My host is very irritable

The fair-looking figure was saying something with her mouth opening and closing. He Yue looked up at her with a smile, and she was chattering away while sitting on the cloud.

Although her voice was faint, it was clearly audible to He Yue. He Yue did not interrupt her, and listened to her complaining with good temper.

After an unknown amount of time, the little girl waved to He Yue and disappeared. He Yue watched her leave, a trace of deep thought flashing in her eyes.

"It turns out that the whereabouts of the Heavenly Dao of this higher world is unknown, which is why the male protagonist with distorted values ​​has emerged. Now that I have intervened and the small world has been upgraded, that small Heavenly Dao has also come to this world with the upgrade of the world and has become the Heavenly Dao here."

Bingyi didn't hear what Xiao Tiandao said, she could only see her facial expression. She asked He Yue curiously: "What is she saying?"

He Yue thought of what she said and couldn't help laughing: "She was scolding those mentally ill people who almost killed her."

Bing Yi nodded and said, "Not only do I want to scold them, I also want to kill them."

The people who were cleaning up the corpses suddenly saw He Yue surrounded by a golden light that fell from the sky. The light was so bright that they could not open their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light was absorbed into He Yue's body.

After He Yue absorbed the golden light of merit, she thought that those scums were almost dead. Now they also had such a good living environment, so there was no need for her to stay here any longer.

As for the fights between their tribes and sects, that was inevitable. Just let them be. I came here to rescue Xiao Tiandao, not to help them solve their problems. Thinking of this, she prepared to leave.

He kept his word and took Bingyi with him, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

Feng Junyi saw He Yue gradually disappearing. She hurriedly ran a few steps, suddenly knelt on her knees, and shouted with a choked voice: "Venerable?"

He Yue heard her cry, turned around, waved at her, and disappeared in an instant.

"Feng Junyi from the Feng family respectfully bids farewell to His Excellency." Feng Junyi knelt on the ground with tears streaming down her face when she saw He Yue completely disappear.

Without the Venerable, all of them would have been wiped out. The Venerable saved all of their lives!

When the others saw Feng Junyi kneeling on the ground and kowtowed respectfully, they also hurried over and knelt on the ground, respectfully shouting words of thanks to He Yue.

He Yue, who was away from the crowd, felt a white light on her body, swirling around her.

"What is this?" He Yue looked at the white light and asked.

"The power of faith." Bingyi wagged her tail and answered with a smile.

"Where did it come from? How do I have this thing?" He Yue was very puzzled.

"The people you rescued only thank you from the bottom of their hearts."

"Well! Let's not talk about them. We are now in the world of cultivating immortals. I will find a place to practice in seclusion. You go find some spiritual chefs and buy some spiritual food."

"Okay." Bingyi nodded in response, then turned into a woman and disappeared in front of He Yue.

After Bingyi left, He Yue found a remote place with strong spiritual energy, set up a barrier, and began her secluded life.

Time flies, and a hundred years have passed in this world.

He Yue opened her eyes and found that her current level had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. She used a Dust Clearing Technique on herself and saw the storage bag that Bing Yi handed over.

She used her spiritual sense to take a look and said in surprise, "You bought so much?"

Bingyi nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, I have been keeping her for five years!"

"Bag?" He Yue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. What kind of words were these?

However, when she saw Bingyi looking for praise, she smiled, touched her head and said, "Great, well done."

When Bingyi heard what He Yue said, she was so happy that she jumped back and forth around He Yue.

"Okay, we should go!"

"it is good."

When He Yue left, thunder rumbled in the sky, as if to see her off.

Yuan Qingyue and Si Chen were refined by the fire day and night, and the scorching heat made them live a life worse than death.

Si Chenbai's body had long been burned to ashes, and now he was in a soul state.

He was fighting with Yuan Qingyue all the time. He hated this woman to death. If it weren't for her, he would still be the high and mighty young master of the holy land.

Instead, like now, I have lost my family and home, and I am still trapped in this dark furnace, living a life worse than death.

Yuan Qingyue was beaten so many times that she learned to resist. She hated this man because it turned out that his kindness to her was all fake.

They fought, cursed, cried and screamed in the furnace...

Time flies, hundreds of years have passed. The two were burned to pieces, and nothing was left behind when the wind blew away.

Broken World is over!

?(?o?o?)? (The next story, do not substitute the real case)

"Little sister, you haven't been back for so many years. Have you made a fortune? How much money did you bring back this time?" He Yue heard a woman's voice as soon as she entered this strange world.

When He Yue opened her eyes, she saw a woman in her 30s wearing a crimson coat, holding a bowl and looking at her anxiously.

There was a man in a black autumn coat sitting next to her. Although he did not speak, his eyes that stole glances at her from time to time contained greed.

There was also a little girl, probably four or five years old, who was eating with relish from the bowl in front of her.

When the woman saw that He Yue didn't respond, she couldn't help but raise her voice a little, and pushed He Yue's arm impatiently: "Little sister, little sister, are you listening? Why don't you speak?"

He Yue had received all the memories of this body in a few breaths. She looked at the chattering woman in front of her and really wanted to stab her to death. Hearing her asking again, she looked cold and asked in a flat tone: "Ah? What did you say? I was distracted just now and didn't hear it."

"I said..." Yan Xinghua suppressed her anger and repeated what she had just said.

"No! I haven't made any money in these years." He Yue took a bite of rice and replied lightly.

Yan Xinghua was furious when she heard this. Her tone became much higher and her voice became a little sharper: "How come you didn't make any money? What have you been doing for so many years?"

Her sharp voice scared the little girl who was eating quietly. She dared not reach out to pick up food anymore. She looked up at this one and that.

He Yue touched the little girl's head and said softly, "Go eat outside! I want to talk to your parents."

The little girl nodded, picked up her bowl and turned to leave the main room.