Yan Huan was waiting in the side hall to be summoned by the Demon King.
When she returned to Xihuang, she looked sad and depressed.
She helped the young master get the key back, which was a happy thing, but she kept thinking of Yuansu in her heart.
I wonder what Yuansu will think of her? I'm afraid he will never be her friend again.
She really wanted to save Wansu that day, but for some reason, she was the first one to wake up. Originally, she had agreed with the young master that she would only be responsible for providing information, and the young master would be the one who really took action.
In this way, Yuansu will not doubt her, and they can still be friends.
But that day, the young master suddenly said that the plan had changed and asked her to take action first. By some strange coincidence, when she woke up and saw that Yuan Su was still awake, she thought of taking the key secretly, and then pretending to be comatose to get away. But nothing happened.
What she never expected was that Yun Ling's Clear Sky Crane would cause trouble as soon as it crowed, causing all her plans to go haywire.
From the moment she was chased by Yun Ling, she knew that she and Yuansu might be in trouble.
It would be a lie to say that she is not angry with Yun Ling, but the person she should be angry with more is the young master. The young master himself does not want to offend Yun Ling, so he wants her to offend him, which really hurts her.
But it happened that the young master was kind to her.
I don’t know if Yuansu will be punished by Lord Kumu. Or should she go back and have a look?
However, her identity will definitely be exposed. If she returns to Chonghua Temple, wouldn't she be falling into a trap?
Hey, how can I meet Yuan Su?
Thinking of this, she unconsciously pulled the leaves of Tianxiang Camellia wildly, and only tore the good pot of camellia bare, leaving only a solitary red flower standing on it.
"You have been in Chonghua Temple for many years, but your cultivation has not improved much."
Finally, someone spoke up, awakening Yan Huan from deep thought.
Yan Huan hurriedly bowed down: "Wu, Sir Wu, sir, be well."
Wu Yi smiled expressionlessly: "No need to be polite, you will become a member of the Bai family immediately. I have a very good relationship with Bai Hu, and we have some connections with you. If you don't dislike it, you can also call me in the future.
I call you Grandpa Wu."
Yan Huan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his body was shaking like chaff, and he said tremblingly: "Yan Huan doesn't dare."
Wu Yi waved his hand nonchalantly: "Bai Hu will come looking for you soon, so you will know whether what I said is true or false."
"I, I am only of the lowly first-level scarlet cat bloodline. I don't dare to call myself the queen of the Bai family."
Wu Yi looked sideways, staring at her expression.
He was frightened and didn't look like he was refusing. He raised his eyebrows. Could it be that, as Bai Hu said, she didn't want to return to the Fox Clan, so she was retreating in order to advance?
Wu Yi snorted coldly and warned: "Don't give me a toast or eat the fine wine. It's a great blessing for you to be able to return to the Fox Clan."
It's just a low-level Scarlet Cat who doesn't even have some blood from the Sky Fox clan in her body, so she still dares to be aloof?
"The elder of Baihu will come to pick you up in a while. Just go back to the Fox Clan with him."
He continued to type: "If you don't know what's good...he will treat you as a descendant and not care about you, and others...will not care who you are. Do you understand?"
"......yes."
Seeing that she still looked a little unwilling, he continued to give a sweet date: "Bai Hu said that if you return to the Sky Fox Clan with him, he will teach you the profound Fox Clan's charm skills. By then, your cultivation will
In order to make progress, I won’t have a demon rank but no strength and be ridiculed by others.”
Yan Huan nodded this time: "Yes."
Yan Huan was moved.
After she transformed into a human form, she found that the cultivation techniques she had figured out on her own in the past were no longer beneficial. She vaguely felt that it had something to do with the impure demonic power of her bloodline. Perhaps it was time to return to the Sky Fox Clan to practice.
Since someone handed her the steps, she just walked down.
So, she thanked her and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Wu, for your kind words. When I return to the Tianhu Clan, I will cultivate well and live up to Mr. Wu's expectations."
Wu Yi nodded with satisfaction.
He just said, why is it difficult to call a junior Hui? It's not as simple as calling a child to eat.
Fortunately, Bai Hu just frowned and looked bitter and resentful. He really lost the bearing of the twelve priests and elders of the Western Wasteland.
"You did a good job this time and spread the news in a timely manner." Wu Yi praised again.
Then he seemed to mention it unintentionally: "Have you ever encountered any difficulties when getting the keys?"
Yan Huan shook his head: "No, although there were twists and turns on this trip, the young master supported and protected me all the way, so everything went smoothly."
"Is there anything strange? Have you met anyone with the same purpose?"
"Something strange? Nothing." Yan Huan was a little confused.
Wu Yi frowned.
He volunteered to be a lobbyist for Bai Hu, but this was not the answer he wanted.
Is this Yan Huan really stupid, or is she trying to hide it from him?
"Have you met any other spiritual practitioners at Chonghua Temple?" he asked directly.
Yan Huan glanced at him and quickly lowered his head.
After all, he was a great demon with Nascent Soul cultivation level. She didn't dare to lie to him, so she could only answer evasively: "I met a monk from the Xuanling Sect and wanted to come and get the key."
Wu Yi twitched his lips with satisfaction and affirmed: "Is that female cultivator's name Yun Ling?"
"yes......"
"Then Yun Ling is still in Chonghua Temple and has never left?"
"Young Master and I were in a hurry to return to the Western Wilderness and didn't pay attention. She didn't get what she wanted. Maybe, maybe she left long ago..." She replied thoughtfully.
Lord Wu actually guessed that Yun Ling was also in Chonghua Temple.
Yan Huan was a little shocked, but didn't dare to ask him why he asked about Yun Ling.
Her answer won't bring trouble to Yun Ling, right? If Lord Wu is looking for trouble, if the young master finds out, won't he want to skin her?
Thinking of this, Yan Huan became extremely flustered.
"Okay, you should follow Baihu back to the Sky Fox Clan as soon as possible, so as not to..." Wu Yi said pointedly, raised his feet and turned to leave.
"yes......"
Wu Yi took two steps and then stood still. With his back to Yan Huan, he asked quietly: "Who did you see today? What did you say?"
"...Nothing..."
"What a good boy!" Wu Yi laughed loudly and immediately flew away.
Yan Huan lay prostrate on the ground, and his heart sank to the ground.
After a while, she hurriedly got up and headed straight to the territory of the Sky Fox Clan.
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The sea is still calm and unruffled.
Walking on the pontoon, I always feel extraordinarily calm, as if I am listening to Venerable Kumu's explanation of Buddhism.
But Yun Ling had no time to pace around and enjoy it at this moment.
She was in a hurry and wanted to go back to Sword Sect early to find Master Chang Ming to confirm whether the key in her hand was the spiritual key to opening the eternal astrolabe.
If so, her trip can be considered as fruitful. Otherwise, she will be sorry for her uncle's entrustment.
At this moment, strong winds suddenly blew up on both sides of the Yuandu Bridge, causing ripples on the ground.
The bridge could no longer bear it and began to twist, shaking people around.
Yun Ling hurriedly performed the Swinging Step and flew away from the bridge.
Before she could take a closer look at what had happened, a bloody long knife slashed straight at her!
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