The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

"Not only am I going to kill your daughter, I'm going to kill you too."

Yue Peihui finished speaking slowly. Seeing the stunned look on the face of the Piao Miao Sect leader, he smiled again and kindly reminded him, "Aren't you going to run?"

Instantly, a chill rose up his spine, and the anger of his daughter being killed dissipated instantly. He ran out without thinking!

After all, if you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

As long as he is alive, he will always have a chance to take revenge! Isn't he just a great perfection monk in the Mahayana stage?

He actually killed Yu'er just because she took the token and went to his mountain!

Such a narrow-minded person! The path of cultivation will not be very far!

As the sect master was thinking this, he suddenly felt a terrifying squeezing sensation coming from all directions. The next moment, everyone saw the sect master's body exploded right in front of them!

Minced meat and blood fell from the sky, covering the heads and faces of the unsuspecting disciples.

Yue Peihui supported his head, traced the bloodline of the corpse, and sent out several streams of spiritual energy. After making sure that all the troubles were resolved, he slowly stood up and looked around calmly.

The elders were so shocked that they trembled all over!

"Have I ever told you that my Qingyue Peak does not allow outsiders to go up there? If there is anything, the Sect Master and the Elders should contact me personally."

"It seems that I have been in seclusion for too long. Some of you think that what I say is nonsense, right?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the hall spat out blood! Their faces were pale and looked like they were seriously injured.

Yue Peihui left behind a pile of corpses and disappeared.

The Great Elder smiled bitterly and stepped out to preside over the aftermath. He sent people to clean up the bodies before speaking in a deep voice, "Re-elect the Sect Leader. I remember that the Sect Leader this time was chosen by you, Third Brother?"

The third elder nodded solemnly, "I will go to the Cliff of Repentance to be punished."

The great elder said earnestly, "Some of you may not know Elder Qingyue very well. Let me repeat, Elder Qingyue is just holding a sinecure position as an elder because of his master's memory!"

"It doesn't mean you can treat him as an elder!"

"A cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Stage! Open your eyes and take a look! How many people in this entire cultivation world have reached the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Stage?"

"Elder Qingyue used killing to prove his truth! He has a bad temper! You all should be careful with me! Remember today's incident very well! If he does it again! Even if Elder Qingyue doesn't take action, I will!"

……

When Yue Pei returned, he deliberately smelled the smell on his body. After confirming that there was no smell of blood, he returned to Qingyue Peak.

When he came back, Chu Bainiao was already sitting at the table, eating delicious food with relish!

The little head seemed to be buried in the bowl! The chopsticks were picking quickly!

Yue Peihui appeared quietly, so neither the outer disciple who was kneading dough to make snacks nor Chu Bainiao who was eating noticed him.

Yue Pei looked at the ten dishes and one soup on the table, raised his eyebrows, and walked behind Chu Bainiao with an unhappy expression.

The slender hand reached her chin and lifted her face up in an instant.

Chu Bai Niao puffed up his cheeks and looked at Yue Pei in a daze, "Brother Shi, Ni Hui is here~"

Yue Peihui pinched her face, narrowed her eyes and said dangerously, "Is it so delicious?"

Chu Bainiao nodded without hesitation.

Yue Peihui cast a dangerous gaze towards the outer sect disciple who had already been kneeling on the ground and paying homage respectfully, and caught a glimpse of his hands full of white flour and the tools beside him.

"What are you doing?"

The outer sect disciple did not dare to raise his head and said respectfully: "Seventh Elder, I plan to make some desserts. Young monks like to eat desserts."

Yue Peihui cast a heavy gaze on him, and then looked away for a long while, "Go on."

The outer sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief as if they had survived a disaster, "As you command."

Yue Peihui let go of the hand that was pinching Chu Bainiu's chin, sat on the other side of the table, raised his eyes and stared at her, staring at her so much that Chu Bainiu felt that this was her last meal.

She tilted her head and handed Yue Peihui a pair of chopsticks in a flattering manner, "Brother, eat, brother, eat too, the food Yang Yun cooked is delicious."

Yang Yun, who had just taken a breath, heard the little ancestor mention his name. The moment Yue Pei looked back, he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Replying to the Seventh Elder, the young lady asked me my name before, and I told her my name."

Yue Peihui felt somewhat dissatisfied, but this outer sect disciple was so aware of current affairs that he could not find any fault with him.

Just as he was thinking, his sleeve was carefully pulled by someone, and Chu Bainiao opened his big round eyes and said, "Brother, I took the initiative to ask his name."

Senior brother is obviously a good person, why is Yang Yun so afraid of him?

Yue Peihui snorted and said coldly, "Get up."

Yang Yun immediately stood up, washed his hands and continued to make the dessert.

Yue Peihui saw Chu Bainiao heartlessly started to eat again, and couldn't help but sneer: "Eat, you will have the energy to practice only when you are full!"

When Chu Bainiao saw him smile, he shuddered for no apparent reason.

In cultivating immortals, the most basic realm is the Qi Refining Stage, but Chu Bainiao’s path of cultivation is slightly different from others.

Yue Peihui first let her take a painful medicinal bath, called body tempering.

Chu Bainiao sat in the wooden barrel and cried in pain, but she didn't dare to stand up. Her two little hands were tightly grasping the edge of the barrel, and she was sweating in pain.

Yue Peihui sat outside the house with a gloomy face, listening to the wailing, a trace of pity slipped through his heart.

He stood up and wanted to push the door open, but then he thought of something, stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back and took two steps before speaking.

"Chu Bainiao, the road of cultivation is full of sharp knives."

"This is just the first bit of suffering. If you can't even bear this, I think you're not worth cultivating as an immortal!"

Chu Bainiao no longer had the strength to cry and she whimpered like a kitten, holding on to the edge of the barrel tightly.

After a long while, a soft voice came from her mouth: "I can bear it, brother, I can bear it."

She thought of the time when she and her mother suffered in the backyard. At that time, even a maid could bully her and her mother at will, not to mention Chu Qingran, Cheng Yilan and her father.

But everything changed when the senior brother came. The mountain that seemed invincible was pushed down in an instant.

Because the senior brother is an immortal, everyone respects him and everyone is in awe of him.

Whatever he says is what he says.

She also wants to be an immortal!

Tears fell drop by drop into the potion, Chu Bainiao sobbed, "Mother... Mother..."

Cultivating immortals hurts...

But she will persevere, and when she becomes an immortal, no one will dare to bully them anymore!

Yue Peihui sat cross-legged under the eaves, listening to Chu Bainiao calling her mother in a soft voice.

For the first time, I felt that just a few hours was actually torture.

When the time came, Yue Peihui quickly got up and went into the house. He used his spiritual energy to control the clothes and wrapped Chu Bainiao out, without seeing any of her skin from head to toe.

Chu Bainiao grabbed her clothes and gasped in pain on the couch. Perhaps because she had been crying for a long time, her voice was weak and hoarse.