"You really want to join?" Yuan Ziyan looked at her in surprise.

No matter how powerful Zhuyinsi is, it is just a force in another world. In this world, Zhuyinsi is just a misty name.

And under such circumstances, Baishuangmen actually wants to join Zhuyinsi?

This means that Baishuang Gate has to obey Zhuyin Si and be under the jurisdiction of others. They are in Nanfeng City and are not dealing with others. Now they have to obey others. Can Bai Miaoling accept it?

"Join." Bai Miaoling nodded slightly.

Her focus in recent years is not Baishuang Sect, but Lu Xiaorong. In her eyes, Baishuang Sect is not worth mentioning compared to Lu Xiaorong.

If the Baishuang Gate was used to exchange Lu Xiaorong's life and health, she would not hesitate.

Now that Lu Xiaorong has hope and can learn top swordsmanship, what is the Baishuang Sect?

No matter how strong the martial arts of Baishuang Sect is, it is far inferior to Master Lu Xiaorong's swordsmanship. So why do you need to gain it?

She thought she had also had some knowledge. In the world, there were very few people with such swordsmanship, which was also an opportunity for Baishuang Sect and a chance to climb up.

So she decided to join Zhuyinsi immediately. Her current surrender will change the fate of Baishuangmen and will also be a chance for Baishuangmen to take off.

"Okay." Yuan Ziyan smiled: "Master Bai Sect, you will praise your choice today in the future!"

Bai Miaoling shook her head gently: "As long as Rongrong is cured, everything else doesn't matter. Baishuang Gate is Rongrong's Baishuang Gate after all."

As the leader of the sect, she has an inappropriate reputation.

If Lu Xiaorong can recover from her health, then all Baishuangmen will regard her as the main one, not herself.

"Master Bai Sect, you are in a good mood." Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Rongrong, don't worry. She has become Sister Xu's disciple, and she will not be able to be weak. In the future, Baishuang Sect will inevitably be carried forward."

"I don't ask her to be very good at martial arts, I just want to be safe, healthy and healthy."

"How can you be safe if you don't have strong martial arts skills?" Yuan Ziyan shook her head and smiled, "But Master Bai, should you sweep the other two gangs?"

Bai Miaoling pondered for a moment and shook her head gently: "Forget it, let Rongrong decide for herself in the future."

Since she became the leader of the sect, the core of her was to guard the Baishuang Sect. She was to guard the husband for her and fulfill her instructions before her death.

Later, she kept it for Lu Xiaorong, but unfortunately Lu Xiaorong has always suffered from strange diseases, which made her unable to see hope and could only support her by her promise to her husband.

Now it’s different. Since Lu Xiaorong is expected to be healthy and strong, she only needs to keep the Baishuang Gate conservatively, and she still has to leave it to Lu Xiaorong.

"That's fine." Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "Let Rongrong decide for herself, but I think she is very aggressive and will never be willing to dominate Nanfeng City."

"She..." Bai Miaoling smiled.

Since joining Xu Zhiyi's disciple, Lu Xiaorong has been changing every day. Her body changes at a speed visible to the naked eye, stretching and opening full, and quickly transforming from being six or seven years old to being fourteen or five years old. In more than ten days, she has become a beautiful girl, graceful and graceful girl.

This change can be seen throughout the Baishuang Gate, and it is also inspiring, making people's hearts more condensed.

Lu Xiaorong is their next generation sect leader. Unfortunately, he had been seriously ill before and his life was in danger. Now he has a clear scandal and hopes are endless.

Moreover, they could also feel that Lu Xiaorong's aura was rapidly becoming stronger, from a martial arts-free person to a master.

This is due to Xu Zhiyi's motivation. She helps Lu Xiaorong practice the Tianji finger every day, plus the Mind Sword of the Netherworld.

In addition to the Netherworld Divine Sword, there is also the mental method created by Li Chengkong, which is the supreme mental method that best suits Lu Xiaorong's physical condition.

After practicing this technique, Lu Xiaorong made rapid progress. One day of practice is worth one month, and the speed of progress exceeded Xu Zhiyi and Yuan Ziyan's expectations.

Lu Xiaorong is indeed a unique talent. She may not be as good as Dugu Xian in terms of overall talent, but she is unilaterally outstanding.

Her strangeness is also caused by her talent. Without the Netherworld Sword, she might have died soon.

But with the Netherworld Sword, she was like a sword, and after being sharpened, she quickly burst out with amazing cold light and power.

Even Dugu Xian's cultivation level was not as fast as hers. In just one month, she had already practiced the Netherworld Divine Sword, which was amazingly powerful.

"We'll kill someone today." In the early morning of that day, Xu Zhiyi called Lu Xiaorong to the front and said lightly.

Lu Xiaorong is already as tall as her, with a well-proportioned and beautiful appearance, but there is still a bit of childishness between her eyebrows.

"Master, who should I kill?"

"Who do you think should be killed in Nanfeng City the most?"

"The one who should be killed the most?" Lu Xiaorong thought for a while: "Zhou Xing of the Iron Knife Gang!"

"Why should he kill?"

"He killed several of our sisters." Lu Xiaorong snorted: "I heard from my mother that there were several sisters in Baishuang Sect who were missing because they were harmed by this Zhou Xing. But this Zhou Xing's martial arts skills were too strong, so he couldn't do anything."

"He is so strong?"

"My mother is not the opponent."

"Then why didn't he attack Baishuang Sect?"

"Because there are four elders in our Baishuang Sect. If we anger us, the four elders will take action together, and Zhou Xing can't handle it."

"Then why not kill him?"

"If Zhou Xing is killed, the four elders will be injured, so Sirutang will definitely take the opportunity to take action."

"Well... restrain each other." Xu Zhiyi nodded lightly: "After all, it's not strong enough."

"Yes..." Lu Xiaorong sighed and said like a little adult: "If you don't have enough strength, you can only endure humiliation. I will definitely avenge you!"

"Then take revenge today." Seo Chi-yi said.

After all, the Netherworld Divine Sword is a killing sword. If you have not killed someone, you will not be able to truly understand its wonders and will not be able to reach the hall.

"But can I kill him?" Lu Xiaorong frowned and said worriedly: "He has great martial arts."

"You will know it after a try."

"Hehe, that's true. With Master here, what am I afraid of!"

"I will only watch from the side. You won't die, but if you get hurt, I won't care."

"...Okay!" Lu Xiaorong pursed her red lips tightly and said slowly: "I must avenge my sisters!"

"Let's go." Seo Chi-yi said: "Let's find him."

"Master, let's just look for it?"

"Um."

"But……"

"Just kill him in person."

"...Yes." Lu Xiaorong gritted her teeth and agreed: "I know he has to go to Chaoyanglou for breakfast every morning, let's go!"

"Walk."

The two left Baishuang Gate, came to a restaurant, climbed to the third floor, and stopped in front of four people and one table.

Four people sat at this table, one of whom was middle-aged and the other three young people accompanied him, all of whom were martial arts.

"Oh, what's the price for two beauties?"

The middle-aged man in front of him looked mediocre, but his eyes flashed with bright light. At this time, he exuded aura, but he was a great master, Zhou Xing, the worshipper of the Iron Sword Gang.

Just as Lu Xiaorong was about to speak, Xu Zhiyi glanced lightly: "Let's take action, don't be too verbally."

"Yes." Lu Xiaorong nodded quickly, pressed her sword sheath to stare at Zhou Xing.

"Haha..." Zhou Xing laughed.

Although Lu Xiaorong made rapid progress, she had not reached the level of a grand master after all, and was not taken seriously by Zhou Xing.

"Swish!" A flash of light, Lu Xiaorong's sword had already pierced Zhou Xing's throat.

She was startled and hurriedly retreated.

"laugh!"

Blood arrows gushed.

"Let's go." Xu Zhiyi turned around and left.

Lu Xiaorong took a look and looked pale. She hurriedly followed Xu Zhiyi, took a few steps and calmed her heartbeat.
Chapter completed!