Zhuyu nodded: "We have exchanged names, so we are friends."

She glanced at the moonlight and said, "Are you feeling bad now?"

Yan Jingfeng frowned and did not speak.

"If you are really uncomfortable, come to me in the red building." Zhuyu said, "I have a way to make you relax."

Yan Jingfeng frowned: "Red House? What Red House? Where is that?"

Zhuyu's figure gradually dissipated, she said with a light smile, "I'm afraid you won't understand if I talk too much, when you figure out where to go, the red building welcomes you at any time, my demon friend."

The figure dissipated, and the heavy moonlight was covered by a dark cloud, which instantly made Yan Jingfeng feel better.

"Sister!"

Wen Fu ran over with Rong Yuanjie, she was dumbfounded when she looked at the group of people on the ground: "Senior Sister, you didn't kill these people, did you?"

Yan Jingfeng shook her head: "It's not me, don't talk so much, find a way to save people!"

Qiongxiao Palace was woken up in the middle of the night, and Elder Xuanji brought a group of disciples to the side hall. Looking at the four people lying on stretchers who were almost dying, they couldn't help frowning: "What happened?"

When Rong Yuanjie saw Xuanji, he came over and told him what happened.

Xuanji's face turned pale with anger, he turned his head to Elder Qu Wen who was standing aside, walked over and asked, "Is this how your Chiyang Sect teaches your disciples?"

Elder Qu Wen was stunned, he didn't know what happened.

"Elder Xuanji, I think there must be some misunderstanding. You save them first, and we will discuss the matter later." Elder Qu Wen is a sword cultivator, and he doesn't know any medical skills. Their lives matter.

Xuanji flicked her sleeves angrily, and said to her disciples, "Clear the venue!"

After some unimportant people were kicked out, Elder Chang Yu also came in a short while. He entered the house without being blocked, and the side hall was brightly lit all night.

In the early morning when it was just dawn, Wenfu fell asleep leaning on Rong Yuanjie's shoulder, and woke up with sudden convulsions.

"Well, Senior Sister?"

Wen Fu looked at Yan Jingfeng who got up, and said, "It's so early in the morning, where are you going?"

Yan Jingfeng lowered her eyebrows and said, "I'm going to prepare breakfast for Master."

"Let's forget about earlier things at this time." Wenfu looked at her worriedly: "I think we will definitely be scolded."

Yan Jingfeng said calmly: "Even if you want to be scolded, you have to wait until Master is full."

Wen Fu didn't stop her, and could only watch Yan Jingfeng go to the dining hall. When she arrived at the dining hall, Yan Jingfeng borrowed a small kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Her jade-like hands were kneading the dough, and she didn't stop when the white flour stained her hands, she continued to knead the dough on the chopping board and add water.

[I saw it at first glance, in fact, you are also a demon. 】

【Why do you always help humans and still be a disciple of the Cultivation of Immortals? 】

【Didn't you see that when the three of them bullied the snake demon, they were even more ruthless. 】

[As long as they are not human beings, they are all close neighbors to us, and friends naturally help each other. 】

[If you are really uncomfortable, come to the Red Mansion to find me. 】

[The red building welcomes you anytime, my demon friend. 】

Red House...

Yan Jingfeng frowned, why couldn't she understand a word that woman said?

She knew that she was a demon three months ago, or in other words, she knew it since she was born.

Yan Jingfeng didn't know who her parents were, and she didn't know how she, a demon, fell into the world.Demons have a long lifespan, and their relative infancy will also become very long.

She didn't speak until she was a teenager, was a slow learner, and had to learn everything by rote.

Later, I heard that Qiongxiao Palace recruited disciples, including food, housing and employment, which made Yan Jingfeng, who had been homeless for a long time, yearn for it very much.

But Qiongxiao Palace didn't accept her, and she couldn't even answer the simplest questions in the entrance exam, and the spiritual power test was even negligible. Everyone thought that Yan Jingfeng must be an ordinary person.

But Yan Jingfeng knew that she was not. She would definitely have powerful magic power after she grew up, but everyone thought she was talking big.

Over time, Yan Jingfeng didn't say anything, as taciturn as a mute.

If you fail the entrance exam, you will face the situation of being driven down the mountain.

Yan Jingfeng didn't want to go down the mountain, so she knelt in front of the snow-capped Qiongxiao Palace mountain gate. She had wandered for too long and wanted to find a stable place to grow up. Even though this place made her feel painful, the fairy mountain full of aura was constantly growing Suppress her breath, but she wants a home.

She wants even a false home.

Demons have very tenacious vitality. Yan Jingfeng will not starve to death even if she does not eat for more than a month. If she is injured and breaks her leg, as long as the flesh and bones are still there, it will grow little by little.

Yan Jingfeng knelt at the gate of the mountain like this for seven days. The snow-covered Kunlun Mountain was so cold that she couldn't tell the difference.

Why do you never invite people to see you?

Why does anyone want to humiliate themselves?

Yan Jingfeng didn't know what she did wrong. Could it be that she was born to meet death?

She is not convinced.

The 17-year-old Yan Jingfeng knelt at the mountain gate like this. Either let her enter the mountain gate, or let her die here. Anyway, there is no hope of surviving.

Just when Yan Jingfeng's body was covered with snow, a moon-white umbrella slowly supported her head.

"Do you have to enter Qiongxiao Palace?"

Nuo Ning looked down at Yan Jingfeng in front of her and said, "Even if you don't practice Taoism, you still have many choices."

In Nuo Ning's opinion at the time, this pretty girl didn't have to enter the Qiongxiao Palace, she could walk more paths.

"I don't want to make other choices." Yan Jingfeng looked up at her: "I want to practice Taoism."

She didn't know how to take other roads, no one told her, and no one helped her.

The choice is too painful for Yan Jingfeng, every step is towards death, she has had enough!

"Okay, since you must practice Taoism, follow me." Nuo Ning stretched out her hand to help Yan Jingfeng up from the snowdrift. She stared at the person in front of her with light eyes and said with a light smile, "It happens that I don't have any disciples. If you don't dislike it, please worship me as your teacher."

Yan Jingfeng smiled wryly, why would she dislike it?

If it wasn't for Nuo Ning, she would have already become a pile of bones by now.

Yan Jingfeng stopped what she was doing, she stared at the rotten face in front of her, and closed her eyes.

what should she do...

----

Elder Xuanji didn't come out of the side hall until the sun rose. Zhai Xinxue was woken up in the middle of the night, and now she came back after a nap, and comforted the two elders Quwen with dark circles: "Don't worry, we will take care of this matter." Qiongxiao Palace will definitely give you an explanation!"

Elder Chang Yu is still treating in the side hall, but he is treating his apprentice, the snake demon.

The snake demon, who was about to transform, was paralyzed on the sickbed, and the lower half of his body had turned into a snake. He could no longer maintain the transformation technique, and restored his original appearance in his 40s.

"Master..."

Yu Nian looked at Elder Chang Yu in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Disciple...the deadline is approaching, and we still cannot escape this day."

Sitting in front of his hospital bed, Elder Chang Yu couldn't help feeling: "I told you before, why did you refuse to come to Qiongxiao Palace?"

Yu Nian smiled wryly: "My grandson... is still at the bottom of the mountain, how can I... go up the mountain alone?"

"That's the same thing again," Elder Chang Yu sighed, "Now that you are like this, are you still attached to these things?"

"How can...not be persistent..."

Yu Nian said: "My youngest granddaughter...she accompanies me every day for medical consultations...My other two grandchildren, after school, they will help me...dry herbs..."

"Uncle Liu next door is in his 80s and has no children...he coughs so badly that he can cough up his lungs..."

"My adopted son, he finally embraced his grandson this year... He told me that when the child grows up, he will call me... grandpa..."

"and also……"

Elder Chang Yu was sitting next to him, listening to the chatter. He never knew about these things, and this was the first time he heard about them today.

"Master..."

Yu Nian's face was covered with scales. He looked at Elder Changyu and said, "I've lived for more than 100 years, so it can be regarded as...the end of my life...after I die, don't tell them..."

Elder Chang Yu touched his head and comforted him as if comforting a child: "Okay, I won't tell you about those adopted sons and grandchildren."

Yu Nian also said: "My inner alchemy... Please master use it to make medicine... My flesh, blood and skin are also good medicine... Disciple... I hope I can contribute the last part after death... "

Elder Chang Yu sighed, before the door was kicked open by someone.

"It's so annoying!" Elder Xuanji walked in with a lot of medicine in his arms. He didn't close his eyes all night, and his temper was extremely irritable at the moment. He looked at the snake demon lying on the bed and said impatiently: "Who Tell you that you are going to die? Still using inner alchemy as a medicine, is my Qiongxiao Palace short of your medicine?"

Elder Chang Yu sighed and said, "Elder Xuanji, don't be angry."

"Who is angry? I just think you talk a lot." Xuanji came to Yu Nian, took out the pill she had collected, and said to him, "Open your mouth and eat my medicine. I promise you You can live another 100 years, let alone a great grandfather, you can be a wife, wife, wife, and great grandfather."

Seeing that Yu Nian had taken the medicine, Xuanji got up and went to the disciples of the Chiyang Sect to take a look.

"Elder Changyu." Xuanji looked at Haiyi's wound and said, "These three people must be saved, I can feel that they must have been injured by the demons."

Elder Chang Yu came over: "I also noticed it."

Xuanji said: "I haven't told the Palace Master about this matter yet, I always feel that things are not as simple as I thought."

Elder Chang Yu pinched his beard and sighed leisurely.

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