A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

"What are you going to do with it?"

Feng Wuhen looked at Yan Shuyue.

Yan Shuyue looked at the little girl curled up in a ball and said, "Keep it for now."

"Are you sure you want to keep them? Their bodies have been fused with the blood of demon gods, and the demon lord will find them sooner or later."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Yan Shuyue smiled, "It's just a good time to use them to lure out the Demon Lord. After all, if the hearts of the Demon Lord and the Demon God are not eradicated, the sword hanging over my head will never fall."

"You have to drag them all out and see if I catch them all in one fell swoop or if I get a sword on my neck."

After hearing her last words, Feng Wuhen immediately frowned and said, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Yan Shuyue patted his arm and said, "Don't worry, I will be careful."

She had said so, and Feng Wuhen could only obey her words.

Carry one and drag the other.

He took all the lost items and the little girl back to Bieyuan.

As for the thunder lock, it seemed that it appeared just to help Yan Shuyue catch people. After catching the people, it disappeared.

Back at Bieyuan, Yan Shuyue took a look at the sky.

It will be breakfast time in a while.

She thought for a while and said to Feng Wuhen, who was pretending to leave but still looking back every step of the way: "Stay for breakfast, I'll cook it myself."

Feng Wuhen's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking that Yueyue was going to have a long-lost breakfast with him, but the next second he heard Yan Shuyue say again -

"Bring some ingredients and let's go to Master's courtyard to cook them and eat them together."

Feng Wuhen: "..."

Okay, so it turns out it’s not a world of two, but a world of three?

Although he was a little depressed, Feng Wuhen still listened to her words obediently. He picked up the noodles in one hand and the chicken in the other, and followed Yan Shuyue to the top of the mountain.

Passing through the bamboo forest, the door of the fenced courtyard is open directly.

It was as if he knew they were coming.

When they saw the people in the small courtyard again, Yan Shuyue and Feng Wuhen couldn't help but twitch their lips.

"Can several elders come to Master so early to handle matters?"

Elder Lan smiled and said: "It's time to arrange the trials for the new disciples next month."

Elder Zhu turned his head and said, "We still need to discuss how to arrange the remaining descendants of the previous rebel families."

Elder Mei touched his beard. The old man, who was not good at telling lies, could only cough and pretend to be serious and said, "I can't help it. There have been a lot of things in the temple recently."

"Yes, yes, who let the Holy Master always be the hands-off shopkeeper? There are too many things to do, so you have to come early."

Elder Ju smiled and said so, but his eyes had already fallen on the ingredients Feng Wuhen was holding in his hand——

"Oh, is it possible that you, my nephew, are here to make breakfast for the Holy Master? That's just right. The four of us haven't eaten yet. I think my nephew wouldn't mind making a few more portions, right?"

Yes, four.

This early in the morning, the five elders were all together with only one sword elder who was still guarding the Demon-Suppressing Pass.

And the Holy Master was almost angered to death by these shameless old guys.

Obviously his good daughter is here to make breakfast for him!

As a result, these four guys seemed to have ears on his mountain peak, and they hurried over as soon as they heard the noise.

The Holy Master couldn't help but said in a faint voice, "You old guys have already gone off the grain, so why are you still having breakfast?"

Elder Ju said confidently: "What the Holy Lord said is wrong. Although we have all gone away from the grain, it is still necessary to satisfy our desires from time to time, especially because our little nephew is filial to us."

That is obviously the intention of honoring my old father!

The Holy Lord glared at him angrily, hinting with his eyes: Eat whatever you want, get out of here!

Several elders looked at the sky and the ground, but they couldn't see the hint in his eyes.

On the other side, there was Feng Wuhen with the same dark eyes.

Originally, he thought that it would be depressing enough to change the world of two people into a world of three people. Unexpectedly, I only became more depressed, not the most depressed.

Feng Wuhen was carrying noodles and chicken, but he didn't want to say a word to these old people.

In the end, all the resentment was vented on the chicken.

Yan Shuyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, since everyone is here, let's eat together. It's not a big dish anyway."

Although she said this, Elder Ju came over curiously and looked at the ingredients.

"There are noodles and chicken. Do you want to make chicken noodle soup?"

"Yes, there's still a while until dawn. I'll go make soup for everyone first."

Leave such trivial matters as killing chickens to Feng Wuhen.

Yan Shuyue started to make a fire.

The two were soon busy in the kitchen together.

Or to be precise, Feng Wuhen was busy alone.

Yan Shuyue was about to boil water, and Feng Wuhen immediately took it.

Yan Shuyue was about to chop the chicken, but Feng Wuhen immediately took it.

Yan Shuyue was about to cook noodles, but Feng Wuhen immediately took them.

Every time before, he would say: "Yueyue, please put it down and leave this little thing to me."

So Feng Wuhen took over all these little things one by one. By the time the last breakfast was cooked, Yan Shuyue only got one job of filling the bowls.

Yan Shuyue: "..."

Didn’t you agree that I would cook?

In the small courtyard outside, except for Elder Ju who poked his head in the kitchen from time to time, everyone else was really busy dealing with things.

However, a few people still whispered from time to time.

"Hey, hey, Lord Holy Lord, don't you think the relationship between your two disciples seems to be a little too good?"

Hearing what Elder Ju said, the other three elders all glanced at the two people in the kitchen.

The Holy Lord's expression froze, and he cursed in his heart: Brat, I'm afraid no one can see it? !

He held back his anger and covered the two of them: "It's okay, isn't it normal?"

Elder Ju shook his head, "No, no, no, look at your eldest disciple, Feng Wuhen, the Bingshan boy who has only had a straight face since he was a child. Is there a time when he is usually so attentive to others?"

The Holy Lord was speechless in his heart.

If there wasn't someone else present, he would definitely have given his eldest disciple a beating today!

While getting angry, he said: "You are overthinking it. Aren't the two of them both senior brothers... bah, senior brothers? It doesn't seem strange that a senior brother should be nice to his junior brother, right?"

The holy master who almost lost his temper bit him hard and then turned around.

However, Elder Ju still looked at him doubtfully, "Why are you so nervous and stuttering when you speak?"

Speaking of this, Elder Ju suddenly thought of something, "Wait, is it possible that that thing is true?!"

The Holy Lord felt nervous for a moment, "...What is true or false?"

Elder Ju sighed and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Okay, okay, Holy Lord, you don't have to pretend anymore. In fact, we all already know."

"what do you know?!"

The Holy Lord suddenly widened his eyes.

As a result, I heard Elder Ju say——

"We already know that your two apprentices are addicted to sleeve cutting."

Holy Lord: "..."

The other three elders who already knew Yan Shuyue's daughter said: "..." (End of Chapter)