What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Chu Yaoyao was kidnapped by her master, and she was gently put on the ground before calling her master.

She sat at the door confused, watching the beautiful master squatting on the ground outside and doing something.

Zhuo Qingci walked around the ground a few times, determined the position, and drew a magic circle on the ground with his sword.

After walking around for a few more times, as if to confirm something, he finally took out a doll that looked very much like Chu Yaoyao from his sleeve.

He looked back at his little disciple who was sitting on the threshold obediently holding his legs.

It's such a small one, so well-behaved.

I want to rub it.

Zhuo Qingci's thoughts began to wander, and he suddenly remembered what he wanted to do and regained consciousness.

Chu Yaoyao blinked her eyes and looked back innocently.

"Ow!"

A small cut was made on his finger by the sharp blade of the sword, and bright red blood dripped on the villain's heart.

The blood spread on the strange material and slowly seeped through.

Zhuo Qingci lowered his eyes, squatted down, held his little disciple's fingertips in his hand and blew gently. With a flick of his finger, the wound healed immediately.

Chu Yaoyao was a little embarrassed to be treated with such care.

The reason she howled just now was simply because she thought her master knew that she was beating up fellow disciples outside and hanging corpses (?) in front of fellow disciples' houses, so she was preparing to clean the door.

After all, compared to the other three senior brothers who were not easy to see, she, Chu Yaoyao, could be said to be a major failure in the history of her master's teaching.

Although it seems that I have never seen Master teach anything.

The spices on the master's body seemed to have a calming effect. Chu Yaoyao, who was in the same room with an unfamiliar acquaintance for the first time, gradually relaxed and stared at the slender eyelashes of the person in front of her.

Zhuo Qingci placed the bloody doll in the middle of the magic circle.

"Master, what is this for?"

Chu Yaoyao, who was familiar with the situation, had already jumped out of her uncomfortable mood and stood up to take a closer look at the formation drawn by her master.

Learning, the ladder of human progress!

Zhuo Qingci took the sneaky man back into the house and sat on the futon on the ground with him in his arms.

Chu Yaoyao was held in her arms by her master's broad sleeves again, and she just wanted to poke her head out.

"Boom."

A thunder sounded.

Chu Yaoyao, who just stuck his head out: Damn it.

Zhuo Qingci didn't understand why his little apprentice kept coming out of his arms. After thinking about it, he pressed her down again.

A bolt of thunder struck straight down, heading towards the doll in the magic circle.

Just as the sky thunder was about to hit the doll, it suddenly paused and turned to attack Chu Yaoyao in Zhuo Qingci's arms, who was supposed to be promoted by the sky thunder.

Zhuo Qingci opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were always ethereal, glanced at the thunder.

The sky thunder immediately turned around and hit the doll in the magic circle like a dog-leg.

Chu Yaoyao's vision and hearing had been blocked by Zhuo Qingci long before the thunder struck down, and now the small one was huddled in the wide sleeves.

The first thunder struck down, and Chu Yaoyao's cultivation, which had been immobile for several months, suddenly relaxed.

Chu Yaoyao, who was practicing immortality every day, was shocked to realize that it was time for him to overcome the calamity and ascend to the next level.

More thunder fell one after another.

Every time a thunderbolt fell, it was like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Yaoyao's stubborn cultivation.

Chu Yaoyao couldn't hear or see anything now.

She felt like she was walking in the dark, surrounded by complex spiritual energy.

Can't find the way.

It's hard to move an inch.

Chu Yaoyao tightened her grip on her master's sleeves uncomfortably.

Zhuo Qingci was originally watching how the thunder struck the baby that day. When he noticed the trembling of the person in his arms, he remembered that although he had helped his little apprentice avoid the external damage and failure probability caused by the thunder, his cultivation would eventually increase. It's uncomfortable.

The pale golden spiritual power slowly condensed in the air and slowly penetrated into the little girl's eyebrows.

Chu Yaoyao, who was scurrying around like a headless fly, suddenly found a bunch of spiritual guidance floating in front of her eyes, and slowly followed it.

The majestic spiritual energy came from all directions.

Chu Yaoyao was enveloped by the huge and wild spiritual energy, and was almost washed away.

Upon seeing this, the fluttering spiritual power turned into a rope and gently wrapped around the waist of the little girl who was struggling with this huge spiritual power.

Chu Yaoyao reached out and grabbed the spiritual power rope.

The spiritual power pulled her gently and rescued her.

Chu Yaoyao, who returned to the path of light, stared at this ray of spiritual power.

This is definitely not her spiritual power.

Chu Yaoyao stretched out her hand, and the wisp of spiritual power slowly approached like Xiao Hei.

The pale golden light wrapped around her forearm gently and tamely, leading her forward.

Powerful, but not hostile to her.

Chu Yaoyao felt that she should have seen it before, its power was so familiar.

Chu Yaoyao was very sure that she was a genuine earthling.

I feel so helpless. Today, when I went through the tribulation, I subconsciously diagnosed myself as a native cultivator:)

It must be that the novels she read in her previous life were too complicated! I dreamed of it one day!

That’s right!

The sense of familiarity brought by the spiritual power was so strong that Chu Yaoyao was confused about who she was, where she came from, and whether she was a time traveler or not.

The last thunder struck down.

"boom!"

The spiritual power in Chu Yaoyao's body suddenly became manic and surged towards her Dantian.

The heads of several major sects thousands of miles away seemed to be aware of this and looked in the same direction.

"I wonder whose kid is going through the tribulation?"

At the same time, Chu Qingcheng, who was reviewing the previous plot with the system, was shaken and almost fell to the ground.

"Host?"

Ignoring the calm mechanical sound of the system, Chu Qingcheng staggered and barely held onto the edge of the table.

The normally dignified girl showed no signs of her usual pampering and self-esteem at this time. She was holding on to the table and shaking all over, her dilated pupils full of disbelief.

She just saw the scene where Chu Yaoyao was devoured by ten thousand demons in her previous life.

Chu Yaoyao's death was a knot in her heart.

She will always remember how Chu Yaoyao died.

That expression of fear, horror, disbelief and resentment.

No, no, she deserves it!

Who asked her to occupy the magpie's nest and was not satisfied, but made stumbling blocks for her at every turn and made her suffer.

A woman like Chu Yaoyao deserves to be killed by all the demons!

Chu Qingcheng closed her eyes. Those charming eyes were no longer sparkling when she saw others. There was madness deep in her clear eyes.

She, Chu Qingcheng, is going to trample everyone under her feet this time! Including that shameless thing Murong Zhao!

Is Chu Yaoyao also resurrected like her?

Hey, stop being ridiculous, Chu Yaoyao’s methods in his previous life will be useless even if he dies hundreds of times!

No one, no one can take away what Chu Qingcheng has from her.

No one can!

Chu Yaoyao watched helplessly as all the spiritual energy spun rapidly, rising slowly under her gaze, peeling off cocoons, and slowly condensing into a pill-like object.

That's her golden elixir?

Chu Yaoyao had just condensed her own golden elixir, and then she opened her eyes and took one look at her master before she fainted.

Zhuo Qingci lowered his eyes and looked at the cold sweat on his little apprentice's body. After thinking for a moment, he cast a dust-removing spell on her, and then he carried the little one who had entered the golden elixir stage in his arms to the bed.

too weak.

Zhuo Qingci reached out and touched his young apprentice's face.

Thinking began to diverge again.

The little guy brought back by the apprentice seems to be very weak as well.