The cannon fodder in the book turns into the daughter of the heaven

"Hey……"

Zi Wuji let out a long sigh, and a trace of sadness seemed to well up in his heart. What was going on?

Why is he always the one who gets hurt? He's the one who falls, he's the one who gets stung, but he's the one who's never had good things happen to him.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Yun Mubai looked at his master, who seemed to have a bit of melancholy on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Nothing, you are all fine! Is Master happy for you?"

Zi Wuji suppressed the slight feeling of loss in his heart and rolled his eyes in his heart.

Traitor! What do you want your master to say? Do you want to hear that he, too, wants a high-level immortal technique?

This is not the cabbage in the vegetable garden that you can get whenever you want.

It is a great honor for these disciples of mine to have such a great opportunity.

No, he should go back and take a look! Is it because the location of his ancestral grave is not right?

only……

He has been away from home for many years. Where is his ancestral grave buried?

Zi Wuji fell into deep thought.

"Master."

Yun Mubai spoke again, interrupting Zi Wuji's thoughts.

"I'm a little confused about what happened today. Why couldn't Fourth Junior Brother hear Wanwan's thoughts?"

He frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

"Yes, I don't understand either!"

Chu Yanhao also nodded, agreeing with Yun Mubai's words.

Feng Lizhou leaned back in his seat and glanced at Yun Mubai and Chu Yanhao.

"What's so strange about this? Look at the Fourth Brother's attitude towards Wanwan. If he could hear Wanwan's inner thoughts, he would definitely treat her as an alien."

Zi Wuji pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Feng Li's words make sense! Wanwan mentioned in her heart that Mo Qing remained loyal to Lao Wu, that traitorous disciple. I suspect that he will definitely abandon Ling Xiao Peak for Lao Wu in the future."

"Master's analysis makes perfect sense! Wanwan thought that she ultimately died at the hands of Fifth Junior Sister. Could Fourth Junior Brother have been behind this?"

Yun Mubai nodded and expressed his guess.

"If the fourth brother dares to hurt Wanwan, I will skin him alive!"

Feng Lizhou thought about what might happen and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He suddenly stood up from his chair, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He would chop off the hands of anyone who dared to hurt his daughter Wanwan.

"Li Zhou, sit down! This is just our speculation. From now on, please pay more attention to Mo Qing's movements and don't let him get close to Wan Wan."

Zi Wuji glanced at Feng Lizhou indifferently. "That idiot boy, you're always talking nonsense. You haven't learned a single bit of his calm and composed demeanor."

"It's getting late, you all should go back and rest! Tomorrow morning, we will leave for the sect competition. We can discuss anything later!"

Thinking about the warm fairy fruit he had just obtained, Zi Wuji couldn't sit still anymore. He had to take one quickly.

"Yes, Master!"

Yun Mubai and the other two stood up and prepared to leave. Chu Yanhao suddenly thought of something, stopped and said weakly.

"Master, there is one more thing that has been making me feel uneasy."

"What's the matter?"

Zi Wuji raised his eyes slightly. These children were still too young and inexperienced. They would panic and be at a loss when encountering the slightest problem.

Chu Yanhao took a deep breath and said nervously.

"We obtained the technique in an ancient castle. Wanwan found a magical artifact there, and that artifact entered her body. I'm a little worried. I wonder if it will harm her."

"Um……"

Zi Wuji nodded faintly, seemingly unconcerned. Then he suddenly paused, his eyes widening and his pupils shrinking.

"What? A divine...artifact?"

Zi Wuji's voice suddenly rose several degrees, so sharp that it almost broke.

The calm and indifferent temperament of being as still as a pine tree has long been thrown into the sky.

His third aunt and fourth uncle were so upset that his little heart couldn't bear it anymore. How could he survive?

"Yes, Master! But is there any hindrance?"

Yun Mubai looked at Zi Wuji's shocked expression and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"It should be fine! You guys go back first!"

Zi Wuji suppressed the shock in his heart and waved his hand to let Yun Mubai and the other two go back.

"Yes, Master!"

The three of them bowed, then turned around and strode out.

Chu Yanhao looked back at Zi Wuji in confusion, with doubts in his heart.

Why does Master look so devastated today?

After Yun Mubai and the other two walked away, Zi Wuji slumped down in the chair.

He was shocked too much today, and he felt a little out of shape and numb.

The divine weapon within Wanwan's body should be unaffected, as it possesses spirituality. Since it has chosen Wanwan, it will not harm her.

"hey-hey……"

Thinking that his disciples would surely shine in this sect conference, Zi Wuji couldn't help but chuckle.

Thinking of the shocked looks of those old guys, he felt secretly happy.

In the past, those old guys always laughed at him for having so few people on Lingxiao Peak.

Now let them see that good quality cannot be matched by quantity.

Zi Wuji sat alone in the chair, stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

He slowly stood up and walked to the next room. Looking at Xiao Wanwan sleeping like a pig on the bed, his eyes were filled with deep doting.

All the unexpected surprises that happened on Lingxiao Peak were related to this little guy.

Is it true as Yan Hao said, Wanwan is a little lucky star?

He bent down with a smile on his lips, carefully tucked the quilt for Xiao Wanwan, then turned and walked out.

He, an old man, also needs to take the fairy fruit quickly, otherwise he won't be outdone by those brats.

The disciple is better than the master. If you don’t work harder, it will be over.

……

"Fourth senior brother."

Liu Ruyan was delicate and weak, and walked into Lan Moqing's residence like a willow in the wind.

"Junior sister, why are you here so late?"

Lan Moqing, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and saw Liu Ruyan walking in gracefully. His gaze softened unconsciously.

"Hurry up and sit down. You are weak. Why don't you take a good rest so late?"

Liu Ruyan slowly sat down opposite Lan Moqing, her slightly furrowed brows filled with sorrow, her sparkling eyes filled with pity, and she looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Fourth Brother, I...there's something I'm not sure if I should tell you."

Lan Moqing stood up from the futon and rubbed Liu Ruyan's long hair lovingly.

"Junior sister, if you have something to say, just say it directly. There's no need to be so awkward and polite between us."

He never called Liu Ruyan "Fifth Junior Sister" because he was unwilling to acknowledge Xiao Wanwan's identity in his heart.

He has only one junior sister on Lingxiao Peak, and that is Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan lowered her head shyly, and a blush appeared on her pale face.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I'm not a talkative person, nor do I speak nonsense or sow discord. I just feel that Master shouldn't be so partial to one and the other."