These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

There is no other way.

Wei Tu stood up, but stretched out his hand towards Ran Xinxue.

"Get up."

At this time, his expression could not be called gentle, but calm. Perhaps this was the most harmonious state when the distorted relationship between the two existed.

Ran Xinxue looked at his outstretched hand, but turned her head away, stretched out her hand to support the chair, and forced herself to stand up.

Wei Tu withdrew his hand without feeling embarrassed, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, wearing a dress under the sun, as if gradually restoring the image of the suzerain who was cold, gorgeous, and superior in the past.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Ran Xinxue frowned and found that Wei Tu was still looking at her behind her.

Wei Tu came back to his senses and smiled.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the current suzerain... is not as weeping as before."

In an instant, the cheeks stained with new snow were blood red.

The red tide even spread to his neck.

"Get out, I never want to see you again!"

Wei Tu waved his hand.

"If you don't want to see it, you can see it. If you don't approve this thing, I will come every day. I hope you can bear it."

"..."

Wei Tu just left, and the expressions of the remaining women suddenly changed.

She leaned on the chair and seemed to want to vomit something, but couldn't do it at all.

Immediately, he remembered this young man's bad taste and the method of humiliating himself...

She seemed to be disheartened and cold now.

He could only reach out and hammer the chair angrily.

But it was futile, she bent down and picked up the file on the ground.

Then adjust the table back.

"Damn bastard...!"

-

And thousands of miles away.

The edge of the Southern Sword State.

A house in a village.

The gate of the courtyard is tightly closed, and the villagers outside are having a good time. Those who herd cattle, those who farm fields, some have the name of the village who just came back from the market, and there are also children wearing flowered shirts and braids. Qianmo criss-crossed and laughed and played.

But they seem to have no idea what's going on in the mansion.

Blood leaked from the room inside and the door without a threshold, soaking the soil in the yard little by little.

Scarlet is spreading.

And in the room with the door closed at this time.

The corpses on the ground were lying here and there.

They were all wearing the clothes of ordinary villagers, but what contradicted their identities was the dagger all over the place, shining coldly in the pool of blood.

But a figure suddenly appeared on the chair, and she was sitting there.

Looking at everything in the house with indifferent eyes, as well as the last man kneeling on the ground, kneeling in front of him.

The man looked so simple and honest, like an innocent person whose family had been destroyed for no reason.

But this young girl who looked pure did not have the slightest kindness in her eyes.

She looked at the man on the ground indifferently, and finally spoke.

"Now, why don't you pretend you don't know anything?"

The man on the ground glanced at the girl in front of him with hatred.

"If you want to kill, you have to kill Xi Ting Zun!"

"It's quite tough."

"Our whole family is sworn to death with you, an evil bastard!"

"Evil? Hahahaha...that's funny, when will Nalan Jie's people call others evil?"

"..."

The man was suddenly speechless, his eyes flickering as he looked at the young girl in front of him who was too young but too powerful.

"Are you wondering who I am? You should know, don't your people have many portraits of me?"

The girl smiled, "Bai Youwei, do you know? If you don't know, then I'll tell you a more impressive title, Daughter of King Garan, is it clear now?"

"……Oh it's you."

The man knelt on the ground, his eyes finally became fierce, and with a flick of the simple and honest before, it seemed that the disguise had been completely torn off.

Bai Youwei looked at him coldly.

"Don't pretend now?"

"It's because our skills are inferior to others that let you come in. There is nothing to say... But you dare to appear in this kind of place, and soon your tracks will be noticed. You have no chance."

He said so.

Bai Youwei raised her head slightly, her beautiful neck was as graceful as a swan.

"Yes, but you don't seem to think about one thing, why do I dare to come to you."

"..."

The man didn't speak, Bai Youwei continued.

"It's very simple. In the Hundred Thousand Monster Mountain, you tried to kill me, but unfortunately failed. Since the best opportunity has been missed, I will be like your nightmare. Not only you, but also you companions, I will clean them up one by one."

The man gritted his teeth.

"So what! Lord Mozun will avenge us! You will die sooner or later, the remnants of your past!"

Bai Youwei stood up, pointing at him with a long sword in her hand.

"Of course I will die, but it must be after Nalan Jie's death. Don't bother him to come to me, and I will go to him."

With a flash of sword light, a huge human head fell to the ground.

The blood was sprayed, but it couldn't stain the girl's clothes.

She put the sword back into its sheath, pushed open the door, and walked away like a frightened bird.

The child outside seemed to see something, raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and pulled the woman beside him.

"Mom! There are gods!!"

The woman chuckled.

"What's so strange about immortals? There are immortals everywhere." PS: Well, this rear projection should be pretty good. I asked the artist at the beginning that the raging bear must be big! big!

63 The Best Master, The Worst Disciple

It's another half month.

Wei Tu finally got these precious materials from Ran Xinxue.

So the boy locked himself in the Yaowang Pavilion for more than half a month, it can be said that he never left the medicine stove.

During this period, Su Mi, Jiang Ying and the others came to see the young man's situation every now and then, and Wei Tu did not leave the Yaowang Pavilion, meticulously refining alchemy and dispensing medicine.

But it wasn't as they imagined, hanging out with Mu Xitong, an attractive woman all day long. In fact, what Wei Tu did more was to discuss the properties of medicine with Mu Xitong.

One of the talents of Mu Xitong, who possesses the body of medicinal spirit, is that he can know the properties of medicinal pills without tasting them, but by careful observation. This is an innate ability.

So when Wei Tu keeps trying, she can keep giving Wei Tu opinions on what kind of pill is best for Lu Qingyan's body training.

And these days of hard work were indeed not in vain, Wei Tu and Mu Xitong finally sorted out a set of formulas including medicinal soup, elixirs and medicinal baths.

With the assistance of these medicinal materials, at least the success rate of forging can be guaranteed to be around [-]%, which is already quite an exaggeration.

And in the past few days, Wei Tu is still trying to see if there is a more sure way.

But an unexpected figure came to the Yaowang Pavilion.

"Wei Tu."

Outside the window sill, someone called to himself.

At this time, he was writing pharmacy behind the window sill, his hair was loose, and even looked a little rough, and the stubble on the edge of his lips seemed a little thicker.

Although he wouldn't turn into a rough guy with a beard, he obviously couldn't be said to be clean and handsome anymore.

It's just that this face has a tough and vicissitudes of life, which makes people realize that he is approaching the weak crown, and he is not so young anymore.

Wei Tu, who looked a little sloppy at this time, raised his head and saw Lu Qingyan, momentarily absent-minded.

It's not because of the hesitation in her eyes at this moment, nor is it because of the glamorous beauty of this face.

It's because Lu Qingyan seldom comes to the Yaowang Pavilion, maybe because of her natural cool temper, and she doesn't really target anyone, she doesn't like to go to the hills where other elders are.

Therefore, the number of appearances outside the Yaowang Pavilion can be said to be very few.

And why she came here now, Wei Tu seemed to understand the moment he saw her eyes.

What else could it be for?

"Master, you are here."

Wei Tu stood up with a smile, then walked out from the door of the pavilion, looking at the glamorous woman in a light green dress standing under the eaves.

The young man smiled like a child, and took the initiative to hold Lu Qingyan's tender palm.

Lu Qingyan was not used to such a bold behavior of the other party, she blushed a little but did not choose to break free.

His eyes didn't seem to want to avoid, but he just stared at the young man in front of him with a slightly weaker look.

"I heard from Ying'er and Susu that you haven't left here for more than half a month."

Wei Tu thought for a while, "Maybe, I forgot too, but it's okay, it's only been half a month, so it's okay."

Lu Qingyan looked at the young man's face, his eyes were still clear, but she seemed to be able to see the energy he had spent these days, which made Lu Qingyan blame herself very much, she knew very well why Wei Tu had been stubborn all this time stay inside.

"There's no need to delay your own practice because of my affairs..."

Wei Tu shook his head with a smile, his smile was hearty, like the wind in early summer.

"What's the delay? I'm going to participate in the Dragon Slaying Conference. If I continue to practice, what should I do if I don't have the qualifications to break through to the Divine Realm?"

"How can you give up practicing for such a reason?"

Lu Qingyan looked at the boy with a bit of blame.

Wei Tu clenched the woman's hand tightly.

"Of course it's not because of these. In fact, whether I can participate in the Dragon Slaying Conference is really not that important to me, but the most important thing is that I still hope to better help Master complete the last body training."

"So it's all said, my business is not that important, you can let it go."

Compared with these unbearable things, Lu Qingyan cared more about her own business, but she made this young man worry so much, and she... was really like what he said, walking on the wrong path from the beginning.

As his master, he should feel even more ashamed of this incident.

Wei Tu knew at a glance that Lu Qingyan's expression was probably thinking of something.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Master's matter is of course a major matter. I told Master that this road is wrong. If I can't even tell Master what kind of road I should take, then what is the meaning of my saying such a thing? It is just a kind of arrogance. That's all, but I won't be arrogant to Master, I really hope Master has a better way to go."

"Obviously he is my disciple, but he always tells the teacher a lesson..."

Lu Qingyan lowered her head slightly, as if she was ashamed that she couldn't meet Wei Tu's eyes.