Author: Hanxing Ziyue

"We understand, Master, don't worry."

"I will definitely be optimistic about Nebula."

As she spoke, An Mengyu looked at Xingyun and coaxed: "I'm tired after being out for so long. It's time to take a rest."

"Stay a little longer with your sister, okay? Be good!"

Elder Xueyun quickly looked away and couldn't help but sigh. This sister had completely eaten Ding'an Mengyu.

An Mengyu is sensible early. She looks strong, but is actually very weak on the inside.

When she was in the orphanage, she longed for a family.

At that time, Xiaoqiu, who looked like glutinous rice dumplings, called her sister sweetly, and An Mengyu felt warm for the first time.

She felt that if Xiaoqiu, who was so cute, fragrant and sweet, was her sister, she would be particularly happy.

So she told everyone that Xiaoqiu was her sister.

Later, Qiu Xingyun was injured and disfigured. She was sad and scared, and she blamed herself more.

She only thought about practicing hard so that she could protect her sister, but it was too late and Qiu Xingyun suffered so much in Demon City.

Putting all these things together, she is now a sister slave. No wonder Elder Xueyun can't stand it.

Nebula sometimes eats both soft and hard food, and sometimes eats both soft and hard food. It mainly depends on her mood.

But she still wanted to give her sister's face. When she nodded, An Mengyu quickly took her to leave with Xueyun.

Elder Xueyun waved his hand helplessly.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

At this time, Xingyun suddenly ran back. Xueyun was startled and looked at her warily, "What else are you doing?"

Could it be that you want to give his fragile old heart a final blow? It's too much!

Xingyun took out a jade box and gave it to him, "Put more of this in the elixirs I make."

The jade box was placed on the low table beside Xue Yun. Before Elder Xue Yun could recover, Xing Yun turned around and pulled An Mengyu away, collecting the spiritual grass he gave her and leaving.

After they left, Xueyun looked at the jade box and wondered, what should be put in the elixir?

You can't be careless when refining alchemy. Everything you put in has a certain amount, so you can't put it in randomly.

Thinking about opening the jade box and seeing clearly what was inside, he suddenly covered his heart.

There is no way to live!

He wants to retreat, retreat!

…………

After Elder Xueyun moved around frequently, no one in Xueyunfeng was allowed to go out.

After half a year of this, when An Mengyu made a breakthrough in cultivation and was promoted to Demon Emperor, the Blood Cloud Peak formation was activated.

An Mengyu is the first person in her generation to break through the Demon King's cultivation level, and the sect plans to prepare a banquet for her to celebrate.

The main thing is to let peers exchange experiences.

Elder Xueyun agreed. Sometimes showing his fangs can make some people retreat and save them a lot of trouble.

He wanted to ask An Mengyu for advice, but the apprentice was unavailable.

Yes, I just don’t have time!

An Mengyu was busy choosing clothes for her sister and had no time to come to him as her master!

Elder Xueyun is very angry, very angry!

Finally, he appeared in Anmengyu Courtyard in a flash.

What can be done?

If the apprentice can't get over, he can only get over.

Elder Xueyun stood outside the house and said, "Xiaoyu, can I go in, master?"

"Master, please come in."

After hearing this, Elder Xueyun walked in, turned around the screen, and saw An Mengyu holding a dress and gesturing at Qiu Xingyun.

In front of them was a large mirror as tall as a person. In a blink of an eye, they saw boxes on the ground, all of which were filled with clothes for top-quality magic weapons.

The corners of Xueyun's mouth twitched, and he suddenly discovered that his apprentice was richer than him. How could he break it?

Will he give anything to An Mengyu in the future?

I still have to give the final summary!

Who asked him to only have these children? Xiaoyu is the youngest disciple, so he can only pamper them.

Xueyun raised his eyes and happened to see the protagonist trying on clothes. Qiu Xingyun half-squinted his eyes and hit him, obviously not yet awake.

There was spiritual fruit tea in the tray on Ku Lang's back, and Pang Pang and San Petal kept feeding it to Nebula.

The corner of Xueyun's mouth twitched, and this ancestor!

What kind of fate does he have, finding an apprentice and taking one of his ancestors with him?

The servant quickly cleared a place for him, and Xueyun sat down to eat the spirit fruit and drink the spirit tea, his expression changed.

The Lingguo Lingcha here is indeed better.

An Mengyu has no time to talk to her master now.

Having a higher level of cultivation has its benefits, but it makes her even angrier.

She originally knew that others had a lot of gossip about Xing Yun's face, but they did not dare to say anything because of her and her master.

The result was that she thought too much and people didn't say anything less, just not in front of her.

It turned out that she didn't hear it, but now that her cultivation level is high, she naturally heard other people's ridicule and contempt for Xingyun's face.

When she thought of what those people said, her anger rose.

She just wants everyone to know that even if her sister is disfigured, she is still living better than anyone else and she is dazzling than anyone else.

Sensing the rising demonic energy from her side, Xueyun almost dropped the spirit fruit in his hand.

The apprentice is so scary!

Who messed with her?

Looking at Xingyun, whose face remained normal and continued to eat in a daze, Xueyun couldn't help but admire her.

This ancestor is indeed no ordinary demon. He is strong enough to withstand the anger of his apprentice!

"Master, what do you think of this dress?" An Mengyu compared a dress to Xingyun's body and showed it to Elder Xueyun.

The furious disciple suddenly made a sound. Elder Xueyun didn't care about eating and quickly looked up.

Most of the clothes in the demon world are ink-colored, because they feel that only ink-colored clothes can match their status as demons.

The only difference between the clothes is the style and the embroidered dark patterns. In the eyes of Elder Xueyun, this dress is honestly no different from what Xingyun is wearing now.

The clothes are all carefully selected by the apprentices, so they naturally look good.

But after he finished speaking, An Mengyu immediately frowned, "Forget it, you'd better eat."

"I shouldn't have asked you."

Elder Xueyun: "..."

He, he was actually disliked by his apprentice!

He is not one to admit defeat!

Xueyun raised his hand and put the spiritual fruit in his mouth, asking An Mengyu why he said that.

An Mengyu continued to choose clothes for Xingyun, looked at the mirror and said, "I'm afraid these clothes are all exactly the same in Master's eyes."

The little flame that Elder Xueyun had just raised to refuse to admit defeat was instantly extinguished.

An Mengyu knew she was right when she saw his expression.

Elder Xueyun blushed, but he was a person who refused to admit defeat!

He carried the spiritual fruits and spiritual tea on the table to them, and placed the spiritual fruits and spiritual tea on the tray on the back of the dead wolf.

Take a bite of the spiritual fruit and ask An Mengyu why these clothes are different.

Then he also joined An Mengyu's army of dressing up Xingyun.

Kulang felt the heavy weight on his back, and his expression became numb.

[…] Please light a candle for the shadow area in Kulang’s heart at this moment.

Poor monster!

Nebula smacked Little Hachi, ate the spirit fruit with her mouth moving, and continued to take a nap.

The heated discussion between An Mengyu and Elder Xueyun did not affect Xingyun at all. They looked like they were in two different worlds.

When An Mengyu's senior brothers came over, they saw such a fragmented scene.

The corners of their mouths twitched together, their faces full of vigilance.

They knew that there was indeed a big problem with this Qiu Xingyun.
Chapter completed!