strange sky was filled with ferocious heavenly lightning.

Everyone's gazes turned to the dark clouds that covered the entire Sunset Peak.

“Gosh! Last time, when the ancestor came out of seclusion, the lightning tribulation he triggered was equivalent to this one, right?”

“Yes God! Which immortal ancestor succeeded on the Right Path?”

“Is that Junior Martial Uncle Su? The source seems to be the Sunset Peak.”

Each person: “...”

“ Junior Martial Brother, although our Blackheaven Sword Sect does not discriminate, I really doubt how your IQ can enter!”

“I agree! I agree! Just now, Junior Martial Uncle Su walked over.”

The Sunset Peak.

Mo Yuanqing, who was wearing a dress, suddenly floated in the air!

He slowly woke up from his coma.

“Oh no!”

Even though he was sleeping, he could feel what was happening in the outside world.

At this moment, the Lightning Tribulation grew denser, as if it could be triggered at any moment.

This is heavenly punishment! The terrifying heavenly punishment was about to arrive.

At this moment, amidst some excited voices, an indifferent voice sounded.

“Young Sister Qing’er, receive her sword!”

As the sound faded, a three-foot-long sword instantly charged over.

“Eh?”

Mo Yuanqing held the Mysterious Heaven Sword in his hand, and a strong feeling surged into his heart.

My Sword Intent and the strength of my bloodline have completely changed!

Amidst the clear scream, an invisible Sword Intent shot out.

“Junior sister, hurry up. Senior Sister is still in a hurry to cook.”

Upon hearing the voice, Mo Yuanqing's gaze changed.

He saw Su Xing sitting on that familiar recliner, surrounded by the beautiful master and the others.

Bai Xueling, who was at the side, scolded him in a bad mood.

“Xing Xing is small, you are sitting down and you want me to stand up? Isn't that too much?”

“Oh! I spent too much effort trying to save people just now. I'm a little dizzy now, but I better let Master sit down!”

“Master, please!”

As he spoke, Su Xing staggered to his feet.

Bai Xueling: “..

Since you've already said that, how can I bear your burden? If I really sit down, doesn't that mean I'm unreasonable!

What a nice step, back to go forward.

Bai Xueling's expression froze when she heard that. Then, he pushed her back into the recliner.

When Mo Yuanqing saw this scene, he could not help but frown on his face.

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