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

"What did my master say?"

Yan Yun clenched the sword in her hand, she raised her eyes and looked directly into his eyes filled with anger.

"I didn't expect that someone as famous as Yu Fengxianjun would be just a mean person. Do you think you can get what you want this way?"

Chen Changyu suddenly pinched her jaw, frowned coldly, and the coldness in his eyes pierced into her heart.

Anger welled up in her heart, and she stomped on his foot harshly, "What do you think I want? Or what do you have that's worth my bothering with."

"you!"

Chen Changyu was stunned, and his hands loosened up, and she ruthlessly slapped them away.

"Go and vent your anger on them if you can."

She looked at him coldly, her heart was a mess. Just as she thought, she didn't know what Yu Feng had done!

"Where are you going?"

Chen Changyu had never thought that his family background and talent, which he was so proud of, would be looked down upon at this moment. He clenched his palms and looked up, but the little girl had already walked away.

Yan Yun found him annoying and naturally didn't want to pay any attention to him. She wanted to go find Yu Feng.

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in front of the Jiuxiao Palace. She stood on the ground and looked at the palace above.

When he first became Yu Feng's apprentice, in order to stay under Yu Feng's tutelage, he had to break through the first level of Yan Yuntai.

Chen Changyu, who was following behind her, watched her standing there quietly for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking about. The memories of the original owner in the past six years flashed through her mind like a horse.

When she was abandoned by her parents, Yu Feng appeared in front of the original owner like a god and saved her from the snowstorm. He gave her a place to stay, coaxed her with sweet cakes, touched her head and said to her, "Master is here, and I will never let you suffer any injustice again."

Or maybe it was Yu Feng's company during the thunderstorm, gently patting her back so that she could sleep peacefully...

How did it all start? Yu Feng always looked at her with a complicated and tangled look, and finally abandoned her at Songxue Peak and didn't care about her.

The original owner was bullied, bullied and insulted, how could he not see it when he had such great magical powers?

He actually knew everything, but pretended not to see it.

Yan Yun felt a tightness in her chest. She took a long breath and looked at Chen Changyu. "Don't you want this marriage? Come with me."

Without waiting for his answer, she had already stepped onto the stairs.

She walked faster and faster, and the surrounding scenery passed by one by one, leaving only a breeze.

Yan Yun counted these steps silently in her mind until she reached nine hundred and ninety-nine. She looked at the palace gate that was so close in front of her yet so far away in the horizon, and felt a little scared.

Yan Yun: System, what if I die accidentally?

"Host, what are you going to do? Don't be impulsive."

There was a strange tension in Duocai's mechanical voice, "Impulse is the devil."

Yanyun: Answer my question.

Yanyun: Speak.

"You are allowed to die three times. After three times, you will disappear completely."

Duocai was silent for a long time, but finally told her.

The reason it had never told her about this was that its hosts had often done ridiculous things because they could not die! It had been punished many times.

"Please don't commit suicide—"

"Squeak-"

After receiving the response, she took a step forward without hesitation and pushed the door open with force as if she had made up her mind.

The palace was as rich and solemn as ever. They seemed surprised by her arrival, but not surprised.

Liang Xun changed his previous indifference and smiled at her, "Yanyun, you came at the right time..."

Look, some people are like this. When you are in a quagmire, everyone who passes by will avoid you, and some even trample on you mercilessly. But once you are useful to them, they will start to welcome you with a smile.

"I don't want to be engaged to Chen Changyu as a Taoist couple."

She didn't even give him a look. What had she been doing before?

Her eyes fell on Yu Feng who was sitting on the high seat. "If you insist on doing this, then I will voluntarily end the master-disciple relationship with you."

Yan Yun spoke every word with great determination. She was standing with the light behind her, her face was blurred, but the light in her eyes was astonishingly bright.

"you......"

Chen Changyu heard her words as soon as he entered the hall. A trace of surprise and confusion flashed across his face, as if he didn't understand why she did this. In the world of immortal cultivation, who doesn't want to become Yu Feng's disciple?

"Yanyun, stop talking nonsense. It is your honor to be associated with the Chen family."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Liang Xun's face, and he began to rebuke: "This is a blessing that many people would never be able to obtain."

"Do you want this blessing?"

Her words followed closely, mocking him, "What good is something you don't want? If you want to go, just go by yourself."

"I don't want to be associated with Chen Changyu. If Master insists on doing so, then I will voluntarily end the master-disciple relationship with you."

This time, she repeated it, her voice rising an octave.

Outside the temple, the sun was shining brightly, birds and insects were chirping, and a gentle breeze blew through the leaves, making rustling sounds. It was clearly a warm day, but inside the temple it was chilly and chilly.

A chill ran up from the soles of her feet and penetrated into her bones. She raised her eyes and looked at the man quietly.

"why."

Yu Feng's tone was indifferent, as if she was just throwing a tantrum, "As a disciple of Changle Sect, this is what you should do."

His voice came into her ears from top to bottom, and in an instant, it seemed as if one invisible shackle after another was binding her.

"If that's the case, why don't you let Senior Sister go, but let me go instead?"

Yan Yun clenched his palms and took a step forward. "Are you doing this for Changle Sect or for your own selfishness... It's you, you are selfish, but you want to use morality to suppress me."

Selfish...Yu Feng's pupils shrank slightly.

These two words add a strong touch to this smokeless game.

Everyone knew that Song Qingyue was his favorite disciple. Some people had talked about it secretly, but no one had ever dared to say it openly in front of him.

"presumptuous!"

Yu Feng shouted sternly, and he walked down step by step. His steps were very light, but each step stepped on Yan Yun's heart.

And at this moment, she finally saw his face clearly.

It was not the indifferent face as imagined, but an extremely aggressive face. His eyes were a very light amber, like a beast, sharp and edged.

Wherever he walked, it seemed as if a force as heavy as a mountain spread out from his body and suppressed everyone present.

"Disciples don't dare."

Yan Yun was just a tiny particle in front of him. No matter how much pressure he put on her, she never took a step back.

If she quits, she loses.

"You don't dare? I think you dare very much!"

Yu Feng said coldly, his black hair was tied up neatly, without a single strand of hair falling in front of his eyebrows, just like him, strict and indifferent.

He treasures those he loves and treats those he doesn't care about as worn-out shoes.

The reason why he was so angry was that Yan Yun had really touched his pain point. What stood between him and Song Qingyue was the unbridgeable moral and ethical code.