The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 576: Pretending to be sick and not being able to afford the sect's wish

In the small courtyard

Several people pushed open the gate and walked in.

Miao Yuan pretended to speak loudly, "You mean, Senior Brother Yuxi was punished with a ruler and is unable to move, so he is now resting in bed?"

"Um... um, yes... yes." The disciple on duty who followed in smiled awkwardly. He didn't know why Miao Yuan disciple asked him these questions.

"But isn't the ruler used to hit the hands? Why are you unable to move?"

"I...this..." The disciple on duty was a little at a loss. Yes, the ruler is used to hit the hands. No wonder disciple Miao Yuan asked that question just now.

Suddenly, the disciple on duty thought quickly, "Hit him, hit his hands, hit his body, use both the ruler and the stick to punish him."

"Oh, that's how it is. The injury is quite serious." Miao Yuan pretended to be distressed on her face, but she was actually smiling in her eyes.

This damn fairy kid must be pretending to be sick.

"Yes, yes, how about you guys come back another day? When Junior Brother Yuxi recovers from his injury, you guys can come visit him again?"

"No need, I just came to see if his injury has healed."

Miao Yuan lifted her skirt and led the way into the house. As soon as she left, Kui Yin, Murong Feng, Yan Yun and others followed her inside without even waiting for the disciples on duty to react.

The disciple on duty behind him was left disheveled in the wind. "Miao, Miao Yuan disciple!!"

"boom--"

The door was pushed open forcefully.

Yuxi quickly pulled up the quilt, lay down on the bed and dozed off with her eyes closed.

"Okay, I know you're not asleep."

Miao Yuan walked to the couch with a wicked smile on her face. This kid's eyelids were trembling, and he still wanted to deceive her. These were all tricks she played when she was a child.

Yuxi closed her eyes and said nothing, but she clenched her hands tightly under the quilt and her breathing became tense.

"Kuiyin, you say..."

"Why would someone not want to go to the trial?"

Kui Yin walked to the end of the bed and stood leaning against the red wood beside the bed. Kui Yin sneered, "What else could it be? Hiding because he doesn't dare to see me."

"Then why don't I dare to see you?"

"Why else? You're afraid of me."

"Junior sister, junior brother!" Murong Feng's eyes went dark. Could it be that these two people really came to make fun of Junior Brother Yuxi?

Yan Yun walked to the couch and sat down, looking out the window, but listening to the noise coming from their side with his ears perked up.

"Brother, please stop covering up for him. If he's not afraid of Kui Yin, what could it be? He's a cultivator, and he just got hit with a ruler. It's been several days, and he's still not healed? Who are you kidding?"

Kui Yin followed up with nods and eyes, "Yes, Senior Brother, it's a pity that you spoke well of this young immortal in front of me before, saying how magnanimous he was, how hard he practiced, and how kind he was to others! But what happened now?"

"He was the one who proposed the practice, he was the one who made false accusations, and he was the one who pretended to be sick!"

"Junior Brother Kuiyin!" Murong Feng opened his eyes wide. When did he say these words?
"Who are you talking about?!" Yuxi couldn't hold it in any longer, and with a red face, he threw open the quilt and rushed over. Miaoyuan quickly stepped back, and Yuxi rushed over and grabbed Kuiyin's collar, confronting him with blood and courage.

"I ask you, who are you talking about? Tell me again?!"

Kui Yin showed no fear at all, and even answered calmly, "I'm talking about you - the little immortal king of the immortal race!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Yuxi was so angry that he raised his fist to hit him.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Murong Feng rushed over and stopped Yuxi's fist. "Okay, Junior Brother Yuxi, don't be angry first. Junior Brother Kuiyin definitely didn't mean that."

"And you!"

Murong Feng turned around and scolded Kui Yin, "What's wrong with you? Don't you know that Junior Brother Yuxi is still injured?"

Kuiyin spread out his hands and said in a very annoying way: "Oh~ I forgot that Junior Brother Yuxi was injured!" He was so lively even though he was injured. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Yuxi was pretending to be sick. This further verified what Miaoyuan and Kuiyin had just said, that someone was pretending to be sick and someone was afraid of him.

Yuxi naturally heard the hidden meaning in Kuiyin's words.

"You——" Yuxi pointed at Kuiyin's nose and was so angry that he couldn't speak. He knew that they came here for no good reason.

Now it seems that they came here on purpose to laugh at his joke!

"Junior Brother Kuiyin!" Murong Feng's face turned stern, and he was obviously a little angry. It was enough to say these words once. If he continued, not only would Junior Brother Yuxi be angry and want to break up with them, but everyone in Xiangyu Mountain would also regard them as enemies.

“I understand, senior brother…” Kui Yin stood properly and said nothing more.

He knows that it's enough when the heat is high enough.

Murong Feng was relieved and asked Yuxi with concern: "Junior Brother Yuxi, how is your injury? Are you feeling better?"

"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. I feel much better now." Yuxi withdrew his hand, hiding the violent emotions in his eyes, and his mood returned to calm.

"That's good. We've been worried about your health these days. We're afraid that you might be seriously injured, so we came to see you."

"Thank you, senior brothers and sisters. I am much better now."

"It's good to be well."

Miao Yuan stepped forward and said, "Brother Yuxi, since your injury is fine, you won't miss the Huxuan Sword Formation training tomorrow, right?"

Yuxi turned away, not wanting to pay attention to her, and said in a stiff and stubborn tone, "I will go. He is just a human. Am I afraid of him?"

Miao Yuan smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow."

"Quiyin, let's go."

Today's mission was successfully completed.

Kui Yin curled his lips and smiled, then followed Miao Yuan's little butt and left.

Yuxi looked up at the annoying figures, one big and one small, and wanted to rush up and slap them each. Damn it.

When will it be their turn to laugh at him?

Yan Yun clapped his hands and walked over, "Okay, take a good rest, I'll see you at Fenglingtai tomorrow."

As soon as Yuxi heard Yan Yun's voice, all the anger and resentment in her heart disappeared. Yuxi's brows relaxed instantly, and she looked at her with a smile and firm determination, "Well, Senior Sister Yan Yun, please rest assured, I will never hold you back!"

Murong Feng also laughed, "Hahaha, okay."

Several people left Ju Guang Courtyard with a smile.

When leaving, Kui Yin gave Miao Yuan a thumbs up and said, "Your provocation is effective."

Miao Yuan waved her hand and said, "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Yan Yun walked behind with the sword in his arms. Hearing this, he just wanted to laugh. How could she be so cute? Murong Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Junior Sister Miaoyuan is really a living treasure!
The afternoon sun shines on the four people, each with his own unique characteristics. One is soft and cute, with a smile as beautiful as a flower. The other is a handsome young man with a high spirit.

The two senior brothers and sisters following behind him looked like adults. One was dressed in red, holding a sword, as if she was the eldest sister who traveled the world with a sword, eradicating all the injustices in the world. The other had a straight back and a firm step, and every step she took seemed to be the wish for a prosperous world and peace in the world.

This seems to be what the sect truly wishes for, and it is also the true meaning of the establishment of Cangling Mountain among the five major clans.

"What are they doing here?"

The woman who walked to the gate of Ju Guang Courtyard behind him stopped and looked in the direction where they left, thinking deeply.

"Sister, they should be here to practice the Hu Xuan Sword Formation. Junior Brother Yuxi has been in bed for the past few days, and their Hu Xuan Sword Formation has been put on hold. I think it's because of this matter."

"So it's because of this..."

The woman chuckled and walked into the courtyard.