The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Chu Bainiao looked at her with some confusion, wondering whether the young man would become her stepfather.

Yue Peihui touched her little head, squatted beside her, and asked: "If Senior Brother doesn't let you see your mother, will you hate Senior Brother?"

Chu Bai Niao shook his head, "I don't hate you, Senior Brother. You are doing this for my own good. You are a great benefactor to me and my mother."

Chu Bai Niao looked at her mother reluctantly, and finally turned her head as if she had made up her mind, "Brother, let's go!"

Yue Peihui touched her head and began to have some doubts about his own ideas. His ideas were always easily shaken when it came to her.

If it were before, I would never bring her to see her mother. That woman was destined to be a mortal. The deeper the feelings, the deeper the sadness.

If one develops inner demons due to the death of his mother, it will be extremely detrimental to his spiritual practice.

Over the next year, Yue Peihui took her around, and the two of them checked in at all the "popular" attractions in the world of cultivation.

By the way, let Chu Bainiao see the real power she possesses.

During the journey, Yue Peihui kept hesitating whether to let her kill someone, but every time the critical moment came, she would always soften her heart.

Forget it.

She was still too young, having just celebrated her tenth birthday, so there was no need to push her.

Anyway, she has herself to protect her, so it doesn't matter. She will have to slowly understand the darkness of the world of immortal cultivation, but not now.

Nearly a year later, Yue Peihui took her back to the island.

After only living on the island for a month, the island began to emit golden light and auspicious clouds filled the sky. This was a sign that the magic weapon was to be born.

From that day on, Yue Peihui sat cross-legged on the island, and a huge pressure enveloped the entire space.

Although the island had a magic circle to isolate the aura, the heavy aura like a mountain still made it hard for everyone to breathe.

Countless cultivators were attracted to the vicinity by the auspicious sign of the birth of the divine weapon. These young proud ones had never seen Yue Peihui, but they could feel the pressure from him.

They all retreated.

Afterwards, each of them occupied one side. As the magic weapon had not yet appeared, everyone remained calm and did not know the identity of the mysterious man, so they remained on hold for the time being.

While everyone was looking at the auspicious clouds hovering over the island with envy, they quickly sent people back to inform the ancestors.

The magic weapon is born! It is worth it for our ancestors to come out and fight!

More than a month passed, and the auspicious signs became more and more obvious and bigger, and it seemed that the magic weapon would be born in the next two days!

More and more people gathered around, and densely packed flying magical weapons filled half of the sky.

Under the sky, the spirit ships on the sea also surrounded the island tightly.

The old monsters from the major sects and families arrived late. They were originally full of ambition and thought that they would try their best to capture the magic weapon even if they had to fight everywhere!

But when he saw the figure on the island, he was suddenly shocked!

That is?

The Blue Moon Master Yue Pei Hui? !

In an instant, several people hesitated, looking at Yue Peihui with uncertain eyes, as if they were making some tangled decision.

Yue Peihui opened his eyes indifferently and said in a deep voice: "The fine iron for making the divine weapon was found by this deity, and I also asked someone to refine it. If you don't leave quickly--"

"As soon as the midnight hour passes today, I will start killing people."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone sneered and said, "Oh, you are so arrogant, fellow Taoist! Are you going to start killing people as soon as the midnight hour has passed today?"

"Who are you going to kill? Kill us? Kill all the fellow Taoists in heaven and on earth?"

"Then I am afraid we just want to see how capable you are!"

Yue Peihui did not respond, and did not even look at him. The higher his cultivation level reached, the more ethereal his aura became, and it was harder to tell his specific level of cultivation.

So if someone wants to die, he doesn't care.

Just kill him after the hour of Hai today.

An old monster who knew Yue Peihui immediately looked towards the person who spoke, and after catching a glimpse of a new face he had never seen before, he thought to himself, no wonder he dared to speak like that.

Those old monsters who knew the inside story immediately said, "Since this fine iron and favor belong to you, we will give you a favor and lead our disciples to retreat immediately."

"I hope you will give me the honor to be friends with me."

A few old monsters did not make Yue Peihui's title of Venerable Qingyue public.

How boring is that?

Although this group of people had never seen Yue Peihui, they had more or less heard of the name of the God of Death Qingyue from hundreds of years ago.

If we say it out now, more than half of them will run away on the spot. There are already more monks than meat in the world of immortal cultivation.

They all thought at the same time - it would be fine if they killed as many people as possible.

Seeing that they were actually planning to retreat, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

The smart one stood back calmly, thinking that there must be something fishy going on with this guy, or he might be some big old monster who just appeared to be young.

Others saw the risks but still maintained the mentality of taking a chance and turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.

Everyone knows the risks, but in this world of cultivation, which opportunity is not won by risking one's life to win?

Cultivating immortals is about fighting against people and against heaven. When chaos really arises, they don’t believe that this person can block the attacks of all of them alone!

Forget about the weak ones at the back, the old monsters at the Refining Void Stage and Fusion Stage standing in front! Every one of them counts! They all have to show their true abilities!

Seeing that one group had left, Yue Peihui closed his eyes again and waited quietly for the arrival of the hour of Hai.

Seeing his fearless and confident look, another group of people who planned to take advantage of the situation quietly left.

Something didn't look right. They had no chance of getting the magic weapon anyway and they were just planning to watch the show. There was no need to get so close, or they would risk their lives.

Boss Jiang took his three younger brothers, ran far away, and quietly hid on another island to watch what was happening over there.

Jiang Lao Er next to him didn't quite understand, but he respected his eldest brother's choice, "Brother, we are so far away, will it be convenient to make money from the dead later?"

Jiang Lao San said: "Yeah, big brother, isn't it too far? By the time we run over there, those space bags and space rings have been picked up by someone!"

Boss Jiang angrily smacked his two younger brothers on the head, "You two idiots, can you learn from me and your fourth brother?"

"Jiang Laosi, you go tell them!"

Jiang Laosi stared at that place intently, and said without blinking: "Although we may not get rich hiding here, we will not die at the same time. Look at the momentum over there!"

"He is a high-level warrior! Do you two know what a high-level cultivator is? He can just brush past you with a casual move and you will become minced meat!"

"What's the point of taking money if you're dead?"

Jiang Lao Er asked: "Why don't those people leave?"

The second brother Jiang was asking about the people who were doing the same business as them. The first brother Jiang was simply convinced by the second and third brothers and said unhappily: "How easy is this? They want money, we want our lives!"

The sun slowly sank below the sea level and the moon rose into the sky.

At night, the atmosphere on the sea became solemn.

The sea breeze blew the fluttering hems of the group of people's clothes, blowing across their cold weapons and bloodthirsty faces.

The crowd would not wait foolishly for the hour of Hai! They only needed to look at each other to understand each other's thoughts!

Just the next second!