Yaoguang Fairy Path

With a bit of curiosity and amusement, he approached Yang Tao and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yang, what do you think these two girls are doing?"

Hearing this, Yang Tao raised a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth, with a cunning glint in his eyes: "I don't know, but, hehe! Things between girls are like the drizzle in spring, continuous and dense. It's better for us grown men to not ask too much, so as not to get wet." After saying that, his eyes fell on Li Yuru, and Baili Lingfeng exclaimed and said no more.

In box 510, a silent "eyebrow language war" was taking place between Mingyue and Mingyi.

Mingyue was desperately trying to winkle, tears on the verge of bursting out. Her already bright and beautiful features suddenly became even more delicate, and her eyes were misty and pitiful. Mingyi opened his eyes wide, his heart suddenly sank. Does this girl know how seductive she is now? His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he opened his mouth to say, "What's wrong with your eyes? Is there sand in your eyes?"

Mingyue was devastated. She felt that her eye expressions had reached their limit, but the idiot Mingyi was completely unable to receive her signals. She couldn't help but feel anxious for a moment. The scars on her master's body were deep, and those dark and terrifying wounds were not ordinary injuries. In the first half of every month, the master would retreat in the Nether Palace to heal her wounds, but today, the master left the Nether Spring early for some unknown reason?

So, she began to whisper to Ming Yi, "Fool, shouldn't our master go back to heal his wounds? I really don't understand why the master would leave the underworld at this time."

After hearing this, Ming suddenly realized what was going on. He patted his forehead awkwardly and said with a smile, "So that's how it is. You don't dare to urge the master, so you let me be the 'mouthpiece'."

Mingyue coughed lightly, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "Hey, idiot, do you want the Netherworld Water that the master gave you?"

Ming Yi's eyes immediately turned rapidly, as if he had seen some rare treasure. He chuckled and said, "Of course I do. It depends on how much you are willing to give me, Xiaoyue."

Hearing this, Mingyue's face showed a pained expression. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "One bottle, no more. You know I often get injured when I'm on missions, and the amount of Netherworld Water the master rewards me with is limited. I can't give it to you casually."

After hearing this, Ming was a little disappointed, but he nodded and said, "Okay, then I will accept this bottle reluctantly." After that, he turned close to his master's ear and whispered softly.

The man's originally calm expression gradually turned unhappy. He frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Stop talking! Go back to the underworld first."

Ming Yi rushed forward, knelt on one knee, and raised his hands high in the air. He looked extremely anxious, as if the sky had fallen. He said anxiously, "Master, this is not possible! Your injuries haven't healed yet, how can you let us leave? Master, please reconsider and let us stay to take care of you!"

The man waved his hand and said calmly, "It's alright. I know my limits. I don't want to be disturbed by anyone in the next period of time."

Seeing this, Mingyue wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said with an apologetic smile, "Master, don't worry, we understand what you mean. As long as you don't chase us away, we will definitely stay quietly by your side and will not disturb you in the slightest."

In another private room, Baili Lingfeng was slightly startled upon hearing this, his bone fan swaying gently as if he were lost in thought. He raised his brows slightly and asked in confusion, "Why? Can't we share their joy, or help them solve their problems?"

Yang Tao smiled and shook his head.

Meanwhile, Mo Feibai, standing nearby, stared at Baili Lingfeng with a look of intense vigilance. Was this guy up to something? His eyes, sharp as an eagle's, locked onto Baili Lingfeng, as if he'd been robbed.

The eye hook would glance at Shuyao from time to time. Did he think he was blind? Although it hadn't been confirmed yet, the increasingly similar appearance of her and his mother made him 60% sure that she was the little sister he had been looking for for many years. Before confirming this, he had to keep a close eye on this guy.

Baili Lingfeng felt as if someone was staring a hole in the back of his head, so he slowly turned his head and met Mo Feibai's defensive eyes.

I was confused. No way! What's with that look from Brother Feibai? I don't think I've offended him!

Then, he sat up straight, a malicious smile on his lips, cleared his throat, and said, "Hey! Brother Feibai, why are you staring at me like that? You can easily cause misunderstandings."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feibai spit out a mouthful of tea, choking and coughing repeatedly. He averted his gaze and squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "Get lost."

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In an abandoned house outside the city, which was so silent that it seemed to swallow up all sounds, there was a heart-pounding murderous aura and fluctuations of spiritual power, intertwined with the dull sounds of whistling fists and colliding flesh, like a beast in the dark night quietly tearing its prey apart.

Luo Yunhan's eyes were as cold as frost. Seeing Li Cheng being entangled by the people of Wuji Sect like a leech, the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc without any emotion.

He walked in the air, each step was so light and soundless, yet it seemed as if each step was treading on the laws of the void, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

As he slowly approached, a blood-red magic circle suddenly rose where Xu Feng was, as if the gate of hell was suddenly pushed open, releasing a strong breath of death. At this moment, Xu Feng's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. He widened his eyes in horror, looking at the figure walking towards him step by step. It was a kind of fear that he had never experienced before, being so close to death.

"You...how come you are here?" Xu Feng's voice trembled, filled with disbelief. "Luo Yunhan, shouldn't he be entangled in Lingxiao Sect by that woman Shui Yunying? Why did he suddenly appear here?"

Thinking about what he was about to do next, the malice in Xu Feng's heart burned like a ignited flame.

He snorted coldly, a fierce look flashing in his eyes: "Humph, even if Luo Yunhan comes, so what? My precious daughter has already died at the hands of that bitch. Even if I, Xu Feng, risk my life, I will make her pay the price!"

Luo Yunhan's long and straight legs were like two giant pillars, standing firmly in the air. His eyes were cold and deep, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

He stared quietly at Xu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood-colored magic circle. In a cold voice without a trace of emotion, he slowly uttered a few words: "How do you want to die?"