"What, evil cultivator?"

"What happened?"

The big bosses realized that the matter was of great importance and quickly surrounded Xiao Hanyu, demanding that he tell everything about what happened in the secret realm.

Who would have thought that Xiao Hanyu didn't give any face to you, regardless of whether you are an elder or a peak master, he just walked past you and walked straight forward.

No matter how solemn their expressions were and how intimidating and tempting they were, he only had one sentence:

"Where is my master?"

His eyes were dark, his voice was cold, and a silent anger was brewing in his heart.

Like a volcano that has been covered in dust for thousands of years, lava is rolling deep underground, ready to explode.

Xiao Hanyu originally thought that there was something abnormal in the secret realm and Xuanyuan Qingshuang would be waiting for him at the exit.

But he searched all over the mountains outside the secret realm, but he didn't see that cold figure.

He was filled with excitement, waiting for the person he called "Master" to be proud of him, but in the end, she didn't even bother to show her face.

"Han Yu, please tell me what happened in the secret realm. Is it because the other disciples became so miserable because of the evil cultivator you mentioned?"

The elders of the Affairs Pavilion couldn't bear the pressure around them, so they deliberately lowered their voices and followed the temptation.

A slightly weathered face crumpled into a smile, which looked quite funny.

Xiao Hanyu's heart sank little by little, and his black eyes gradually became as cold as the secluded world.

The wrist of his right hand hanging by his side turned slightly, and a large series of three-color wooden signs appeared in his hand.

His hand tightened, then slowly loosened, and finally let the wooden sign fall to the ground, overwhelming the tiny flowers that had just bloomed in the sun.

White petals the size of rice grains fell one after another, like a few drops of frozen rain.

Counting carefully, there are actually nineteen wooden signs!

By the time everyone recovered from the shock, the young man had already left with a gloomy look on his face.

Xiao Hanyu mobilized his spiritual power as quickly as possible in order to return to Yaoyue Peak as quickly as possible.

He was going to see if the man was waiting there!

Xiao Hanyu's decisive departure made the elders extremely unhappy.

In their eyes, this is just being arrogant and not taking others seriously!

Qu Yi saw the opportunity and ran into the circle surrounded by the boss from the side. He quickly picked up the string of wooden signs on the ground and said with a winking smile:

"Since Junior Brother Xiao, ahem, Junior Nephew has obtained nineteen wooden cards, can we declare that he has won the first place in the last level?

"Based on the total score of the three levels, Xiao Hanyu deserves to be the first in the competition!"

The big guys are still waiting to learn about the evil cultivator. How can the results of the competition be important?

However, Qu Yi seemed to know a lot. Even if the bosses were aggrieved, they did not dare to use coercive measures against him.

After all, their master, the rumored biological father, was not far away shaking his feather fan and staring at them with a smile.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you announce the results soon? Do you still need our help?"

This is the level of officialdom that crushes people to death.

Sect management such as Ouyang Ba transferred the pressure to the executive level such as the Affairs Pavilion, and the elders of the Affairs Pavilion transferred the pressure to the deacons responsible for statistics.

The deacon wiped his sweat while bending down to pick up the wooden sign in Qu Yi's hand.

When Qu Yi handed the nineteen wooden signs to the deacon, he smiled again, showing his big white teeth, and handed out the last wooden sign while hiding it.

"The red wooden sign, mine, counts three points."

After the results were announced, Qu Yi gave full play to his language talent.

"The two heroes fiercely fought against the black jade monster anaconda", "Joined in the cave to break through the barrier", "The brave rescue of the beauty in the underground river", "Fighting against the evil cultivator on the altar", and finally "Awakening fellow disciples by wisdom in desperation" are vivid and wonderful.

Unparalleled!

Even those who witnessed the incident, who were slapped wildly and were so angry that they almost shut themselves down, couldn't help but applaud!

So excited!

So passionate!

They even participated~

After finishing speaking, Qu Yi took a long breath, raised his chin, and stretched out his hand.

Dai Zizhen pursed her lips and smiled. Seeing that her disciple was so arrogant that he wanted to ask someone to pour tea, he turned his arm and the feather fan was slapped on the palm of his hand.

"Qu Yi, how much of this is your exaggeration?"

…

Xiao Hanyu returned to Yaoyue Peak and immediately broke into Xuanyuan Qingshuang's bedroom.

There was a light dust in the house, indicating that the owner had been gone for a few days.

left...

After Xiao Hanyu looked around, the corners of his lips slowly raised, revealing a sinister smile. Dark clouds filled his eyes, and the aura around him was ghastly and terrifying.

He took out the golden communication talisman given by Xuanyuan Qingshuang, activated it, and connected——

"Master, where are you?"

The young man's voice was clear and soft, with a hint of caution and grievance.

As soon as this voice entered her ears, Xuanyuan Qingshuang pictured a weak, helpless, and pitiful beautiful boy in her mind.

He seemed to be sitting on a crowded street, crying and murmuring:

"Are you going to abandon me?"

It's a poor little thing that no one cares about!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang suddenly sat up from the lounge chair covered with soft fox fur, quickly waved her hand to stop the beauty playing the piano in the room, adjusted her tone, and asked calmly and with concern:

"My dear disciple, have you come out of the secret realm?"

Xiao Hanyu pinched his fingertips, noticed the disappearing sound of silk and bamboo strings, and said slowly with a smile:

"Well, my disciple just came out of the secret realm.

"Master, are you at home? I have good news for you."

Good news?

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's heart skipped a beat.

Dare I ask my dear disciple, did you put any quotation marks on this good news?

She asked eagerly:

"My dear disciple, are you okay? Were you injured in the secret realm?"

"Master, don't worry, my disciple is not."

Those eight words made Xuanyuan Qingshuang feel at ease.

Thinking that her disciple was fine, Xuanyuan Qingshuang immediately set off to return.

"Good disciple, my master will be back soon!"

The words fell and the contact was cut off.

With a wave of his sleeves, he took away the dazzling array of wine, food and snacks on the table, threw down the spirit stone and walked away.

Xiao Hanyu waited and waited at the door, until the sun turned to the west, and finally the white clothes floated over.

"Master——"

His eyes widened and he greeted him happily.

There is an undercurrent surging deep in the eyes.

He wants an explanation.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang stretched out her hand and started to rub the boy's head. After rubbing it for about a quarter of an hour, she reluctantly let go.

Then he handed a brand new storage bag to his hand, touched his face like a puppy, and said softly:

"Be good and cook!"

The chilly fragrance that penetrates the heart penetrates the tip of the nose, just like hers, coming from the snow-capped mountains in the far north.

Xiao Hanyu's heart suddenly became calm.

His consciousness reached into the storage bag, which contained a variety of ingredients.

He held the storage bag tightly and walked briskly toward the kitchen.

The darkness that filled my heart suddenly turned into a chirping sparrow, fluttering around.

He is not angry anymore.

Is there any solution?
Chapter completed!