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There is a large piece of dead wood outside the house, and it is not difficult to pick out a few trees to make two doors.

Yan Yixi made the door with no effort, and even carved some patterns on it with leisurely mind, and made it into a color similar to that of the old house. He also used the self-made sieve to filter the paper paste on the hollow grid, and used it as window paper.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, when the wooden door was finished, the sky was already dark, and it was just like this for a day.

Yan Yixi installed the finished door on the door frame of the old house, feeling a little strange.

The group of handyman disciples of the Lingyi Sect like to come to find fault the most. Although most of them can't get any benefits from her, they always enjoy it like a masochist.

Those people are her pastime to pass the time, but why is it so quiet today, and the day passed so smoothly?

And that Yan Yudie didn't even come to torment her?

Ever since she took root in this desolate forest near the outskirts of the Ling Yi Sect, this woman who left her and left without looking back, always looked at her with a look of hatred, as if as long as she followed her Toss, you can return to the glory of the past.

Or, just in the name of this, to enjoy the pleasure of stepping on the feet of the former master?

Yan Yixi knew that Yan Yudie must have suffered a lot from that spoiled little girl to her present state.But what does this have to do with her?She has never owed anyone, this is true of the Yan family, and the same is true of Yan Yudie.

So she doesn't have to feel guilty about anyone.

Yan Yixi didn't know what Yan Yudie was thinking, and she didn't need to know, because it had nothing to do with her.

Although he was itchy all over because he was not found fault, since there was no trouble to come to the door, Yan Yixi was also happy to relax.She didn't think too much, and rested in the well-restored old house with peace of mind.

However, not long after, she suddenly opened her eyes again in the darkness.

After yesterday's "Unknown", Yan Yixi's perception has almost increased hundreds of times.If it was in the past, she would never have sensed the hidden aura of a Jindan Stage cultivator appearing around her.

But just now, she felt it.

This breath is very familiar, and it was still lingering outside the door before dawn this morning.

Here she is again.

Yan Yixi realized this and suddenly lost sleepiness.

"Excuse me?"

That gentle voice came from outside the door.

She didn't even know Jiang Ningshan's voice. She should have felt that it was very discordant when she was still so soft, but for some reason, she took it for granted when Jiang Ningshan said it now.

The people in the house did not speak, which was expected by her, but Jiang Ningshan was still a little disappointed.

She wanted to restrain her breath and come here quietly to see if the door was repaired. If not, she secretly cast a wind holding technique to block her from the wind.

It's just that when she saw the door that had been repaired, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that the house's breathing was disordered. Did Yi Xi feel that she was coming, so she was woken up?

She knew that Yixi was very wary of others, and thought that if she restrained her breath, she would not be disturbed, but she did not expect that Yixi's perception was so keen.

Jiang Ningshan was a little annoyed, and even more distressed.

What has she experienced to be so sensitive to the outside world?Just the ones made by Yanjia should not be enough...

"Yixi, you... rest well, I won't disturb you."

Jiang Ningshan left here. She knew that if Yixi noticed that she was outside the house, she would be as vigilant as last night until dawn. She just wanted to

Staying by Yixi's side to drive away danger for her, but not to make Yixi sleep well.

Jiang Ningshan left the range of the old house, found a tree branch in the wild forest and dropped it.The door of the old house can be seen here, the distance is not too far, but it is not enough for Yixi to notice her breath, so that is enough.

In fact, Jiang Ningshan didn't know why she suddenly cared so much about Yan Yixi, but it didn't matter, she only knew that she cherished this little girl, and now she just wanted to protect her well.

The bleak wind of the long night sent away a sigh, the lone moon hung high, and the pale moonlight shone on the figure sitting alone on the branch, and the hem of the clothes swaying in the wind, like a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Yan Yixi stood in front of the door, staring at the silhouette for a long time through the gap between the papers.

She wasn't surprised that the other party didn't leave.

After realizing that Jiang Ningshan's aura had disappeared from outside the house, it was undeniable that she felt a sudden panic in her heart, but she soon calmed down again.

Jiang Ningshan will not leave easily. For some reason, she has such a determination in her heart.

So she got up and went to the door, and she saw the figure in the wild forest ahead.

Yan Yixi's palm landed on the door frame, and after a while, she still didn't push the door to go out, but instead returned to the futon, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

If she wants to guard it, she can guard it. She can't feel wronged just because someone else deliberately broke into her life.

However, only she knows whether she fell asleep or not.

For a while afterwards, Yan Yixi continued to meditate as usual.

She seemed to be in conflict with her four-element miscellaneous spiritual roots, and she insisted on cultivating with such a humble innate spiritual root to achieve any results.

However, it is not easy for a cultivator who is gifted with four spiritual roots to cultivate, and the deserted forest where she is located is a place where the spiritual veins are severed and the spiritual energy is thin.

Want to practice smoothly?Unless the sun comes out in the west.

Naturally, no matter how long it has passed, her strength in the gas refining layer still has not improved.

But Yan Yixi's actions were based on drunkenness, and she didn't expect to break through the shackles when she woke up, so she didn't feel sad, and she enjoyed doing useless work every day.

It's just that this period of time went unbelievably smoothly, neither those handyman disciples nor the banquet jade butterfly came to trouble her again, if one or two days was just a coincidence, what about the continuous month?

No matter how dull Yan Yixi is, she can still detect her problems. What's more, she is not only not dull, but she is also extremely intelligent and keen?

Who is helping her secretly?

Except for Jiang Ningshan, Yan Yixi didn't think about it.

For more than a month, Jiang Ningshan always came to the deserted forest when it was dark, sat for a whole night, and left before dawn the next day, as if she was afraid of being seen by someone.

She came more often, and Yan Yixi gradually got used to the other party's breath, and no longer reacted as violently as before.

I don't know if she sensed her thoughts, but Yan Yixi accidentally discovered that the location where the other party stayed in the deserted forest seemed to be getting closer and closer to her old house, and the other party was eroding her boundaries bit by bit with this skill of dripping water through rocks .

Yan Yixi couldn't laugh or cry, but she couldn't open the door to let the other party stay away from her.

Today was also such a day. After Jiang Ningshan left, Yan Yixi opened the door with Chenguang, and looked at the branch bearing the cold figure not far away. He caressed.

The dead branch absorbed the aura that escaped from the other party's practice, and it seemed that there was a faint feeling of sprouting. Yan Yixi closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but the other party only stayed for a short time. After leaving, the sprouting stopped abruptly. In addition, it will not be long before this dead tree will return to be the same as other dead trees around it, without any life.

She raised her eyes and looked at the other dead trees where the other party had stayed. If there were no accidents, they might all be in the same situation as this one.

The other party is so cautious, even such a subtlety, not

Willing to leave traces and give people a handle?Or is it just a coincidence...

No, she never believed in coincidences.

Yan Yixi had been standing in front of this dead tree for a long time, and before she knew it, she was already at work. She looked back at the old house, but in the end she did not go back to "practice", but turned around and walked out of the dead forest.

She just wanted to see what the other party had done, Yan Yixi thought.

She walked slowly for a while, then unknowingly quickened her pace, passed through the junction of the wild forest and the dense forest, and walked to the simple altar where the previous man preached to the servant disciples.

Sure enough, there was someone on the stage, but it was not the one she wanted to see, but a young monk with a beard.He was explaining the way of practice on the stage. Although his face was expressionless, Yan Yixi could also see the impatience in his eyes.

It seems to be rushing ducks to the shelves, reluctantly.

And the disciples listening to the sermon below him also listened to the sermon carefully on the surface, but in fact they had already wandered away.

This is of course, how can Jiang Ningshan's Taoism taught this year be as easy to understand as it is?These jerky explanations and insights fell on the ears of these miscellaneous disciples, no less than listening to the heavenly scriptures. Since they don't understand, how can they ask the other party to pay attention to it?

Yan Yixi backed away quietly, since it wasn't her, there was no need to go any further.

She couldn't hide her disappointment.

But after thinking about it, I guessed that the monk that year should have been arranged by Jiang Ningshan.

If she, the senior sister in charge of the sect, runs to the place of the handyman disciple every day, even if there is no problem, she will be suspected of having a problem.

Deception is inevitable.

But this also made Yan Yixi even more confused. How could she be so careful and loving?

Yan Yixi couldn't understand it.

Yan Yixi doesn't know where the dignified senior sister of the sect lives. She is an outsider who lives in the deserted forest of the Lingyi sect and is not even a disciple of the Lingyi sect. It is impossible for her to enter the Lingyi sect.What's more, even if she can enter, Yan Yixi is not going to question her in front of the other party.

What position does she have, and what capacity does she use to question the other party?

Whether in the past or now, the identities of the two of them are very different, but it is even more so now.They are people from two worlds, how long can the other party last?

Yan Yixi had some expectations in her heart.

She adjusted her mind and stopped thinking about these problems that were bound to lead to unimaginable results.

It's just that after returning to the old house, the tall figure standing outside the ruins at the door made Yan Yixi lose his face again.

She was suddenly bored.

She doesn't wink, talks to herself, and is still a violent man who demolishes her house at every turn. Why does she tolerate such a person until now?

Just because of this person's subtle caring heart hidden under the evil words and deeds?She Yan Yixi, even if she is down and out, so what, does she need this kind of charity?

Yan Yixi wondered if her temper was too good to tolerate the other party's provocations again and again, and she didn't pursue it at all.

What's more, she now has someone who really cares for her.Even if the other party doesn't say anything, they just do it silently behind their backs.

Why should she be hypocritical with this person who gave her mercy?

"Where are you going—"

"You broke my door."

Yan Yixi looked at her coldly, and Yan Yudie frowned deeply: "Some time ago I was sent by the sect to perform a mission, so—"

"You broke my door."

Yan Yixi stubbornly repeated this sentence.

Yan Yudie's eyes widened: "Yan Yixi, are you crazy?!"

"you--"

"I'm not only going to smash your door, I'm going to smash your broken house too!" Yan Yudie was furious, with a yellow light all over her body, she came out blatantly and smashed the old house down.

Seeing Yan Yixi's astonishment because she couldn't stop it in time, Yan Yudie's heart flashed with joy: "I've wanted to do this for a long time.

! ”

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out in the silent forest after the house collapsed. Yan Yudie covered her face in disbelief, and looked at the thin figure in front of her who was holding onto something that seemed to hurt: "You hit me!"

She raised her palm high, with her strength and stature, if she did it, the thin person would be seriously injured by her!

"Yixi!"

Just before being hit by the angry Yan Yudie, a white figure flashed out, quickly embraced the thin figure, and swung the tall man far away.

Immediately, the man carefully held up his red palm: "Does it hurt? Are you injured?"

The person being held in his arms lowered his eyes, hiding the flash of a smile in his black eyes.