After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

At the same time, somewhere in the upper world, a man in black robes spit out a mouthful of blood. He reached out and touched it with a ferocious expression on his face.

"waste!"

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Yu Menghuan's physical body has been destroyed, and the inner demons in her body have also disappeared, leaving only a transparent soul that is almost dissipated.

That was Yu Menghuan's original appearance, just like the way Mu Nanxi first saw her. The girl had delicate features and a charming smile.

Wearing her favorite pink and blue dress, she looked like a delicate little white flower.

At this moment, there was no resentment or unwillingness on her face, but only relief.

"Senior Sister Mu, Meng Huan owes you an 'I'm sorry', and I don't expect you to forgive me."

Mu Nanxi looked at the soul floating in the air with mixed feelings in her heart, and finally she raised a warm smile.

"Yu Menghuan, I forgive you. I hope you will be safe and happy in your next life."

Yu Menghuan in the soul body obviously didn't expect that after going through so many things, Mu Nanxi would forgive herself so easily.

A tear slipped down her cheek, and she suddenly understood why those people liked Mu Nanxi.

"Well, with your good words, I hope you will be safe and happy in the future. So...goodbye."

Yu Menghuan's soul was dissipating little by little. Upon seeing this, Yan Luochen immediately cast a spell and caught her remaining soul in his hands.

Mu Nanxi looked at Yan Luochen in surprise. The man turned his head, smiled back at her, and looked at Ye Junhan.

"Do you have any objection to me taking Meng Huan's remnant soul away?"

Ye Junhan just looked at him steadily and said nothing. Yan Luochen knew that the man agreed.

After putting away Yu Menghuan's remaining soul, Yan Luochen walked up to Ye Junhan and Mu Nanxi and began to say goodbye to them.

"The matter here is over, it's time for me to return to the Demon Abyss."

Yan Luochen looked at Mu Nanxi, his expression as unrestrained as before, "This is farewell. We probably won't see each other again for a long time. Little girl, you and your master are fine."

As he spoke, the man reached out and ruffled Mu Nanxi's hair. The latter slapped his hand away in disgust.

He also gave him a roll of his eyes. Yan Luochen was not angry. He retracted his hand and looked at Ye Junhan.

"Your little disciple is really nice, treat her well."

Ye Junhan just glanced at him lightly, stretched out his hand to take Mu Nanxi into his arms, "Of course."

"Yo yo yo, I know you have a sharp eye, okay, then we... will see you later."

"Well, there will be a period later."

Yan Luochen turned around to leave when suddenly Mu Nanxi's voice sounded behind him. The man turned around and saw the girl taking out a huge food box from the storage ring.

Mu Nanxi handed the food box to Yan Luochen, "Here, it's for you."

Yan Luochen's eyes fell on the huge food box, and he could faintly smell the sweet taste of pastries.

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you make it especially for me?"

Mu Nanxi couldn't get used to Yan Luochen's carefree appearance, so she smiled and said, "No, I made too much and couldn't finish it. I was planning to give him a little milkshake."

Hearing this, Yan Luochen laughed helplessly and wanted to reach out and ruffle the girl's hair again, but Mu Nanxi dodged it.

"If you do it again, I will let my Jun Han chop off your claws!"

The man retracted his hand and took the food box smoothly, "Then thank you, Xiao Xixi, for the pastries specially made for me."

Mu Nanxi raised her chin with an arrogant look and said sternly, "I told you, I didn't do it specially for you!"

"Okay, okay, then just think... I have robbed your spiritual beast of food."

"Yeah, that's pretty much it, you can get out."

Yan Luochen didn't say anything else, nor was he angry. He picked up the food box and left quickly.

Mu Nanxi watched Yan Luochen leave. After all, they had been together for so long, and now that they were separated, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Junhan stepped forward, took the girl into his arms, and gently pressed his thin lips to her forehead, "Being hurt by other men in front of my master will be a taste of it."

With a "Pfft" sound, Mu Nanxi was immediately amused by the man's words and laughed out loud.

The girl put her arms around the man's waist and rubbed her head against his chest, "I was wrong. Jun Han, don't be unhappy, and don't be offended."

Ye Junhan was not really unhappy, but he was indeed a little jealous. He gently raised his little disciple's chin and kissed her hard on the lips.

"Well, it's not an example."

Now, the big thing is over. Ye Junhan used magic to save the Wuji Sect disciples who were tortured to death, and then restored the Wuji Sect to its original appearance.

After everything was taken care of, Ye Junhan took Mu Nanxi back to Tianyi Sect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two came back, they met Ji Yunheng head-on. The young man's eyes fell on their interlocked hands.

The expression on his face was a little surprised, but soon a flash of relief flashed across his face, and Ji Yunheng looked at Mu Nanxi with complicated eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "Nan Xi...can we talk alone?"

Feeling the hand holding her tighten, Mu Nanxi patted the back of Ye Junhan's hand comfortingly, and then nodded to Ji Yunheng with a calm expression.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll be right back."

Ye Junhan was still reluctant to let go. Mu Nanxi smiled, stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. The man reluctantly let go.

Mu Nanxi walked towards Ji Yunheng with a calm expression, "Let's talk over there."

"……it is good."

The two of them walked to the side, which was not a hidden place, and Ye Junhan looked at them behind them.

Mu Nanxi: "What do you want to tell me?"

Ji Yunheng looked at the girl intently for a long time, and finally said, "Meng Huan..."

"She...is dead. You know, she has done so many wrong things, and eradicating her is a last resort."

"I know...I just...feel ashamed of her because I didn't keep my promise to protect her forever."

Ji Yunheng looked guilty and remorseful, which made Mu Nanxi want to laugh, and she did laugh.

Hearing the laughter, Ji Yunheng looked at Mu Nanxi in disbelief, with a complicated expression, "You..."

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. But..." The girl's expression suddenly became serious, and the smile on her face disappeared.

"Belated affection is worse than grass. What's the meaning of what you are saying now?"

Ji Yunheng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mu Nanxi, "No need to explain to me, I'm not interested in knowing."

It was obvious that Ji Yunheng's face turned pale after hearing Mu Nanxi's words.

The young man murmured his lips a few times, and finally said slowly, "Nan Xi, you and the Immortal Lord..."

Mu Nanxi looked at Ji Yunheng with an almost mocking look, and suddenly chuckled, "Isn't it obvious? Jun Han and I are together?"

"But you are master and apprentice! How can you..."

"What's wrong with master and disciple? Master and disciple are not human beings anymore? As long as they are human beings, they will have emotions and desires. If they see each other, they will be together.

And, in what capacity are you trying to stop us?With your status as the son of your sect?Or... the identity that I was chasing? "

This sentence directly broke through Ji Yunheng's thoughts. Seeing the guilty face of the young man after being exposed, Mu Nanxi suddenly felt extremely disgusted.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't want to have anything to do with this man, or get involved between him and Yu Menghuan.

But things backfired. Not only did she get involved, she also caused so many things.

Mu Nanxi knew that today was the best chance to make a final decision, and it was best to kill him with a fatal blow.

So the girl raised her head, looked directly into Ji Yunheng's eyes, and said word by word, "Ji Yunheng, you really make me sick."

After saying that, he walked away regardless of his reaction.