Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Taking advantage of the night, Yan Yun ran out of Jianfeng, put sacks on all the people who came today and beat them up. They couldn't get out of bed for three months.

Finally, she showed up at Qinghui's place.

There must be something wrong with that pill. She wanted to know if the same thing happened to that junior sister.

Or was it just her illusion?

Tongxin Peak was quiet and Yan Yun searched for a long time but couldn't find the little girl.

Is it in Jiuxiao Palace?

She looked up and just happened to see the palace.

The sky was as dark as ink, without a single starlight visible, as if a huge black curtain had covered the entire sky and earth.

Yan Yun had no choice but to return to Jianfeng first. Jiang Qinghe told her that Liang Xun was out and might not be back for a few days.

Because of her arrival, Jiang Qinghe felt much better and was not so depressed anymore.

Even if he stopped taking the medicine, his soul could not be fully nourished and his face became paler and paler.

"Brother?"

The little girl's voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

Jiang Qinghe, who was watching Yan Yun practicing sword, paused and looked back. It turned out to be Qinghui.

The little girl was wearing a light yellow dress, and she looked smart and cute.

Yan Yun also stopped. After knowing that her junior sister Qinghui might also be a substitute, she felt very sympathetic towards her.

"Brother, why did you come to live with Uncle Wu Yue?"

Qinghui looked at Yanyun curiously, "Who is this sister?"

"My name is Xiao Hu."

Yan Yun put on a smile on his face, walked over to her, squatted down and looked at Qing Hui, as if teasing a child, "What's your name?"

"My name is Qinghui."

Qinghui looked innocent, holding Yanyun's hand and trying to pull her, "Sister Xiaohu, are you here to visit? I can take you out to play."

Yan Yun nodded with a smile, and probed the spiritual power into Qinghui's meridians without leaving any trace.

It's not like what happened between her and Jiang Qinghe.

She retracted her spiritual power, led her to Jiang Qinghe, and said, "Brother Jiang, come play with us."

They were surprisingly intimate, and Jiang Qinghe was a little surprised, "Okay."

Qinghui took them to play at Jianfeng for a whole day, and was a little reluctant to leave. "Sister Xiaohu, will you be there tomorrow?"

"Uh-huh."

Yan Yun nodded under her expectant gaze.

"Brother, go back first. I'll find you later."

After Qinghui left, Yanyun left after saying this, leaving Jiang Qinghe somewhat confused.

He yawned and went back to the house to rest.

……

Yan Yun followed Qinghui, and when she was near the Jiuxiao Palace, she held her breath, silently recited the magic formula in her heart, and transformed into the air ball in the jade pendant on Qinghui's waist.

When Qinghui pushed open the door of Jiuxiao Palace, Yanyun's heart was beating with anxiety.

This spell is incomplete, so she will only turn back into human form when her spiritual energy is exhausted. Therefore, as long as she replenishes her spiritual energy in time, she can extend the time.

The lights in Jiuxiao Palace were bright, and the bright yellow light made Yu Feng's face slightly blurry.

"Master, I'm back."

Qinghui walked up to him with a cheerful voice and shared with him what happened today, "Today I went to play with my senior brother and met a sister."

Yu Feng gently touched her head, the gentleness on his face condensed in his eyes, "Have you thought of anything recently?"

"Master, do you really want me to remember something?"

Qinghui didn't look at him, but lowered his eyes and buried his emotions.

"No, you go back first."

There was no ripple in his pale pupils, and upon closer inspection, there was a hint of disappointment.

It’s okay if you can’t remember.

Qinghui nodded obediently and walked slowly back to his residence.

After she left, Yu Feng went to Youshuitai.

Youshuitai is a forbidden area of ​​Changle Sect, specially used to imprison disciples who are infected with evil spirits.

As soon as he arrived, several people came to greet him.

"My Lord, when can we set up the formation? If we continue like this, there will only be more and more people!"

Meng Xuan was worried. At first, they thought that only Wen Qingyu was infected with evil spirit because he and Song Qingyue were closer during those days.

But a few days ago, if he hadn't accidentally discovered that some disciples had gone astray while practicing sword skills, they probably wouldn't have known that so many disciples had been infected with evil spirits.

Although there are not many, but if it is not cleared in time, it is only a matter of time before you become possessed by the devil!

Only they knew about this matter, and they dared not reveal even a little bit of it.

"Wait for Liang Xun to come back."

Yu Feng was calm and composed, forming a sharp contrast with the anxious group of people.

Liang Xun went out to the Yulong Sect to seek treasures.

Seeing Yu Feng's calm appearance, Meng Xuan and others felt a little more at ease.

The Youshui Terrace was quiet, with a faint soul-purifying incense burning inside. Yu Feng came to the room where Wen Qingyu lived.

He stood in front of the window, the white cloth covering his eyes was placed on the table, and his empty eyes looked back at Yu Feng's position.

"Master, can't you transfer the contract on my junior brother to me? What does it matter if I become a demon? Just kill me."

"Master, don't you regret it?"

No matter how many times Yu Feng came, he would only tell him this matter.

Yu Feng stood at the door for a long time before he said, "You believe me."

Hearing this, Wen Qingyu turned around with a faint mocking smile on his face. If he didn't do it, then he would do it himself.

Yan Yun took advantage of the moment Qinghui returned to the house and floated out.

She landed outside the courtyard, recalling their conversation.

If this Qinghui has always been Qinghui, but just hasn't regained his memory, then everything makes sense.

"Host, the demons are not so easy to be purified. Do you know the demon root?"

"Although it is called the Demon Root, it has nothing to do with the devil. Quite the contrary, it is the purest and cleanest thing."

"The demons that have been purified through the Chaos Formation must be implanted with demon roots in order to survive, otherwise they will be possessed by demons again."

Duocai carefully avoided the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao and explained to her, "The demon root needs a carrier."

"The information I have here shows that people who need to take Li Shen Han Xue Dan for a long time need to be carriers to absorb nutrients..."

As it was speaking, it suddenly fell silent, as if silenced by the Heavenly Dao again.

Yan Yun listened to its words, and his palms clenched tighter and tighter. So the so-called Qinghun Buxin Dan is the Lishen Hanxue Dan, right? The devil's root is in Jiang Qinghe.

Yu Feng deceived everyone again.

"Don't be impatient! The demon root cannot leave the carrier before it matures. If you take it out, you will become the carrier."

"Besides, the toxins accumulated in the elixir in your body have already been cleared by you. Once the demon root enters your body, you will be sucked dry by it."

Seeing Yan Yun's hurried footsteps, Duocai quickly spoke out to stop him.

"So what should I do? Should I just watch him die?"

There was confusion in her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly, "Look, Jiang Qinghe respected and loved him so much, and even tried to excuse him, but he still wanted to kill him."

"Don't panic. Yu Feng will definitely take Qinghui to the Demon Realm later. I'll give it to you and you can follow him in."

Duocai's voice suddenly became staccato.

After realizing this, it became very depressed. It was just a small trick, so why would it lose points?

If you continue like this, you will be locked up in the dark room again!

If it hadn't secretly seen the information from other systems and knew that there were good things in the demon world of this interface, it wouldn't have risked losing points to eavesdrop on Yu Feng's thoughts!

Yan Yun nodded, held his breath and stayed quietly in the bamboo forest outside the courtyard.

She thought Qinghui was also a pitiful person, but the moment she came into contact with Jiang Qinghe, the ball of light above Qinghui's head suddenly turned red.

As soon as it left Jiang Qinghe, it turned white, and as soon as it came into contact with her, it turned red.

That's why she took the risk to follow him. Now that she thinks about it, it was because the evil root was in Jiang Qinghe.

She was lost in thought, and soon Duocai's voice rang in her mind, "He's coming soon, hide inside and turn into water spirit."

Yan Yun obediently flipped into the house and once again transformed into the water spirit in the jade pendant.

The interior of the house is decorated extremely delicately, and it is not difficult to see that much thought has gone into it.

Yu Feng came to Qinghui's room, looked at her sleeping face, and sighed rarely.

Perhaps if she returns to her original place, she will remember everything that happened before.

He picked up Qinghui, turned into a stream of light and flew out, disappearing into Changle Sect.

The scene below kept changing, and finally they came to an abyss. There was not a trace of light, but Yu Feng seemed to have been here a thousand times, and he walked straight to the deepest part.

He cut open his chest to take out the blood, then raised his hand and drew runes in the air.

Gradually, the dark space seemed to be torn apart, revealing a crack shining with white light, which was a space crack leading to the demon world.

The next second, his figure disappeared from here.

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