The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

The appearance of the three people immediately alarmed the ones who were protecting Li Yuan and the others.

Seeing that it was Ding Chundong and He Zhong who accompanied Xin Han, all of them smiled.

Xin Han walked in front of everyone and greeted: "Xin Han pays her respects to Senior Brothers."

Li Yuan laughed: "Junior Brother is right on top of that big tree, let's go call him."

"Senior Brother Li Yuan, let me go look for him."

"Sure."

At this moment, a tall and handsome figure flew over from afar 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 happen to be hungry." Feng Ting said casually.

Xin Han revealed a slight smile, opened up the food box, and held it in front of Feng Ting, saying: "Taste it."

"Then I won't be polite." Feng Ting said as he reached out to grab a piece of hibiscus cake and threw it into his mouth. As he ate, he smiled and said, "It tastes of osmanthus flowers."

"Yes, does this suit Junior Brother's taste?" Xin Han asked.

"That's right." As Feng Ting spoke, he took another piece of candy and threw it into his mouth. He said with squinted eyes, "It tastes like lotus seeds."

"Yes, how's the taste?" Xin Han smiled as she looked at Feng Ting.

"That's right." As Feng Ting spoke, he took out another round dried sand soup and threw it into his mouth, praising: "Soft and sweet, not bad."

"As long as Junior Brother likes it."

Feng Ting swallowed the Soup Dumplings, and took out another crispy flour bun. He threw it into his mouth and laughed: "The rich and crispy flavor is really good."

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

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

Li Yuan walked forward, and was about to receive the food box that Xin Han was holding.

Xin Han laughed: "Many thanks Senior Martial Brother Li, I can still hold on."

Li Yuan had no choice but to retreat.

Just like that, Twelve Spirit Cultivators watched as Feng Ting ate his fill, watched as Xin Han worked hard to hold onto the food box, and serve Feng Ting like he was serving the Old Master. They all felt that the Junior Brother did not know how to show mercy to the fairer sex.

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

"Junior Brother, although I really wish for you to accompany me there, if you are absolutely unwilling, I won't force you." Xin Han said indifferently.

Feng Ting laughed: "If you say it like that, then I can eat more and feel more at ease. Un, after eating my fill, I will not accompany you anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Xin Han quietly watched as Feng Ting's back figure disappeared, then turned and spoke to the Twelve Spirit Cultivators: "My apologies, senior brothers, I never thought that Junior Brother's appetite would be so good."

Li Yuan immediately laughed: Junior Sister Xin, we are all barbarians, we are not suited to eat such exquisite snacks, as long as Junior Brother is full.

He Zhong also said: "If we were to also eat, I'm afraid that would tire Junior Sister Xin out."

"Thank you for your understanding, seniors. I will make more supper for you all to taste." Xin Han said.

"There's really no need." Even though Li Yuan said this, he still wanted to try it in his heart.

"Seniors, I'll be going to prepare supper." Xin Han said goodbye to everyone.

"Junior Brother Ding, Junior Brother He, try your best not to let Junior Sister Xin get too tired." Li Yuan immediately instructed.

"Don't worry Senior Martial Brother Li, we will help." Ding Chundong said.

He Zhong laughed out loud. "I'm not as good as Junior Brother Ding, I can only do the task of adding materials to the fire."

"As long as you do your best."

Li Yuan watched as Ding Chundong and He Zhong left with Xin Han. He silently turned his head and looked at the large tree in the forest.

Lv Bin sighed: "I estimate that in our Night Sea Sect, only Junior Brother would be able to be ruthless and reject you."

Li Jie, who was at the side, agreed immediately: "If it was me, I would have agreed long ago."

Dong Sheng lamented even more, "If it were me, I wouldn't even need Junior Sister Xin to open her mouth and beg me. I would have taken the initiative to follow him to the Heavenly Book City."

"You're hopeless." Although Li Yuan said this, he was also thinking in his heart, if it was me, I probably wouldn't even have the heart to refuse.

Ceng Wenbu was the most cautious and steady one of the Twelve Spirit Cultivators, and also one that was relatively easy to learn.

He silently said: "I heard that every year, young talents from the East of the Sea Area are gathered here. If I could, I'd like to see it. "

Li Yuan impolitely said: "In order to participate in Heavenly Book Assembly, not only must you be young, you must also be knowledgeable, read all the ancient records, and learn from Ling Wu. "Can you do it?"

Ceng Wenbu laughed awkwardly: I said that I'm going to take a look, not participate in the competition.

Li Yuan sighed: "In our Night Sea Sect, only Junior Sister Xin has the qualifications and the power to participate."

"Of course, of course."

Ceng Wenbu had to admit, he couldn't even take out the few books that he had read.

"Unfortunately, Junior Brother actually rejected such a good opportunity." Li Jie was extremely confused.

Ceng Wenbu sighed: "What a pity, in Junior Brother's heart, that big tree seems to be even more attractive than Heavenly Book City."

Not to mention going to the Heavenly Book City, even if they could leave the Night Sea Mountain for a walk, it would make them very happy!

Deep in the night, the small courtyard was filled with the fragrance of delicious food, giving the quiet and secluded courtyard a much warmer scent.

When Feng Ting, Li Yuan, Ceng Wenbu and the rest came out of the forest, they could smell the smell that made people hungry.

Other than Feng Ting, everyone else unconsciously rubbed their stomachs.

The group of people entered the small courtyard and saw Xin Han wearing an apron, with her hair tied up in a bun, standing by the side of the bamboo steamer.

It looked a little like a chef, but this chef gave off a quiet and elegant immortal aura.

Such dress up and such a scene could only exist in an illusion.

Feng Ting also frowned, and his footsteps became slower.

"Junior Brother, take a seat." Xin Han greeted Feng Ting with a smile.

Feng Ting casually sat down, his hands supporting on the table, quietly waited.

Xin Han brought a tea set over, and poured Feng Ting a cup, and said: "First, drink a cup of tea to moisturize your mouth."

"Yes."

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

After a while, the pastries in the steamer were done, the soup in the pot was done, the meat on the grill was done, and the dried fruit was done.

Xin Han then began to send food to the main house, one trip, meticulous and careful.

When everyone saw Xin Han being so busy, they could not help but soften their hearts. However, when they looked at Junior Brother, although their eyes were no longer cold and indifferent, they seemed to only admire him.

On the other side, Ding Chundong and He Zhong were also placing bowls and chopsticks on the table that Feng Ting was sitting at.

When Li Yuan and the others saw this, they were extremely happy.

Xin Han walked in front of Feng Ting and said quietly, "Junior Brother, go in and eat supper."

"Yes." Feng Ting did not hold back, he got up and left.

Right at that moment, a thin and weak figure walked into the courtyard. His appearance was very casual. The black clothes he wore and his swarthy, shriveled face seemed to match well with the darkness of the night.

When the crowd saw that the fake disciple had come again, they couldn't help but become vigilant.

Feng Ting had said it before, that even he was unable to defeat this fake disciple.

At this time, Feng Ting said in an extremely casual manner, "Let's eat together."

"Alright."

Without holding back at all, the fake black clothed disciple followed Feng Ting into the main room.

Xin Han did not follow them in, she only stood at the entrance and watched as the door closed. Then, she turned around and walked to the front of the crowd and said: "Seniors, please do what you need to, I will first take a seat."

"Junior Sister Xin, rest. We'll do it ourselves."

Ding Chundong immediately brought over a chair for Xin Han to sit on.

Xin Han slowly sat down. Although her expression was still calm and refined, the fact that she sat down so slowly 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 senior brothers.

Not long after, the Twelve Spirit Cultivators also began to eat.

They had never tasted such a delicacy before, and every one of them was beaming with joy. When they looked at Xin Han, their hearts were filled with gratitude.

Due to the fact that it was simply too delicious, it was inevitable that they would eat too quickly. In a short moment, everyone had completely swept away the delicacies prepared for them.

Seeing Xin Han quietly sitting there, everyone's heart ached.

This Junior Sister Xin was the most special disciple of the Night Sea Sect. Her body was weak and she could not cultivate, but she had extraordinary learning ability.

After a while, the main door opened.

The black-clothed disciple came out of his room. He was still as cold as ever, and as casual as ever.

Walking past the crowd, he didn't even spare a second glance as he walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the darkness.

Following that, Feng Ting walked out.

Xin Han immediately stood up and walked to Feng Ting, and asked: Do you like the taste of Junior Brother?

"That's right." Feng Ting casually replied.

"That's good." Xin Han revealed a faint smile.

"You're tired too. Go and rest." Feng Ting said as he looked at Xin Han.

"I'm fine." Xin Han tried her best to act as if nothing had happened.

"Senior Sister Xin, I'll go into the forest. You can stay in my room." Feng Ting said casually.

Xin Han said in a low voice: "Thank you, Junior Brother."

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

Everyone was puzzled, why did Feng Ting not leave immediately?

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

"Ah!"

Suddenly, from the dense forest in the distance, a painful cry sounded.

The sound was very low and very short.

Other than Xin Han, everyone else heard it.

Feng Ting's body moved, flying towards the source of the sound.

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

Li Yuan ordered and chased after them.

The other nine immediately flew off as well.

Very quickly, everyone caught up to Feng Ting. They saw that Feng Ting was crouching, with warm blood under his feet. In the pool of blood, there was a severed hand.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and their hearts turned cold.

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

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

"How did the Junior Brother know that it was his benefactor?" Li Yuan did not understand.

Feng Ting casually replied: "It doesn't have an old cocoon, its nails are neat and tidy, and it even has such a precious ring on it. Of course it's your noble hand."

Ceng Wenbu said: "Could it be another big shot of the Raider Sect?"