Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

In the garden, the young boy Shu Yuan was still practicing Dou Zhuan Xing Yi according to the method taught to him by Ren Yi.

His progress was very slow, and after practicing for many days he was only able to barely get started.

"stop."

He stopped Shu Yuan and walked to his side.

"You are a pure-blood demon, born with strong magic power. Why did it take you so long to learn a spell?"

The young man in front of me has long eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips, and he has a sharp aura.

"Maybe it's too difficult. Don't be angry, sister. I'll practice more."

Seeing Ren Yi was silent, Shu Yuan asked again, "Sister...your name...can't you really tell me?"

"Even if I tell you, you won't remember it."

This is just Shu Yuan's dream, and he will forget everything when he wakes up.

"No, as long as you tell me, I will remember it."

Seeing Ren Yi was silent again, Shu Yuan's face darkened, "Sister, are you injured?"

Random: “Hmm?”

Shu Yuan: "Your soul is not stable, and the energy field around you is also very chaotic."

Ren Yi never expected that Shu Yuan could keenly notice her abnormality even in her dream.

"Nothing, you can practice on your own first, I'll go and do some meditation."

Not until Ren Yi's figure completely disappeared did Ye Dun and the other two appear behind Shu Yuan.

The immaturity in the boy's eyes slowly faded away. He turned the ring on his finger and asked in a deep voice:

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Master, I found it. Are you sure you want to give it to this girl?"

Ye Bing was a little worried, "The backlash is still unclear..."

Shu Yuan raised his hand lightly, "I have made up my mind."

Ye Bing and the other two looked at each other and said, "Yes!"

Night fell again, and Shu Yuan brought a large table of food to the table.

"Sister, have you finished your training? Come sit down and eat."

These days, they eat and live together.

During the day, Ren Yi taught Shu Yuan magic, and at night, Shu Yuan would make various nourishing soups to help Ren Yi restore his vitality.

But what satisfied Ren Yi the most was the wine brewed by Shu Yuan.

If he couldn't become a monk, opening a wine shop would be enough for him to become the richest man.

Shu Yuan brought a bowl of hot soup to Ren Yi.

The soup is golden in color with a light aroma.

"Sister, try it."

Ren Yi took the soup bowl with his usual smile on his face: "It's such a big pot of soup, we can't finish it, let's ask them to come out and drink together."

Shu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air.

"Is it inconvenient?" Ren Yi's tone was still gentle, but his words made Shu Yuan feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. "Or should I continue to pretend that I don't know?"

"Sister..." Shu Yuan's voice became tense, "Don't get me wrong, they are just here to protect..."

"What's in the soup?" Ren Yi picked up the bowl and shook it gently. "Is it the demonic grass that made me lose my cultivation, or the elixir that made me weak?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Back then, I had an apprentice who treated me the same way."

Shu Yuan's whole body tensed up, "Sister, you misunderstood. I will never hurt you."

Ren Yi sneered: "Too many people do disgusting things under the banner of doing good for others."

Randomly stood up, "It seems that there is no good rice or soup today."

"It's better not to eat this meal."

Ren Yi stood up and glanced at Shu Yuan with a frosty look.

Shu Yuan felt that he had lost all his strength when he was swept by that gaze.

As soon as Ren Yi walked to the door, Ye Dun and three others were already kneeling there.

"Miss, please don't misunderstand. This soup contains a magical herb called Blood Soul Grass."

"Blood Soul Grass is a rare treasure that can nourish the soul, but to use this grass, you must use your own soul to nourish the Blood Soul Grass."

"The prince is consuming his own soul, stabilizing your soul!"

Ye Bing continued, "Moreover, very few people use this grass, and no one can tell what the side effects are."

Ren Yi stopped and turned to look at Shu Yuan, just in time to see him catching up.

"Sister, I know you don't belong here and you want to leave."

"You save me and protect me. I will help you achieve any wish you have."

"I won't stop you, but... Sister, never look at me like that again."

Renyou looked at the young man Shu Yuan in front of him. The boy's eyes and eyebrows, as bright as the morning stars and with a little immature, were very close.

Clean and bright.

She turned around, stopped briefly beside Shu Yuan, and then walked back to the table.

Drink up the still warm soup.

"It's OK, but not as good as your winemaking skills."

She looked up at Shu Yuan and said, "Don't do it again."

Shu Yuan was like a puppy whose fur had been stroked, nodding excitedly:

"it is good."