Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

La La looked at them in amazement.

"Feelings, feelings are really our misunderstanding."

"But why..." La La figured it out halfway through her sentence.

She looked at Snails beside her and said, "They came to this secluded place so that they can avoid those 'geniuses' in the center, right?"

After all, these children are children with damaged foundations.

But the Jing family also took in some orphans from the battlefield, and they were not injured.

Many people have inherited their parents' talents, so their progress in cultivation must be extraordinary.

Being in that kind of environment.

With such a young child, it is inevitable that he will feel burdened.

But this place is very good, secluded and allows them to calm down and practice at the same time.

The children in the village are not progressing very fast, but they can catch up if they work harder.

Keeping up with their pace will increase the confidence of these children.

And the children in the village can still get care from the Jing family.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Smart."

"Sister Jingying is doing a better and better job as the head of the family."

Yin Nian leaned lazily on Yuan Xinsui. Yuan Xinsui stood up straight and supported Yin Nian to prevent her from falling.

Yin Nian looked like he had no bones at all.

of course.

Yuan Xinsui was very happy to see her like this.

I even reached out a few times to try to hug her.

Why should Yin Nian stand there?

Wouldn't it be better to lie in his arms?

It was a pity that Yin Nian just didn't stand properly, but she still stood firmly.

"Let's go and check on those brats from the Jing family."

However, there should be more than five little guys who have damaged the foundation.

These five are definitely special.

Yuan Xinsui thought that when he went to take a look, it would be like this.

Watch quietly.

But unexpectedly, Yin Nian actually came directly to the gate of the small courtyard and kicked it open.

Yuan Xinsui: "..."

The kids: “…”

"Oh, sorry, I forgot we're kids now."

Yin Nian immediately controlled the wind and closed the door again.

There was banging on the door outside.

"anyone there?"

"anyone there?"

"Open the door for me."

The noise of kicking the door was already very loud.

The five little guys have already walked out.

He opened the door and looked at Yin Nian with a frown, but didn't say anything.

Then I heard Yin Nian's clear voice say, "I'm hungry!"

"Can you give me some food?"

May I?

Her face was full of the domineering attitude of "give me food, you little bastards".

The five children of the Jing family were stunned.

Perhaps I have never seen such a shameless person.

But the biggest one saw that Yin Nian was a short and fat guy.

He suddenly appeared in the mountains with a group of children.

She pursed her lips and said, "Come in."

"Where are your parents?"

Yin Nian shrugged: "I don't know, I'm outside."

“We came out to have fun on our own.”

"what's your name?"

she asked the oldest child.

But he kept silent.

"Okay." Yin Nian didn't care and immediately pointed at the kid and said, "You are the tallest, so I'll call you Boss Jing."

"After that, according to height, we will be ranked second, third, fourth, and fifth."

The Jing family children: "..."

Take a deep breath.

They decided not to bother with the silly boy.

“You are children from the village, right?”

"We haven't cooked yet."

"If you're hungry, make it yourself."

The child named 'Boss Jing' by Yin Nian had a serious expression on his face.

He looks like a serious little nerd.

But his hands were covered with scars from sword practice, and if he picked up the book, he might damage it.

“But I can’t cook.”

Yin Nian blinked, as if deliberately provoking her.

"Will you do it for me?"

Yuan Xinsui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he moved closer to Yin Nian, "Nian..."

A hand immediately appeared on his face, and Yin Nian covered his mouth.

She said pitifully to the children of the Jing family: "We don't know how to cook anymore."

"It doesn't matter if you don't give us the job."

"Let's starve for a while. My mother said that a child won't die if he goes hungry for a meal."

Wo Wo and the others all looked at Yin Nian with strange expressions.

I don’t know what my master is going to do next.

Several children looked at her and hesitated for a long time. Finally, the oldest one sighed and said, "Forget it."

"I'll make it for you. You can leave right away after dinner."

"Okay." Yin Nian said while sitting at the table with his face in his hands, "We are just hungry. When we are hungry, we have no strength and cannot walk."

The children were very silent.

He didn't seem to want to continue what she was saying.

After all, Yin Nian's clothes were clean and his hair was neatly combed. At first glance, he looked like someone who was well taken care of by his family.

They themselves have lost their parents.

Seeing her will definitely remind me of my parents.

Plus, he had just been "attacked" by those kids in the village.

But Yin Nian sat at the table, his short legs unable to touch the ground, and watched the five children cook with great skill.

Wash vegetables, cut meat, chop wood, light fire, and cook.

The division of labor is very clear.

He can take care of himself at a young age.

But this inevitably makes you look a little pitiful in the eyes of others.

But it is such a child who makes people feel sorry for him, when Yin Nian shows his 'spoiled' side.

But it was still because she said she was hungry.

With wounds all over his body, he cooked for her on the clean stove.

Yin Nian held her cheeks with both hands and smiled slowly: "You are so good."

The voice was so soft that only Yuan Xinsui, who was standing next to him, heard it.

He turned sideways and looked at Yin Nian: "Do you want to help them?"

With their abilities, it is not difficult to see through the problems in their bodies and how serious the damage to their foundations is.

It can be said that it was completely damaged.

But there is a familiar breath that is repairing their foundation bit by bit.

It was the aura of Yin Nian.

It is not difficult to repair their foundation with the life essence she provided, but the amount of life essence is scarce and it is impossible to use it on only these few people.

Although very cruel.

But it is.

Even if they are very well behaved.

But if there is no "possibility" in them, resources will not be inclined towards them.

"Aren't you children of the Jing family?"

“Why do you have to cook for yourself?”

"Didn't Jingying arrange someone to take care of you?"

Yin Nian spoke quickly, and the name that came out of her mouth made the children look dissatisfied, "If you call our head of the family by his name again, I... I won't cook for you!"

One of the children raised the poker he was holding.

Yin Nian patted his chest, and then patted Yuan Xin's broken heart, "I'm sorry, brother, we are so scared, please don't forget to cook for me."

Yuan Xinsui: “…” I don’t know why Nian Nian always doesn’t want him to enter the kitchen.

Maybe she was afraid that he would be tired.

The few people moved quite quickly and soon came out with a large pot of food.

There is quite a lot of food in it.

Yin Nian took a bite and found it delicious.

You can tell at first glance that he cooks often.

maybe.

Yin Nian had a guess in his mind.

They just don't want others to take care of them, and secretly they don't want to look like such a "useless" person that they would live in such a place.

Yin Nian only ate three bites of the meal.

They have finished their meal.

I even have to go out and practice swordplay.

Very hard.

Yin Nian sat on the doorstep with the bowl in his hand, eating while watching them practice.

The hilts of the wooden swords used for sparring were covered in blood, probably from the bloodstains left by their broken palms.

One layer upon another.

It's hard to wash it all off.

Seeing Yin Nian sitting at the door, the Jing family's children couldn't help themselves.

If she was from the Jing family.

It's time for them to slap your hands!

But this is someone else's child, they can't do anything, but they still couldn't help but said firmly: "You should eat at the table!"

Yin Nian tapped the bowl with his chopsticks and said, "But I like to eat while sitting on the doorstep."

Everyone couldn't stand the sound of banging bowls, "Stop banging bowls!"

Yin Nian shrugged: "Okay, okay, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Children: “…” Suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It feels like there are bugs crawling on my body, but I can't find where exactly they are crawling or where they are drilling into.

They couldn't stand it anymore, "When are you leaving?"

"Don't worry, wait until I wash the dishes for you."

"Practice for a while longer."

"How can you beat those who bully you if you don't practice?"

The children's faces changed slightly when they heard this. "You know?"

Yin Nian continued their conversation, "Of course I know. Everyone in the village knows that."

Her eyes turned into two crescent moons.

"Those brothers are all very strong."

"You can't beat them, what's the point of fighting?" She looked at these children who were obviously forced to be more mature than their peers, and said slowly, word by word, "My mother taught me that people are naturally divided into different levels, and talents are even more so."

"If you accept your fate, you can live a happier life."

What do those little brats who haven't even fully grown their hair know about 'motivation'?

It's all just playing house.

Yin Nian still had his hands on his knees, supporting his chin, as if his head was very heavy. He blinked his big eyes, revealing a bit of innocence and cruelty.

It seemed as if he didn't notice their faces suddenly turning pale.

"Shut up!"

They glared at Yin Nian with pale faces.

That look was different from the one he gave the child who had just defeated them.

The quietly burning anger is silent but hot.

"We will never give up."

"We will prove that the resources the master has invested in us are useful."

Yin Nian felt that they were gritting their teeth so hard that it seemed like blood was coming out from between their teeth.

"Is that so?" Yin Nian raised an eyebrow, "But if you are going to give up, you might as well give up sooner rather than later."

She stood up slowly. "After all, sometimes, it's better to cut losses in time than to hold on, isn't it?"

"You don't have much confidence in yourself, it's just a false show."

"My mother said that people with guilty consciences will have trembling eyes."

She pointed to her eyes and said, "You are."

"Give up early."

"This way, Jingying can lose less face."

In Yin Nian's vision.

The source of life in their bodies began to flow rapidly with their excitement.

Repairing their broken foundations faster than before.

Anger cannot stimulate the source of life.

But desire can.

Jingying felt that letting those little brats supervise them would help them make progress.

This progress has indeed occurred.

But it's infuriating.

It still has to be Yin Nianlai.

She is professional in this area.

Have a look.

Just a few words made these little brats so angry that they wanted to eat her alive.

Perhaps they didn't understand why she would insult their benefactor after they had been entertaining her with such good intentions.

The focus is still on Jingying.

Insulting them because they have lost their talent only reinforces the impression that they are "waste".

In their hearts, they actually know that they are already "waste".

Even Yin Nian himself, although he had a hard time in the first eighteen years.

But she can see her own talent in each rebirth of flesh and blood.

From the teasing looks of Su Linyan and the others, one could see the deep-seated jealousy.

They were jealous of her.

And the future.

They will eventually fear her.

This is also the fundamental reason why she can grow up to be so confident even though she has been tortured for eighteen years.

She had no doubt about her talent.

But these kids are not.

To stimulate their desire and determination to achieve nirvana and rebirth.

You have to poke them where it hurts the most.

They don't necessarily care about themselves anymore.

But Jingying must care about them very much, protecting them everywhere and trying hard to create opportunities for them to recover.

Have a look.

Isn’t this done?

The children felt hot all over.

But how could I pay attention to these things at this time?

They pointed at the door, "Get out! Get out now!"

"Get out! Get out!"

They even came to push Yin Nian.

Yin Nian followed their movements and walked outside.

Just as the door was about to slam shut.

Yin Nian suddenly heard the leading kid ask, "What's your name?"

Wait until he has learned something in the future!

He wants to find her!

Tell her that everything she said today was wrong!

And ask her to apologize for what she said today!

The child's stubborn eyes reminded Yin Nian of many people at that moment.

"Me? My name is Yin Nian." She smiled.

Bang!

The door was finally shut hard in front of her.

They probably didn't expect it.

It would be fine if they just insulted them, but they also insulted the head of the Jing family and now they are even making fun of the name of God.

What a little lunatic.

Yin Nian looked down at what he was holding in his hands.

hot.

Dark.

When you break it open, you'll find sweet and soft sweet potatoes inside.

It was obvious that it had just been buried in the stove.

They took away her bowl of rice which she had barely eaten.

I was so angry at her that I blew my nose and glared.

But in the end, he still stuffed her with a baked sweet potato.

Yin Nian weighed it and found that this was the largest one in the stove.

She gave half to Yuan Xin to crush, and broke the rest into small pieces for the cubs.

"Let's go."

"Next stop, Against the Wind Academy."

She waved.

The black ash on the fingertips disappeared.

Instead, there were thick black clouds in the sky.

Under the cover of dark clouds, light rain soon began to fall.

She heard the sound of trees, flowers and plants stretching their bodies.

A spring rain quietly fell over the courtyard.

With a strong breath of life.

Yuan Xin was surprised, "You want to help them cleanse their marrow?"

How many people in this world can have their marrow washed by the gods themselves?

"You have to pay for the meal."

"Good boy, you deserve a reward."

It's not the crying child that gets the milk.

She Yin Nian likes good children.

A quiet, silent child who is trying hard to grow in the corner like a little mushroom.

A soft-hearted god.

Will bring them a gentle spring rain.