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When Jiang Yan woke up from Shenxiu, she encountered a special obsession.

The dead soul born of obsession, infatuated with another game world that is virtual and out of reach for her, the sadness that she has tried her best to participate in but cannot change has always made her unforgettable.

Jiang Yanxuan hugged the shy girl, smiled and accepted her request, "Everything you wish will be fine~"

A new guest came to Daoxiang Village. She was a quiet and beautiful girl. Because of her superb medical skills, she was loved in this peaceful place.

"Sister Jiang, can brother Yu's illness really be cured?" Mao Mao, who was wearing a shofar braid, held his little friend's hand very nervously.

"Don't worry, both his and yours can be cured~" Jiang Yan comforted Mo Yu's little head, which was tightly pursed, and said to Maomao with a smile.

Mao Mao and Mo Yu are both orphans, one with three yangs against the veins and the other with a maddened blood poison.

"But I have a condition. Are you two willing to worship me as your teacher?"

Mo Yu frowned and thought for a while, then looked up to see Mao Mao's trusting eyes, and decided to pull him to kneel down towards Jiang Yan.

"Mo Yu pays homage to Master!"

"Mu Xuanying pays respects to Master!"

Maomao, whose name is Mu Xuanying, blinked obediently and showed a shy smile.

"So cute~" Jiang Yan looked at her heart softening into a pool of warm water, and tapped lightly between the eyebrows of the two children, and passed on the two suitable exercises that she had read in Changliu Library to their spiritual consciousness.

"You two have excellent aptitudes. If you concentrate on learning this exercise well, not to mention that this disease is not a problem, it will not be difficult to ask immortals in the future."

Mo Yu and Mao Mao opened their eyes wide and were so shocked that they lost their voices. They really entertained Jiang Yan. After the two kowtowed more solemnly, they exhorted.

"Go back and clean up first, and move to my teacher's place tomorrow, so that my teacher can wash your tendons and marrow."

Mo Yu and Mao Mao left as promised.

When the moon was bright and the stars were clear, a black robe stood quietly under the window.

"It's dark and windy this month, Mister Wuming is really in a good mood." Jiang Yan sat at the table leisurely and picked out the dim light.

"Hand over the Kongming Jue!" The black robe said in a cold manner.

"I have lived such a long time, and those who dare to threaten me seem to have very short lives."

The black robe is Wuming who is in charge of Yinyuanhui, the largest intelligence organization in the world. For the first time since he succeeded Youtianjun in Nine Heavens, he felt small and fearful in this seemingly innocent and harmless girl.

"who are you?"

"You don't need to know~" Jiang Yan raised her hand and a tongue of flame popped out from her fingertips, circled around Wuming, leaving a field of ashes in an instant, without a sound.

"You Tianjun is dead, Mr. Tang Jian and Mr. Li Fu should be able to deal with those water thieves outside the village, right?"

Outside the window, another man in a black robe was silent for a moment with a pale face, and replied hoarsely: "Thank you, senior, don't worry, senior."

The author has something to say:

Jiansan salted fish Jiluo is here, a little resentment and a little nympho, ahem, thanks to the little angel who voted for me to be the overlord or irrigate the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: a cloud piercing arrow, 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

The flowers bloom in the clouds, the flowers fall in the clouds, and the passing water forgets the fleeting years 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!