If it were Qinghuan before, she would definitely not mind having a happy love with Weiyin. After all, it was a matter of love and no one would suffer any loss. But she did not. Instead, she stood calmly on the stone and looked at Weiyin, looking at him with a flushed face and closed his eyes. Her purple Taoist robe was a little messy, revealing a solid and smooth white chest. Her black hair was scattered on the ground, with her sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, she was really beautiful.

He jumped off the stone and walked towards Wei Yin. As soon as he touched his chest, he grabbed it and hugged it into his arms. Qinghuan frowned, and Wei Yin was already caressing her uncontrollably.

Unlike Mei Aorong, whose rouge smell is wrapped around her body, Qinghuan is cold in nature, cold in body, and pure in breath. It is really the best antidote for Wei Yin. He subconsciously wants to cling to this soft body, but the remaining reason makes him open his eyes.

In his arms were a petite girl. She was so tender and small, which made Wei Yin very painful. Compared to Mei Aorong, Qinghuan was more attractive to him, especially when he was sucking in the evil spirit. Qinghuan, who was held in his arms, just stared at him coldly. The star-like eyes shocked Wei Yin, suddenly let go, almost rolling and crawling away from her side.

Qinghuan glanced at him lightly, then suddenly strode over and kicked Wei Yin out with one kick, just so that he could fall into the mountain spring behind him.

The cold spring water calmed the heat wave on Wei Yin's body a little. He breathed a sigh of relief. Qinghuan stood on the big stone beside the spring with his hands wrapped around his chest. His snow-white skirt fluttered in the wind and said coldly: "If you don't want to damage your cultivation, just hold your breath and concentrate without any distractions."

Although Wei Yin didn't know who she was, she felt that she had no malice towards her. She closed her eyes as she said. Qinghuan took out a small jade bottle from the treasure bag and poured out a pill. She said, "Open your mouth." After that, she bounced it gently, regardless of whether it would choke Wei Yin to death.

As soon as the pill was in his mouth, Wei Yin opened his eyes in surprise. Isn’t this the demon-breaking pill of their Wanjian Sect? Only the ancestors could refine it, which was extremely precious and rare. How could this girl... Slowly, five years ago, the ancestor accepted an apprentice, the little girl named Qinghuan. If she calculated this year, she was probably at this age... The more Wei Yin thought about it, the more she became, and she shouted tentatively: "...Qinghuan?"

Seeing that he recognized him, Qinghuan stopped wearing the veil, but her tone was still cold: "You should call me uncle."

Wei Yin's eyes were full of warmth. He had a good impression of Qinghuan back then. Now she saved herself again, so he naturally no longer had a defense against her: "Why did you appear here? Did your ancestors promise you to go down the mountain?"

"I just go down the mountain if I want to go down the mountain, and he doesn't need his approval."

The girl who had just taken shape was amazingly beautiful, and her cold temperament was even more fascinating. Wei Yin couldn't help but become more gentle when facing Qinghuan. Although he was good to others, he kept a distance. However, in front of Qinghuan, he looked like a gentle brother.

Seeing that Wei Yin seemed to be still talking, Qinghuan said before he spoke: "You still want this kind of cultivation? If you want it, close your mouth and meditate and breathe."

Wei Yin knew that Qinghuan's words were true. After looking at her with gratitude, he meditated as he said. The cold spring water successfully extinguished his desire, and the demon-piercing pill was slowly relieving the demonic energy. The abnormal flush on his handsome face slowly faded away. About an hour later, Wei Yin's body recovered almost.

He stood up from the spring water and felt a little embarrassed because his Taoist robe had been pressed against his body, which made him feel very ashamed, who had always been tidy and gentle, especially in front of a girl, which was too indecent.

Qinghuan didn't care about this. She jumped off the stone first, looked up with her hands behind her back, and said, "The cliff is too high, you can only use the sword to go up. Your sword fell on it and didn't fall."

Weiyin didn't understand what she meant.

But he soon understood. Because Qinghuan had already taken out the flying talisman, grabbed his hand, and pinched the talisman technique. He could hear the sound of wind in his ears, and soon the two of them reached the top of the cliff. The fox demon was already scattered, but the ground was still covered with blood. I don’t know where Wei Zhong and Mei Aorong went.

In desperation, Wei Yin had to return to the inn. Qinghuan followed him. As soon as he entered the inn, he saw Wei Zhong and Mei Aorong walking down from the second floor together. Seeing that Wei Yin was unscathed, Wei Zhong's eyes first glanced surprised, followed by anger and sinisterness, while Mei Aorong felt a little guilty. Qinghuan took their emotions into his eyes. The next second, Wei Zhong seemed to have nothing happened, and hurriedly walked towards Wei Yin: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother, you are fine? It's so great!"

"Fortunately, my uncle saved me, otherwise I would be in danger." For some reason, Wei Yin just didn't want others to know Qinghuan's name.

Uncle Master?

Wei Yin took a step forward, and Wei Zhong and Mei Aorong saw a petite girl in a white Taoist robe standing behind him. Before, because Wei Yin had a slender figure, they blocked Qinghuan, so they didn't see it. Now that he heard the three words "Uncle Master", Wei Zhong looked slightly: "The eldest brother means..."

"No," Wei Yin nodded slightly.

Wei Zhong immediately bowed his fists with his hands and said, "Disciple Wei Zhong, I have met Master Uncle."

Mei Aorong also performed the ceremony.

Qinghuan was unhappy to pay attention to them. She was used to being arrogant in a world where female ghosts were attracted. She couldn't even pay attention to the people she didn't like. However, Zhong and Mei Aorong were both people with evil intentions, so she was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Qinghuan's coldness made Wei Yin a little amused. It was strange. Wei Zhong had been with him for a longer time, but his heart naturally turned to Qinghuan, who had only met twice. He explained immediately: "Uncle Master is such a person, don't mind it."

Qinghuan took two steps, and saw that Wei Yin did not follow him, but instead talked to the two people below, and said impatiently: "You are not here with me yet."

Wei Yin quickly took two steps forward, and seemed to remember something and turned around quickly and reminded him: "Wei Zhong, please trouble you with other junior brothers."

"Senior brother, don't worry." Wei Zhong smiled.

But when Wei Yin and Qinghuan's figures disappeared upstairs, his face was pulled down in an instant. Seeing this, Mei Aorong hurriedly held his hand and gently squeezed it to comfort him. The evil aura in Wei Zhong's eyes dissipated. He looked down at the woman beside him, and his heart suddenly became soft. If he could have her by his side, why should he worry about not being able to ascend to the immortal path as soon as possible?

In the room, Qinghuan pushed Weiyin down on the bed. Weiyin was blushing and wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to say it. After a while, he was so anxious that he was incoherent. It was not until Qinghuan put his palms against him that he realized that things were not what he thought...

Although the demonic energy in his body had been expelled, his foundation was impacted. The purer the cultivator, the greater the reaction to evil things. Qinghuan could not guarantee whether Wei Yin was absolutely safe, so she thought it would be better to heal him.

After half a stick of incense, she looked as usual, got out of bed, stood and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Thank you, Qinghuan."

"...You called me uncle, just now." Qinghuan was unhappy. "Why are you calling me again now? Do you have any rules?"

Wei Yin smiled bitterly. He was already hundreds of years old. He asked him to call a twelve-year-old girl as his uncle. It was really... After a while, he sighed and said, "Can I call you as his uncle in front of others?"

Qinghuan blinked at him with watery eyes. She was not obsessed with this title, so she nodded and agreed. "I'm going back."

"Hmm?" Wei Yin was stunned. Are you leaving now? Why are you so anxious?

"This time I went down the mountain, my work has been done, so I won't go with you." Qinghuan took out a small jade bottle from the treasure bag and poured out a pill from it. "This is the detoxification pill refined by the master, which can cure all poisons. You should stay by your side for later use."

Wei Yin took it. In fact, if it was given by someone else, he would definitely not accept it because he would not receive any reward without merit. But this time it was given by Qinghuan, so he accepted it. "I will go back soon..."

"Be careful of your junior brother and junior sister." Qing Huan left his last sentence, then pinched the talisman technique and disappeared in an instant.

Wei Yin suddenly felt a sense of loss. After a while, he carefully put the detoxification pill close to his body, packed his package and went downstairs. Wei Zhong had already summoned the other junior brothers. Seeing that he was the only one coming down, he pretended to be curious and asked, "Senior Brother, where is the uncle of the master? Wouldn't she go back with us?"

"Uncle Master has already gone back first." Wei Yin said lightly, "Let's set off too."

Wei Yin did not show much interest in the appearance of Mei Aorong. He was originally a person with a clear mind and few desires. He still remembered what Qinghuan said before leaving, why did he be careful about his junior brother and sister? Although Wei Zhong had a weird personality, he was not a traitor and evil person. As for that junior sister... he had not even seen him many times, so how could he say it carefully? Wei Yin couldn't understand it, but he believed that Qinghuan would not harm him. In any case, it would be better to be careful.

Yu Hengzi didn't expect that his baby apprentice would come back so soon. As soon as he left the thatched hut, he had time to express his longing and care as a master, Qinghuan plunged into his room and did not come out again. Yu Hengzi held the things in his hand and ate the dust before he could offer his treasure.

Really, it's such an apprentice who is not a lovely at all! He wants to return the goods! He wants to return the goods!

Qinghuan in the room sat cross-legged on the bed to regulate her breathing, and her heart became more and more confused. If others knew that she had formed a pill in just five years, they would definitely be envious of her as a genius, but Qinghuan herself didn't feel good at all. Because the faster she was promoted, the more she could not control herself. The black emotion that slowly rose up entangled her like a nightmare.
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