Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 8 I will make you stronger

The curtains were flying, and someone's unclosed window let in wisps of night wind.

Jiang Yu was lying on the bed, and the child's bed was not far to her left. She could see his every move at a glance.

The thin quilt wrapped the person into a still hillock, but Jiang Yu knew that there was a person hidden inside, who was not asleep yet.

"You don't have to be afraid. I didn't want to hide it from you. In today's world, the Immortal Cultivation Family and the Immortal Cultivation Sect have slowly retreated from the world, but they are not dead."

"The death of your parents is inseparable from the sect dispute. I won't hide it from you. If you have talent and know how to advance and retreat, I will make you very powerful. Do you want to become very powerful?"

After a moment, the hillock finally trembled slightly, first a small hand was exposed, and then a small head was poked out.

The little face as big as a palm was red from suffocating under the quilt, but the eyes were dark and looked straight at the person.

"I think, Master, I want to become very powerful and protect the people I want to protect."

Jiang Yu put down the curtain, lay down on the soft quilt, and chuckled, "Just be obedient and take good care of yourself first."

"Master, when I become very powerful, can I look for my enemy?"

Song Heqing actually didn't want to avenge his parents, but he wanted to know why he was abandoned by his parents since he was a child. After his grandfather passed away, they didn't come back to look for him.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and prepared to rest, and said perfunctorily: "It's up to you."

Song Heqing squeezed the corner of his quilt and remembered in his heart:
The master seems unreliable, but he is actually quite nice.

At least it's good for him.

By the way, Master has to be soft-spoken rather than tough-minded. He must be obedient, be good at acting coquettishly, and be good at stalking...

Thinking like this, he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

The room was silent.

Outside the door, Tao Qian, who had put away her peach blossom umbrella, heard that there was no movement in the room, and leaned quietly against the door, looking at the dark night and worrying.

He could be considered a human, but his master couldn't find a place for him to live.

Besides, he has lived for more than 700 years, and he knows quite well that men in Tianlin should be beautiful in appearance.

His appearance is adjusted according to Tianlin's aesthetics. He can be considered a handsome man after all. Why does his master dislike him so much? He doesn't even want to take another look at him and still dislikes him.

Is it because he is taller than his master?The master was so angry!

The little peach demon became more and more sad as he thought about it, so he could only run to his peach tree trunk to rest aggrievedly.

Qingcheng Mountain
At Yunxiu Peak, in the main hall, stood a woman in green.

On the high platform and the jade seat, a young woman wearing a dark green robe and black hair tied with a red hairpin frowned, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.

Looking carefully, her eyebrows and eyes are slightly familiar, but after thinking about it, she is somewhat similar to Jiang Yu.

The stage was empty except for a tall woman in Tsing Yi standing respectfully aside.

This person is the woman called senior sister whom Jiang Yu met yesterday.

"Ning Wu, do you know why I came to find you today?" the woman on the high platform said.

Ning Wu had some guesses in her mind, but she still shook her head.

"Ning Wu doesn't know."

"You kid, just say whatever is on your mind, don't think too much."

Ning Wu lowered his head and said nothing.

"Ning Wu, you have been raised by my side since you were born and have been growing up in Yunxiu Peak. I want to hear your views on Qingcheng Mountain, the northern sect of Xingyin Peak and our southern sect."

Ning Wu thought for a while and then said what he was thinking.

"There are two factions in Qingcheng, the North and the South. It seems that the two factions are not fighting, but in fact they have been competing secretly. The Southern faction is close to the banquet capital and is very popular. It is difficult to improve in cultivation. Unifying the Northern and Southern factions is our common goal and eternal mission."

Ning Nan nodded, obviously she was satisfied with Ning Wu's answer.

"It's good that you know that our southern faction can never win just by belonging to the imperial court. The most important thing for us is to practice hard. Did you find anything unusual tonight?"

Ning Wu raised her head, closing her eyes now, she could still recall the strange scene just now.

Thick clouds rolled forward, the Qingyun Mountain was high, and the black clouds seemed to be moving close to the top of the head, making people breathless.

"Tonight, the sky is not right. Thunderclouds are rising and gathering not far away. Someone should be trying to survive the disaster."

"really."

"How is this possible? It's impossible for anyone to ascend." Ning Wu raised his head and spoke excitedly.

"Who told you that someone ascended?" Ning Nan stepped down from the throne and asked.

Ning Wu knew that he had guessed wrong, so he followed Ning Nan and followed her out of the hall to the top of Yunxiu Peak.

The heavy rain after the thunderstorm is still falling.

Even though the raindrops didn't touch Ning Nan, Ning Wu still stood behind her with an umbrella.

Above the peak, the night wind was sluggish, blowing Ning Nan's long black dress, and her long black hair fluttering along with it, Ning Nan's whole figure seemed to melt into the night.

"Look in that direction." Ning Nan looked towards the north.

"Yandu?" Ning Wu followed Ning Nan's gaze.

"To be more specific, it should be the Siming Mansion in the banquet capital. Something has just succeeded in overcoming the tribulation." Ning Nan's face seemed calm, but his heart could not calm down for a long time.

"Next, I'll give you a mission. Pay close attention to the movements of Siming Mansion, especially if any strangers suddenly appear in the manor." Ning Nan told Ning Yao her mission and let her leave.

Ning Wu turned around and glanced at Ning Nan on the top of the mountain, then left immediately.

"Jiang Yu, I always feel a little familiar, as if I've known him in a past life..." Ning Nan's last words were wiped out by Chang Feng.

The next day
Dawn breaks in the sky, and the small courtyard is as hazy as a silver-gray gauze, and everything is silent.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps approaching from far away broke the silence.

"Lord Siming?" Feng Zang knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yu heard the sound and stood up.

After getting dressed, I looked at the child sleeping soundly on the couch, his footsteps so light that I couldn't hear any sound.

After closing the door, Jiang Yu looked at Feng Zang with an anxious look on his face.

"What's wrong? Are you acting in such a panic?"

"Mr. Bai is awake and making a fuss to leave." Feng Zang's head was pounding when he thought of this.

Fortunately, Yun Qi stopped the man in time and asked him to report the news.

"Let's go, if it's later, Yun Qi won't be able to stop anyone." Jiang Yu said with a smile.

Although Baicang is a man with a bit of talent in terms of force, he is still very stubborn and will go through fire and water without hesitation on what he believes in.

It can be seen just from the fact that he went to kill Zhong Liqing alone yesterday.

Before he entered the west courtyard, he bumped into Bo Cang in the long corridor.

When Baicang saw Jiang Yu, he didn't hide away. Instead, he quickened his pace and ran over.

The loose robe now became a constraint.

"Jiang Yu, return Zhu Sha to me!" Bai Cang's face was red and anger burst out of his eyes.

Feng Zang stood in front of Jiang Yu in time, and Baicang tried his best to push him away, but still couldn't get close to Jiang Yu.

I exerted my strength, calmed down my anger, and my sanity began to return.

"Calm down? Can you listen to me?" Jiang Yu asked quietly, leaning against the railing of the corridor.

"Then come with me. Feng Zang, you go down first."

Feng Zang looked at Jiang Yu with some hesitation. The Bo Cang in front of him seemed unsafe.

"How could he hurt me? You go down first." Jiang Yu sneered.

After Feng Zang left, Baicang looked at Jiang Yu's back, clasped his hands, and raised his steps to follow.

(End of this chapter)