Fairy, help me practice

　Dark shadows loomed in the curtain, and the shrill cry of a cat was heard.

　Mr. Hu's legs were trembling as he quickly led the two of them out of the yard, locked the door, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

　He grabbed Chen Yao's sleeve and said, "Brother, Jiu'er's safety depends on you tonight!"

　Chen Yao smiled and didn't say much.

　"But..." Mr. Hu looked at the witch, "Can I keep her tail?"

　The branches over the courtyard wall suddenly danced, casting shadows that spread everywhere.

　After a long pause, the witch said grimly, "That's easy to say."

　Chen Yao's back felt tight.

　……

　……

　Chen Yao was arranged to stay in the yard adjacent to the small courtyard, and it was already night.

　The dim lights flickered, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, as if whispering to each other.

　The hairs on his back stood up like needles. He had never been so frightened when dealing with a Jindan contact before.

　He didn't know what means these people would use to destroy the Hu family, nor did he know how powerful they were.

　Is it true that there is such a thing as a bad year, and I run into big trouble as soon as I go out?

　A mournful wail was heard from far away in the courtyard of Hu's house.

　After a stick of incense, another wailing sound was heard, a little closer.

　Funeral music began to play, carried in through the window by the evening breeze, sounding as ethereal as ghosts crying.

　Chen Yao knew that the genocide had begun.

　He sat quietly under the lamplight, silently practicing his mental skills, a small snake coiling around his wrist, and he played with the shrunken jade sword in his hand.

　There was a tearing sound outside the window, and the window paper was torn into four long cracks by a cloudy white claw-like object.

　Chen Yao turned his head and looked out the window, but there was nothing.

　The wailing sounds broke out in many places at the same time, and the Hu residence finally became chaotic.

　There was a hurried flow of footsteps, and many people were running towards the main door and the back door.

　The evening breeze that came in through the window brought with it the smell of blood.

　These murderers, witches and the like, may be independent cultivators.

　I have never heard of a righteous sect interfering in the grudges and hatreds of ordinary people.

　The more independent the cultivators are, the more dangerous they are, because they don't know the rules, are willing to risk their lives, and are willing to risk their lives.

　The wind in the yard was getting stronger, making a buzzing sound.

　The shadows of the trees outside the window seemed to be grabbed by invisible claws, and the shadows of the scattered branches and leaves were imprinted on the window paper, rustling.

　The door suddenly rang and someone rushed in.

　The jade sword in Chen Yao's hand swelled in the wind as he swung it, and a stream of sword energy gushed out.

　The person who came let out a delicate cry, took the sword energy head-on, and in a flash was in front of him. With a flick of her finger, Chen Yao's long sword flew out of her hand and stuck into the beam of the house.

　He subconsciously extended his middle finger and it sank into the two plump and juicy breasts. The touch was extremely familiar.

　The person moaned softly and slapped his hand away: "Junior brother, why don't you listen to me?"

　Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, then he looked up and saw Yun Li's cute and worried little face, and his heart felt warm.

Chapter 73: Jindan Evil Cultivator? How many pounds of fists can he eat?

　Yunli listened attentively. The courtyard was noisy and people could be heard falling one after another.

　She asked, "What's going on? Why are you here?"

　Chen Yao looked at her closely under the light and realized that her black silk stockings were torn and ripped, and she wasn't even wearing shoes. The apricot-yellow Taoist robe she had draped over her body fluttered in the night breeze that blew in through the door, and the hem of the robe was tattered.

　It can be seen how anxious she was in trying to catch up and find herself.

　What's more, he also saw faint traces of blood at the corners of her mouth.

　"Senior Sister, are you injured?"

　When Yun Li heard Chen Yao's first words of concern, the worry and slight anger on her face immediately faded away. She shook her head and said, "It's just that I got a shortness of breath during the breakthrough. It's nothing serious."

　Chen Yao took out a small pill and handed it to her.

　Yun Li raised the corners of her mouth slightly and took it and swallowed it.

　"Senior Sister... I'm sorry..."

　Chen Yao felt apologetic, knowing that Yun Li had probably failed to break through because she was too anxious for him.

　It was the first time Yun Li saw such a clear expression of apology on Chen Yao's face. She sighed and reached out to touch his forehead. "Why are you saying this to me, Senior Sister? It's true that Soul Refining Peak has gone too far. We must avenge this sooner or later."

　Outside the door, in the dark night, the wind picked up.

　Yunli frowned and glanced sideways towards the courtyard.

　"How did you get to this haunted yard?"

　Chen Yao recounted what happened today.

　Yun Li snorted coldly, unable to contain herself any longer: "If they dare to deduct your money, I'll have to consider their own strength."

　As she spoke, she leaped up and transformed into a yellow shadow that broke into the night sky.

　Chen Yao was worried, so he flew out on his sword.

　A muffled thunderclap like thunder rang out in the yard, and huge flows of soil were raised in every courtyard like flowers blooming everywhere.

　There was a sharp scream, but it was quickly strangled by the wind from the fist.

　When Chen Yao arrived at Yun Li's courtyard, only Feng and the people were left in the entire Hu residence, crying.

　The door burst open, and Yun Li's black silk feet, with torn soles and pink and white soles exposed, kicked out and stepped on the ground.

　She held the witch's neck with one hand and Mrs. Jiu's tail with the other.

　Mrs. Jiu's skin was as smooth as jade. Chen Yao couldn't help but take another look at her. Then he heard Yun Li snort coldly and threw Mrs. Jiu, whose chest was sunken, into the sky.

　Like throwing a rag.

　Mrs. Jiu's body drew a long arc in the sky, and it was unknown how far it would fall.

　"Is this monster good-looking?"

　Yun Li came close to Chen Yao and looked up to question him.

　He smiled awkwardly: "How can I be as pretty as my senior sister?"

　Yun Li pursed her lips, as if trying hard to suppress a smile. She tapped his chest, causing him to take several steps back. "As a junior disciple of Han Yu Peak, it's embarrassing to be detained by a few evil Jindan stage cultivators when I go out."

　Chen Yao was shocked. It turned out that this witch and the Ninth Madam had reached the Golden Core Stage...

　He couldn't help but sweat. Maybe they were afraid of him because he came from a famous family nearby, so they didn't dare to take action and just held it.

　"Thank you, senior sister."

　Yun Li raised her chin, snorted, grabbed the witch's neck, and broke it with a "Kohler".

　She rummaged in the witch's arms, took out a black iron talisman plate, and threw it to Chen Yao.

　"There's nothing worth looting from them. This thing was only interesting during the fight just now."

　Chen Yao took it and flipped through it, studying it: "What is this?"

　"The Ghost Commanding Talisman Plate collects ghosts and nurtures them within it, allowing you to command them during battle. It's also a worthy magical tool."

　Chen Yao input spiritual energy, and the runes on the iron plate lit up with dark green lines. The whole Hu residence was filled with the sound of ghosts crying. Although he could not see anything, he could feel the iron plate in his hand pressing down heavily on his palm, as if it was taking on a large amount of impact force.

　After a long time, the iron plate became lighter and the ghost's crying stopped.

　"I suspect the purpose of these evil cultivators is to use witchcraft to curse mortals and absorb their wronged souls into the iron plate. As for why they collect so many wronged souls, since they are all dead, there is no need for us to delve into it."

　Yun Li was attracted by the faint yellow light coming through the window, and then she remembered to tidy up her robes. She smoothed her messy hair with a little embarrassment.

　Chen Yao looked at the charming look she occasionally showed in front of him, and it felt like her furry hair had touched his heart, making him feel itchy.

　"Sister..."

　Yunli squinted her eyes and looked at him seriously.

　The two of them remained silent for a long time, with only the dim light from the paper window and the swaying shadows of the trees.

　A pig-slaughtering scream erupted outside the yard.

　Messy footsteps quickly ran into the yard.

　A hint of impatience flashed across Yun Li's brows as she looked at Mr. Hu who was rushing in with his men at the gate of the courtyard.

　When Mr. Hu saw the dead body of the witch on the ground, he sent people to rush into the room.

　People quickly reported back: "Mrs. Jiu is gone!"

　Master Hu's face turned pale, and he pointed at Yun Li tremblingly: "Villain! You, give me back my concubine!"

　He looked at the witch who seemed to be deader than dead: "It was because of your violence that you broke Lu Po's exorcism spell and caused the death of almost all my family members!"

　"I'll fight with you!"

　The young men who followed him also had red eyes and rushed towards Yun Li and Chen Yao.

　It seems that they are all members of the Hu family.

　Yun Li frowned, her face as cold as ice: "How dare you! Do you know who I am? I am... um!"

　Just as she was about to say that she was the eldest sister of Kuanglu Hanyu Peak and was doing justice for the people, Chen Yao covered her mouth.

　Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Chen Yao blankly, only to see Chen Yao directly command the iron plate to release dozens of ghost shadows.

　The courtyard was filled with ghostly cries and a chilling chill. Mr. Hu and his furious family members rushed out of the door in a panic, and the sounds gradually faded away.

　Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and retracted the ghost.

　"Junior brother, why don't you let me tell you about our lineage?"

　Yun Li looked at him angrily, very confused.

　"Evil cultivators are good at doing things. Besides, if they know we're from Kuanglu, will they kill us?"

　Chen Yao looked at the young man and began to feel a headache. He didn't know how long it would take to find Bishui Pan. The young man was a bit stubborn... It was exhausting.

　Yun Li's originally serious eyes relaxed slightly, and she thought for a long time, "Why are evil cultivators so good at doing things? Why do they want to silence people? Just silence them!"

　"..."

　Senior sister, don’t you think that what you said is very evil?

　"The Kuanglu Sect is, after all, a righteous sect. If we reveal our lineage, these people will be emboldened to accuse us, or even blackmail us. Not only will we be humiliated, but we'll also have to kill people. Otherwise, since we're already hiding from the Soul Refining Peak, wouldn't that easily reveal our whereabouts?"

　Chen Yao explained as he went into the house and set fire.

　Yun Li took a long time to react before suddenly realizing what was going on. She looked at Chen Yao and said with relief, "Junior brother, what you said makes sense. That's why you used the Ghost Commanding Talisman to create a false alarm, letting those people spread the news and make the people at Soul Refining Peak think it was an evil cultivator causing trouble."

　This is the advantage Yunli has over Huibai: she is straightforward and outspoken. Although she maintains the demeanor of a senior sister, she will admit her mistakes.

　Fennel has to be a little coy and embarrassed, trying to be stubborn.

　Soon, the two of them started a fire in Hu's house as if they were playing around. Seeing that the fire could not be put out, they took off into the air and quickly fled the scene of the crime.

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Chapter 74 The Red Dress Woman’s Mission…

　Fly more than a thousand miles.

　Chen Yao suddenly felt the back of his neck tighten, and the sword began to tilt. He quickly pressed the sword down to a peak.

　It was almost dawn, and the frost and dew on the top of the peak were so heavy that clothes were wet as soon as they touched it. Clouds and mist gradually rose.

　Yun Li followed him closely: "Junior brother, what's wrong?"

　"division……"