Ying Yi lowered his head and stepped forward, removed the pastry and the two noodle bowls on the table, and quietly left the room. After he closed the door for his master, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that he delivered this thing wrong? No, it should be that Yun Xuexin’s pastry was delivered.

But why did these two ancestors seem to be having a bad time? The low pressure inside made him feel so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. At this time, he couldn't help but wonder where the gray wolf was the ghost doctor who was the ghost doctor?

If he were here, he would probably not be the one who gave the gift to the master and the ghost doctor.

In the guest room in the West Courtyard, Yun Xuexin, who was dressed in white, was sitting at the table, plucking the lights, watching the sparks surge, watching the lights lights light up, making the vision in the room more clear, she couldn't help but smile, looking inexplicably, and didn't know what she was thinking.

On the other side, Feng Jiu, who had left Feng Mansion, went to Nalan Ruochen's house. She climbed over the wall, avoided the people in their mansion, and came to his yard.

After walking past the formation he had laid out outside, he didn't see anyone after entering the yard. However, seeing the lights in the room were on, he asked, "Are you asleep?"

Nalan Mochen in the room was slightly surprised when he heard Feng Jiu's voice. He put down the book in his hand and walked out. When he saw her in red dress sitting at the table in the yard drinking, he walked over.

“When did you come back?”

"Today." She took out another cup and poured him one too.

"Why did you think of me coming to drink?" He glanced at her and asked, "I'm in a bad mood?"

Feng Jiu glanced at him: "Who said I'm in a bad mood? I can't come to you to drink?" She picked up the wine glass and drank it all, drank it all in one gulp, and poured it over again: "I want to come and ask, what did your master ask me to climb the Immortal Ladder?"

While drinking, she said, "It seems nothing special when I stayed there for a few months."

"You have entered the level of the gods." Nalan Mochen looked at her and said in a warm voice: "How can you say that there is nothing special? In my opinion, the aura on your body is very different from before. I think not only has the strength improved, but the mood should also be improved."

"Well, what you said is, I don't know anything else, but my strength has improved. Now, I am already a cultivator at the level of the gods. I thought I would stay in the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor for a long time, but I didn't expect that after eating a lotus seed, my strength increased dramatically, and finally broke through in one fell swoop and became a cultivator of the gods."

She shook the wine in the glass and said, "Speaking of this trip, in addition to attracting the ancient green lotus in my body, her strength has also been improved. She also obtained a pool of golden lotus there, and even went up the mysterious ladder of the immortal climbing."

Her voice was a little careless, without any ups and downs, as if she was talking about other people's affairs. She looked up and drank the wine, and continued to turn: "But, the higher the strength, the higher the cultivation level, the more boring you stand at a high place."

"Do you know? On the fairy ladder, I saw many monks trying to climb up and try to reach the top of the fairy ladder. However, the last ones either came down by themselves or were suppressed by the pressure above. At the least, they were seriously injured, and at the worst, they were like useless people."

"And I got to the top, but I didn't get in, haha."
Chapter completed!