The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

When Ji Xiuzhu heard the young man's words, he couldn't help but frown.

After all, the boy held it in for a long time, but he only came up with one condition?

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu's frown, the young man knew that Ji Xiuzhu was overthinking, so he waved his hands and said, "Fairy sister, don't think too much. I believe you have also heard from that person just now that my last name is Cui."

Ji Xiuzhu didn't react for a moment. She wanted the Soul-Returning Fruit. How could it be related to the young man's surname being Cui?

The next second, the young man changed the subject and said slowly, "Let me introduce myself again. I am Cui from Zhongzhou. Following the order of the head of the family, I left home to practice. I have been practicing outside for five years. I happened to pass by Zhicao City and learned that the Soul-Returning Fruit that our family lost in the early years was in the hands of that old man Guanghan Jun, so I wanted to take it back."

As he spoke, the young man took the Soul-Returning Fruit from Ji Xiuzhu's hand.

When the young man took the Soul-Returning Fruit back from Ji Xiuzhu, his expression was a little unnatural.

He actually got the Soul-Returning Fruit back so easily!

Fairy sister, you don’t have the slightest intention of stopping me?

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Qin Lan again. Seeing that Qin Lan had no intention of taking back the Soul-Returning Fruit from his hand, he became even more confused.

"Fairy sister, I've brought back the Soul-Returning Fruit. Don't you have anything to say?"

Ji Xiuzhu was stunned when he heard this, and said dully: "You take back your things, what should we say?"

After hearing Ji Xiuzhu's words, Qin Lan nodded in agreement while saying "hmm".

Ji Xiuzhu's unhurried look made the young man feel helpless.

The young man pointed at the Soul-Returning Fruit in his hand with his other hand, and then pointed at Ji Xiuzhu and said logically: "You are a hidden strongman from the Shenyin Sect. I am a weak alchemy practitioner. This is a rare spiritual fruit in a thousand years! Don't you have any ambitions?

For example, kill me and take the treasure?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiuzhu couldn't help but sneer.

When Qin Lan saw Ji Xiuzhu smiling, she couldn't help but lean close to Ji Xiuzhu's ear and said, "Yes, Master. I think what he said makes sense! And he said he is from the Cui family. I don't know if he is powerful or not, but it sounds like he has a strong background.

Just in case, I might as well set up a formation now to trap him to death without anyone noticing."

As soon as Qin Lan finished speaking, the boy's smiling face immediately became a little more alert.

Oh no, he is selling himself!

At the same time, his feet slowly moved back a few inches.

Although he didn't understand Qin Lan's behavior of bullying people in front of him, he admitted that he was really scared after hearing what Qin Lan said.

Ji Xiuzhu's ears moved, and when he heard the boy's slow steps, the smile on his face widened.

She took a step and slowly approached the boy. Just when her face was close to him, she slowly stopped.

Then the tip of her nose moved slightly, and she kept sniffing another fragrance mixed with the scent of medicine on the boy's body.

When she smelled it just now, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Now that she got closer and smelled it, she was even more certain that the fragrance on the boy's body was the scent of her favorite tea in her previous life.

And she happened to smell this fragrance when she was in Shenmu Town.

The reason why she could remember that young man was, firstly, because of his fragrance, and secondly, because the young man kept calling her Master while chasing her. It was really hard not to leave a deep impression on her.

She remembered that the young man also had the surname Cui, and said his name was Cui Yunshen.

Now that I think about it, there is some shadow of the young man in front of me.

However, the boy's voice seemed more stable, and judging from the height of the boy's breathing that she had just felt, the boy was not that tall. It seemed that she had recognized the wrong person.

The boy had always been fond of Ji Xiuzhu's appearance, and now that Ji Xiuzhu was so close to him, the boy's ears turned red and his heart beat wildly.

Seeing that Ji Xiuzhu was getting closer to him and sniffing wildly with no intention of stopping, the young man grabbed Ji Xiuzhu's arm and tactfully took a few steps back.

"Fairy... Fairy sister, you are too close."

After the boy finished speaking, he actually lowered his eyes to hide his inner thoughts, but his ears, which were red all the way to his neck, wrote the boy's thoughts in front of others.

Ji Xiuzhu was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted.

Then she started to cough tactically again, and then she retracted her hand into her cloak and said, "The tea fragrance on you smells familiar to me. Have you been to Shenmu Town not long ago?"

When the young man heard this, he was completely confused.

After leaving Zhongzhou, he headed north. There is a road from Zhongzhou leading to the Far North, but it does not pass through Shenmu Town.

Moreover, the tea-scented pills he used were made by himself, and they were the only ones of their kind.

The fairy sister said she had smelled it. Could it be that the fairy sister was trying to get close to him?

Is it just for the Soul-Returning Fruit in his hand?

Thinking of this, the young man inevitably looked lonely.

In fact, even if the fairy sister didn't try to please him like this, he would still offer her the Soul-Returning Fruit.

Seeing that the young man didn't make any movement, Ji Xiuzhu thought that he didn't want to waste time talking to her, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's just a coincidence. The Soul-Returning Fruit was originally yours, and it's only natural for you to take it back now. If you don't want to, forget it, I won't make it difficult for you."

After Ji Xiuzhu finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave. The young man hurriedly said, "Fairy sister! I have indeed never been to Shenmu Town. The fragrance on my body also comes from the tea fragrance pills, and the tea fragrance pills are also made by me personally, and they are unique in the world. As for this soul-returning fruit, since I promised to give it to the fairy sister, I will not take it back. I took it only because it has my Cui family's restriction on it, and I am afraid of accidentally hurting the fairy sister. So..."

After the young man finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he took the Soul-Returning Fruit in his palm and after he injected some energy into the fruit for a while, the restriction on the Soul-Returning Fruit disappeared.

The fiery red skin gradually turned into scarlet, and a faint golden line appeared in the center of the fruit.

Ji Xiuzhu stopped and his nose moved slightly.

She seemed to have tasted this sweet taste somewhere before.

So she hurriedly took a few steps forward, snatched the Soul-Returning Fruit from the boy's hand, and smelled it close to her nose.

In an instant, a vague memory came to her mind.

Ji Xiuzhu's eyes began to become confused. This time, she didn't feel a headache, but something flashed through her mind like a slide show.

In her memory, she seemed to see a figure walking towards her with a similar fruit, and seemed to be smiling and asking her to eat it.

She tried hard to see the other person's face clearly, but was unable to do so. It was as if it was a mystery shrouded in fog that was difficult to solve.

But as the image flashed by, she regained her composure.

This time she didn't have a headache, so she had reason to suspect that it was because she couldn't see that she didn't feel dizziness and headache.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, the boy stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her.

"Fairy sister, fairy sister?"

Qin Lan saw him waving his hand in front of Ji Xiuzhu, so she rushed forward and hit the boy on the head with a chestnut.

"You bastard, the master can't see you, why are you waving your hands around!"

After hearing this, the young man slowly withdrew his hand and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"I am sorry for being rude. But what has Fairy Sister been thinking about for so long? She doesn't even respond when I call her."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lan also fell into deep thought.

The young man was right. His master had been holding the Soul-Returning Fruit for quite some time. Why didn’t he say a word?

Is there something wrong with this fruit?

Thinking of this, Qin Lan's eyes began to become anxious.

Mo Yunyu was not here at the moment, so he didn't know what symptoms his master had!

At this moment, Ji Xiuzhu slowly spoke out from his silence: "This fruit tastes sweet, I was fascinated by the smell for a moment. By the way, hasn't the second brother come back yet?"

When Qin Lan heard Ji Xiuzhu speak, she immediately looked towards the place where Mo Yunyu left. Seeing that there was no one there, Qin Lan pouted and shook her head.

"Master, there is no sign of Second Senior Brother. Why did Second Senior Brother take so long? Oh, you were silent for a long time just now. No matter how I called you, you didn't respond. I almost thought there was something wrong with the fruit! If you don't wake up, I'm afraid I will teach this brat a lesson."

As Qin Lan spoke, she made a gesture of wiping her neck towards the young man.

The young man felt his neck tighten instantly, and then he quickly moved behind Ji Xiuzhu.

Ji Xiuzhu didn't pay attention to what Qin Lan said otherwise, but instead paid attention to the sentence that said she had been silent for a long time.

She was clearly just stunned for a moment, so why would Qin Lan say such a thing?

Moreover, the images flashed through her mind for only a moment, like a slide show. How could such a long time have passed?

Ji Xiuzhu felt strange and the word "dream" suddenly came to his mind.

Could it be that just for a moment, it was this soul-returning fruit that made her fall into a deep sleep?

After all, what Qin Lan just described really felt like a dream.

What happened in the dream seemed to last only two or three hours, but when people woke up, they found that seven or eight hours had passed and they felt weak all over.

Ji Xiuzhu didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but he did feel a little dry in the mouth.

at the same time,

the other side.

Mo Yunyu brought the leader to a barren mountain, and saw no trace of Ji Xiuzhu and others.

His eyes narrowed, and he threw the leader to the ground with an expressionless face.

The leader was so hurt by Mo Yunyu's fall that he couldn't help but curse a few words in a low voice.

But when Mo Yunyu heard this, he instantly summoned the Frost Sword and pressed it against the leader's neck.

"Just now I saw you staring at the Soul-Returning Fruit without blinking. Tell me, where are you from?"

Mo Yunyu's tone was so cold that no emotion could be heard from it.

The leader was slightly stunned when he heard this, then his eyes rolled around for a few times before he said with a playful smile: "My fellow Taoist, let's make a deal. If you are kind enough to let me go, I will tell you the whole story, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunyu simply glanced at the leader with contempt, and the man was instantly frightened and fell to his knees with a start.

"Grandpa, spare your life!"

"Speak or die."

Mo Yunyu's words were cold, and the look in his eyes as he looked at the leader instantly lost its vitality and became deep.

The moment he looked at the leader, it was like looking at a dead person.

Boom boom boom!

The leader kowtowed three times on the ground, and then his eyes were full of caution.

He looked around and saw that there was indeed no one here. Then he started talking like a deflated ball.

"I am the head of the Mengqi Pavilion in Zhicao City. Not long ago, I received a letter from the pavilion. It said that a group of three people would arrive in Zhicao City soon. Their goal is to take the Soul-Returning Fruit from Guanghan Jun.

Then, he told us that we must bring back the Soul-Returning Fruit. And there was a blind female cultivator in that group, if we could bring it, we would bring it back as well.”

Hearing this, Mo Yunyu couldn't help but tighten his grip on the hilt of the sword, and veins bulged on his wrist.

It can be seen that Mo Yunyu is a little angry at the moment.

Seeing this, the leader hurriedly said, "I admit that I did want to take the Soul-Returning Fruit and the female cultivator away, but I didn't expect that she was actually a pig pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at Mo Yunyu.

But he was surprised to find that the more he spoke, the more Mo Yunyu didn't feel the slightest joy of knowing the truth. Instead, his face became darker.

He just thought that the information he had told was not enough, so he continued: "Look, your cultivation is so amazing. In my opinion, why don't you join my Mengqi Pavilion? I guarantee that with your talent, you will definitely rise to the top!

Let's not talk about other things. With your talent, you should work hard. At least you can become an elder in three years and become the head of a branch pavilion in five years. These are not a problem! Our head of the pavilion is a person who loves talents and will definitely not treat you unfairly. Why do you have to follow that blind man?"

Mo Yunyu was relatively calm during the first few sentences, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly waved his hand, and the Frost Sword pierced directly into the leader's chest, but did not injure his heart.

Seeing the leader in pain and his forehead filled with sweat, he turned the handle of the Frost Sword and stirred it in the leader's flesh.

"Grandpa! What are you doing?! I've already told you the whole story, why are you still treating me like this!"

The leader was completely puzzled, and Mo Yunyu's operation almost made him black out.

But the pain in his chest brought him back to consciousness.

"Who is the founder behind Mengqi Pavilion?"