The villain wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors every day

A strange color flashed across Chu Yanzhi's eyes, but his face was still calm, "Master just sent me a voice transmission, did you forget?"

"I used the sound transmission talisman to transmit sound to you?" Why didn't she remember?

Could it be that it was misinformed to him in a panic?

Ye Zijin got up slowly, patted the dust off his body, and asked casually, "How did you get here?"

Edgeworth wasn't so quick.

Chu Yan went forward to straighten Ye Zijin's messy hair, and his slender fingers touched Ye Zijin's fair cheeks from time to time, with a focused expression, "I used the teleportation talisman master gave me."

"Did you use the teleportation talisman?" Ye Zijin's eyes widened, and she didn't notice Chu Yanzhi's inappropriate behavior for a while.

Seeing Chu Yanzhi nodded, Ye Zijin's small face was wrinkled into a ball, with a heartbroken look on his face.

Although the teleportation talisman is good, it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

You know, just the one given to Chu Yanzhi earlier consumed her spiritual power for ten years.

She was reluctant to use it on weekdays, but now she was wasted by her little apprentice.

Hey, the flesh hurts, the flesh hurts!

Ye Zijin only felt his head start to hurt, "Little Tangyuan, if it's not an urgent matter, we'd better not use the teleportation talisman."

Chu Yanzhi's slender fingers seemed to caress the skin on Ye Zijin's forehead inadvertently, and the soft touch made people unable to help but sink into it.

The end of the man's eyes was stained with a trace of lust that was not easy to detect, but he forced himself to withdraw his hand, and said gently, "Yanzhi thinks that the safety of Master is a matter of utmost urgency."

"..." Ye Zijin couldn't bear to speak harshly to Chu Yanzhi when she heard the words. She supported her forehead and said dryly, "It's not a problem to deal with an evil spirit. That's it."

If you meet an evil spirit, use a teleportation talisman, no matter how high her cultivation is, it won't be enough.

"Yes, Master."

Although Chu Yanzhi answered "yes", judging from the expression on his face, it seemed that he did not listen to Ye Zijin's words.

Ye Zijin suddenly had the illusion of raising a prodigal son.

That's all, she picked him up, even if she loses her fortune, she can only bear it by herself.

"You are not allowed to go down the mountain privately in the future, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Also, if you meet a girl you like, you should put on a sweeter mouth. Girls in the cultivation world are hard to chase."

Chu Yanzhi glanced at her meaningfully, his thin lips moved, "Really?"

"Of course. I eat more salt for my teacher than you eat rice. I'm sure you're right."

To avoid chasing his wife to a crematorium like some hard-talking male protagonists in abusive novels is not worthwhile.

Ye Zijin babbled all the way, and Chu Yanzhi followed her silently.

At the bottom of his deep eyes, there is a splash of black ink, which is intense and compelling.However, all of this was hidden under the vast night without any trace, like a calm sea with huge waves surging.

The two walked to the gate of Yunguizong, and happened to meet Ye Zichu who came back in the dark.

Seeing that there was another person beside Ye Zijin, Ye Zichu couldn't help but ask, "Why is Yanzhi here?"

"It's a long story, so turn around and talk slowly. It's you, brother, who agreed to come to support me?" She waited for him in the woods for a long time, but there was not even a ghost.

Ye Zichu smiled apologetically, waved her folding fan and said, "I'm sorry, I was delayed by an evil spirit just now."

Seeing Ye Zijin staring at him suspiciously, Ye Zichu leaned his face in front of Ye Zijin, "You don't believe me? Look at the wound on my face, this is evidence."