The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 565: My Mind is Still Young, I Will Change Someone to Practice
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the door of Xiaoqi Pavilion was opened and then closed.

Miao Yuan, who was sitting on the couch, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved. Fortunately, Senior Sister Yan Yun did not ask any more questions, otherwise she was really afraid that Senior Sister Yan Yun would misunderstand Han Mo.

Kui Yin sat aside and took a sip of hot tea, laughing secretly, "How is it, fortunately Senior Brother helped you get through it, right? Otherwise, if Senior Sister Yan Yun knew that Han Mo ate the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower, I don't know how she would hate Han Mo."

Miao Yuan lay on the soft pillow, leaning against the window, basking in the warm sunlight, feeling a little lazy, "That's right..."

"With Senior Brother Murong here, I don't have to worry about anything."

The little girl's voice gradually weakened, and the little red mouth on her white fleshy face pursed its lips. Her pair of bright and dreamy purple eyes closed tiredly, and she began her comfortable dream journey.

It feels so good to be back in Xiaoqi Pavilion. Here, Senior Brother Murong is taking care of her, Junior Brother Kuiyin is there to chat with her, and Aunt Ningchang is always thinking about her in the back. It is much more comfortable than staying in that dark place.

She doesn't even have to worry about who might harm her.

“That’s…” Kui Yin was about to talk to Miao Yuan when he saw Murong Feng stand up and gently shook his head at him.

Kui Yin was puzzled, Murong Feng raised his hand and pointed. Kui Yin turned around and saw the little girl lying on the soft pillow with her side facing them, and she began to fall asleep facing the warm sun by the window.

It is true that my body has become smaller and my mind has become childish.

As he was talking, he fell asleep.

Kui Yin thought it was funny. Who would have thought that the little prince of the ghost clan would have such a character? But he was only 200,000 years old, still very young.

If Miao Yuan knew what Kui Yin was thinking, she would definitely scold him. Nonsense, I have lived for more than 200,000 years, much older than you, a human kid.

"Let's go."

Murong Feng said softly. Junior Sister Miao Yuan has been tired for many days. Now she finally came back, but she encountered the blood spirit bead flower battle. I guess Junior Sister Miao Yuan’s mood will be very different after this trip home.

The two of them walked out together and closed the door gently, for fear of disturbing Miao Yuan's good sleep.

Miao Yuan slept until the afternoon and then woke up lazily.

From then on, drinking tea, sleeping, and practicing sword became Miao Yuan's daily routine. However, with Murong Feng and Kui Yin accompanying her, she didn't feel bored.

It was just because Han Mo was punished to be put in solitary confinement, and the five-person formation was missing one person, so the Hu Xuandao formation was delayed.

However, several decades have passed, and the other disciples and brothers have more or less mastered the Hu Xuan Sword Formation, except for the four people who followed the sect master to learn.

Among them, Yuxi was particularly unhappy.

He thought that following the master of the sect would allow him to learn more skills and gain more knowledge. But since returning from the last festival, the master of the sect has never summoned him and Senior Sister Yan Yun to Fenglingtai again. Seeing that those disciples and senior brothers who entered the sect later than him have mastered it, he, a little immortal of the immortal clan, has not yet mastered it, which is simply embarrassing. Even after Yuxi returned to the immortal clan, when his uncle and aunt asked him about the Huxuandao formation, Yuxi was embarrassed to speak.

However, Yuxi knew that the Huxuan Sword Formation was a formation for five people, and they only had four people now, so it was difficult to practice. But not having enough manpower was one thing, and dragging them out of training was another.

"What are you going to do?!"

Seeing Yuxi trying to run out again, Xiangyu Mountain Elder Chu Mengcheng's face turned ugly. Yuxi was angry, "Either change someone to practice the Huxuan Sword Formation, or release Han Mo! He just killed a few disciples on duty, is it necessary to punish him again and again?!"

Originally, it was only a 100,000-year confinement, but now it has been extended by another 400,000 years. 400,000 years?! How could Yuxi afford to wait?
Besides, Yuxi is not such a wronged person.

"Enough! How can you say these words?" Chu Mengcheng went up and forcibly pulled Yuxi back, pushed Yuxi forcefully to the table and made him sit down so that he could calm down.

Is it possible for a disciple like him to say these words?
"Don't cause trouble for me."

Chu Mengchen warned him. He looked at Yuxi's anxious and angry eyes, which were full of oppression and condescending pressure.

"Recently, Sakya Demon Island has accepted new disciples. If you cause trouble for me at this critical moment, how can I deal with you?"

"Master, how can this be considered trouble?"

Yuxi felt aggrieved by what he said. He was clearly fighting for his own legitimate rights, so how could this be considered as him causing trouble? After all, he was a young man with an immature mind, and after Chu Mengcheng said this, Yuxi felt a little indignant.

Chu Mengcheng naturally understood Yuxi's discomfort. His disciples on the mountain had already practiced the Hu Xuan Dao formation day after day, and now all the disciples in the mountains and courtyards had more or less mastered it, but the first few people who were selected could not learn it. This would make everyone feel uncomfortable.

But this is all something that the sect master has tacitly approved. What can the elders do?
The elders had originally decided that each mountain would send an outstanding disciple to participate in the trial of the Huxuan Sword Formation. Xiangyu Mountain chose Yuxi, Fanyin Pavilion chose Yanyun, Fenglingxuan chose Murongfeng and Miaoyuan, and Mujin Mountain sent Hanmo.

These people represent the hopes and aspirations of each mountain and each academy. As long as they succeed in learning, other disciples can naturally succeed as well.

However, because Han Mo's disciple was punished to be confined, the trial of the five of them was delayed. Originally, they thought that this matter could be postponed, but the other disciples got the copy of the Hu Xuan Sword Formation Secret Manual, how could they not be tempted, how could they not bear to secretly try it?

As the number of people taking the test increased, the elders could no longer control the situation. In addition, the sect master did not object, so the number of disciples practicing increased, and the situation had become uncontrollable.

"I don't care!" Yuxi sat at the table and slapped it angrily, full of hostility.

"If they don't let Han Mo out, I will find the other four people to practice the Hu Xuan Sword Formation! I will never, never sit still and wait for death!"

"You...--!!" Chu Mengcheng pointed at Yuxi's nose and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Heh, whatever you want."

Chu Mengcheng was so angry that he threw his sleeves and left. He was really a rotten wood that could not be carved.

"Master?!" Seeing Chu Mengcheng leave angrily, Yuxi widened his eyes and became even angrier.

"I don't care, I don't care..."

"I'm going to Fenglingxuan tonight to ask for an explanation!!"

"The Lord Sect Master will never abandon the four of us!!"

"Absolutely not!!!"