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

"She has been expelled from my sect. What else do you have to say?"

Yu Feng gave him a cold look and said, "If you have nothing to do, find something to do. Since you are so idle, Jiuxiao Palace is still short of a sweeper. You can fill the position."

Liang Xun was sweating profusely. What the hell was that?

Everyone saw how Yu Feng treated Yan Yun back then, so why did he sound angry now?

"Why are you still standing there?"

But he was the number one person in the righteous path, so Liang Xun could only hold it in. "Okay, okay, I am the junior who said too much."

Just sweep the floor!

"I thought I saw the wrong person. Uncle Master, why are you sweeping the floor so diligently?"

Jiang Qinghe, who was about to look for Yu Feng, felt that he saw the sect master when he passed by, and he didn't expect it to be true.

"You little brat, your master is in a bad mood right now, listen to your uncle's advice and don't go looking for him."

Seeing his silly look, Liang Xun, out of humanitarianism, scolded him but still kindly reminded him.

"I am his disciple, what should I be afraid of?"

"up to you."

Liang Xun ignored him and told him to do whatever he wanted. Don’t blame him for not reminding him when the time comes.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Qinghe, who also came over with a broom, looked depressed and confused. He just stepped into the hall with his left foot first, and he was scolded to sweep the floor!

Outrageous, extremely outrageous!

Liang Xun, who was gloating over other people's misfortunes, was happy, "I told you not to listen to me, you little brat."

"..."

After saying goodbye to the two, Yan Yun returned to Linshuiju. After all, her things were still there.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yan Yun packing up her things. Ning Wanwan stopped and asked cautiously: "Are you moving out?"

"Uh-huh."

Just like when she moved out of Songxue Peak, she really had nothing to pack. She had already packed when Ning Wanwan spoke.

"..."

Ning Wanwan said nothing, but lowered her eyes to hide the myriad thoughts in her mind.

She admires Yan Yun very much.

She once thought they were the same, but now she realized that she had been wrong all along.

"Thank you."

When Yan Yun was about to leave, Ning Wanwan caught up with him and said, "Thank you for teaching me so much."

"You're welcome."

Yan Yun turned around and looked at her with gentle eyes.

Ning Wanwan looked at her and felt reluctant to let her go. In her heart, she had already regarded Yan Yun as a friend.

Looking at her receding figure, Ning Wanwan regretted again. Why did she hesitate at that time?

She figured it out, but it was too late.

The disciples of Jianfeng were all surprised when they heard that Wu Yue accepted Yan Yun as his disciple. It was not because of Yan Yun, but because they were surprised that Uncle Wu Yue was so bold.

Inside Yuehua Residence, the two sat opposite each other.

"You are kidding. We have so many disciples in Changle Sect, why don't you accept any of them?"

The current peak master Meng Xuan was extremely helpless, "What will you say if someone asks you about it?"

"I have my own plans, you don't have to say anything more, brother."

Wu Yue obviously didn't want to talk more, "You know my personality. Once I've made up my mind, I won't change it."

"Master?"

Yan Yun, who had just returned, heard a sound from inside and reached out and knocked on the door gently.

"After all these years, I have only accepted her as my disciple. Aren't you happy for me, Senior Brother?"

Seeing that Meng Xuan wanted to speak more, Wu Yue's tone became helpless.

Meng Xuan moved his lips slightly and stopped talking. Forget it, as long as my junior sister is happy.

"come in."

Only after receiving her order did Yan Yun push open the door.

"This is your uncle Meng Xuan. Even though he looks so fierce, he actually cares about everyone behind the scenes."

The more Wu Yue looked at Yan Yun, the more she liked her. She stood up and pulled her to sit down.

"Uncle."

Yan Yun leaned gently against Wu Yue, feeling a peace of mind he had never felt before, like a boat with no support finally coming ashore.

"Ah."

"Greeting gift, now that you have entered our Jianfeng gate, let's not talk about the past, just stay here peacefully."

Meng Xuan took out a light green robe from his storage bag and handed it to Yan Yun, "This robe can block one attack for you."

"It's also possible to transform into a god, don't worry."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong, "I didn't say Yu Feng meant to hit you..."

Wu Yue looked at him helplessly. Why bring up this when there are so many other things to bring up!

"Thank you, uncle."

Yan Yun didn't care. She smiled and accepted the gift.

The room that Wu Yue prepared for her was particularly beautiful. It was obviously carefully decorated. When she opened the window, she could see the jasmine flowers in full bloom.

The fragrance of flowers filled the entire room, calming everyone's heart.

Wu Yue tailored a training plan for her, "Take a look, will it be strenuous?"

"will not."

Yan Yun lowered her head and took a few glances. It was not even half as hard as she usually was. These were all minor problems.

"You continue to practice "One Sword, Nine Roars". I will teach you the techniques for the Qi training period in the next few days."

Wu Yue nodded with satisfaction. "I have also studied Senior Brother Zhou's swordsmanship. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

"it is good."

She just wants to learn academic methods!

……

Because he had already made an appointment with Lu Li to go to the city, Yan Yun had to ask Wu Yue for a day off to let her go out.

Wu Yue didn't ask her anything, but just gave her a storage bag full of spirit stones and let her play.

It was still dark at this time, but she got up, opened the window, and a gentle breeze blew in, accompanied by the rich scent of jasmine.

The mountains in the distance lit up orange, gradually changing to dark blue.

When she came down the mountain, Lu Li was already waiting for her at the door.

He yawned, obviously looking like he hadn't gotten enough sleep, and he wasn't in the mood the whole way. If Yan Yun hadn't poked him from time to time, he would have fallen asleep while walking.

Because Baihe City is near Changle Sect, the entire city seized the opportunity and collectively planted some medicinal plants and spiritual plants to supply Changle Sect, and it was relatively prosperous.

The guards at the city gate checked their ID cards before letting them in.

"Has anything happened recently?"

Lu Li was naturally outgoing and asked another question out of curiosity.

"Alas! Recently there has been a human trafficker who specializes in kidnapping people, both men and women, young and old, and even many monks have fallen for him."

After saying this, the guard couldn't help but shook his head, "How could a cultivator be so stupid as to fall for it?"

The two of them smiled awkwardly, sorry, they were just that stupid.

"Brother, do you have a portrait of that person?"

Yan Yun's eyes turned, "I'm afraid we won't recognize the human traffickers we meet. If we meet them, I can tell you..."

"Sure, yes."

The guard took out a portrait of a man with a pockmarked face and a big mole at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Li originally thought that she was here to collect junk, but unexpectedly she was here to look for someone.

The two of them asked along the way before they found Liang Baidao's home.

Baihe City is a city after all, and it is countless times larger than Liyuan Town. By the time they arrived at Liang Baidao's house, half of the morning had passed.

This was a large mansion, simple and elegant, but before the two could knock on the door, a woman's angry roar was heard from inside the mansion.

"Kneel down, how dare you talk back?"

"I just looked at her a little longer, what's wrong with that? You bitch..."

"Snapped--"

Yan Yun silently withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door.

The slap was so loud that it could be heard outside!

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