The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

"My lord sees your beauty as a mistake!" Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Xueer's coquettishness, "No one wants to see your flesh, why don't you cover it up?"

Seeing that the tricks were useless, Yao Xue'er had no choice but to tidy up her collar slowly and replied seriously: "It's not entirely my fault, it's all due to the rumors of the death of the old head of the Taoist priests of the immortal sect. Such a big controversy has never happened before, if the Demon Venerable doesn't seize the time to deal with it, I'm afraid it will inevitably be taken advantage of by those who want to."

"Moreover, a party of the demon king's sons fled to the Taoist territory of Xianmen and pretended to be the demon king to harm the world everywhere. If things go on like this, there will definitely be chaos."

Ji Li frowned slightly and said, "Okay, just wait for Changying to leave Wuya Mountain together."

Anyway, Wuya Mountain is already in civil strife, and I am afraid that there are not many old Taoist priests in the Pingxu Pavilion who can teach spells with peace of mind. Ji Li is really worried about letting the girl stay here alone.

Unexpectedly, the girl in her arms said, "No, it's not been three years yet."

"you……"

Before Ji Li could say anything, it was Yao Xueer's enthusiastic suggestion.

"Then, Grand Master and I have known each other for many years. If the Demon Master is worried, how about I stay and take care of the little Changying?" Yao Xueer is not in a hurry to return to the Demon Realm anyway.

Chang Ying pricked up her ears to listen to Master Li's response, only to see a light suddenly appear in front of her covered eyes.

Master Li withdrew his hand calmly, looked over and asked, "Are you really not leaving with me?"

"Well, Changying wants to learn spells well before returning to the Demon Realm to find Master Li."

Changying has always wanted to do something for Master Li, and now that she finally has the opportunity to learn spells in Wuya Mountain, she is naturally unwilling to leave rashly.

Ji Li's expression became more and more serious, thinking that the girl really doesn't know the dangers in the world, and the Wuya Mountain Taoist priests are eager to catch the monster to avenge the old head. If she reveals her identity, she may be tortured to death.

"If Mozun is reluctant to let go of his sweetheart, it's better to keep it in his bosom." Seeing Ji Li's hesitation, Yao Xue'er provocatively said.

Changying didn't understand Yao Xueer's ulterior motives, but she just waited for Master Li's decision with all her eyes.

"Okay, if you want to stay in Wuya Mountain, you can stay." Ji Li couldn't bear the girl's gaze, and because Yao Xue'er said it on purpose, he naturally didn't want to be laughed at.

"Ok!"

When night slowly enveloped the mountain forest, when Ji Li got up to leave the bamboo house, the girl stood by her side with red eyes, her little face was not at all joyful as usual.

Ji Li touched the girl's face and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, this is what you want to keep."

The girl shrugged her nose and replied, "Changying, you're not crying."

In fact, Ji Li already regretted the impulsive decision he made just now because of Yao Xueer's words.

But when Ji Li was in the dark night, the girl stood in the corridor with a lamp and did not change her mind, but Ji Li had no choice but to leave Wuya Mountain.

That night, Chang Ying slept back in the side room of the bamboo house, and woke up when it was dark, her eyes were still a little sour.

When she came out of the house, she happened to meet Yao Xue'er, and before Chang Ying could react, her cheek was pinched.

"Poor little Changying, why are your eyes swollen?" Yao Xueer pinched the girl's soft face and smiled.

"Changying wants to leave my lord." The girl answered with a low melancholy in her bright eyes.

"Hey, don't be discouraged." Yao Xueer let go of her hand, and looked at the girl who had no energy to comfort, "Time flies quickly for us monsters. Maybe it will come after blinking a few more times a day."

"Is what the demon sister said true?"

Changying tried to blink her eyes and asked curiously.

"Of course it's true." Yao Xue'er suppressed a smile and rubbed the girl's head, thinking that this child was too easy to deceive.

In the morning, Changying went back to Cangshu Pavilion as usual, so rare that she was so quiet that she didn't even have the mood to talk to the birds that had landed on the windowsill.

For most of the day, Changying was sorting out the scriptures and dharma books. Occasionally, a few Taoist priests came to Zangshu Pavilion and left quickly.

It seems that Zangshu Pavilion is a dangerous place, and everyone keeps away from it.

Changying buried her head in copying the spell formulas, just thinking about hurrying up.

When Zirou came out in the evening, the sunlight in Zangshu Pavilion was still bright and dazzling. Because of her forced practice of forbidden techniques, she is now somewhat afraid of the sun.

But the little Taoist nun didn't care at all. The old lady raised some potted plants outside the library, but now she is taking care of them.

"Senior Sister Zirou, are you feeling better?" Chang Ying was holding a watering can to water under the eaves, her little face flushed with heat.

"En." Zirou drank tea and glanced at the little Taoist nun, still thinking about how to get her truth.

Or just use her identity as a monster to threaten her to hand over the secret technique?

But the big monster hiding in the dark has a high level of cultivation, and Zirou is quite scrupulous.

There are so many Taoist priests with high Taoism in Wuya Mountain who have not found the big monster. Zirou somehow suspects that the big monster may have been hidden among the Taoist priests.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems that only the master aunt has been wearing a mask so that people can't tell the truth from the fake.

In the evening, Changying left Zangshuge to go back to the bamboo house, and Zirou followed quietly.

The night slowly shrouded the sky with only a little bit of sunset glow, Yao Xueer quietly landed in the bamboo forest and looked at the Taoist nun who was sneaking behind Changying.

It was clearly midsummer, but the Taoist nun was so cloudy, something was really wrong.

"It seems that something is wrong." Yao Xueer didn't want Changying to reveal her identity under her nose, after all Ji Li didn't say anything, but she knew that the baby was tight in her heart.

Just when Yao Xueer was about to make a move, a silver-white veil approached quietly from above, and the long sword stopped Yao Xueer's sorcery.

"Long time no see!" Yao Xue'er tilted her head back and tried her best to avoid the sharp knife in her throat, but she smiled calmly.

"I have warned you many times, if you dare to touch a single hair of the immortal Taoist, you will never show mercy to you." Master Aunt held a thin blade in one hand and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

Yao Xueer pinched the sharp blade with her fingertips and smiled: "I really didn't intend to kill her."

At most it was just knocking her out.

"You're still lying, you were ready to do it just now!"

This sharp blade cut down suddenly, and a large piece of green bamboo was broken in the bamboo forest. Yao Xueer rose into the air and touched her broken strand of long hair distressedly, "Are you using it so hard?"

Yao Xue'er had no choice but to turn into a wisp of green smoke and escape from the bamboo forest. The Taoist priests patrolling around heard the sound and hurried to the bamboo forest.

"Master, what happened just now?"

"It's okay, it's just practicing swords."

The Taoist priests looked at the fallen green bamboo, wondering if such a lethal move is needed to practice swords?

The elder brother here did not have the enthusiasm to go back to the bamboo house because he left the adults, and walked slowly with the spell on his back.

When she returned to the bamboo house, Changying was too frightened to move, only to see Yao Xue'er being pinned to the throat by the master aunt with a sword, the scene was very dangerous no matter what.

But Yao Xueer calmly pushed aside the sword and said, "Don't be afraid, Changying, this is the well-known master aunt of Wuya Mountain Pingxu Pavilion."

"Hi, Aunt Master." Changying bowed her head and saluted.

"Right now the devil world is in trouble, and if I don't kill you, I've violated the ancestral precepts." The master aunt looked coldly at Yao Xue'er who was drinking tea, "What else are you here for?"

"She wants to learn magic, so I will accompany her."

"Learning spells?" Aunt Master glanced at the girl standing in front of her, and turned her head to Yao Xue'er, "How many true and false lies have you told over the years, do you remember clearly?"

Yao Xue'er shook her head honestly: "Because I never care about these small things, but you left me and hurried back to Wuya Mountain, how uncomfortable it is!"

"You suddenly came back to look for me, I'm afraid you have something to do with this child, right?" Aunt Master looked at the girl with a long sword in her face, her expression became more serious, "I will definitely find out the truth about the death of the head master, and then..."

"Don't worry, it's definitely not me!" Yao Xue'er snatched the words, and stretched out her hand to swear to the sky, "If I murder the leader, please let me be struck by lightning, and I will die!"

Before the words were finished, a thunderbolt suddenly fell on a sunny day, and it reverberated in the mountains and forests.

Yao Xueer quickly withdrew her hand in fright, and the master aunt at the side looked at her with a sneer and said, "Okay, if the sky doesn't give you a thunderbolt, I'll kill you with a sword through your heart!"

"Do you want to be so ruthless?" Yao Xueer covered her heart in fright.

Chang Ying, who was completely ignored, couldn't understand what they said until late at night, Yao Xue'er was beaten out of the main house by the master's aunt.

Changying was so frightened that she hurriedly chased after her and asked, "Sister Yao, is it hurting you?"

"Oh, my old waist." Yao Xue'er yelled and looked in, and waited for a while before she climbed up and sat on the recliner in the corridor and muttered, "Changying, you really want to thank I made a heroic sacrifice for you."

Hey?

"Sister Yao, why did you get beaten by Grand Aunt?"

"It's a long story to say." Yao Xue'er lay down on the recliner, letting Changying pat her back, "Do you still remember when we came to the Demon Realm, I told you about finding an old friend?"

Changying nodded and said, "Yes, I know."

"Your master aunt is my old friend."

"So that's how it is." Chang Ying asked in confusion, thumping her back, "But Master Aunt is so fierce to Elder Sister Yao."

Yao Xueer stood up and sighed in response: "Hey, who made me look so good-looking that I was so attractive that she didn't believe me anymore."

Changying always felt that this sounded a little weird.

In the middle of the night, Changying originally wanted Sister Yao to go back to the side room to rest with her, but Sister Yao was unwilling to leave the reclining chair at the door of the main house, as if she still wanted to go into the main house.

Chang Ying didn't sleep well at night, and in his dreams, he would occasionally dream of Mrs. Li, and occasionally the old lady.

But the light dream was interrupted by a strange noise from the main house.

The voice didn't look like crying or laughing, it was sometimes quick and sometimes elongated, as if being tortured.

Changying was so scared that she got into the thin blanket, chanting spells silently, trying to concentrate on sleeping.

When the sky was hazy and bright, Changying came out of the side room with light blue eyes.

There was no Yao Xue'er in the reclining chair in the corridor, and Changying was so frightened that she hurriedly looked into the main room to see what was going on.

When the door opened, Changying looked in surprise at the master and aunt standing in front of her, and was about to ask.

The elder aunt hurriedly left the main house with her clothes in her hands.

"Little Changying, it's really early to wake up." Yao Xueer's clothes were in a mess, most of her belt was scattered and untied, she walked out of the room with soft and silky eyebrows, leaning lazily on the bamboo railing of the corridor, She looked intently at the elder sister who was washing clothes by the stream.

Changying looked at Yao Xue'er in confusion, only to find that Yao Xue'er was wearing a silver-white gauze dress similar to that of Grand Master Aunt, and the crimson clothes held by Grand Master Aunt earlier were obviously Yao Xue'er's clothes from yesterday .

Strange, are they reconciled?

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