Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 54

The appearance of the three of them immediately alerted Li Yuan and the others to be spiritual practitioners, and they appeared immediately.

Seeing that it was Ding Chundong and He Zhong who accompanied Xin Han, they all had smiles on their faces.

Xin Han came in front of the crowd and saluted slightly: "Xin Han has met all senior brothers."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Young brother is on that big tree, let's call him."

"Senior brother Li Yuan, let me go find him."

"Alright."

At this moment, a handsome and tall figure galloped from a distance and landed in front of everyone.

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister Xin is here." Li Yuan said to Feng Ting with a smile.

Xin Han immediately took a step forward and said, "Junior Brother Feng Ting, I made some snacks for you, try it."

"I just happened to be hungry." Feng Ting said casually.

Xin Han smiled slightly, opened the food box, held it in front of Feng Ting, and said, "Taste it."

"Then I won't be polite." Feng Ting reached out and took a piece of hibiscus cake, threw it into his mouth, and smiled while eating: "Osmanthus flavor."

"Yes, but does it still suit my junior brother?" Xin Han asked.

"Not bad." Feng Ting said as he took another piece of rock sugar crisp, threw it into his mouth, squinted his eyes and said, "It tastes like lotus seeds."

"Yes, how does it taste?" Xin Han looked at Feng Ting with a smile on his face.

"Not bad." Feng Ting took out another dry sand dumpling, threw it into his mouth, and praised: "Soft, glutinous and sweet, not bad."

"As long as the younger brother likes it."

Feng Ting swallowed the glutinous rice balls, took out another piece of crispy bun, threw it into his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's fragrant and crispy, and the taste is really good."

"Junior brother is really an expert." Xin Han smiled slightly.

"I can only eat, not cook. You are the expert." Feng Ting continued to eat.

Li Yuan stepped forward, about to take the food box that Xin Han was holding.

Xin Han smiled and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Li, I can still hold on."

Li Yuan had no choice but to back away.

The twelve spiritual cultivators just watched Feng Ting munching, and watched Xin Han painstakingly holding the food box, serving Feng Ting like an old man.They all feel that the junior brother is too ignorant of pity and sympathy.

Not long after, Feng Ting swept away the snacks, looked at Xin Han, and said, "Senior Sister Xin, even though you made me some snacks, I still can't accompany you to Tianshu City."

"Junior Brother, although I very much hope that you will accompany me to Tianshu City, if you are absolutely unwilling, I will not force it." Xin Han said lightly.

Feng Ting smiled and said: "If you say that, I can eat and feel at ease. Well, I won't accompany you when I'm full."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Xin Han quietly watched Feng Ting's back disappear, and then turned to the twelve spiritual practitioners and said, "Senior brothers, I'm sorry, I didn't expect my junior brother to have such a good appetite."

Li Yuan immediately smiled and said, "Junior Sister Xin, we are all rough people, we are not suitable for eating such exquisite snacks, as long as the younger brother is full."

He Zhong also said: "If we follow suit, I'm afraid I'll exhaust Junior Sister Xin."

"Thank you for your understanding, senior brothers. I will make more snacks for you senior brothers to try." Xin Han said.

"It's really not necessary." Li Yuan said so, but he still wanted to try it in his heart.

"Brothers, I'm going to prepare supper." Xin Han bid farewell to everyone.

"Junior Brother Ding, Junior Brother He, try not to make Junior Sister Xin too tired." Li Yuan immediately instructed.

"Brother Li, don't worry, we will help." Ding Chundong said.

He Zhong laughed and said: "I am not as dexterous as Junior Brother Ding, I can only do some work of burning fire and adding materials."

"Do your best."

Li Yuan watched Ding Chundong and He Zhong leave with Xin Han, then turned his head silently, looking at the big tree in the forest.

Lu Bin sighed: "I guess our Ye Haizong is the only junior who can be ruthless in rejecting Junior Sister Xin."

Li Jie next to him agreed very much: "If it were me, I would have already agreed."

Dong Sheng sighed even more: "If it were me, I wouldn't need to ask for help from Junior Sister Xin. I would take the initiative to follow Junior Sister Xin to Tianshu City."

"Not promising." Li Yuan said so, but he was also thinking in his heart, if it was me, I probably wouldn't have the heart to refuse.

Zeng Wenbu is the most cautious and steady one among the twelve spiritual practitioners, and he is also the one who is more studious.

He said silently: "I heard that every year, the Tianshu Conference gathers young talents from the east sea area. If possible, I really want to go and see it."

Li Yuan said bluntly: "To participate in the Tianshu Conference, not only must you be young, but you must also be knowledgeable. You must read the classics and master martial arts. Can you do it?"

Zeng Wenbu smiled awkwardly: "I said I went to see it, not to participate in the competition."

Li Yuan sighed: "In our Ye Haizong, only Junior Sister Xin is qualified and capable to participate in the Tianshu Conference."

"That's that."

Zeng Wenbu also had to admit that the few classics he had read were simply not handy.

"It's a pity that my junior brother resolutely refused such a good opportunity." Li Jie felt very puzzled.

Zeng Wenbu sighed and said: "It's a pity, in my junior brother's heart, that big tree seems to be more attractive than Tianshu City."

Others are not puzzled, not to mention going to Tianshu City, even if they can leave Yehai Mountain for a walk, it will make people very happy!

……

In the middle of the night, the scent of delicious food wafted in the small courtyard, adding a lot of warmth to this remote and quiet small courtyard.

When Feng Ting, Li Yuan, Zeng Wenbu and others came out of the forest, they smelled the scent that made people hungry.

Except for Feng Ting, everyone else touched their stomachs unconsciously.

A group of people walked into the small courtyard and saw Xin Han wearing an apron, with his long hair coiled up, standing beside the steamer.

That looks a bit like a cook, but this cook has a quiet and elegant fairy air.

Such a dress, such a scene, seemed to exist only in fantasy.

Feng Ting also frowned, and his pace was a little slow.

"Junior brother, sit down first." Xin Han greeted Feng Ting with a smile.

Feng Ting sat down casually, holding the table with his hands, and waited quietly.

Xin Han came over with a tea set, poured a cup of tea for Feng Ting, and said, "Have a cup of tea to moisten your mouth first."

"Ah."

Feng Ting picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued to look at Xin Han's elegant and refined figure.

After a while, the dim sum in the steamer was ready, the soup in the pot was ready, the meat on the grill was ready, and the dried fruit was also ready.

Xin Han began to deliver food to the main room, one after another, meticulous and cautious.

Seeing Xin Han being so busy, everyone couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted, but when they looked at the younger brother, although their eyes were no longer indifferent, they seemed to be just admiring, and there should be no feeling of distress.

On the other side, Ding Chundong and He Zhong also placed bowls and chopsticks at the table where Feng Ting was sitting.

Li Yuan and the others were delighted when they saw it. It seemed that they had a share tonight.

Xin Han walked in front of Feng Ting, and said quietly: "Junior brother, let's go in for supper."

"Yeah." Feng Ting was not polite, got up and left.

At this moment, a thin and weak figure walked into the yard, his appearance was very casual, his black clothes, and his dark and thin face matched the night perfectly.

When everyone saw that the fake disciple was coming again, they all became vigilant.

Feng Ting said that he couldn't beat this fake disciple.

At this time, Feng Ting said very casually: "Let's eat together."

"it is good."

The fake black-clothed disciple was not polite, followed Feng Ting into the main room.

Xin Han didn't follow him in, but stood at the door, watched the door close, then turned around, walked up to the crowd, and said, "Senior brothers, please go easy, I'll sit down for a while."

"Junior Sister Xin, you rest, we will do it ourselves."

Ding Chundong immediately moved a chair and asked Xin Han to sit down.

Xin Han sat down slowly, although her expression was still so elegant and refined, but the slow movement of sitting down showed that she was very tired.

Ding Chundong poured a cup of tea for Xin Han, and then went to prepare delicious food for his seniors.

Not long after, the twelve spiritual practitioners also ate it.

They have never tasted such a delicious taste, and all of them are very happy, and when they look at Xin Han, their hearts are full of gratitude.

Because it was so delicious, it was inevitable that they ate it too quickly. After a while, everyone swept away the delicious food prepared for them.

Seeing Xin Han sitting quietly, everyone felt distressed.

This Junior Sister Xin is the most special disciple of the Yehai Sect. She is weak and unable to practice, but she has extraordinary learning ability. She reads through the classics and understands almost everything.

After a while, the door of the main room opened.

The black-clothed disciple came out of the room, he was still so indifferent, still so casual.

Passing in front of everyone, he didn't take a second look, walked out of the yard, and disappeared into the night.

Then, Feng Ting also walked out.

Xin Han got up immediately, walked in front of Feng Ting, and asked, "Is it still to the taste of the younger brother?"

"Not bad." Feng Ting replied casually.

"That's good." Xin Han smiled slightly.

"You're tired too, go and rest." Feng Ting looked at Xin Han and said.

"I'm fine." Xin Han tried his best to act nonchalantly.

"Senior Sister Xin, I'm going to the woods, you can stay in my room." Feng Ting said casually.

Xin Han thanked in a low voice: "Thank you, little brother."

Feng Ting did not leave immediately, but casually walked to the table and sat down.

Everyone was puzzled, why didn't Feng Ting leave immediately?

Xin Han did not go to rest immediately, but sat down again.

"what."

Suddenly, in the dense forest in the distance, there was a cry of pain.

The sound is low and very short.

Except for Xin Han, everyone else heard it.

Feng Ting moved, and flew away looking for the sound.

"Junior Brother Ding, Junior Brother He, protect Junior Sister Xin."

Li Yuan gave an order and chased after him.

The other nine people also flew away immediately.

Soon, everyone caught up with Feng Ting, and saw Feng Ting squatting, with a patch of warm blood under his feet, and in the pool of blood, there was a severed hand.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Whose hand is this?" Li Yuan asked in a low voice.

"A noble man's hand." Feng Ting replied casually.

"How does little junior know it's the nobleman's hand?" Li Yuan was puzzled.

Feng Ting replied casually: "There are no calluses, the nails are neat, and there are such precious rings, of course they are noble hands."

Zeng Wenbu said, "Could it be another big shot from the Rogue Sect?"

(End of this chapter)