Stunning monster, soft and cute

At this moment, Mo Nan took a glance at Ye Youming, who was as calm as water.

Just now he couldn't guess whether the Lord...whether he wanted to kill Linggu too!

After all, when Ye Youming saw Yu Xiqing harming Linggu, he didn't stop him.

Whether it is found that Mo Nan is also here, so it is expected that Mo Nan can save Linggu, but it cannot be concluded, only he knows all this.

With Ye Youming's character, he would not answer Lingu's question just now.

So, only Mo Nan came back and forth with him.

"The military division is busy with business, and I'm going to deal with official business." Mo Nan said.

Linggu nodded, "Oh", and then said again: "It turns out that brother Ziyi is called a military advisor!"

Ye Youming is here, and Mo Nan can't explain too much to Linggu what he doesn't understand, so he put Linggu on the ground, "Just now Linggu was squatting next to the hot pot, it was really dangerous, don't do it again in the future."

After speaking, Mo Nan saluted Ye Youming again, and left respectfully.

"It turned out that Brother Nan picked me up suddenly because he was afraid that I would fall into the pot!"

The doubts in Linggu's heart were resolved.

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Ye Youming, "Why is Master here?"

Ye Youming saw Yu Xiqing sneaking around, and followed him here just now.

"Passing by."

After finishing speaking, Ye Youming glanced at the boiling water in the pot, "What are you doing here?"

Linggu flicked his tail, looking like a puppy to please Ye Youming, "I'm making osmanthus cake for Master."

Hearing Lingu's words, Ye Youming glanced at the boiling water in the pot again, wondering what the connection between making osmanthus cake and boiling a pot of boiling water was.

In addition, he does not eat food, and he has never eaten sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"The witch said that Master likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Linggu said again.

Then Linggu told Ye Youming what the witch had said to him.

Ye Youming knew that the witch was reliable in nothing but killing people.

If the little bastard followed what she said and made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, he would never succeed.

But these are indifferent to Ye Youming.

He was about to leave, but he heard Lingu say: "Master, finish eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the pot before leaving!"

Ye Youming glanced at the osmanthus cake that didn't exist in the pot, "You didn't make the osmanthus cake, the way the witch taught you was wrong."

"What?" Linggu's fox eyes widened.

At the same time, Ye Youming's cold and clear words poured coldness on Linggu's excited and sincere mood.

Then Linggu withered down.

He drooped his head in silence for a while, raised his small face and looked at the man in front of him who he tried his best but couldn't reach, trying to get closer to the two of them.

"Master..." Lingu hesitated for a moment, "If I succeed in making the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, will you...not treat me as a spiritual pet, but as a disciple?"

"will not."

The two words were read from Ye Youming's mouth without any hesitation, without waiting for any emotion.

Linggu's eyes were red, and he seemed to be muttering to himself and said: "If I were not a fox, but a human being, Master would not regard me as a spiritual pet."

"Neither."

Ye Youming stared at his little fox with sadness in his eyes.

Obviously Lingu is eager to know the truth.

Why didn't you treat him as an apprentice?

Ye Youming also answered, "The disciples of this seat must be loyal to this seat, and you failed to do so."

Hearing this, Linggu immediately became anxious, "I am absolutely loyal to Master." He stretched out a small front paw and patted his chest, "My heart belongs to Master, and I can do it for you." Master does everything."

Ye Youming was quiet and dark with icy red eyes, flowing like water like moonlight. He looked at Linggu for a long while indifferently and indifferently, and then said: "Chu Lianhua is the enemy of this seat. You have always cared about his safety. Why are you so loyal to this seat again!"

Lingu immediately withered down.

Master is right, he has been worried about Venerable Lian Hua's injury.

Venerable Lian Hua was injured because of him. He wanted to convert himself into a fairy and accept himself as a disciple out of kindness, but...

"Master, you will always be the first in my heart, and I have not been disloyal to you at all."

Although Linggu explained this way, he felt that Ye Youming would not believe him and would not regard him as an apprentice.

At this moment, the tears in Linggu's eye sockets rolled down like broken beads.

How much he desires, the master can treat him as an apprentice.

But this desire has turned into a wishful thinking that will never be realized.

"It's not impossible for this seat not to regard you as a spiritual pet, but to truly accept you as a disciple."

Linggu suddenly looked up at Ye Youming, a pair of fox eyes shining like stars, with infinite expectations.

Ye Youming continued: "This is to prove whether you are truly loyal to this seat." After a short pause, "It depends on whether you do this thing or not!"

Linggu hurriedly said: "I am willing, I can do anything for Master, without complaint or regret, and loyal."

Ye Youming's red pupils were bloodthirsty, he opened his mouth slowly, his voice was still calm...

The night is as cool as water, and the mind is like autumn.

Chu Lianhua wore a crescent white wide-sleeved robe, and stood tall in the cold wind.

Curtain-like black hair hangs down the back, flowing gently.

The cold moonlight reflected on his handsome and dusty face, making him look like a divine mansion above nine heavens, elegant and elegant, like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain.

"Honor Lian Hua." A disciple rushed over and saluted him, "Brother Ji has sent news that the little spirit fox has been rescued from the Demon Realm, and they have arrived at the gate of the Immortal School."

Chu Lianhua's calm eyes flickered, as if something broke out in his heart without a trace.

The white clothes swirled lightly, Chu Lianhua lifted the hem of his robe and went down the stairs to the gate of the Immortal School.

The disciple who reported the letter looked at Chu Lianhua's figure in surprise, a restrained and quiet Venerable Lianhua, there were times when there were waves!

When Chu Lianhua came to the immortal gate, he saw Ji Zhenxiu and a group of disciples walking slowly.

At this moment, Chu Lianhua's eyes fell on the little fox nestling in Ji Zhenxiu's arms.

Chu Lianhua's eyes trembled slightly, and he saw that the little spirit fox's snow-like hair was stained with blood, and one hind paw was also wrapped with a bandage.

He was hurt!

Chu Lianhua walked over quickly, hugged the little fox into his arms, and probed his body with his spiritual sense.

Fortunately, no internal injuries.

At this time, Ji Zhenxiu bowed to Chu Lianhua, and said, "Master Lianhua, the little spirit fox probably suffered a brutal beating in the Demon Palace, so he escaped from a cave leading to the outside world from the Demon Palace. He is very weak, and he seems to have not eaten since Ye Youming snatched him away."

Chu Lianhua could already feel the flimsy hair ball trembling in his arms.

"I'll take him back to Jing'an Peak to rest, and you guys can pick some spirit feather fruits."

Jing'an Peak is the residence of Chu Lianhua

The senior immortals in the immortal sect will have their own peaks, and Lingyu fruit is a kind of wild fruit with a sweet taste. It has a very high effect of improving cultivation and is great for the body.

After speaking, Chu Lianhua left with Linggu in his arms.

This is the main peak of Xianpai, which is some distance away from Jing'an Peak.