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Yan Yin followed Mingshu for a while, but then he suddenly turned around and went back to where he was before, not knowing whether he received the news or something.
Why is a sect that cultivates immortals suppress the demons in its own sect?
"It's safer to keep it in front of you. ¡¿Harmony gave the standard answer.
do not think so.
Mingshu is sitting on a big rock eating, just to give equipment to the protagonist.
¡¾¡¡¡¿as long as you are happy.
The next day dawned.
Lin Jin withdrew from the cultivation state. He stretched and looked at Mingshu on the big rock. "Xuanji, have you been idle all night again?"
Mingshu said with a serious tone, "I am absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon."
Lin Jin: ""
If he hadn¡¯t seen her in a daze at night, he would have almost believed her.
"I'll get you something to eat." Regardless of whether she was in a daze or not, she was the boss now.
"Go." When it comes to food, Mingshu is very kind.
Lin Jin couldn't stand the contrast and couldn't help but rub her arms.
After Lin Jin got something delicious, the rest of the followers also quit practicing, greeted Mingshu, and walked down the mountain arm in arm.
During the day, they have to be at the training ground. Mingshu only teaches them how to improve their cultivation, but does not teach them spells, so they have to go to the training ground to learn these things.
After all these people left, someone came out of the jungle nearby. The leader was a middle-aged uncle whom Mingshu had never seen before, with a serious face.
Yan Yin, wearing a silver mask, stood lazily beside him.
As soon as they appeared, Mingshu felt someone sweeping around with spiritual power, and she was swept in instantly.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual, a few people took a few steps forward.
"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked.
Mingshu glanced at him, and unlike ordinary disciples who flinched when they saw the elders of the sect, he just smiled with a smile on his lips, and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Xuan Ji."
Xuan?
People from that place probably wouldn¡¯t send people here, it¡¯s just a coincidence
" Below are the outer disciples. Some disciples go up the mountain to practice on their own in the morning. It's not surprising that she appears here.
The middle-aged man obviously didn¡¯t doubt why she was here.
But her attitude and surname made the middle-aged man look at her again.
An outsider disciple could actually do this when facing him
He asked: "Have you encountered anything strange?"
Mingshu understands, it seems that Yun Yao didn¡¯t tell them
"Strange thingswhat counts as strange?"
¡°Perhaps Mingshu¡¯s smile was too soft, and the middle-aged man¡¯s serious face couldn¡¯t help but relax, ¡°It¡¯s something different from usual.¡±
"Do you think it's okay if you show up?"
""
¡°Is this yellow-haired girl trying to argue with him?
"Except us." The middle-aged man said.
Yan Yin¡¯s eyes fell on Ming Shu, and he didn¡¯t know what he meant. His eyes were very light, as if he was looking at her casually.
Mingshu opened his lips, "No."
The middle-aged man looked at her intently for a few seconds and said, "Morning practice is about to begin. Come down the mountain. Don't linger on the mountain. If you don't have anything to do recently, don't go up the mountain."
After giving the instructions, he sent people down to spread the message, prohibiting the disciples at the bottom of the mountain from going up the mountain.
"Brother, I will send her down the mountain." Yan Yin suddenly said, "Lest she run around."
"Junior brother, do you want to be lazy again?" A person next to him almost blurted out. It was obvious that Yan Yin had done this kind of thing in the past.
Yan Yin did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Senior brother, look at him, he always runs away when something happens!"
"Junior Brother Yanyin, this matter is of great importance. You are also a member of the Yin Sect, so you must do your best at this time."
¡°It¡¯s good if he doesn¡¯t mess things up.¡±
The others kept talking to each other, extremely dissatisfied with Yan Yin.
The middle-aged man also looked at him with a look of disdain, stopped those people talking, waved his hand, "Go ahead."
Yan Yin walked towards Ming Shu, the corners of his lips that could not be hidden by the mask raised in a lazy arc, "Little guy, let's go."
Mingshu still wanted to get some hatred points, but the group of people had already turned around and gone elsewhere, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
speedToo fast for her to do anything.
Those who cultivate immortality are willful!
Mingshu silently collected the things on the rocks and walked down the mountain.
The road down the mountain was very quiet, with almost no birdsong.
"Is the Bihai Stone where you are?" Yan Yin's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the mountains and forests.
"Master, do you want it?"
This is indirect proof that the Bihai Stone is really in her hands.
He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that she was actually here.
Yan Yin narrowed his eyes, but his voice did not change, "If I say I want it, will you give it to me?"
"If Master wants it" Mingshu drawled, "I really won't give it."
I will destroy whatever you want.
Isn¡¯t it very stylish?
Yan Yin suddenly stepped forward to stop Mingshu. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down at Mingshu and asked, "Do you hate me very much?"
Mingshu tilted his head, "Master, doesn't he hate me too?"
"What have I done to misunderstand you?" Yan Yin seemed a little confused, "I just helped you last night, how could I hate you?"
"Then you have to ask Master what he is thinking." Mingshu reached out and patted Yan Yin's chest with a smile on his face, "Why don't you let me help you dig it out and have a look?"
Yan Yin has a very strange cold feeling.
It seemed as if that hand had been inserted into his chest, grabbing his heart, and would be pulled out at any time.
He stretched out his hand to hold Mingshu's wrist, his eyes moving like a slightly rippling lake.
A lazy voice whispered across the lake, "You are so young, don't be so cruel. What you cultivate is an immortal, not a demon."
"What I cultivate has nothing to do with you."
"I am your elder. If you are so unruly, you will be punished."
Elders?
I will make you an elder!
Mingshu suddenly took action and struck Yan Yin's throat.
Let¡¯s give it a beating first.
Yan Yin was probably giving in to Ming Shu and not using his full strength, but in the end he found that he couldn't really move.
This little girl doesn¡¯t know what she has learned. She doesn¡¯t seem to have any offensive power, but she is actually very domineering.
"Shua¡ª¡ª"
The sharp leaves rubbed against Yan Yin's cheek, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on his smooth chin.
The branch fell in front of him, pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and hit him the next moment.
"Hiss"
Yan Yin took a breath.
He reached out to grab the fallen branch, followed his white hand, and looked at the girl opposite.
He pulled the branch with slight force in his hand, and Mingshu threw herself down suddenly. Yan Yin caught her, clasped her waist with one hand, and pressed her into his arms.
¡ª¡ª
I don¡¯t know where the mountain wind comes from.
He looked down at Mingshu and whispered softly, "Just because I give in to you doesn't mean I can't beat you."
The breeze blew through Mingshu's hair, making the smile on her face brighter and brighter, "Really?"
Yan Yin¡¯s face suddenly turned ugly.
The fingers pressing on Mingshu's waist became harder and harder, and it took a while before he said, "You're cruel."
"Thanks."
Mingshu pushed him away and retreated to a slightly higher place.
"We'll see, you will always be mine."
Yan Yin¡¯s figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
There are a few drops of blood on the ground slowly soaking into the ground.
Mingshu looked at the place where Yan Yin stood in a daze.
After a long time, she let go of her hand, and the bloody knife fell to the ground.
When she used the knife, she never thought that she could actually stab him and that he could avoid it
"Stand and let me poke youwhat does he want to do?"
Do you want to lower my vigilance and grab my snacks?
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