Zhu morning asked someone to prepare an extra bowl of meat, trying to make it as light and tasty as possible. The chef made meatball and vegetable soup for her. Now that it was cooked, she went to give it to Feng Buye.

When he entered, Feng Buye was sitting at the table with a thoughtful look, but he was not practicing.

Zhuchen paused at the door and asked, "Master, are you bothering me?"

Feng Buye shook his head.

Zhuchen walked over and said, "Let's have something to eat. The meat of this monster is very delicious. It's not worth raising it for so long."

The aroma had already drifted in, but Feng Buye didn't eat often and had no appetite. He shook his head and said, "You can eat it."

Zhuchen put down the plate, picked up the chopsticks and handed it over and said, "Try a bite, it's really delicious. Of course, we should share good things together."

Feng Buye stared at the chopsticks for a while, seemingly troubled, but finally reached out and took them.

Zhuchen happily served him the soup. Feng Buye took a sip, nodded and said, "It tastes good."

"That's good."

Zhuchen lay half-lying on the table, supporting his chin with one hand, and looked at him quietly.

Feng Buye was still holding the tableware, but after taking a sip of soup, his hand stopped in mid-air.

He probably wanted to wait until Zhuchen went out before putting it down. As a result, Zhuchen sat still and seemed to want to watch him eat, so his posture became neither up nor down.

Zhuchen saw Feng Buye's brows twisting uncomfortably, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his normally expressionless face. It was probably the first time he felt troubled by such a thing.

Zhuchen found it funny and was about to speak when Feng Buye turned his head and met her eyes.

The noise from the outside world seemed to be sucked into his dark pupils. Looking into his eyes in the morning, it was as if he was possessed. There were no extra thoughts in his brain, but he could not move.

The next second, Feng Buye reached out and gently wiped the corners of her lips.

Zhuchen tilted her head subconsciously. The cold fingertips traced across her lips smoothly, and the faint remaining touch had the illusion of being hot, giving her a very strange feeling.

She turned her eyes and saw a suspicious oil stain on Feng Buye's fingers.

Both of them were stunned, not wanting to understand what just happened, and they were both silent for a while.

Zhuchen belatedly took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe his hands with Feng Buye, but the latter had already taken his hand back as if nothing had happened. Zhuchen could only hold it in the palm of his hand and scratched his head.

Just at this time, the junior brother's voice sounded outside.

"Sister, I'm here!"

Zhuchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, propped up his upper body, and wanted to go over and open the door. Unexpectedly, Feng Changyin moved faster and had already opened the door with his back, turned around, and walked in with the dinner plate in his hand.

"What's wrong?" He noticed that neither of them spoke, so he raised the wooden plate in his hand and said, "I brought something too!"

The younger junior brother sat down opposite Zhuchen, his face covered with the residue after chewing the bones.

Zhuchen smiled and said, "Junior brother, your face is so oily."

She was about to hand the handkerchief to him to wipe it with, when Feng Buye said first: "Wipe it clean."

The junior brother immediately picked up his sleeves and wiped them randomly, and asked: "Is this okay?"

Feng Buye nodded.

"Master, I left the meat for you!"

You can see his sincerity from the meat on the plate, but it is really a bit rough.

Zhuchen felt that if Feng Changyin was her apprentice, she would definitely be touched and give him a lesson in love.

Feng Buye was not good at instilling this kind of love. He just declined his little apprentice's filial piety, and then drank the bowl of broth as if he had completed the task. After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he asked the two of them to go back and rest early.

I don’t know if the incense burner that Yingxiu brought had some influence on me, and I slept drowsily in the morning and evening.

Her thoughts were very scattered and erratic. Sometimes she was standing in Pu Feng, sometimes she was back in Chaowen, sometimes she was walking on the road to escape with the wind on her back, and sometimes she was like she was when she was a child. There was no logic at all.

She remembered that Feng Buye held her in his arms and taught her to hold the sword, but she only pried Feng Buye's fingers and wrapped his big hand tightly.

At that time, Feng Buye's hand was warm and generous, but now it felt cold.

Something so long ago made her doubt the authenticity of the dream. When she woke up the next morning, Zhuchen broke out in a cold sweat.

She wiped her face and sat on the bed in a daze. She thought to herself that the fragrance must have mutated. Instead of being soothing, it was almost a nightmare maker.

Yingxiu had been thinking about today's trip to the devil world and wandered outside her house early in the morning. Because she didn't dare to make any noise and wake up the wind blowing next door, she had to open her window and call in a low voice: "Junior sister, are you awake?"

Zhuchen was in a daze when he was startled by the faint voice and quickly got dressed.

Zhuchen carried a bamboo pole on his back, brought two knives of meat and last night's leftovers, and then called Ah Tu, and everything was ready.

She had been busy with breeding recently and hadn't been to the Demon World for a long time. She always felt as if she had forgotten something and couldn't remember it. After she thought about it carefully, she understood that she wanted to say hello to Feng Buye.

Yingxiu thought that she would bother Feng Buye with such a trivial matter, and Zhuchen was very courageous. When she saw someone coming out of the bamboo house, she said with lingering fear, "I haven't seen him for a long time, but my uncle is still as strict as before."

Zhuchen responded: "Yes, Master is very strict. He even yelled at me before when I accidentally entered the demon world."

Yingxiu said: "Uncle Master doesn't have clairvoyance. How can he find out where you go quietly?"

She felt that with Feng Buye's laissez-faire way of raising apprentices, he might not even know when the day lilies he planted were cold. The two senior brothers Zhuchen have been wandering around, and they don't know where they are.

Zhuchen summoned Hanxu and said, "I know, master lent me his Hanxu sword. He can detect when he is close to the demon world."

She lowered her voice and whispered to someone: "It's just that I vaguely feel that Master seems to have some prejudice against the devil world."

Yingxiu's eyes widened. He didn't care whether he was prejudiced or not, so he lost his temper and shouted: "Uncle Master gave Hanxu to you?!"

"It's a loan. Can you give me something like a life treasure?" Zhuchen hurriedly explained, "Master is probably afraid of danger on the edge of the devil's world, so he lent it to me for self-defense. After all, I'm not very good at fighting."

Yingxiu's head was buzzing, and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Something's wrong! This is obviously something wrong!

Zhuchen jumped onto the long sword, stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Senior sister, how about I take you to sit on the Hanxu Sword?"

Ying Xiu refused without thinking, and took a step back: "No!" Doesn't it feel good to be alive?

Zhuchen: "...Oh."

So the two of them wielded their swords, and Ah Tu chased after them. But before they reached the boundary monument, Ying Xiu had already shouted to stop.

She frowned seriously and said, "You can't go any further. The demonic energy here is so strong that it makes it difficult for me to cast spells."

Looking at it in the morning, I saw that there was still at least four to five hundred meters away, not too far or too close. But if I continued to move forward, it would be difficult to save me if there was danger.

She turned to look at Ah Tu and asked if he could go in with the bamboo on his back. They stayed here to take care of him.

"You are a mature black chick..."

Before she could finish her words, Atu shouted in refusal, making noise with a firm shout.

Letting it be used as bait is already very reluctant. It is considered as a fan welfare. Now that the two of them are hiding so far away, what should I do if it is in danger?

The wind is not there all night, it has no sense of security!

Ah Tu suppressed his nature for a long time, and finally he could shout with confidence, and acted even more manic than before. He kept shouting Feng Buye's name, which made Zhuchen's head explode.

...It's a good thing that Feng Buye wasn't there, otherwise Ah Tu wouldn't just have no sense of security? He wouldn't even be safe anymore.

When will this chicken become self-aware?

Seeing that she looked at ease, Yingxiu asked in surprise: "Don't you feel uncomfortable wielding a sword in a place like this?"

Zhuchen spread his hands: "No."

Yingxiu was puzzled.

Zhuchen said: "Why don't Atu and I go in and take a look? If there is any movement, Senior Sister, can you come over and help?"

"No!" Ying Xiu said, "The demon world is so dangerous, and most demon cultivators are treacherous. If I ambush you and drag you into the demon world, how will I explain to my uncle?"

Zhuchen didn't take it seriously: "You think too much." Just like that, you are still lying in wait?

...if there is, if not?

"Ho!" Zhuchen took a deep breath, "I remembered."

Yingxiu asked: "What did you remember?"

Zhuchen said with a guilty conscience: "If there is, if there is not."

Yingxiu: "What have you been talking about since just now? Why can't senior sister understand?"

"Tao——Friend!!"

A wave of calls came from the void, filled with endless expectations and resentments. From far to near, they were clearly transmitted to the ears of the two through the vibration of demonic energy.

Yingxiu's ears twitched, she turned around and drew her sword, pointed forward sharply, and shouted: "Bold demon cultivator! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Zhuchen held her arm down: "Don't fight, don't fight, we are all our own!"

Yingxiu was shocked, looked at her with disappointment and said, "How could you be involved with the demon cultivator?"

"But..." Zhuchen said innocently, "But Master is also a demon cultivator now."

Ying Xiu was stunned, blinked her eyes, and the murderous aura in her body gradually disappeared. She put down her sword and said thoughtfully: "That's right. This shows that demon cultivators are not necessarily bad people. Otherwise, why would my uncle become a demon? To find out,

It’s just that the exercises they practice are different.”

Zhuchen: "..." You guys are quite unprincipled.
To be continued...