I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

He sat down on the ground in a daze, subconsciously caressing his dantian, the feeling of confusion before disappeared instantly, replaced by a clear and bright sense of relaxation.

He has never felt that he can be so relaxed... Before, he always went down the mountain to drink to escape from this matter.

That's right, although he came out of closed-door training before and was successfully promoted to the Jindan period, but his dantian seemed to have a problem, and he was in a state of confusion all the time.

Who doesn't want to practice?
Who doesn't want to improve their cultivation?

Who wants to have fun every day, and drink away the sorrow?
This is also something that can't be helped... Mo Fei now feels that he is relaxed, and he can walk like flying.

He shook off the sweat on his face indifferently, and decided to take a hot bath by himself before practicing sword...

and many more!

Mo Fei thought of a very important question.

His sword is gone!

It was the Yugu sword made for him by the third senior sister herself...

Mo Fei was so anxious that he turned around like an ant on a hot pot.

After much deliberation, he still decided to find——

big brother.

As the leader of the first division, Gu Chen is the backbone of their Qingcang Peak, so he must be the first to contact him when encountering such a problem.

However, at this time, Gu Chen...had a problem.

do not know what to do with it.

He looked helplessly at the person in front of him like a child, his eyes were a little dazed... and he was muttering to himself.

"Why would you do such a stupid thing..."

Gu Chen gently held her hand, his eyes were heavy, and the ends of his eyes were a little scarlet.

God knows, after hearing Third Junior Sister's words, he still couldn't help sneaking to the door of Eighth Junior Sister's room, planning to take a look from afar...but when he saw bright red blood stains everywhere outside the door...his pupils shrank, how much my heart hurts...

He didn't even know how to walk, he stumbled towards Ju Lan's door, without caring so much, he kicked her door open...

The scene inside was shocking, the bedding on the bed was covered with scarlet blood, Gu Chen really didn't know where she got the strength to cut her wrist with a sword...

Gu Chen carefully treated her wound, used the best golden sore medicine in their sect, and carried her to his door on his own initiative.

He thought of taking good care of her like this, and preventing her from doing stupid things again, but Gu Chen didn't expect it to be.

Lan'er, she... seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

never woke up again...

Gu Chen could only stay by her bedside day and night, taking care of her every step of the way.

The high level of concentration prevented him from resting well every night, and his eyes were full of red blood, but he didn't care at all...

He gently closed his bloodshot sore eyes, and piously kissed Ju Lan's forehead, begging her to wake up soon.

"Uh... did I come at the wrong time?"

An untimely voice suddenly sounded in the room, and Mo Fei blushed half of his face. He really didn't expect him to encounter such an embarrassing scene...

You can't blame him, who told him not to close the door...

Gu Chen looked a little unhappy, "What's the matter, Fifth Junior Brother."

Mo Fei felt a little embarrassed, he stammered and said, "Brother... my sword is missing... can you help me find it?"

Gu Chen: ...

That's it?

To bother him...

Gu Chen said in a nonchalant manner, "Find my own sword by myself! It's fine if I lose my sword, but I need someone else to find it for you... What can I do? Excuse me."

Mo Fei was scolded all over his body, and left in despair.

Hmph, senior brother is really a small guy.

Isn't it just that he ran into him and secretly kissed the eighth junior sister... What's the big deal, as for...

Find it yourself!
Who is afraid of who.

It's just that he can't practice sword these days...

……

"Put your hands on it."

Qingxu Xianjun looked at him with a smile, "Little friend, don't be afraid, this is just a spiritual stone for testing inspiration, it won't do you any harm..."

Qian Mo Ye: ...

He is just afraid of this kind of troublesome thing to test the spiritual root...

He put his hand on it and tested it, wouldn't he be exposed!
He's full of demonic energy...

Qian Mo Ye stammered, "Xianjun, I'm still unpredictable, I must have no spiritual roots..."

Even if he had spirit roots, he would still be a demon spirit root!

Xianjun Qingxu looked at him, pretending to be serious and said, "Little friend Yeyue, don't you want to join our teacher?"

"Or do you say that you look down on our Wan Jianzong, think that our Wan Jianzong is too young and too broken?"

Qian Moye's bad temper, if he was in the Demon Realm, he would have lost his temper a long time ago, but unfortunately this is not his territory now, so he can only bear it.

Qianmoye smiled and said, "How could it be? Xianjun, I have come all the way to your sect, I must want to worship under your sect, but..."

"Don't say so many buts." Qingxu Xianjun raised his eyebrows, directly pressed his hand on the spirit stone, raised his eyebrows and watched the changes.

Qian Moye almost lost her expression:? ? ?
Is this what they do decently?

Why is it still mandatory.

Qianmo Yexin fell to the bottom, and he was ready to reveal his identity.

Is it over before it even started?
He hasn't seen her yet...

Qian Moye couldn't help lowering her head, but she still wanted to observe their expressions, and she saw their disappointed expressions.

Qian Moye turned around and left without any hesitation, walking faster and faster, Wu Ziqi called him loudly from behind, "Yueyue! Yeyue!"

"Where are you going!" Wu Ziqi caught up with him panting, and asked him panting.

Qian Moye felt that her identity had been exposed, so she simply stopped pretending, with a cold face, no warmth in her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Don't you all already know?"

Wu Ziqi looked at him inexplicably, "Yes, we already know...but what does it matter?"

Qian Mo Ye:? ? ? ?
No way, Zhengdao can even accept him as a demon cultivator?

He was a little confused.

The expression on Qian Moye's face couldn't be maintained for a moment, just when he was about to say something, Wu Ziqi solemnly patted him on the shoulder, comforting him and said, "It's okay... isn't it just that there is no spiritual root? What's the big deal? .”

Qian Mo Ye:? ?
Is it just that there is no spiritual root?
Didn't Lingshi detect his magic root?

Looking at his shocked expression, Wu Ziqi thought it was because he couldn't accept the fact that he didn't have spiritual roots, so he comforted him and said, "Isn't it just that he doesn't have spiritual roots? If you have nothing to do, you can start as a handyman first..."

"It's just that you may have to apologize to my master first..."

Wu Ziqi looked at him apologetically, "Ah Ye, you left without saying goodbye just now. Master was a little angry and thought you were an arrogant and impolite person. I know you are definitely not such a person, right? You are good. Just talk to Master about it..."

Qian Mo Ye: ...

No, let you down.

he is the one.