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Chapter 128 Blood Demon Comes into the World (2)

"Senior sister is going back to the sect today!"

"Senior Sister? Which Senior Sister?"

"Of course it's Senior Sister Yutang!"

Hearing this, the male disciple turned over and almost fell off the bed, and hurriedly began to perform cleaning techniques to take care of himself, "Is your news correct?"

The companion straightened his robes, put on his sword, and snorted softly, "Of course, everyone went to the main peak to meet the senior sister. If I didn't owe you a favor, I wouldn't have come back to inform you."

The two hurriedly tidied up, and it was already late when they rushed to the main peak, only a bunch of heads could be seen, almost all the young disciples from the whole sect came, especially the male disciples, all of them were wearing some clothes on the outside of the sect robes. It's an eye-catching thing, I hope the senior sister can see me at a glance.

"When will the senior sister arrive?"

"I heard that Senior Sister followed the Immortal Alliance to destroy the Devil's Cave in the west this time, and she was the one who contributed the most among the more than 80 immortal cultivators. It's so majestic!"

"That's not right! Now who doesn't know that the chief disciple of Qingyun Sect is named Zhao Yutang? Many people call our senior sister Fairy Yutang!"

The young disciples of this generation have been taken by Zhao Yutang personally since they entered the sect. She is the beloved disciple of Ziji Immortal Venerable who has ascended, and is also the chief disciple of the sect. People can't match it.

It's just that she has a cold personality, doesn't like to laugh very much, and doesn't like to be close to others. If any of the disciples can say a few words to her, they will be envied by others for a long time.

"I'm coming!"

Surrounded by auspicious clouds in the west, a frosty and snow-like sword aura approached from the sky. The disciples standing at the front gradually became a little confused, and they all held the natal swords around their waists.

Zhao Yutang's natal sword was taken when he was 12 years old. The single name is "Shuang", and he was born with a sword spirit, but he has a bad temper and loves to show off. His disciples' swords can't stand the pressure, sobbing Trembling, he wanted his master to take him away.

The disciples did not want to retreat, so they gritted their teeth to stabilize themselves, and looked at the blue figure standing on the sword expectantly and admiringly.

As she got closer, the woman's facial features became clearer. She had a cold temper, but her eyebrows were very soft and beautiful. Her almond eyes were big and slightly round, shimmering in waves, and she was charming. She wore her hair as usual, but it was not the delicate hair of ordinary women. The bun was only tied loosely with a hair band, and a slender figure could be seen in the fluttering clothes.

All the disciples bowed in unison, "Welcome Senior Sister to return to the sect—"

"Welcome Senior Sister to return to the sect—"

The voice was thick and lingering, and spread to all parts of the sect. The young man who came out of the closed corner was slightly startled, and was at a loss for a moment.

She has come back?

Zhao Yutang fell to the ground, and the majestic "Shuang" was obediently taken into her hands. She looked at the few disciples in front of her who had maintained their figure under the pressure of the sword spirit, and said encouragingly, "Not bad."

The disciples were overjoyed, even happier than having advanced their cultivation.

Zhao Yutang met all the disciples, went to Chaoyang Peak to meet several elders, picked out some important things about his experience outside, and then returned to his little bamboo peak.

The location of Xiaozhufeng is remote, but the scenery is excellent. Zhao Yutang glanced at the pond in the middle of the courtyard. The water in the pond was crystal clear and there were no living things.

Jin Yunli, who had asked his uncle to come before, was probably raised to death again.

She was meditating in the room, and in the evening, she heard a little movement, rustling, and the figure reflected on the door swayed back and forth, as if she wanted to come in but was hesitating.

"Why don't you come in?"

She took the initiative to make a sound, and the person outside the door pushed the door open, but did not walk in immediately.

Mu Min lowered his eyes and called out in a low voice, "Senior Sister."

It took three years to go out and practice this time, and the boy has grown a lot taller. He was born very beautiful, and his skin and bones are the most outstanding. It looks like people are immersed in ice, cold and refreshing.

Zhao Yutang looked at the back of his neck that was exposed when he bowed his head. He had been white since he was a child, and it was a lifeless dead white at that time, but it got better when he grew up. It is estimated that he was nourished by the aura of the fairy sect. veins are covered.

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

Mu Min's drooping long eyelashes trembled twice, and he clenched his fingers tightly, feeling angry for no reason.

It's this sentence again, every time he comes, she always asks this question, as if he shouldn't come to her if he has nothing serious to do.

But he is obviously her real junior!

The young man kept silent, hung his head stubbornly, and didn't raise his eyes to look at her, because he was afraid that the anger in his eyes would reveal and upset her, but Zhao Yutang knew him so well, so he looked righteous.

She was a little helpless, why did she get angry without saying a few words?

Zhao Yutang pursed her lips. She spent most of her time in this world either going out for training or worrying about the cultivation of her disciples. In fact, she was not very close to Mu Min. He had a weird temper when he was a child, and he would run away when he saw her.

Now he doesn't run away, but he gets angry at every turn, and he doesn't like to talk to her very much.

"Ah Min, are you here to vent your anger on me?"

She called out "Amin" affectionately, and Mu Min seemed to be pampered. He was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "Come to welcome Senior Sister back to the sect."

He didn't get along well with the sect's disciples, so no one sent a message to him who was in retreat. When he found the main peak, Zhao Yutang was no longer there.

Zhao Yutang bent his lower lip, but unfortunately he didn't see it with his head down.

"Well, I didn't see you at the main peak, are you busy training?"

She stretched out her hand towards Mu Min, and the young man approached obediently, knelt down on one knee in front of her, lowered his head meekly, and left his back to her without reservation.

Zhao Yutang touched Mu Min's shoulder blades on both sides. There was a very small slender protrusion on the left and right sides, which was where the devil's bone was. It was banned by Ziji Xianzun back then, and she had to strengthen it every once in a while. The seal, which made the magic bone never grow up.

Mu Min didn't know about this, he had no memory of wandering among the people, the first memory of his life was seeing her when he opened his eyes, and Zhao Yutang's bone touching was only regarded as a part of his cultivation by him.

Two days after he was accepted as an apprentice, Ziji Immortal Venerable ascended to the ascension. From then on, Zhao Yutang took on the responsibility of a master, and she believed whatever she said.

The girl's soft and cold fingers could be clearly felt through a layer of clothes. When she touched the bone, she followed the arc on both sides of the butterfly bone, and her movements were nothing out of the ordinary. He was dyed crimson, and made a low "huh", and his voice became softer.

"Senior Sister—"

Zhao Yutang focused all his attention on the demon bone, and answered absently, "Are you uncomfortable?"

The demon bone is a part of his flesh and blood, so suppressing it like this is not a long-term solution, and it is normal for him to feel uncomfortable.

The devil's bones were burning hot, and the heat spread directly to all the meridians in his body. His heart seemed to be pinched, and it was so tight that it hurt, and his eyes were misty and soaked in water.

He bit his lip and replied vaguely, "It's comfortable."

(End of this chapter)