The Weak and Petite Junior Sister Fights All over the World of Cultivation

Junior sister Jin Cancan is naturally fragile, as if a gust of wind can blow her down. Even if they accept such people, the senior brothers and sisters think that their sect is really going to be doomed. Fortunately, the junior sister is fragile but diligent, and vomits blood but resists beatings. The disciples who were not much different in strength from her were fine. All the fellow practitioners who were much stronger than her did not dare to show their strength when fighting with the junior sister. The junior sister vomited a mouthful of blood after being beaten for a few times. They were afraid of accidentally beating the junior sister to death until the competition in the world of cultivation—— "Please beat me up a little bit, thank you." "Please don't just talk, but also draw your sword!" "It is said that self-awareness is the ladder of progress. Please know more about yourself and then stand up for others..." Everyone in the Immortal Sect was attracted by the appearance of the little junior sister and did not hear what she said. "Little junior sister is covered in blood, her clothes are fluttering, and she looks like she's about to break." "To do something to such a weak and helpless junior sister, senior brother is so inhumane." The classmates who were competing with the junior sister on the stage felt aggrieved: What do you know? Jin Cancan looked like he was about to break, but he was about to die just now! The leader, who was watching the competition between his disciples and disciples, asked the elder beside him. Leader: "Do you think her fighting style is very similar to our former leader?" That talented girl Long Aotian, who wields a demon-slaying sword day and night, never forgives anyone with her words, and denounces the entire cultivation world, and the black-hearted crazy sword Wen Jing who is almost able to ascend? The elder trembled: "Can't? She has always been rude and never said the word 'please' when speaking." Leader: "Yeah, but it's just as annoying." … ——Xiaben's ancient sweet article begs to be collected—— Miss Lin San of the Duke's Mansion has reached the age of engagement, and her goal is to choose the most gentle and handsome young man in the capital to be her husband. But after reading the roster prepared by her family, she chose the new top scholar Xie Tingzhu, who was not among them and was eliminated by her family in the first round of screening. Everyone was surprised and asked why. "On the day of the parade, I accidentally almost smashed his head with a flowerpot. Xie Tingzhu not only didn't hurt me, but also said thank you and smiled at me." "I heard that a servant at home was seriously injured. He specially asked the royal doctor to come into the house to treat the servant." "One night I saw him injured and standing there covered in blood. At that time, he was still trying to protect me. His gentle and kind look was like a man from heaven!" After saying that, the whole family fell silent. She thought they were all reminiscing about how gentle Xie Tingzhu was, but she heard her mother say: "San, I didn't ask the kitchen to make you wolfberry tea to improve your eyesight, not to make you blind." Lin San: "?" Lin San didn't understand why the whole family advised her to treat her eyes until she knew: Xie Tingzhu would smile before killing someone, and he would smile happier than when he saw her. He did ask the royal doctor to treat the servant, but the injury was caused by his orders. And the night she thought he was injured, there were corpses lying on the ground in the courtyard separated by a wall. Each one of them was killed by Xie Tingzhu himself... Lin San: "... Xie Tingzhu, you are really a madman!" "What should we do?" Xie Tingzhu bent down and picked up the dagger with Lin San's name engraved on the ground, and put it into her palm with his own hands, "How about you kill me? If you kill me, it's best to eat my heart again, so that I can be with you forever." Small Theater The day Lin San sent the love letter to Xie Tingzhu's mansion, the sky fell in the Duke's Mansion and the Hou's Mansion. Father Lin: Hey, my daughter's future is really visible at a glance. Xie Tingzhu: What head? Lin San answered quickly: It's in your heart. Intention: Don't succumb to fate, just believe in yourself