She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

It was a rare and comfortable sleep, and Ling Xuan only woke up when he heard the birds chirping outside.

The shackles on his hands and Feng Jueqing were gone, but when it was just dawn, he heard Feng Jueqing vaguely telling him about the things he was going to go down the mountain, so he didn't think it was very strange.

He yawned and got up, opened the door, but couldn't help rubbing his eyes to make sure that he saw nothing wrong.

Eleven Swords knelt upright in front of the white marble steps at the entrance of the hall. When he saw Ling Xuan coming out, he immediately knelt down and said, "I beg Master Ling to be merciful, please save elder brother!"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Ling Xuan wondered if the way he got up was wrong, why did he seem to be the savior when he woke up?It's better to lie back and get up again to have a look.

……

In the Corpse Demon Palace, surrounded by fragrant mist, Lan Juexin was reclining on the soft golden pillow, chatting with Feng Jueqing and Hua Jueai.

It was still early in the day, and the Wuji Palace would not open so early. After all, he Lan Juexin sent good things there yesterday, so it was impossible to wake up so early today anyway.

He still has that confidence.

At the corner of his mouth hangs a smile that looks elegant to strangers and sinister to acquaintances. It is not without reason that he is called the most insidious of the six devil emperors.

"I said, sixth son, why did you come here so early in the morning?" Hua Juaiai smiled softly, looked at Feng Jueqing full of ridicule, and said, "Didn't fourth son give you a big gift yesterday? Why didn't you Didn't make a move?"

"No. I just ate too much yesterday, and I was a little stagnant." Feng Jueqing said calmly, without any intention of being molested.

Hua Jue'ai was quite bored, shrugged her shoulders and felt a throbbing pain in her head, and gasped on the spot.

"Second Master Shi, is your illness getting worse recently?" Lan Juexin frowned, got up and went to the side to get the medicine, and said, "What's going on with you and that Yan Shuqing? I sleep by myself at night, are my hands and feet cold and unconscious?"

"Knowing his identity, how can I hug him to sleep? Rather, seeing him reminds me of the past. Now it doesn't hurt so much, but it's also awkward." Hua Juai's finger dipped The tea draws circles on the table and said sleepily.

Feng Jueqing and Lan Juexin looked at each other, and Feng Jueqing spoke calmly.

"You still like him."

Hua Jue'ai suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her watery peach eyes moved from Feng Jueqing's face to Lan Juexin's face, she shook her head and said, "If it's Yan Shuyu, I might really like Yan Shuqing. But Hua Jue'ai... …I don’t know Yan Shuqing at all.”

Seeing that both Feng Jueqing and Lan Juexin seemed hesitant to speak, he waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Stop talking about such a depressing topic, fourth son, don't you have a pretty red red one in your palace?" Fox? Why is it missing? Come and play with me?"

Mentioning the fox, Lan Juexin became depressed, stirred the ashes in the incense burner, and said, "I ran away two days ago, I don't know where I went!"

It seemed that the atmosphere became more depressed, the corners of Hua Jue'ai's mouth twitched, and she turned the topic to Feng Jueqing, and said, "What about you? I heard that you seemed to have done something yesterday, did you become a bit ruthless? Feng Jue's thirteen swords followed I've been with you for so many years, if you treat them like this, won't you be afraid of their disappointment?"

"I didn't need them in the first place, it was forced by the master." Feng Jueqing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said: "I said at the beginning, if it goes against my will, I won't keep them."

"You...sometimes you have a really bad personality." Hua Juaiai shook her head, then stood up, "Forget it, I'm going back to Huamo Palace, my wife lives there, I really feel chills at any time .”

"Remember to take your medicine! Are you planning on me going to the Flower Demon Palace every night to watch you take your medicine?" Lan Juexin frowned and said viciously.

Hua Jueai stuck out her tongue playfully, and it seemed like a cloud of bright red haze slipped away.

"Hmph!" Lan Juexin snorted domineeringly, and seeing Feng Jueqing was still sitting there calmly, he said, "Are you going to wait here or what?"

"I'll wait here. Since I want to teach them a lesson, I can't be too soft-hearted."

"Second senior brother's words are true. This thing is for you, and it contains all the things you need to go down the mountain. It's just that you two go down the mountain. Don't miss the date of the Tianding Mountain appointment."

"No mistake, we will walk slowly to Yancheng."

"That's good." Lan Jue paused for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "You really didn't eat Ling Xuan last night?"

"I will wait for him when he wants, we have plenty of time, there is no rush." ​​Feng Jueqing frowned slightly, and replied calmly.

"Time is limited. With your cultivation base aptitude, even if we don't go well in finding herbs, we will surely ascend within 200 years. It is a question of whether Ling Xuan can cultivate to the stage of crossing the catastrophe in 200 years. After all, his root The bones are like that... Even if you can ascend, there will be hundreds of years of separation between the two of you, aren't you worried?" Lan Juexin raised a worrying question, not because he likes to be annoying , but some issues must be carefully considered.

"I'm really worried." Feng Jueqing thought for a while, and said, "Hundreds of years... How many people can Xuan hook up with?"

……

Ling Xuan hurriedly asked what was going on and followed Eleven Swords to where they lived.

I don't know the details, but it is said that because of him, Feng Jueqing actually let Yijian commit suicide to apologize?

Where did he offend himself?Why don't you know?

Hastily rushing into the house where he used to come in to steal clothes in the middle of the night, he saw Feng Jue's thirteen swords had all arrived, and each of them was urging him to wipe the long sword silently.

When Ling Xuan opened the door and came in, Yijian raised his head and glanced at him. He couldn't tell what the look was in his eyes, so he lowered his head and held the sword around his neck.

"Big Brother, Big Brother! Wait!" Siwu Liuqiuba rushed forward and pulled one of Yijian's limbs one by one, and managed to prevent the sword from piercing Yijian's throat.

"Brother, don't worry! Master Ling is here! If he goes to intercede, the master will definitely forgive you this time!" Eleven Jian knelt in front of Yi Jian, holding his knees with both hands, begging for mercy in an urgent tone .

"No need! You don't need to ask him! Even if the master spares my life this time, there will be another time." Yijian seemed to be determined to die, and his arm dragged several people slowly to approach the sword edge own neck.

Ling Xuan stood there, furious two seconds later.

"I'm sorry, can you tell me what happened? Are you annoyed that you died early in the morning?" Ling Xuan flipped the table, and the suddenly raised volume startled everyone.

"Hmph! It has nothing to do with you! The master told me to die, so I have to die." Yijian glanced at Ling Xuan with disdain, and said.

"Brother, shut up!" Eleven Jian didn't care about his seniority at this time, he yelled at Yijian, and then said to Ling Xuan: "Master Ling. Brother is just... a little dissatisfied with you, but the chief found out. So the master asked him to commit suicide. Big Brother is definitely just being confused for a while, please ask Master Ling to intercede with Master!"

Ling Xuan understood, and glanced at the faces of everyone in the room one by one, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, and said, "I thought it was something? Is that all? I know. Get up and follow me to find Heartless."

"Will Master Ling forgive elder brother? I will thank you on behalf of elder brother!" Eleven Jian was overjoyed, knowing that Master Ling was soft-hearted and would not let Yijian commit suicide.

Before leaving, Ling Xuan stood at the door, paused, and said, "Your dissatisfaction... I understand."

He turned his head, showed a slightly bitter smile at the thirteen people, and said, "I know I'm not as good as him, but I decided to give myself some time to work hard... Tell you! I have cultivated to the Golden Core! It only took three years. Only a year!"

After three years of condensing the golden elixir, the speed of cultivation is frightening to the world. All 13 people showed a look of surprise.Even Eleven Swords and Thirteen Swords thought that Ling Xuan had practiced for at least ten years, and his cultivation base suddenly improved after following Feng Jueqing and obtained some treasures.

"I will try my best to be qualified to stay by his side, so I didn't take those gossips to heart. But you are different, you are heartless confidantes, so it is only you...you can give me a little more time." Ling Xuan Sighing, he put a bottle of medicine on the table, and said, "Don't go with Eleven Swords. After kneeling all night, Bai Yu's air is very cold. Even if your physique is good, you have to be careful. You can fight in a while." Take a pot of hot water, put three drops of this medicine into the water, soak until the water is cold."

"Master Xie Ling." Eleven Sword stepped forward to take it, and looked at the other people in a blink of an eye. Seeing that their eyes were touched, but they didn't speak, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When a group of people came to the Corpse Demon Palace to find Feng Jueqing, he was not surprised, he just cast a completely different gaze on Ling Xuan and Yijian who was kneeling a few meters away.

"You came so fast. Xuan, you are really easy to talk to." Knowing what they came for, and even deliberately causing this scene, Feng Jueqing stretched out his hand to Ling Xuan.

"Then you will forgive Yijian this time? Anyway, I don't care." Ling Xuan let him lead him to his side and said.

"It's not that you don't care." Feng Jueqing shook his head and said, "You just pretended not to care."

Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but Feng Jueqing raised his hand to stop him.

"I know you still have dissatisfaction in your hearts." He said, but the sword below did not deny it.

"Then I will allow you to have these grievances, and then I will witness that there will be a day when there will be no gossip."

Yijian's body trembled, and he couldn't help but speak.

"The master trusts him like that?" he asked.

"I believe. He is better than everyone imagined. Anyone who looks down on him will regret it in the future." He said domineeringly, and embraced the deeply touched person.

After Feng Jue Thirteen Swords left, Feng Jueqing took Ling Xuan back to Ling Feng Pavilion, and saw that the latter kept raising his hands to cover his eyes, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing." Ling Xuan smiled, and said, "I feel a bit bad... If this continues, I'm really going to fall in love with you."

"Then fall in love with me." Pulling Ling Xuan's hand away, looking at his reddish eyes and nose, Feng Jueqing smiled slightly and said, "I think I'm good enough to be worthy of your love."

"I've never seen such a narcissistic person!" Ling Xuan smiled, but his tone was strange.

"Xuan." Feng Jueqing hugged him in his arms, greedy for the breath, and said: "Tomorrow we will go down the mountain and set off for Yancheng."

"Really?"

"Well. I have everything ready! I'm leaving tomorrow!" Just the two of us.

……

Just the two of us.

Feng Jueqing originally thought so.But when he saw Ling Ying following up, he felt inexplicably upset.

What a big light bulb.