Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

The brief meeting broke up, Meng Chaoxing dragged Song Huai away noisily, the hall door opened and closed, Jiang Yao was still sitting there, not intending to move.

"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng's voice was tired.

Jiang Yao sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the table, clutching the edge of the futon with her fingers, as if she was struggling for something.After a long time, she suddenly raised her head: "Where did you get that outer disciple who was arrested during the internal election last time?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Jiang Yao stopped talking again, her knuckles holding the futon turned blue.

Seeing her expression, Yu Sheng was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly evoked a strange smile: "It turns out that there are not all treacherous people like me in this sect..."

Jiang Yao glanced at him and frowned slightly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Yu Sheng smiled, his eyes indifferent.

"Forget it, I'm leaving if there's nothing else to do." Jiang Yao looked at him inexplicably, and was about to get up.

"Wait." Yu Sheng called to her, as if suddenly interested: "When did senior sister get started?"

Jiang Yao raised her eyes: "Ten or eight years earlier than you, why?"

"It's nothing, just ask, then... When did the big master get started?"

Jiang Yao paused, looked at him several times, and then slowly replied: "You two have lived together for so many years, and you don't even know this? Master brother came to the sect when he was two or three years old. I remember it seems that the third elder brought him back... I don’t know the details, why did you suddenly have the heart to ask this?”

"Who knows, I always miss the past a while ago."

"It's more credible to say this from Brother Meng than from you." Jiang Yao saw that there was no one in the hall, and her attitude suddenly became much worse: "Back when Senior Brother brought you back from the fire, I I thought you were an honest and responsible person, and you deserved to be burned to death back then!"

Yu Sheng frowned, and there was no displeasure on his face: "Senior sister, you remember wrongly, I was brought back by Master when he went down the mountain to accept disciples."

Jiang Yao was interrupted, and she became even angrier when she heard the words: "Brother Meng said you are sick, I think you are really sick, you are out of your mind, the head of the sect retreats every year, and he has always been a master when he went down the mountain to recruit disciples. Brother led the team, and I followed, you don’t have to erase this good point if you don’t like Big Brother, right?”

Yu Sheng was taken aback.

The more Jiang Yao spoke, the more angry she became: "I really saved you from your sins. At the beginning, when the big brother dug you out of the fire, he injured a big piece of his hand! It took a long time to heal it after retreating, thanks to your kindness. Don't think that I can't see it just like them!"

Yu Sheng was stunned, as if he didn't hear it.

"You said...it was Senior Brother who brought me back?"

"Ang." Jiang Yao raised her chin and squinted at him.

Yu Sheng squeezed the space between his eyebrows, but didn't speak.

In his memory, things about his childhood are already very vague. He was originally a child of an ordinary family, his parents were ordinary people, and there was a sister who was three or five years older than him. It is remote, although it is still under the jurisdiction of Huanxi Palace, but in the past, when Huanxi Palace went down the mountain to select talented disciples from various human villages, it would not go that far.

And the reason why he was able to come here was because of a fire.

He couldn't remember exactly when the fire started. The memory seemed to have been burned. He only remembered that the entire village was engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, and the land was soaked in blood. He saw that the day before The grandmother who stuffed his snacks fell into the fire, with a huge cut in his neck, and the gurgling blood gushed out from the wound, poured into the burning dry grass, and was also reflected in his black pupils.

Hurry up... run away...

He saw Grandma trying her best to stretch out her hand, calling out to him silently.

The bloodthirsty demons are here, and they want to reduce everyone here to ashes.The villagers fell one by one, and were swallowed by the fire dragon in a blink of an eye.

Run away!

He remembered that his sister, who was also young, rushed out of the fire and pushed him hard. He fell into the ditch, and when he got up again, the whole village had been completely engulfed by the fire, and only one house was left. Blurred shadows.

The family is still inside!He rushed in again, feeling no heat or fear in his heart, only knew that there was fire all around him, a fire that could burn a person's body and soul together.

But where is his family...

When he was young, he stood under the burning roof, and his surroundings were so monotonous that there was only one color left - gorgeous red.

After the crimson, there was endless darkness. He didn't know whether he was dead or was crushed in the ruins.

Until a glimmer of light appeared in the field of vision, a pair of white jade-like hands stretched out without any calluses.

Who is it?As a young boy, he thought dazedly.

Is it a fairy, or impermanence?

No one gave him an answer, and the darkness soon engulfed him again. When he woke up, he was already lying in the ward of Huanqi Palace, and several elders were standing beside him, talking about something.

"This little guy has very good bones, this time he really found a treasure."

"His spiritual root is so pure, only the elder brother in the sect can compare with him, right?"

Master brother?Who is that?

After he recovered from his injuries, he was taken by the elders to practice with the inner disciples.

There are constant struggles among the disciples of the inner sect. Everyone is talented, and everyone wants to be accepted by the master and elders as personal heirs.He was still young and received a lot of bullying, and the people around him tried their best to squeeze him out of the "extraordinary bone" from the valley.

"Is a brat like you worthy? If it weren't for the fire in your village, Zongli wouldn't have gone to that poor mountain village to recruit disciples!"

"Why didn't they burn you to death together?"

"Senior brothers and sisters haven't trained yet. You get up early and greedily to practice swords. Who will you pretend to be so diligent?"

"You're still young, we'll let you go, or don't come next time the elders teach you hahaha..."

In order not to be squeezed out, he practiced desperately, using his immature face as a shield to suppress all those who bullied him and humiliated him in front of the elders, he finally became the first among that group of disciples to break through, and he also succeeded He became acquainted with other senior brothers and sisters who were already direct disciples of the elder.

On the day of the breakthrough, he remembered that he was led by the elders and came to the head hall. A slightly tired elder sat on the high platform and touched his head: "The injury is all healed..."

The young Yu Sheng raised his eyes and stared at him blankly.

The head of the fairy sect seems to be no different from their mortal appearance.

"Okay, I'll accept this child." He heard the elder in front of him say to the elder.

"What do you mean by accepting it?" When Yu Sheng was led away by someone, he raised his head and asked the third elder.

"It means that from now on you will be the direct disciple of the head of Huanqi Palace." The third elder led him through the courtyard.

"The direct disciple of the head? Then, am I going to be the head in the future?" The young Yu Sheng's eyes widened slightly, a little in disbelief.

"Hey, I want to be the master." The third elder took his hand and pointed at the gate of the courtyard: "Then you have to be stronger than him, much better than him—"

Yu Sheng looked at the place he was pointing at, and in front of the arched courtyard gate, a white figure stepped in from the door, the hem of his clothes fluttered, his face looked like a banished fairy, in a trance, that place seemed to be separated from this place, this is the mortal world , that place is a fairyland.

The man seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head this way. In an instant, his clear eyes passed through his mind, and Yu Sheng felt a deep and shameless feeling.

Why is he stronger than this person?

Because of his despicable background, because he is not liked by his elders, because of his dirty methods?

He didn't deserve to stand with that man at all.

"I said, are you dumb?"

Yu Sheng raised his head from the memory, and saw Jiang Yao looking at him suspiciously.

"It's true... I don't remember clearly..." Yu Sheng pinched his eyebrows again, and the tiredness in his eyes became more intense.

"You..." Jiang Yao glanced at him again, as if she wanted to ask something but didn't dare to say it: "Are you all right? I'm leaving..."

"Brother, he's fine." Yu Sheng suddenly said calmly.

Jiang Yao, who had already turned her back and walked out, stopped abruptly. After a while, she slowly pushed the door and walked out.

Inside the door, Yu Sheng lowered his eyes and laughed silently.

He knew the cause of his demons.

——It turned out that his heart, which had already been extremely dirty, still held a trace of...foolishness that was exactly the same as that of his senior brother.

A few miles away from the human city, a half-grown young man in plain clothes got out of a black carriage.

"Okay, don't give it away, I'll just walk over the rest by myself." The man looked about seventeen or eighteen, and his appearance could only be considered handsome, but his mouth was Xi Feiluan's voice.

Fei Zhe's face full of resentment protruded from the carriage: "I'll send you off again, at least to the root of the city..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Feiluan, who had changed his face, shook his hands and turned his head and walked forward, as if he was deaf.

"My lord——!" Fei's heartbroken wailing came from behind.

All the demons beside the carriage looked at their Lord Fei who was suddenly ill.

Huanqi Palace has set up a registration point in this human city, and all humans under the age of 25 can sign up. This is the safest way to enter Huanxi Palace planned by Fei Zhe.

As long as the registered disciples pass the identity screening, they can be sent to Huanqi Palace to participate in the apprentice acceptance meeting there. Most of them will be screened out again, and the rest will be able to stay in the sect. Most of them are successful students. In addition to the outer disciples who do odd jobs, only a few with outstanding talents can be admitted to the inner sect, and those who can be picked up on the spot and accepted as personal heirs will be directly promoted.

Of course, the vast majority of human races don't have the chance to become a great success, but all the human races who came to sign up feel that they are the heart of the golden-winged roc who wants to spread their wings and fly high.

In less than two moments, Xi Feiluan came to the registration point in the city. He saw the crowds of people in front of the registration point but found it difficult.

It turns out that the registration points in large towns are so lively when the annual apprenticeship meeting is about to start?

Most of the people in the crowd were young people who looked about seventeen or eighteen like him. They squeezed forward desperately. Looking from here, the small booth for registration was completely invisible, and there were black heads everywhere. There are also some gray hair mixed in.

Xi Feiluan's eyes slowly shifted to the applicants in their seventies and eighties in the crowd:?

Seventeen or eighteen years old is actually the best age for cultivating Taoism, and isn't the age limit for registration 25?

Xi Feiluan, who always only led teams to scattered villages to find talents, became more and more confused.

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