Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1003 Are you still feeling wronged?

"Xiao Han, I..." Liu Hanyue was also a little excited, but there was so much she wanted to say that she didn't know where to start.

Lu Jingxue turned her head away with some resentment, deliberately not looking at Jiang Han. It was obvious that she still felt resentful.

Xia Qianqian looked at him with some fear, feeling her knees start to hurt again, but she still couldn't help wanting to move forward. Seeing him looking at her, she nodded awkwardly.

Nangong Li gritted his teeth, pouted and cursed Jiang Han in his heart for being stingy. He thought he was just talking, but he didn't expect him to really come to collect the debt.

Jiang Han just glanced at them, then walked past a few people and set his sights on Wang Qingfeng.

"Look at Brother Wang's rosy complexion, I believe his injuries have healed."

After these words were spoken, Mo Qiu Shuang and Liu Han Yue's faces froze for a moment, and they looked at Wang Qingfeng with some hostility.

What does that mean? Why did Xiaohan ignore them and instead talk to Wang Qingfeng, whom she had only met once? When did they become so close?

Wang Qingfeng's face was embarrassed, and he quickly clasped his fists again:

"What happened that day had its reasons. I hope Brother Jiang won't blame me."

He had gone against Jiang Han because of the Cui Lingzhi at that time. Now that he had the thing in his hands, he would never dare to offend this person again.

"It's okay. As long as you don't cause me trouble, I won't bother with you."

Wang Qingfeng smiled and said, "No, no, you are too kind, fellow Taoist."

He could see that the Holy Son of the Sword Sect was here to cause trouble, and his words and actions were full of the tone of looking for trouble.

In just a short while, he felt a chill on his back and felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Mo Qiushuang glanced at Wang Qingfeng, somewhat dissatisfied with his talkativeness. He didn't even notice that she, the senior sister, was here, but he kept talking.

You really have no tact.

She smiled slightly and spoke first, "Xiao Han hasn't been back for a long time. Why don't you follow me into the sect? I've asked someone to prepare some fine spiritual wine. We can eat and talk while we do so."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han directly refused: "No need for wine, I dare not drink your wine."

"I'm here today just to collect a debt. Nangong Li, have you prepared what I want?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Nangong Li, who had been pouting. His tone was flat, but his words were not polite at all.

Mo Qiu Shuang was choked by him, and a bitter feeling rose in her heart. After all, she was the eldest senior sister of Lingtian Sect, but Xiaohan didn't even give her any face.

What do you mean by not daring to drink their wine? It's not like she would poison the wine...

Seeing Nangong Li baring his teeth and about to speak, she quickly forced a smile and grabbed his arm, and replied first:

"Of course it's ready. It's in Sixth Junior Sister's cave."

"Since you are so anxious, Xiaohan, I will take you to get it now."

She stepped forward to lead the way: "You may not be familiar with the road here, I will take you there myself."

As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Qingfeng seemingly unintentionally.

Wang Qingfeng was originally preparing to join in the fun with a smile, but when he saw her like that, he stopped in his tracks, touched his nose awkwardly, and didn't dare to follow her anymore.

Forget it, after all, it was a grudge between the main peaks, so he decided not to get involved and just watch from a distance.

Mo Qiu Shuang waved his hand and released a green spiritual light, blocking out the countless sights from all around. He then flew up to a high place with several people wrapped in his arms, and explained:

"After all, our sect is known for its formations, so this forbidden air formation naturally has its own subtleties. Without a high-level identity token, flying within the sect is prohibited."

Jiang Han certainly knew this. In his previous life, he was unable to obtain the identity token of a formal disciple of Lingtian Sect until his death.

When it came to formations, Liu Hanyue finally found a topic to talk about and said:

"I remember Xiaohan was very interested in the art of formations. I wonder if he's been practicing it recently?"

Jiang Han turned to look at her: "Why, do you want to practice with me?"

Liu Hanyue's face froze, and she waved her hands hurriedly: "Xiaohan, don't misunderstand me. I just thought that if you need it, I can teach you the way of formation."

"Why would I need you?" Jiang Han sneered. "Nowadays, I can break any formation below the eighth rank with one strike. Even if it's above the eighth rank, it will only take a little more effort."

"And you..."

He looked him up and down, then thought for a moment, "As I recall, you're only a fifth or sixth-rank formation master?"

Liu Hanyue shuddered and bit her lip lightly: "Senior Sister is now... already a seventh-grade formation master."

"Oh, you're only at the seventh rank. What can you teach me?"

Liu Hanyue trembled, and turned her head away with red eyes and aggrieved look.

She didn't understand. Didn't Jiang Han always want to learn formations? As the direct disciple of the Lingtian Sect's leader, she had the deepest understanding of formations, but he was unwilling to let her teach him.

There was even a hint of disgust in his words.

She really wanted to ask, who did he learn the formation from? He was confident that he could break the eighth-grade formation in just three years. It must be some kind of quick-learning evil method.

But she was afraid of making Jiang Han angry, and getting beaten again would be embarrassing...

Jiang Han looked at her like this, sneered, and then said sarcastically:

"You're still feeling wronged. You didn't teach me when I asked you to before, and now that I don't need you anymore, you're coming over here again. Aren't you looking for a scolding?"

He didn't know what was wrong with him today, but there were some things he just had to say, so he just said them out loud.

Given his current status, what could they do even if he told them?

He came here to cause trouble this time and was not afraid of making things bigger. The ones who didn't dare to make things bigger were them.

When Liu Hanyue heard this, she almost cried, but she still forced herself to smile:

"Xiao Han, it was all my fault before. You were right to scold me. I deserved it. Go ahead and scold me. As long as it allows you to vent your anger, I'm willing to endure any scolding."

She looked sad and happy, as if she was both crying and laughing.

Nangong Li was so angry at these words that he jumped up and glared at Jiang Han: "Don't be so arrogant here, this is not the Sword Sect, but the mountain gate of the Lingtian Sect. You can't be so presumptuous here, you bitch..."

"Snapped!"

Before she could finish her words, Liu Hanyue raised his hand and slapped her hard.

"shut up!"

Liu Hanyue stared at Nangong Li fiercely and scolded, "You have no right to speak here!"

Nangong Li covered his face tightly, looking at her in disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes, almost crying: "You hit me? Second Senior Sister, you actually hit me for an outsider?"

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you!"

"You're the one who makes Xiaohan angry all the time, so you deserve me to beat you up."

Liu Hanyue spoke rudely, which made Nangong Li so angry that she wanted to explode. She quickly went to Mo Qiushuang to complain:

"Senior Sister..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Qiu Shuang was also not polite at all: "Don't force me to slap you."

Nangong Liren was stunned. What was going on? What on earth had happened?

Why would the eldest and second elder sisters bully her together with an outsider!