The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yue Qiong's expression froze, "?"

What is the Hedao Ceremony? Who is with whom?

Junior-Junior Brother Yu and Junior-Junior Sister?

Even if Tiangang was reversed, Junior Brother Yu and Fifth Junior Sister, or Senior Sister, would not be so shocking!

With the condition that Junior Sister is in, can she find a Taoist partner?!

Is it possible...

Yue Qiong recalled the first time she met Yu Mian. It was at the disciple-recruiting conference, and she was one of the several venerables in charge of recruiting disciples.

Yu Mian was taken away by Sheng Qing who intervened.

Did he already have the idea of ​​raising a child bride at that time? !

Junior Sister is really so terrifying!

His young face was full of mature temperament, and when he looked at Yu Mian, there was a hint of imperceptible sympathy in his eyes.

At this moment, Yu Mian was surrounded by three senior uncles in a triangle formation, with their eyes looking at him in the middle, either teasing, gentle, or sympathetic.

She felt that this was a judgment on her soul, like a vampire hanging upside down on a cross.

Fate showered her with holy water.

The guilty were burned in hell, the innocent went to heaven, but she was between the guilty and the innocent, and could not go to either heaven or hell.

They can only be forced to suffer in this embarrassing hell on earth.

"Masters, let's not talk about this for now. What is going on in the sect?"

In the sky, the sect leader who was having a lot of fun easily jumped to the bottom. His body, which was not even as tall as Yu Mian's waist, shook his head calmly and said, "This is a strategy to lure the snake out of its hole! This is what I planned after discussing with several elders."

"Because we suspect there are demon spies in the sect, we pretend to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but in fact we are waiting for an opportunity to act, and I am the key link!"

Yu Mian looked at this little kid, wondering when such a little venerable appeared in the sect and called himself the deity.

"Excuse me, little venerable, who are you?" It was the first time that Yu Mian met Venerable Fanli, and for a moment he had no impression of him at all.

Wang Zhi looked at this super youngster with round eyes, "I am the Venerable Fanli, or you can call me the Sect Master."

"metropolitan?"

"I am here!"

Yu Mian glanced at his uncles with a puzzled look, only to see them nodding secretly.

Gu Ruci sent a message to Yu Mian to explain the reason for the clan leader's appearance, and then told her, "Just coax him..."

Yu Mian understood what he meant, and called out in a firm tone: "Master! You are so amazing!"

"Haha...needless of course." Wang Zhi received the praise and raised his hand to touch his hair. Because it was not long enough, he did not put it up as a crown.

After Ning Yue landed on the side, she was in a daze for a moment, looking at Senior Sister Yu surrounded by her uncles, she felt indescribable envy, because she had so many elders who cared about her.

very nice.

After hearing that it was the sect leader, he quickly remembered what was left by Venerable Kaitian.

He took a step forward and said, "Greetings, Sect Master!"

"My name is Ning Yue, a disciple from Hengyang Mountain. When I arrived at the Demon Suppression Pass in the Northern Territory, I happened to inherit the legacy of the Sword Master of Creation. He specifically asked me to tell you something."

Wang Zhi's eyes rolled around and his brows furrowed slightly, recalling the defeated opponent in his memory.

"Lu Wu? What did he ask you to do?"

Ning Yue drew out her spiritual sword and performed a sword ceremony, "The senior said that he has figured out a move that is even better than that one, called Spring Breeze and Rain, and asked me to demonstrate it to you."

Wang Zhi lowered his head in thought, that guy is quite elegant.

"Show me!" Wang Zhi put his two short hands behind his back, which really gave him a sense of immortal charm.

Ning Yue raised her hand, and a gentle breeze blew, like a clear spring stream, bringing warmth after the winter and spring rain.

Then everything starts to grow, spring flowers bloom, and life flourishes...

There is not much murderous intent in this set of moves. Instead, it gives people a feeling of comfort, softness and gentleness, just like a spring breeze on the face.

Wang Zhi raised his hand and took the flower petals formed by spiritual power. The smile on the corner of his lips gradually faded, and his eyes showed the vicissitudes of life that belonged to his age.

"Many winds, moons, and autumns have passed, yet it is hard for friends to get together again after thousands of years." A childish voice recited the poem.

"This move... you old man won..." I have no chance of winning against you anymore...

His eyes fell on Ning Yue, and he saw the complicated cycle of cause and effect in her. He raised his hand and pointed, "Little disciple, I see that you have wisdom, so take this book and flip through it at will."

Ning Yue had no chance to refuse. A secret book suddenly appeared in her mind, with the words "Record of Common People" written on it.

She bowed and said, "Disciple thanks the master!"

Wang Zhi put his hands on his hips and raised his little nose to the sky.

Yu Mian watched from the side and added, "The Sect Master is so handsome and powerful!"

Ning Yue looked at Yu Mian, then said hesitantly: "The Sect Master is so handsome... so... awesome!"

“Of course not!” Wang Zhi raised his hand and grabbed his scattered hair, and said in a somewhat arrogant and milky voice: “I am the most handsome and powerful!”

He turned around and looked at Yu Mian, giving her a look that showed that you, my little disciple, knew what was good.

Yu Mian grinned, all of which was trained from coaxing Sheng Qing.

If you want to be promoted to a minister, you will be promoted.

After throwing those people into the cage and locking them up, she took Yu Mian into her arms without any hesitation, and looked at Wang Zhi with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

What does Mian'er praise as the coolest and most powerful?

How can you be handsome if you look like a little kid?

"They should be back..." she said, preparing to send Wang Zhi away from Yu Mian. This confused guy must not be fooled by this little kid's face.

Shengqing remembers that Yumian likes all kinds of cute little gadgets.

After the incident at Qingzhu Mountain was concluded, many elders who were away rushed back to jointly deal with the matter of the fallen demon monks who had appeared in the sect, as well as some other cleanup matters.

Wang Zhi curled his lips, turned around and was about to leave, then looked at Gu Ruci, ran over, grabbed her right sleeve, and pulled out the evil aura from inside.

"Little disciple, you..."

Gu Ruci stopped the clan leader from speaking, took out some cakes for drinking tea and tasting cakes from her Qiankun bag, and stuffed them into Wang Zhi's mouth.

"Master, let's go."

Wang Zhi saw that she wanted to hide something, but he didn't know why she wanted to hide it, so he asked through voice transmission: "Your body is very weak, don't use magic to deduce recently, you can still save yourself for hundreds of years."

Gu Ruci knew it very well, but the will of heaven required her to do so and she could not refuse. Somehow, there was a glimmer of hope guiding her.

Every time she measured, she felt she was one step closer to the end of the line, and she couldn't stop.

Even if it costs my life, it is worth it.

She must see what the end is.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

"I know what's going on..." She replied calmly, "Please keep it a secret for me, Master."

Especially she must not let her junior sister know, otherwise she would definitely stop her. Without being able to see the answer, she intuitively felt that more serious consequences would occur.

Wang Zhi pulled his sleeve and shook his hand, and a spiritual power covered Gu Ruci's body, "It can be concealed for a while, you take care of yourself."

He has seen too many separations in his life. He cultivates the great path of life, believes in fate but also does not believe in it. Every sixty years, he has seen through the blooming and withering of flowers. He knows that some things cannot be stopped...

Gu Ruci: "Thank you, Master."

Sheng Qing looked at Gu Ruci with suspicion for a moment, and the faint breath he had sensed seemed to be an illusion.

The eldest sister is still the eldest sister. She is calm in the face of adversity, gentle and cunning, and can even coax Wang Zhi, that old kid, into submission.

Seems like it has never changed...

[Recently, the book has entered the second review after 500,000 words. Alas, the book has been put into a small dark room and only friends who have added it to their bookshelf can see it.

But, it won’t affect my updates~ You can continue to read if you have added it to your bookshelf. I will work hard to rectify and change my ways as soon as possible! 】