Chapter 88: The 105 cannon fodder master wanted to counterattack

Xiao Yunchen's expression was calm. "No need. This was originally yours. It just belongs to its owner."

Xia Ling stood at the side. "Senior brother Xiao, don't be angry with me. I don't know anything. I said the wrong thing."

"You didn't say anything wrong. It was my fault. I took your thing and didn't want to return it. It's my fault." Xiao Yunchen's spiritual sense began to look into the jade slip. He didn't want to talk to Xia Ling anymore.

Xia Ling: "...". She was so angry!

Xiao Yunchen kept saying that it was his fault, but his attitude was that he didn't want to talk to her, as if she had done something wrong.

But this warrant was hers to begin with. With the warrant, couldn't she say it?

Why was the young man's awkward personality like a landmine, so difficult to deal with?

Xia Ling reached out to pull Xiao Yunchen away, not letting him read the book.

"Senior brother Xiao, can you accept this warrant? Otherwise, I'll throw the warrant away and let master come back to punish me!"

"What does it have to do with me that you're punished by master?" Xiao Yunchen's eyes were cold. He put down the jade slip in his hand and suddenly raised his voice, "Elder, someone keeps disturbing me while I'm reading, and they keep talking to me."

"How dare you! Don't you know that in the library nobody is allowed to make noise?" With an angry shout, Xia Ling's body became light, and she was thrown out of the library.

When she stood still, she looked again and saw that Xiao Yunchen was also thrown out. He was standing next to her with a black face.

Xia Ling immediately became happy. "Senior brother Xiao, why are you thrown out, too? It seems that you won't have a good ending if you complain!"

"You're still laughing! It's all because of you!" Xiao Yunchen frowned.

Ever since he joined the Qingyun sect, Xiao Yunchen had never seen Xia Ling so irritated.

He was not serious about teaching him cultivation and was often distracted.

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When he quarreled with Bai Qi, he often made Bai Qi speechless. With him, he had to behave himself. He did not expect that he would be embarrassed in the library.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Ling blinked, not quite understanding.

She was usually well-behaved. It was just that she did not like to be bullied. She had to fight back against anyone who insulted her.

Sometimes, Xiao Yunchen would have some small ideas. She felt that cultivators should walk the path of righteousness. If these crooked paths were not highlighted, she would directly expose them.

Therefore, other than being a little more direct and having a tendency to insult others, she didn't make any mistakes.

"It's fine if you don't say it." Xiao Yunchen turned around and left.

The elders of the Book Collection Pavilion seemed to be in charge of nothing, but at that level of cultivation, they could know the slightest movement. The elders must have heard everything that Xia Ling said to him.

Thinking of his small ideas being exposed like this, Xiao Yunchen's face became flustered.

He decided to cultivate in seclusion for the next few days and not go to the library.

"Hey, senior brother Xiao, wait for me." Xia Ling couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xiao Yunchen sulking.

She called out to Xiao Yunchen with a smile as she chased after him.

"Senior brother Xiao, senior brother Xiao? We are cultivators of the Qingyun sect. We can't be so petty and hold grudges, right?"

"Look at you, why are you walking so fast?"

However, as she called out to him, Xiao Yunchen walked in front. His back stiffened, and he walked faster and faster.

Xia Ling followed at a leisurely pace. Her smile did not stop, but a powerful force suddenly enveloped her body.

...

Xiao Yunchen walked a few steps faster, but he did not hear the movement of the people behind him. He felt that something was wrong and immediately turned back.

However, it was still too late for him to turn back. The stairs that the slender youth had previously stood on were now empty.