The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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"Hahahahaha..."

Wen Yumian's attention was all around him, so how could he be wary of the top of his head, when the hair tie was ripped away, he felt a "thump" in his heart, but when he looked up, it was only a young man in black clothes.

No wonder no one found out.

"Give it back to me." Wen Yumian said.

The young man was sitting on a branch with his back against the tree, with one leg drooping and dangling: "Don't worry."

He jumped down, looked around Wen Yumian, and twitched the hairband with tassels in his hand.

At the end, he asked: "Are you a disciple of Songming City?"

Wen Yumian confirmed that he was human, and said, "Have you seen me?"

"Hey," he smiled and handed back the hair tie to Wen Yumian, "I haven't seen it before."

"However, I have seen your blue clothes before. The Taoist priest of Songming City once treated my sister, but unfortunately, I didn't look forward to it."

Wen Yumian withdrew his hand holding the sword, and put on the hair tie again: "You have to go to Yaoxin City to find a doctor. You have found the wrong person. Besides, there is no doctor in your village?"

Boy: "The ones in our village will be fine if they don't give you a dance first. How dare you bother them."

Wen Yumian: "If you say that, we are destined. Let me ask you, what are you doing here in the wilderness?"

"I?"

Facing the cultivator in front of him, the young man was a little wary, rolled his shiny eyes, and said, "Run away from home, what about you?"

"Look for someone," Wen Yumian said honestly, "Jiangjiazhuang has lost someone, and the villagers sent me to look for it. It is said that the mountain is haunted. Are you not afraid?"

The young man said indifferently: "Don't be afraid, no one is afraid of ghosts."

Wen Yumian laughed: "I didn't expect you to be so young and live a very clear life."

After speaking, he looked the boy up and down, and felt that his stature was no different from the son the old village chief said, so he asked, "Are you Jiang Feng?"

The boy nodded: "So what?"

Wen Yumian let out a sigh of relief: "Then why don't you go home, your father is very worried about you."

In the weeds he was in, he was trampled by the river wind in circles. He kept on his legs, and he didn't want to idle his hands, so he broke off a leaf and put it in his mouth: "My sister has an eye disease, and my father is sick again." I'm angry with him for refusing to heal her."

"Can……"

"Hey hey!" Jiang Feng stretched out five fingers to stop him, "Stop talking, please go back, so you don't have to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng turned around and left. The moon was rising behind the dark clouds, and the light shone on the thing on his waist, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Xie Yang smiled when he saw it: "Unexpectedly, this kid also brought an axe. I thought he was a fool. He came out in the middle of the night to deliver supper to wild wolves."

Wen Yumian probably thought the same way, afraid that he would be unsafe alone, and wanted to persuade him: "There is nothing that a family can't solve together."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Feng, who had walked dozens of steps, stopped, as if he heard something funny, he stretched his legs and laughed, flamboyant and wild...

"Hahahahahaha...It really is a monk, not eating fireworks...I died laughing..."

Jiang Shuyu: "What happened to him?"

Xie Yang: "I told you, I heard a joke."

Fortunately, what Jiang Feng met was not a cold-faced monk like Jiang Shuyu, otherwise it would be useless to laugh and die.

Jiang Shuyu: "?"

Wen Yumian didn't know why he was laughing. Seeing that he was smiling like he was about to recite it, she stretched out her hand and said, "Are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay!"

Jiang Feng avoided it calmly, and then said: "I thought that if the Taoist priest was me, someone else would say those things to you, haha... That scene is so funny..."

What a weirdo.

Wen Yumian said sincerely: "I really don't understand what you said, but I am willing to listen."

The high-pitched laughter stopped suddenly, and Jiang Feng tilted his head to look at him, as if he was examining something...

After a while he said: "You go, don't tell the old man that you have seen me when you go back, just say that I am dead."

"No!" Wen Yumian chased after him, "I promise him to take you back."

Jiang Feng: "I can't either, anyway, I won't go back."

He leisurely walked all the way up the mountain, letting Wen Yumian be soft and tough, without wavering.

Wen Yumian has been going smoothly since he was a child, and this is the first time he met such a difficult boy, so he unknowingly confronted him: "What if I help your sister cure her eye disease?"

He never leaves his sister, probably because he cherishes her very much.

Sure enough, Jiang Feng stopped: "What did you say?"

"I'll help you heal your sister." Wen Yumian repeated again.

"Some people have come to Songming City, but they haven't been cured. You little Taoist priest with delicate skin and tender flesh, can you do it?"

"nature!"

Wen Yumian raised her head, her pride hard to hide: "Although I was born in Songming, my family has practiced medicine for generations, so what if I am young? The master said, I am the most promising person in this generation."

When he mentioned this matter, his eyes were shining brightly, like a little bit of starlight falling into the Milky Way, full of pride.

Jiang Feng hesitated for a while, and said, "Can it really be cured?"

"You have to try everything. If your sister is cured, you will go back with me. If the cure is not good, you will stay here and I will not tell anyone."

Jiang Feng: "That won't work, I can't take the risk in vain! Unless..."

"Unless what?" Wen Yumian asked.

"You hang yourself on the hook with me!"

"puff!"

Seeing his full stomach, Xie Yang thought that he would at least swear by the Ye Mingzhu on Wen Yumian's waist, but he didn't expect to say such a sentence, and immediately sprayed Jiang Shuyu all over the face.

It turned out that it was me who was really full of bad water.

Jiang Shuyu: "..."

"I'm sorry, Master," Xie Yang wiped Jiang Shuyu's face in his hands, "accidentally..."

Unexpectedly, his face was so cold, but his lips were warm and soft, which made people feel a little bit excited.

Xie Yang said apologetically, but he didn't do anything less than what he should have done. Jiang Shuyu didn't resist, so he used the pretense of wiping his face and rubbed it a lot until the lips under his fingers turned red. Jiang Shuyu Lift those Ruifeng eyes to look at him...

"Is your master happy with you?"

"Why is he always looking at you?"

The words of the girl from Yinshu Township came to his ears suddenly, Xie Yang was startled, let go of Jiang Shuyu, and looked into his eyes, it seemed that there was a bit of affection in his eyes.

"He really likes me?... Bah, bah, bah!"

Xie Yang quickly shook his head, trying to get rid of the girl's drunken nonsense.

"Bad luck, bad luck!"

"Impossible, impossible..."

To no avail, the voice became clearer and clearer. He put his palms together and recited the "Qing Jing Sutra"...

Jiang Shuyu frowned and thought: "Could it be that there is something in this environment that affects the mind?"

He quietly made a trick to protect himself and Xie Yang.

In the illusion, Wen Yumian laughed. He stretched out a little finger and clasped it together with the boy's: "Wen Yumian, if something happens, go to Songming City and sue me!"

"make a deal!"

There was a hearty smile on Jiang Feng's face. He had drooping triangular eyes. He was slightly gloomy when he was not smiling, but he was unexpectedly full of vigor when he was happy. Anyone who looked at him wanted to be happy with him. Here, he is probably also a very popular monk.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng seemed to have seen something, and suddenly lowered his brows, pushed Wen Yumian away, then pulled out the hatchet from his waist, and slashed at him.

Wen Yumian was pushed, still in shock, seeing the ax flying towards her, and then flying past with the tip of her hair——

Blood splashed all over Jiang Feng, he jumped over Wen Yumian, pulled out the ax from the tree trunk with all his strength, then picked up a severed head of a corona snake and smiled brightly: "You are so lucky, you don't have to starve tonight!"