Mistress, she has to be my master

"Help!"

"Stop fighting!"

"Please don't slap your face!"

To protect the secrets of Wanji Pavilion, the owner of Wanji Pavilion spent a lot of money to install magic circles with protection and sound insulation mechanism in each sub-chamber, so that no matter how miserable the people inside were, they couldn't hear them from outside.

But later, the top position on the latest beauty list finally changed, and the story behind it is not enough for outsiders.

Only very few people know that after being frightened by his pig-headed apprentice one day, the master of Wanji Pavilion went to Jingdaozong with a dark face, and then came back with a half-white and half-black face, which can make this person feel embarrassed, many People are very curious about what happened in the middle.

It's just that the owner of the Wanji Pavilion didn't want to bring up this matter again, so no one knew what happened during this period of time.

Disappointed, Wen Jiayin apologetically told Miss Anise about the Wanji Pavilion. After receiving the information, Miss Anise looked at the words on it and felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

"It doesn't matter if you really can't find it, maybe it's fate." Girl Hui said softly.

"We will try our best. Don't you see that we have already found the traces of your existence? If you follow the clues, you can always find the identity of the other party." Wen Jiayin comforted.

"Yes." Anise girl nodded.

"My master has already helped you find my little master uncle. Although my little master uncle looks unreliable, Sheng had a lot of friends when he was young, and he was just old enough for that time. Maybe she heard over you."

When Jiuxian was not completely decadent, she was really a more reliable person. She liked to travel and wander around, and she especially liked to make friends. In the whole world of cultivating immortals, she was equivalent to another know-it-all besides Wanji Pavilion.

It wasn't until after the battle between immortals and demons that Jiu Xian, who had captivated countless people in the world of cultivating immortals with his unrestrained demeanor, completely turned into a drunkard, and he didn't know how much of his former reliability was still left.

Before Xin Yun saw anyone, she already smelled the wine that was about to marinate this place. She was a little hesitant. Can such a person really be counted on?

"Hmm..." Because she felt that she could feel the breath of her deceased lover in her dream, Jiuxian felt a severe pain in her heart when she woke up a little bit. Wanting to relieve the pain, she moved out of her inventory and completely poured herself into a big mouthful. drunk.

"Little Uncle." Xin Yun finally found the core position from the strong alcohol smell, and the layers of wine jars placed under the tree told the outsider what the owner of this place was drinking.

"...Isn't this, little nephew?" Jiuxian smiled a little foolishly, she was lying on the branch dangling, as if she would fall off at any moment.

"You, you're back hiccup..." She hiccupped, her eyes gradually closed, and she looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"Little uncle, please take a look at this mask, I wonder if you know its owner." Xin Yun took out the mask of the anise girl, and put it in her field of vision a second before Jiuxian closed her eyes.

Jiu Xian looked at the mask and suddenly stopped moving. If Xin Yun hadn't made sure that the other party's eyes were still open, she almost thought that the uncle had fallen asleep.

"Uncle Master?"

"Pfft!"

In Xin Yun's somewhat different expression, Jiuxian's dignified cultivator fell from the tree and smashed all the empty wine jars to pieces.

Xin Yun didn't know what to say, she stretched out her hand to pull her up, but the other party didn't appreciate it, not only pushed her outstretched hand away, but even snatched the mask from Xin Yun's other hand.

This is the precious thing of the fennel girl, so naturally it cannot be snatched away by a drunkard, if it is accidentally damaged, she does not know how to explain it to the fennel girl, so Xin Jun backed away to avoid the drunkard's movements.

"This is, this is..." Jiuxian's trembling voice coupled with her broken expression made people feel very pitiful.

But this is not a reason to give her other people's important things, Xin Yun wrapped her fingertips in the cold air, and was about to let the little uncle sober up.

"This is... mine, give it back to me, give it back to me!" Jiuxian's eyes were covered in blood, and her way of killing was wrapped in an extremely terrifying brutal murderous intent, bursting out, and the sky instantly began to surge. The blood thunder was actually the onset of a madness she hadn't had for many years.

It is not a good choice to let the little uncle explode in the sect. Just being slightly affected by her killing intent can drive some low-level monks who are not firm-willed crazy.

Fortunately, Xin Yun's strength is higher than that of Jiuxian, otherwise the situation would be very difficult.

This is an accident?Or did the mask of the anise girl irritate the uncle?

Xin Yun had a delicate mind, and quickly connected some of the unexplained actions of the former master uncle with the current affairs, and gradually came up with an answer that was so coincidental that it was shocking.

She took the lead in suppressing Jiu Xian, took the knife from her hand, and used special skills to force him to calm down.

"Master, you know this mask." Xin Jun said in a positive tone.

It's a pity that Jiuxian, who was drunk and insane, couldn't answer her question normally. She only struggled and emphasized: "My...give it back to me..."

It is really sad that the former proud son of heaven has fallen into such a situation.

Miss Anise... Ah Anise?

"Uncle Master, do you want to see Miss A Hui?" All kinds of force suppression before were useless, but as soon as these words came out, Jiuxian stopped struggling immediately.

"Ah Hui..." The blood in her eyes gradually faded, and her crazily killing intent subconsciously subconsciously subsided.

Although the power that the Jiuxian erupted just now was suppressed in time, all the monks in the sect who were combined to cross the tribulation were aware of it, and two familiar forces erupted, no one would recognize that this was the fight between the junior sister and the junior uncle ?

"Don't panic, I'll go and have a look." The suzerain comforted all the fit monks, and then set off for the place where the conflict occurred.

Wen Jiayin was drinking tea with Miss Hui when she suddenly coughed up the water in a sudden burst of strength, what is little master uncle doing?How dare she "bully" her master!

This kind of thing is absolutely intolerable!Wen Jiayin bid farewell to Miss Hui in a hurry, rolled up her sleeves and was ready to help beat up the little master uncle.

Girl Hui looked at the direction Wen Jiayin was leaving with a gloomy expression. She didn't know why she always felt the power of someone other than Miss Xin Yun, and the familiarity made her feel uncomfortable.

Maybe I saw her before I lost my memory?In order to explore her blank memory, Miss Hui put down the teacup in her hand and chased after her.

"Young master uncle, you are crazy!" Wen Jiayin ran faster than anyone else, and was relieved to see that the little master uncle was the one being detained, and the master was unharmed.

Wen Jiayin took a few steps to come to Master's side, and then smelled a strong smell of alcohol, "This is how much wine I drank, my god."

"Ayin, where's Miss Hui?" Xin Yun asked in a low voice.

"Miss Anise? Miss Anise is in the guest room...she's here!" Sensing an approaching aura, Wen Jiayin immediately pointed to the distance.

Jiuxian also raised his head following the direction of her finger, and saw the blue figure.

Xin Yun let go of her hand, Jiu Xian staggered two steps forward, and then disappeared in the same place in an instant, and the place where she appeared in the next second was right in front of Miss Hui.

The two bumped into each other, and Miss Hui cried out in surprise, but Jiu Xian hugged her waist and cried loudly.

"Ah Hui woo woo..."

The suzerain was the last one to come. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately covered his eyes. He was worried that he would be assassinated when the little master thought of this matter in the future.

"This is..." Wen Jiayin was shocked and speechless.

Xin Yun hugged her waist and sighed softly, "Perhaps...the people they are looking for are all around."

"Isn't my little master uncle playing hooligans with the help of alcohol?" Wen Jiayin withdrew her ready-to-kick foot, but she kicked it directly after the master stopped her!

"She still has this ability to distinguish." Xin Yun felt a little bit emotional, such a shameless appearance fits very well with the little uncle in the past.

"Wuuuuuu..." The Jiuxian who was crying like a rascal was unwilling to leave no matter what he said, and Miss Hui stood there stiffly and awkwardly.

"Excuse me, do you know me?"

Miss Anise couldn't remember anything, but she could feel that the woman in front of her was a little familiar, so she didn't throw her out when she was hugging her smelling of alcohol.

Jiuxian's crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at Miss Hui with her teary eyes. She had seen A Hui's phantom no matter when she was drunk or in a dream, but there was never a time when "A Hui" would say that she didn't know herself.

In the state of drunkenness, the feeling of grievance rushed to the head, and then a louder cry rose directly to the sky, and Wen Jiayin, who was far away, could feel his ears buzzing.

I don't know if Miss Hui will directly despise the dead little master uncle.

However, that girl Hui chose a move that no one expected, she raised her fists and dropped her fists, a crisp sound of "bang dang" was heard, and the little master uncle fell down without any movement.

That's right, who can beat physical training when it's close to the body?

"I'm sorry..." Miss Hui bit her lower lip when she saw the master and apprentice not far away, and then at the strange woman lying in front of her, "I didn't mean it."

I did it subconsciously.

"It's okay, she deserves it." Wen Jiayin laughed and watched.

"Ahem... I'll have someone take care of my little uncle, Miss Hui, don't worry." Even the suzerain embarrassedly expressed that it was none of her business.

Although Wen Jiayin, Xin Yun and the suzerain all expressed that they don't need to care about it, Miss Hui felt very sorry for herself, so she took the responsibility of taking care of the drunk.

Until the morning of the third day, girl Anise went into the drunk man's room and found that there was no one on the bed, and she searched everywhere but couldn't find where he had gone.

She asked around if anyone saw him, but she searched the entire sect and found no trace of Jiu Xian.

Could it be... After Jiuxian woke up, he remembered the embarrassing things he had done, and ran away overnight because he was ashamed to see others?

Isn't Miss Hui the person my uncle is looking for?You can't even want people for the sake of face, can you?I always feel that Master Uncle is not such a person.

Wen Jiayin stood in Jiuxian's room and searched the sect from top to bottom with her spiritual consciousness far surpassing Jiuxian's. Then she silently raised her head and found the small piece of clothing hanging from the beam.

Its owner seemed to have noticed this too, and quickly pulled back the corner of his clothes.

"..."

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-2013:30:14~2022-08-2113:00:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Thousands of mountains and rivers are just one of you;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of power quality and content; 4 bottles of Ah Fei; how to relieve worries, there is only one bottle of riches and Shimo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!