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

"..."

"..."

Yanyun and Jiang Qinghe were all silent.

Jiang Qinghe wanted to slap herself. What a bad mouth!

And Yan Yun wanted to split, she was really grateful to Song Qingyue for always thinking of her for all the good things!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Is this what it feels like to have a light on your face?

"Host, if I give you a mission now, will you kill me?"

Duocai's voice sounded at an inopportune time.

Yan Yun: ...

Yanyun: What mission?

"Ding Dong, congratulations on triggering the special mission - Guilt. Please inspire Yu Feng to feel guilty about you. Complete the mission and you will be rewarded with 30,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Yanyun: Are you really a treasure appraisal system?

Duocai remained silent, perhaps because he felt guilty.

"Come up, Yanyun."

Song Qingyue was proud and unrestrained, and her goose yellow skirt made her look more beautiful than a flower.

"Qingyue."

Yu Feng frowned slightly, feeling somewhat helpless but also somewhat indulgent towards her mischief.

Noticing the small movement of his slightly bent hand relaxing in an instant, Song Qingyue just smiled playfully.

Master, isn't this exactly what you wanted?

With so many people staring at her, Yan Yun had no choice but to squeeze in.

Before leaving, she hurriedly threw spring to Jiang Qinghe.

Jiang Qinghe caught it in a panic, and then looked at the dog in his arms with a slightly confused look.

Everyone automatically made way for her to pass through. Yan Yun raised her eyes and met Song Qingyue's gaze.

She seemed very proud, and also like she was watching a play.

"Don't worry, Uncle Master is here."

Wu Yue stood at the front. Her eyes were gentle and charming. The moment Yan Yun went up, she gently patted her shoulder.

"Uncle Master..."

Yan Yun turned around and looked into her eyes that seemed to contain a spring of warm water. Suddenly, he felt a little greedy for this warmth.

"Greetings to Immortal Lord Yu Feng."

She stood on the stage and bowed.

Yu Feng saw that she had her brows lowered and looked as gentle as usual, but that day she was so strong and fierce.

Even though he had thousands of thoughts in his mind, his face remained indifferent, as if none of this could disturb his heart.

On the contrary, Yan Yun’s mind felt like it was exploding.

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.01."

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.02."

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.03."

"Guilt value..."

Yanyun:????It seems like she hasn’t done anything yet.

"Pick up your sword."

He spoke, emotionless as always.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yun quickly took out his sword.

The girl's sword was mottled and dull, looking a little ridiculous at this moment.

"Pfft..."

The crowd seemed to have opened the seal with a laugh, and everyone started laughing.

They were laughing at her helplessness.

Laughing at her, she was nothing without Yu Feng.

But she did not feel embarrassed. Instead, she smiled faintly and raised the sword, showing its worn-out appearance without reservation. "I don't know what you are laughing at. Although this sword is broken, it accompanies me day and night. I am a sword cultivator and I am proud of my sword."

Her voice is always soft, yet has the power to penetrate people's hearts.

The laughter gradually died down, and they stared at the sword intently. The sword, which was originally dull and lifeless, now emitted an incomparable radiance under the morning light.

"it is good!"

Wu Yue smiled and gave her a thumbs up. This was the backbone of sword cultivators like them.

Yan Yun felt a little embarrassed when he saw her unreserved praise.

Yu Feng's gaze moved from her sword to her profile, and he was shocked for a moment.

Yan Yun turned around and met his gaze.

He still did not stop all this.

What is he waiting for?

Will you wait until she sheds tears of embarrassment and runs away cowardly before showing her favor?

But she didn't need such disgusting charity.

Yu Feng's abnormality was only fleeting, he returned to normal and started today's class.

After a whole morning, Yan Yun finally witnessed the legendary Kunlun swordsmanship and gained a lot. Of course, if he could ignore the dense "accumulated guilt value..." in his mind.

Before leaving, Yu Feng stopped her.

"Your swordsmanship has improved."

His eyes were heavy as he realized that she had advanced, but he couldn't remember when was the last time he taught her.

It seems like many years ago.

"The cumulative guilt value is 99."

"Thank you, Immortal Lord. I will take my leave now."

She spoke very sparingly, never looked back, and slowly walked off the stage.

Yu Feng looked at her quietly, that strange feeling surged into his heart again. He always felt that this shouldn't be the case.

Jiang Qinghe came forward and first looked up and called out to Yu Feng, but Yu Feng just glanced at him without doing anything.

He was not annoyed, as he had long been accustomed to it. He turned to look at Yan Yun, complaining, "Junior sister, you bit me like a dog!"

"how come?"

Yan Yun didn't believe it, so he took Chuntian from him, rubbed its head hard, and then said seriously: "It's very obedient, it must be your problem."

As if it heard her praising it, Spring rubbed her palm happily.

"?? What do you mean by my problem? That's abominable."

Jiang Qinghe was angry, and relying on his height, he flicked her head hard and said viciously, "The dog debt must be paid by the people!"

"..."

What is this new term for a ship?

Yan Yun smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I won't bother with a child."

But after the whole morning, Song Qingyue didn't find any fault, which really made her a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she almost suspected that she was a masochist...

Song Qingyue stepped forward, his sleeves fluttering, "Master, let's go back."

"You seem a little strange today, is it because of my junior sister?"

She always says what she thinks, and has a spoiled and bold personality. When everyone is afraid of Yu Feng, she is the only one who is not afraid.

"You're overthinking it."

Yu Feng withdrew his gaze, his tone was calm and his eyes were like a bottomless pool, which could not be disturbed even without wind.

After returning to Jiuxiao Palace, he suddenly had the idea of ​​going to Songxue Peak to take a look.

The magic circle at the foot of the mountain had already been stained with strong traces of time. At the beginning, he was the one who personally carved the seal for her.

He placed his fingertips on the stone, but could not sense her mark.

The light disappeared and he was standing on the top of the mountain.

The howling cold wind was biting, and snowflakes were scattered everywhere. Except for a wooden house in the distance where only the roof could be seen, everything was white.

In a few blinks of an eye, he arrived in front of the wooden house.

Yu Feng pushed the door open and it creaked open. The furnishings in the room remained the same, without any trace of human presence.

And on the table, there was something quietly placed. It was the storage bag he had thrown to her that day.

"The guilt value has accumulated to 200. Congratulations to the host for completing the task effortlessly. An additional reward of low-grade spirit stones!"

Yan Yun paused as he listened to the guilt value that had been slowly accumulating from 99.001 and 99.002 suddenly soaring to 200. He couldn't help but wonder what Yu Feng was thinking about that made him feel so guilty.

It's really ridiculous!