Dressed as a scumbag and survived with a vest

Yan Qing finally decided to invite Wu Jinyun back to the Qing Lingzong.

The child ran away from home, expressing that he did not want to have anything to do with the Qing Lingzong. He tried to get him back, and finally let the child return to Bahuang. Anyone seemed crazy.

Besides, he really couldn't let Wu Jinyun go.

Thinking of him having no father and no mother, being hunted down, pity him, and worry about his safety.

Even if Wu Jinyun's attitude was indifferent, he couldn't let it go.

Yan Qing patted her forehead and sighed helplessly.

Now that Miao Tianyang gave up his pick, he could only bite the bullet.You can't tell the child that Miao Tianyang doesn't want you now, so go away.

Such words are too hurtful.

Hope the kid is doing better.

Speaking of it, the child's ability to let Sister Lian go shows that he is very kind in nature, remembers kindness very much, and is easy to soften his heart.

Such a child needs to be coaxed a little.

If he really doesn't like himself, then he can bring it back to Qing Lingzong and give it to others as disciples.

Qilin grabbed Wu Jinyun's hand and gurgled to drink blood, narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression of enjoyment.

The blood of the pure blood of the witch clan is not only delicious, but also can benefit him greatly, so that he will not be hungry.

Over the years, the relationship between one person and one servant has been symbiotic and helped each other.

It's just that every time it eats, it has to drink a lot of blood, which makes the owner very uncomfortable.

Now the owner is still a cub and was injured again. He originally wanted to take a break, but he was really hungry.

Smacking his lips, Qilin said: "Master, you are in a good mood today, I feel it in your blood."

Wu Jinyun's eyes were cold, "Have you finished eating?"

Qilin reluctantly let go of his hand and licked his lips, "Actually, I'm not full...I'm worried that the master will not be able to bear it, so I will only eat a little bit, and eat more next time."

"Not full? Just eat a little?" Wu Jinyun smiled angrily, raising his thin arms with two rows of obvious teeth marks on them, "You're almost sucking me dry, are you still full?"

Qilin quibbled, "You are a cub now, with a small body and little blood. Even if I suck you dry, I won't be able to eat enough."

"Bastard!" Wu Jinyun thumped its head angrily.

Qilin flicked its hair without pain, and after drinking the blood, its body became solid, and the flames were absorbed into its body, revealing its original appearance.

Like a giant shaggy lion.

The whole body is golden yellow, the tail and hoofs are like burning flames, and the eyes are topaz.

Qilin knew that he was not angry, it felt that the master was in a good mood.

Yes, it must be a good mood to untie the knot.

"Master, what are we going to do next? Shall we return to the Eight Desolations?"

Wu Jinyun wiped his hands with a towel, wiped them off bit by bit, and repeated for the umpteenth time: "Can I stop spitting when I eat from now on?"

Qilin lay on the ground, flicking his tail aggrievedly, "I already have saliva in my mouth."

With the flick, the sparks on its tail splashed around, like fireflies.

"Slay back to the Eight Desolation? Just the two of us?"

Qilin came to his senses, "Hey, when the two of us fully recover, they will not be opponents if they are piled together."

Wu Jinyun glanced at him indifferently, "Then I won't die from exhaustion."

Qilin thought for a while, then nodded his head, "That's right, then we have to find helpers like in the previous life to gather the Wu Clan."

"This matter has to be discussed in the long run." Wu Jinyun looked at his arm, found no saliva, and threw away the towel, "First of all, I didn't recover, and second, my clansmen haven't thought about it for the time being."

Kirin blinked.

"Even if the Snake people are settled, they will still be dissatisfied, and maybe they will still be resentful." Wu Jinyun sat gracefully on the stool, "When they figure out who the real enemy is, it won't be too late for me to take action."

Qilin remembered the scene where he saw the Wu tribe fighting in the village before, and suddenly realized.

"Ask for trouble." It scratched its face with its front paws and muttered.

Originally, after the owner returned back in time, he immediately planned to kill the pursuers, gather the clansmen, and return to Bahuang to regain the territory when his injuries recovered.

Unexpectedly, the clansmen did not appreciate it, and harbored resentment.

For example Sister Lian, for example Wu Bi and others.

If the master doesn't help, the Wu tribe will be displaced for a long time like in the previous life.

"Master, do you have the heart?" Qilin asked hesitantly.

It remembers that in its previous life, its master loved his people very much.

"I love my clansman, and I love clansmen who are sensible and respect my mother." Wu Jinyun lowered his eyes, "Shanbo will take care of you, and forget about the others."

"Then what does the master mean, don't move for the time being, wait for the opportunity?"

Wu Jinyun nodded.

"Then... do you want to go back to the Qing Lingzong?"

Wu Jinyun snorted coldly, "He dares to despise me, unless he begs me, I will never go with him."

Qilin nodded, it seemed that he wanted to follow Yan Qing back to the Qing Lingzong.

Yan Qing knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yan Qing opened the door and walked into the room, and at a glance she saw a little child sitting on a stool, with curly black hair against her fair cheeks, like a delicate doll.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"What kind of smell?" Yan Qing was puzzled.

Wu Jinyun remained expressionless: "What's the smell?"

Yan Qing sniffed, "Didn't you smell it?"

Wu Jinyun shook his head.

Yan Qing stopped pursuing the matter and talked about the business, "Xiao Yun."

"Xiaoyun?" Wu Jinyun had a half-smile.

Yan Qing coughed and said cheekily, "I'm much older than you, can't I be called Xiaoyun?"

Wu Jinyun nodded, "It's up to you."

"That's right, it's not safe for you to go back to the Eight Wastelands now, why don't you go back to the Qing Lingzong with me?"

"Back to the Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty?" Wu Jinyun raised his eyebrows, "I'm not your son, you don't need to support me, I have no relatives or reason."

Yan Qing was a little embarrassed.

I muttered to myself: Why are you so vengeful?

Obviously able to let go of the murderer who killed his mother, he behaved kind and cute like a holy father, but he was very indifferent to himself and held grudges.

Yan Qing didn't understand Wu Jinyun's character.

Thinking that the other party is a child after all, Yan Qing softened her voice, "Don't take those words to heart, I actually like you very much, and I hope you will become my disciple."

Wu Jinyun raised his eyebrows, "Like me? What do you like about me? Tell me."

Yan Qing choked up, and said after a while: "You look cute, and you have a kind personality."

"Cute, kind-hearted?" Wu Jinyun had a strange look in his eyes.

Yan Qing nodded.

"I am disrespectful and indifferent to you, but you want to accept me as a disciple?"

The veins on Yan Qing's forehead were throbbing.

Good boy, so you know!Say, did you deliberately target me!

Forced a smile, "I believe we will get along well."

The child looked dimly, "So, you are begging me to be your disciple?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing suppressed the urge to beat someone up, tried her best to smile and said, "Forget it, let's do it."

Hold back, an eight-year-old child, no matter how innocent and cute he is, will be a bear.

The delicate child like a doll stood up from the stool and said to Yan Qing: "Then I will go back with you."

That tone seemed condescending.

Yan Qing: "..."

Thinking that he had just lost his mother, was hunted down, resented by his clan, unable to return home, even Miao Tianyang was unwilling to have him, it was so pitiful.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, rubbed the child's head and said, "Follow me from now on, and I will protect you well."

Wu Jinyun was startled, and even forgot to resist his stroking.

Yan Qing took out the Five Spirit Orb from her bosom and stuffed it into his hand, "Take it, and heal your wounds well."

After thinking about it, he said again, "I'm sorry."

Wu Jinyun raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Yan Qing said sincerely: "The last time I heard you calling Xiaolu in a dream, I thought you liked it, so I made you a Xiaolu, which brought back bad memories for you, I'm sorry."

Wu Jinyun's eyes were astonished.

Yan Qing grinned at him, rubbed his head again, turned and left.

The spirit boat of the Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty came to pick up people in the evening.

The snow stopped for a while, and the sun came out again.

The orange sun shines on the white world.

Yan Qing boarded the spirit boat with his disciples and guards, and set off for the return voyage.

But Miao Tianyang insisted on taking the flying fairy ball, and a ball flew behind the spirit boat with fluttering wings.Under the setting sun, it is exceptionally harmonious.

"Hey, look, is that a divine deer?" a disciple shouted.

Yan Qing stood on the deck looking at the scenery, and lowered her head when she heard the words.

The spirit boat skimmed over the mountain, and in the white snow, a group of yellow deer were running.

Bright yellow markings, horns like white jade.

"It's a deer!"

"Then am I going to transfer?!"

"Make a wish, make a wish!"

The disciples screamed.

Yan Qing looked down at Wu Jinyun, and saw that there was no pain on his face, and even a slight smile appeared on his face.

It seems to have really untied the knot.

Yan Qing put her mind at rest, lowered her head and continued to look at the rare deer.

I heard that meeting a divine deer can change luck, so is he also going to change luck?

He quickly closed his eyes and made a wish—God deer, god deer, give me a boss to take me to practice!

Wu Jinyun next to him stared at him seriously, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.