all the way to fairy

Chapter 292
Mu Yan subconsciously glanced in the direction of Danyang's residence, and lowered her voice: "You are crazy, the real person knows that he will expose your skin."

Yunli smiled slyly, "Don't let him know, Xiao Hei has grown up and is a monster with an independent character. It can decide its own affairs."

She held the little black chicken in her hand, made its eyes look at her level, showed a kind smile like an aunt, and asked softly: "Is it right, Xiao Hei?"

The little black chicken Mung Dou blinked her small eyes, tilted her neck and thought for a while before nodding seriously.

Mu Yan was stunned on the spot, doubting for a while: "Does it really understand what you are saying?"

"Sure!" Yunli was very confident, turned her head and asked with a smile, "Xiao Hei, can you give me some of your blood?"

The little black chicken flew out of her hand, landed on a soft corner, turned around and stared at her vigilantly.

"Puchi!" Mu Yan laughed out loud.

Yunli: "Don't be stingy, just use a little, it won't kill you!"

The little black chicken was still very vigilant, the feathers on its back were erected, its two paws were also tightly grasping the limp, and its thin legs were full of strength.

Just as Yunli took a step towards it, it quickly flapped its wings and flew to the beam above its head.

"Hahaha" Mu Yan laughed forward and backward.

Yunli's face darkened, "Come down!"

The little black chicken hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly flew in front of her, with aggrieved eyes.

Yunli put away her black face, slowed down her tone, and said earnestly: "Xiao Hei, being helpful is an indispensable quality for a monster. What is the most important thing for a monster?"

"It's unity! If every monster only cares about itself and refuses to save them, how can they unite and fight against the enemy together? Did you hear the discussion between me and Ayan just now?"

"Why does the Nether Tiger have the confidence to betray its master, because it is not a monster, and it has the entire monster clan as its backing."

Mu Yan was speechless. What kind of nonsense are you talking about? In the Tianwu Forest, the law of the jungle and the king and the king are always going on.

Moreover, is there any relationship between letting Cang Jie voluntarily donate blood and the monsters helping each other?
Seeing that she didn't intend to resort to violence, the little black chicken was no longer afraid, and let her talk like a lot of flowers, and it all went in from the left ear and out from the right ear, and ignored it.

Mu Yan handed over a glass of water thoughtfully: "Moisturize your throat and continue."

Yunli glared at the little black chicken bitterly, took the teacup and drank it in one gulp, the green and yellow tea had a bit of astringency, which washed away the dryness between her lips and teeth.

She took a breath, it seems that this method is useless to the little black chicken, and she has to change it.

After thinking about it, she took out a spiritual fruit, shook it near the little black chicken's mouth, and said leisurely: "If you give me a little of your blood, this fruit will be yours."

This is a Xuanyu fruit, which was obtained from Zhenjun Lingchu's secret medicine garden. Yunli tasted it, and it tasted very good.

Mu Yan shook her head: "This method won't work, Cang Jie has never eaten any spiritual fruit, so it doesn't attract him much."

"That's not necessarily true!" Yunli smiled slyly.

After smelling the fruity aroma, the little black chicken's eyes were glued to it. Seeing the pride in Yunli's eyes, it wanted to turn away, but the alluring fruity aroma made it involuntarily look this way.

Yunli shook the Xuanyu fruit shyly, and said to Mu Yan: "I've raised it for so long anyway, I still know what kind of spiritual fruit it likes to eat, the taste of Xuanyu fruit is absolutely irresistible to it."

Sure enough, the little black chicken persisted for less than a cup of tea, and succumbed to the Xuanyu fruit without any backbone. After all, it was just a monster cub, and the appetite of the stomach was not as important as the backbone.

After getting the red yeast rice nectar that he had been thinking about, in the following days, Yunli was very kind to the little black chicken. At the risk of being discovered by Daoist Danyang, he went out and bought spirit meat, and cooked several random meals for it. The name is, make up and make up.

Two days later, the eighth-rank alchemist assessment began, and all the participants were alchemists with a cultivation level above Jindan. The number of people in the assessment was not as large as before, but there were huge crowds of monks onlookers, far more than before.

High-level alchemists practice alchemy, every move has its own rhyme, if they can understand something from it, they will benefit a lot.

Seeing Daoist Danyang from a distance, Yunli was slightly stunned, and after greeting her, she asked, "Why did the uncle leave the customs? It's still early for the Ninth Grade assessment."

Daoist Danyang stretched out his hand to signal the little black chicken to his arm, but before he could answer, a voice came in from the side.

"Fellow Daoist Yun doesn't know that after the assessment of the eighth-rank alchemist, there are very few who can participate in the ninth-rank assessment again. Therefore, after the eighth-rank assessment is completed, the ninth-rank assessment will start directly."

Mu Yan looked suspiciously at Qiu Yunjie who came over naturally, turned her head and asked, "Who is this?"

Yunli smiled: "Alchemy enthusiasts who admire my uncle."

A suspicious red cloud flashed across Qiu Yunjie's face, and she nodded to Mu Yan generously.

Daoist Danyang supported the little black chicken's feathers, frowned and looked around: "Where's Junior Sister? Such a rare opportunity, why didn't she come to observe it?"

"She is with Zhenjun." Yunli replied.

At this moment, a female cultivator's lowered voice came from the side, "I heard that Xu Linghui has gone back."

"It's better to go back, so as not to harm our Xishan Department." Another voice sounded with disdain.

Hearing this, Yunli glanced at Wen Xueluo, just in time to meet her gaze, and immediately, her voice transmission sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Don't worry now?"

Yunli glanced at the high platform, seeing that the True Monarchs hadn't arrived yet, so she reassuredly replied, "Don't you worry too."

Wen Xueluo: "I've never worried about being recognized. This time, I cooperated with the show in order to repay your favor. In the future, we will not owe each other."

Yunli's heart was blocked, what does it mean to not owe each other, and she said it as if she had made a lot of sacrifices.

"Don't talk about how great you are, we are cooperating and reciprocal, if I am punished by the cabinet because of your whereabouts, don't blame me for being rude about Yunshu Immortal Mansion!"

Wen Xueluo didn't take it seriously: "I don't care."

Yunli sneered, "I really thought you could do whatever you want with the opening of the Jiuliyuan Secret Realm. Whether you can get in or not is up to you. If you go in, there are people outside of people, and there is heaven outside, hmph!"

Yunli didn't go on to say that the secret realm of Jiuliyuan was extremely dangerous, if the Yunshu Immortal Mansion was exposed, Wen Xueluo would definitely become the target of everyone's covet, and everyone would be enemies by then.

During the chatter between the two, the topic of the female cultivators next to them had shifted from Xu Linghui to Wei Lin, Mo Huai, and Mo You.

"Don't say, the devil's scum is a bit scum. He looks really good. His face is like a crown of jade, and his figure is handsome, like a green bamboo standing against the wind. Looking at the appearance, he doesn't look like a murderous devil. Clearly a young genius with a strong character."

The eyes of a petite female cultivator were shining, and there was an indescribable regret on her face.

The tall girl next to him answered: "That's not true, otherwise, how could Mo You never forget it, even though he has been abandoned countless times, he will still chase him out next time as usual."

Yunli is speechless, the rumors are really scary, such an ambitious and strong person like Mo You, in their mouths, is like an image of a love-crazed nympho girl, tsk tsk tsk!

At this time, Lin Miaotong looked over, frowned and said disdainfully: "The devil is very good at disguising, no matter how beautiful that face is, it is fake."

Seeing the speaker clearly, the female cultivators who were discussing were stunned for a moment. Immediately, the previous tall female cultivator argued: "It's true. Last time they exposed their whereabouts in Qingzhou Mansion. My brother saw it with his own eyes. He didn't change his appearance, just The face when it was first exposed was just a little more mature."

Mu Yan looked at Yunli suspiciously, Yunli shook her head secretly, she didn't know what Wei Lin was doing, why did she flaunt around with her real face.

The petite female cultivator clicked her tongue and said, "With Mo You, there is no difference between Yi Burong."

"That's right, hey, what do you say about the relationship between the three of them? Mo You chased Qian Jiu, and Mr. Mo stared at Mo You. I heard that whenever there was news about Mo You, Mr. Mo would rush over immediately." There was gossip in the eyes of the speaker.

The tall man glanced at the members of the Tai Yi School, and whispered: "I know this, I heard that Mo You is Mr. Mo's fiancée."

Yunli's eyes widened, and she turned her head to look over. If the news was true, wouldn't it be too bloody? The Fang family's destruction was largely due to Moyou!

Not only was she shocked, but everyone in the Taiyi Sect and other people around looked at the tall girl Xiu, and even Daoist Danyang pricked up his ears.

"How do you know this kind of news?" The petite female cultivator asked everyone's doubts.

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