Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

The man in red, whom the young man addressed as "Sir," remained silent.

But the young man seemed to have heard something, and he smiled and replied, "Yes, there are new family members. Our Crystal Palace is becoming more and more lively, and no one will feel lonely anymore."

The breeze passed through the hall, causing the pearl curtains to sway slightly and collide gently, making pleasant crisp sounds.

The man in red still sat quietly behind the beaded curtain.

Only the young man slowly stood up and bowed to the man in red: "Then Teng Yu will take his leave first."

There seemed to be a faint sigh sounded in the main hall, but everything seemed like an illusion.

The young man who called himself Teng Yu just left the main hall.

……

the other side.

Poyun Sect, on the Golden Platform.

Wen Qionghua rarely took time to deal with her own businesses, but instead invited a friend to her place to drink tea and appreciate the flowers.

Qin Zhen planted these flowers while she was recuperating from her injuries because she felt the Golden Terrace was too monotonous. The flower dew can be used to make tea, and the petals can be used as medicine.

It is an excellent spiritual plant found by Mu Guiyi in a secret realm.

Unexpectedly, Mu Guiyi himself was unwilling to plant the crops, but was harmed by Qin Zhen.

At this time, the spiritual flowers were in full bloom, and the entire golden platform seemed to be surrounded by a circle of misty pink clouds, giving it a dreamy feeling of sunset.

In the place with the widest view on the Golden Stage, Wen Qionghua placed her favorite set of tea table and chairs.

On the tea table, water was heating in a small red clay stove, and the best tea leaves were placed next to the tea set on the side.

Wen Qionghua waited for about a cup of tea before the "friend" finally arrived.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The person who came was none other than Mo Xuanyi.

Compared with before, his figure seemed to be more transparent, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

Seeing this, Wen Qionghua was a little worried: "Are you feeling well?"

"I told you, you don't have to be so polite to me." Mo Xuanyi shook his head slightly.

"Etiquette cannot be abolished." Wen Qionghua insisted.

"I am just a spirit, and I was forced to wake up. If I can't find a suitable body, I will gradually weaken. There is no need to panic."

It was clearly an extremely dangerous situation, but Mo Xuanyi downplayed it, as if his own weakness was not worth mentioning.

Wen Qionghua opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But considering the person in front of her, who had seen all kinds of storms, whatever she said seemed a little redundant.

So in the end, Wen Qionghua didn't say anything more about it.

Instead, he asked Mo Xuanyi to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.

"Why do you want to lead all your disciples to Anchuan?"

Wen Qionghua asked the question in his mind.

After all, it was Mo Xuanyi who first pointed out that Qin Zhen wanted to get married.

Mo Xuanyi did not answer immediately, but picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.

The familiar smell is mixed with a hint of floral scent, which is interesting.

The fragrance of this flower is very similar to the unique aroma of the surrounding mist flowers. I guess the flower dew is used to make tea.

The faint fragrance gradually calmed the madness in Mo Xuanyi's heart.

Only then did he answer Wen Qionghua's question with a normal expression.

"Because there lies the secret of how the whole story began."

"Story?" Wen Qionghua didn't understand.

Mo Xuanyi didn't mean to explain any further, he just sighed softly: "When it's time to understand, you will understand."

Wen Qionghua was an extremely smart person. Even though Mo Xuanyi didn't say anything, she was able to immediately realize what he meant.

"Something limits you, doesn't it?"

Mo Xuanyi didn't say anything, but just gave Wen Qionghua a faint smile.

But Wen Qionghua knew that meant she had guessed correctly.

"I can't tell you until the time comes. I can't tell you... This story you're telling is very important, right?"

Although it was another question, Mo Xuanyi knew that it was not a doubt but an affirmation.

Sure enough, without Mo Xuanyi saying anything else, Wen Qionghua already had more guesses in her mind.

"You forced yourself to wake up because of... Qin Zhen?"

After all, the time when Mo Xuanyi woke up was the day when Qin Zhen joined the sect.

"This time you are bringing everyone to Yasukawa, hoping they will discover something that you cannot explain?"

Mo Xuanyi sighed softly, then looked up at the sky.

It was as if I could see something through the thick clouds.

After a long while, he finally spoke: "From the day my body fell into the hands of the Sky Demon Clan, I knew that maybe... one day I would become your greatest enemy."

Just like the original story.

Wen Qionghua: “!”

"So, I hope that everyone will grow up enough before that day comes. In this way, even if there really comes a day when I can't help myself, you can kill me with the sword in your hand."

Even when talking about death, Mo Xuan remained calm.

"Ancestor!"

Mo Xuanyi personally poured a cup of tea for Wen Qionghua: "Everything is up to you."

He has arranged everything he can.

Even if he was prepared to die, he was already prepared.

If "Heaven's Law" had not prohibited him, he would not have been able to destroy himself, and he would rather die in that battle between heaven and demon.

Mo Xuanyi slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Qionghua, I obey your command." Mo Xuan's tone did not allow for refusal.

"Disciple... obey your command."

Wen Qionghua stood up and bowed deeply to Mo Xuanyi.

"You have taken good care of the Poyun Sect over the years. Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Xuanyi looked at Wen Qionghua and his tone became gentle again.

He still remembered the first time he met Wen Qionghua.

It was on the battlefield after the rain.

There were corpses everywhere, and the land beneath one's feet had turned dark brown due to the blood. Even the rain could not wash it clean. Broken weapons and swords were scattered all over the ground, and the breath of death enveloped this devastated city after the war.

A child, not even as tall as his sword, was holding a broken sword and fighting with a group of crows for rotten meat.

Seeing him coming, there was no surprise in Wen Qionghua's eyes, and she never thought of asking him for help.

Instead, he cautiously picked up the broken sword and pointed it at him, refusing him to get close.

"what!!!"

The little child, who couldn't even speak because no one taught him, could only make the most primitive sounds, which intimidated and expelled him.

In the rain, he met Wen Qionghua's eyes.

Those were a pair of pure eyes, so pure that their only thought was to try their best to survive.

He wanted to take Wen Qionghua away, but she was too vigilant and would not allow him to get close.

He knew that he could use force to take the little girl away, but facing those eyes that only wanted to survive, he couldn't do that.