The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Wansen Courtyard
Night falls, the breeze shines brightly.Walking past Beilu Lake, I looked up and saw a small courtyard, which was similar to her Xiaoqi Pavilion.

Miaoyuan glanced at the people beside her and asked one last time, "Is it really okay if you don't go back so late?"

He has been staying with her for several hours. The apprenticeship banquet is over. Instead of going back to Mujin Mountain, he is still staying in Fenglingxuan.

"It's okay, I'll stay with you for a while."

There really isn't much to do when he goes back. The senior brother may have been tasked with being a master these days, and he can't teach him how to practice at the moment. He can only wait for the call from the master.

As for the senior brother, he doesn't care at all and won't wait for him to teach him anything.After all, he has a blood feud with the Dragon Clan.

Although he is not a person who hates evil, everyone in the Dragon Clan is on his blacklist, but he will not seek revenge from these people. At most, he will not negotiate with each other.

His only enemy was Long Kong, including everyone in Longkong Palace.

Miaoyuan took the lead and walked inside, "Okay, then let's go visit Senior Brother Murong together."

Han Mo nodded and followed her into the small courtyard.

The moonlight fell into the small courtyard, refracting a few faint rays of light, hitting the thick ginkgo leaves, and covering the ground with a sad yellow color.

"Senior brother?" Miaoyuan pushed open the courtyard door and saw the man sitting in front of the stone table under the tree, drinking towards the moon and facing the sky, expressing the infinite pain and unwillingness in his heart.

"You... why are you here?" When Murong Feng saw that they had come in, his mind was still a little clear, even though he was a little drunk after drinking half a bottle of wine.

"We came here to see you. We were afraid that you would be unhappy and drink too much."

Now come over and take a look, it’s really like that.I'm almost drunk. I don't know how much wine I drank.

"I'm fine..." Murong Feng put down the wine bottle in his hand and stood up to entertain them, but as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and couldn't stand.

"Hey, senior brother?!" Miaoyuan and Hanmo were so frightened that they rushed over in a hurry. One of them held his arm to prevent him from falling.

"How much wine did you drink?"

"Senior brother is really drunk!"

"I'm really fine..." Murong Feng was still arguing for himself, but Han Mo was holding his shoulders and taking him into the house.

"No matter whether you are drunk or not, senior brother, you cannot drink this wine."

Han Mo didn't give him a chance to react at all, he supported him and walked straight into the room.

Seeing this, Miaoyuan ran over before them, opened the door, and said: "Be careful where you step..."

This black cloth is in midwinter, be careful if it falls again.

The lamp oil in the room was lit, and the light in each lampshade was rekindled.The whole house became brighter both inside and outside.

Miaoyuan walked to the table and tested the temperature of the water in the pot. Seeing that it was still hot, she reached out and poured him a cup of spiritual tea, "Senior brother, take a sip of the hot tea first to sober up."

"Thank you so much, Junior Sister and Junior Brother Hanmo." After Murong Feng sat down, with his drunken face red, he smiled gratefully at the two of them.

"Senior brother, you're welcome." Miaoyuan handed him the spiritual tea in her hand.

"Senior brother..." Han Mo sat down on the side and wanted to say some words of comfort, but he knew he had just started and didn't know where to start.

"Okay, okay, I know what you want to say, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."

He really wouldn't hold a grudge or grudge because of Junior Sister Yuntong's words. He was just feeling sorry for himself and lamenting that he was not as good as others.

"Senior brother," Miaoyuan sat down opposite him, "I know why you are sad and why you are sad, but she only said what she saw and did not understand the comprehensive facts at all."

"You don't have to mind. Even if you are not a closed disciple, you are still the disciple of the sect master. You are a model for us to learn from and a senior brother we respect. This is an undeniable fact."

"I understand. Thank you very much, Junior Sister Miaoyuan." Murongfeng lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea. His stomach felt warm, and he was no longer as upset as before.His brows suddenly widened, and his mood improved, "I'm sorry that Junior Sister Miaoyuan and Junior Brother Hanmo bothered to come over to see me at such a late hour."

"Senior brother, you're welcome. I'm still waiting for you to teach Miaoyuan how to practice and take the next step. Without your help, senior brother, Miaoyuan doesn't know what to do in this lonely Fenglingxuan."

"Hahaha, junior sister is joking. Master likes you very much. How can you be lonely and helpless?" Murongfeng was amused by her pitiful look. How could she be so cute, like a child.

Miaoyuan raised her chin high, put away her pitiful expression, and said, "Why not? Although they accepted me as a disciple, if you leave me here without any care, wouldn't I be lonely and helpless?"

Han Mo smiled and shook his head helplessly. She had always been so lively, interesting and energetic.

"Yes, yes," Murong Feng put down the cup, sat up straight, and sobered up completely, "But don't worry, Junior Sister Miaoyuan, I heard that Master Ning Shang has returned to the monastery to teach again. With her here, I I think she will teach you well."

"What did you say?" Miaoyuan stood up in surprise, "My aunt is coming?"

Why didn't she hear her aunt talk about this?But when it comes to her aunt, Miaoyuan also feels a little strange. Why haven't she seen her aunt these days?
Murong Feng nodded, "Well, just now during the dinner, Senior Brother Yu Heng told me. He said that Senior Ning Shang had entered the mountain yesterday and had already settled inside the mountain gate."

Miaoyuan: "??!"

Why doesn't she know anything?

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Feng Ling Xuan

Inside Fengling Pavilion
The palace door was gently closed, and Yu Heng turned around and left the courtyard.

In the main hall, the heavy scent of sandalwood incense spread throughout the hall.The brightly lit hall became strangely quiet at this moment, with no one speaking.

Ning Shang sat in front of the table, playing with the spiritual tea cup in front of her, lowering her cold white forehead and not uttering a word.The action of soaking tea in his hands did not stop for a moment.

Those who knew knew that she was making tea, but those who didn't knew thought that she was looking for something to do.

After all, she was neither a slave nor a disciple of the sect, so there was no need to do such noisy things. But only Guan Lan knew clearly that she didn't want to pay attention to him, let alone talk to him.

However, she cannot be tolerated.

Tan Lan raised his feet and walked over, "I have allowed you to re-enter teaching, why are you still so depressed?"

Ning Shang's eyes were only focused on the spiritual tea in her hand, and she didn't even spare him any peripheral vision.

Tan Lan walked towards her without changing his expression, lowered his body and leaned close to her ear, "Aren't you just here for your little highness from the ghost tribe?"

Ning Shang stopped and turned to look at him with a cold brow, which sounded like a warning, "What do you want to say?"

"Yan Yi wanted me to take her in, and I just complied with his wish. What, you don't want her to join me?"

Ning Shang put down the cup in her hand and turned around without looking at him, "You know what I want, but you still comply with my brother's wishes."

"If I didn't comply with his wishes, how could you re-enter the mountain gate?"

"Are you forcing me?!" Ning Chang looked at him with red eyes, a look of disgust on her face, so she hated the way he looked like he was sure of victory, covering the sky with one hand.

"I'm not forcing you. This is the only way I can go."

If she didn't do this, she might never enter the mountain gate again and teach her disciples.

"Get out!!" Ning Chang stood up, pushed him to the ground, and left angrily.

Tan Lan fell to the ground and simply sat with his sleeves fluttering. He looked at her gradually leaving figure with a cold face, and a cold smile slightly raised at the corner of his lips.

He will get what he wants by any means necessary, let alone people.