Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

"You're back? Why did you bring the rice dumplings back?" Jiuye glanced at the things on the table.

"Master went to have tea with his uncle. Do you know which uncle he was?

I've been here for almost a year, and I didn't even know there was an uncle! "Wan He clapped his hands, cleaned the spiritual grass he had just collected from Cangya Peak, threw it into the stove, and snapped his fingers to light the fire.

"How do I know? I'll be here as long as you want. For matters within the Kunlun Snow Region, it's better to ask the locals!"

Jiu Ye balled his cheeks and waved a very coquettish red fan in his hand. With his coquettish and lawless face, he spoke with an expression that meant he wanted to be beaten. Wan He glanced at it and shook his head.

"Don't say you are my spiritual pet when you go out."

"Although I really don't want to say it, why don't you let me say it?"

"I am a girl from a good family, and I am really not worthy of being a master and servant with a dandy like you!"

"Ha!" Jiuye sneered: "I don't dislike it, but you dislike me first.

Look at your underdeveloped figure, you can’t tell the difference without looking at your head! "

Wan He seriously looked down, then raised his head and asked, "I'm not over 14 years old. Isn't this a normal figure?"

"A disciple of the Hehuan sect who is the same age as you has a curved front and back. Didn't you see that Zaiyu?"

"Hey, are you afraid that you have a crush on this little girl?

Just like what you like, what does it mean to squeeze your master here? "

"You said you went to Hehuanpai for an interview, but they didn't accept you. Is it because of your body shape?"

Wan He felt that Jiu Ye was getting more and more heart-wrenching and good at spreading salt.

"Really? I think what you said makes sense. The God-Gathering Pill you just made is of high-grade quality. Do you want to try it?"

"Although I don't think much of anything below the holy level, if you beg me, just do it...hey, what are you doing?"

Wan He pretended to give him the pill and suddenly threw a talisman on Jiu Ye.

"I don't have k, I don't have k, pineapple biu pineapple biu, dinosaurs carry wolves and wolves resist, dinosaurs resist wolves and wolves, dinosaurs carry wolves and wolves carry them, dinosaurs carry wolves and wolves carry them..."

Jiu Ye held a red fan and suddenly started dancing on the spot, singing uncontrollably songs she didn't understand, her eyes looking like she wanted to kill Wan He in front of her.

Wan He sat down and poured himself tea slowly.

"Xiao Jiu'er, did you tell me that I hold a special grudge?

Have you forgotten your last dancing experience?

Or do you think that you have recovered your spiritual power and human body, and you can completely control me?

Sing, I haven't been back for a long time. If you sing a few lines to me from time to time, I can still miss you a little and relieve my lovesickness! "

"My surname is Shi. No matter when I get to know you, it's worth it. My surname is Shi. Writing is like a galloping horse..."

"I am just an ant carrying rice, 5152535455. I am carrying five grains of rice back, 555453..."

"Always thinking about you day and night, feeling depressed like crazy..."

"Our love is like autumn leaves, we can't wait for the flowers to bloom..."

"The orange sunset appears on the horizon, and the night slowly blooms to reveal the stars..."

In the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Jiuye sings non-stop, indirectly calling Mai, gathering the advantages of singing and dancing bloggers, dynamic DJs, and Mai calling masters.

Wan He took a sip of tea, peeled some walnuts and threw them into his mouth. He crossed his legs and tapped his toes in time with his singing. He closed his eyes and shook his head, looking like an old man in Chengdu listening to a play in a teahouse.

"Don't tell me yet, Xiao Jiu'er has the potential to be an idol.

You can make your debut on the spot!

I have to pack it up for you and send it to you for a performance. Are the gold, silver, spiritual stone instruments still inexhaustible? "

Jiuye's eyes changed from angry at the beginning to now she is secretly gritting her teeth.

In the past, this little talisman drawn by a monk would have been nothing more than a drizzle of water to him, not even enough to scratch an itch.

But now, he is no longer the Nine-Tails, and most of his spiritual power has been sealed. He has also made a blood contract with Wan He, and his blood is suppressed. Whatever his master wants him to do, he will still do it even if he breaks the seal, unless he blows himself up and dies. .

Wan He was enjoying the afternoon time comfortably, thinking about Jiu Ye's debut, when a transmission note sounded outside the window.

"Xiao Qi, come to Cangya Peak quickly!"

It was the voice of Master Yanmo.

Wan He stood up and clapped his hands, looking at Jiu Ye's eyes that suddenly lit up.

Jiu Ye had never felt that Yan Mo's voice was so beautiful.

"Okay, I'll go to Cangya Peak first. I'll spare you today. If you dare to say that I can't tell the difference between positive and negative in the future, be careful not to sleep too hard at night!"

Wan He lay on Shu Si and flew away. Jiu Ye dropped his shoulders and collapsed on the soft couch, with a thin layer of sweat on his face.

Somehow the meridians suddenly became very smooth.

On the plate of walnuts, a sparkling elixir lay quietly there. I don't know if Wan He forgot to take it back or put it on purpose. Jiu Ye swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation.

A strong sense of warmth suddenly spread in his dantian, and before falling asleep, he curled up the corners of his mouth.

He knew that the smelly girl was not that cunning and mean after all. He was familiar with this feeling, and it was no surprise that when he woke up again, he would either have a breakthrough in cultivation or have more tails.

Wan He came to Xuanyue Tower: "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Ah, come and take a look, the Demon Slayer Convention has officially started, and I have the pictures they sent back here!"

Wan He immediately kicked off his shoes and socks and climbed to Yan Mo's side, leaning against him. He raised his head with excitement on his face: "Wow, these are senior brother and senior sister. Where are the others?"

"They are randomly teleported when they enter. They have to find their fellow disciples in the shortest possible time, otherwise they will be attacked by others."

"What's the first level?"

"Pick up the flags. Whoever gets more flags will be qualified to enter the second secret realm first. The second secret realm will capture treasures, including magic weapons, weapon refining talismans, spear talismans, etc..."

Wan He tapped his chin: "Then whoever gets the most flags first will be attacked and robbed by others?"

"nature!"

"That being said, it's better not to get too much first!"

"Xiao Qi is very smart!" Yan Mo rubbed her head.

Wan He turned to look at him, and when he saw his faint smile, Wan He frowned: "Master, didn't you say that you went to see your uncle for tea?"

"Uh... Well, your uncle went out to fish, and I'll be back!"

Wan He half-closed his eyes to examine the changes in his expression.

"Hey, Xiaowu also received a memory stone. It's just for you. Do you want to see it?"

Wan He knew that Yan Mo was changing the subject, but he still accepted it happily: "Have a look!"

Her eyes turned from Yan Zhong to Yan Yi, and she blinked.

"This……"

Yan Mo: "Interesting..."

"Who is this person next to Fifth Senior Brother?"

"Lian Jing and Wu Si on Penglai Immortal Island.

The freshman secret realm conference that your fifth senior brother participated in was defeated by these two people! "

"Lian Jing???" Wan He stared at the boy next to Yan Yi. He looked about the same age as Yan Yi, about fifteen or sixty-seven years old.

Feng Shen is handsome, has an outstanding temperament, and has bright eyebrows. He is the male protagonist of the original work after all. He is indeed almost as tall as the fifth senior brother.

Uh... ahem, Wan He does not rule out the subjective consciousness of his own existence, but objectively speaking, the original work also specifically introduced that the demon cultivators and monsters are too beautiful, and generally no cultivation sect can keep up with them.