The silly junior sister is prone to erratic behavior, offering an unconventional way to revitalize t

Ye Jin agreed and rested for three days before facing Song Heming head-on.

In fact, Song Heming could have chosen to resolve the issue directly the moment Ye Jin entered the secret realm, but he didn't, giving his opponent enough time, which could be considered as showing his opponent a certain degree of respect.

Ye Jin was quite concerned about his reputation at the time and didn't want to be given special treatment, so after fighting for several days, he felt comfortable with himself and simply surrendered, handing over the inheritance to someone else.

Song Hemian had heard of his reputation and was quite shocked: "You're quite interesting."

"I can't let you practice with me for nothing." Song Heming felt that he had also gotten a good deal, but he didn't accept any money or anything from Ye Jin. If he gave too much, it would seem like he was insulting the other party with money.

"How about this!" The boy thought of some of Night Ember's little habits and made an important promise in the secret realm: "I've noticed you really like stealing other people's swords."

Song Heming said, "As long as I'm here, you can take my sword."

There wasn't anything particularly deep in their relationship, since they barely spoke to each other when they met.

It can only be said that the young man found resonance in the clashing sword intents, which led to their mutual appreciation and friendship.

……

……

Ye Jin briefly mentioned a few things from the sky. When he looked up, he found that the people who were all busy with their own things were squatting in front of him listening to the story. Only one unfortunate person, Yao He, had been called to the top of Yun Xi's head. There were two plates on his lap, one filled with melon seeds and the other with melon seed shells. Yao He had a fishing rod tucked under his arm, and his only hand was still pitifully peeling melon seeds for Yun hope. His tool life was so hopeless that he seemed ready to jump down at any moment.

Surrounded by so many people staring at him, Ye Jin was a little embarrassed: "What's wrong?"

"No, no~" Qi Jue shook his head: "This is the first time we've heard our third senior brother's story~"

Although there wasn't much gossip or particularly exciting plot, the boy was still quite happy listening to it, his cheerful little face seemingly stating a fact.

It seems like they're starting to get to know each other.

Yunxi propped her head up with her hand and sighed inexplicably, clearly not satisfied with the story: "You wouldn't even take the money, Third Senior Brother, you're still too young."

Nightfall: "..."

Although she verbally expressed her disdain, Yunxi understood Ye Jin's thoughts to some extent. After so many years of facing enemies, it was rare to encounter such a naive and innocent friend, which was something to cherish.

She rolled around on Tun Tun, climbed to the edge, and poked her round little head out towards the bottom: "We flew pretty fast, we should be almost there."

Yunxi called out towards the pilot, "Yao He, fly lower."

The driver, stiff as a board, first put down the sunflower seeds in his hand, then, with a couple of tugs of his arm, adjusted the direction of the fishing rod.

"..."

Xie Mo felt a pang of pity; in the end, it was the disabled person who truly cared for the disabled.

He went over and helped Yao He adjust the position so that Tun Tun could fly down. When it was about the same height as the tree below, he put the fishing rod back in place and went back to play with Yun hope and the others without any guilt.

Yao He: "..."

When we flew down, the image on the photo stone became clearer.

Looking at his son's busy and diligent figure, the Yao family head couldn't help but smile.

Sensing the gazes of those around him, he quickly straightened his expression and resumed his serious demeanor.

Where are they going?

Cheng Jiangui knew his apprentice well and thought for a moment: "He should be looking for Song Hemian."

The audience didn't hear the conversation in the sky, and only then did they realize what was happening.

If they hadn't mentioned it, even the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect would probably have forgotten that he had a chief disciple who was still wandering around. "That's right, Xiao Song hasn't returned to the team yet."

Finally, there was a scene of his own disciple to see. The Fenglei Sect Master was so excited that he squeezed his big face over and asked, "Where is Song Hemian?"

Everyone turned their attention to the side.

The images on Yunxi's and Song Hemian's photo stones are right next to each other, side by side, which means they are not far apart.

It was another dense forest with overlapping shadows of trees, and many thick and sturdy snake blood vines growing on both sides.

The girl's eyes lit up, her little ears twitched, and she skipped over to Yao He's side. First, she ate the sunflower seeds, then she threw the shells behind her in a flurry of sparks at Mo Qingcheng, who was chasing after her.

Finally, she picked up the fishing rod, threw the roast chicken into Tun Tun's mouth, and the group got off the plane smoothly and landed nearby.

With sunflower seed shells on his head and a head full of anger, Mo Qingcheng pulled out an extra-long cleaver while still in the air, as if he would chop these people into pieces the moment he landed.

However, the moment she landed, Yunxi pulled a treasure from her storage pouch and threw it at her. With a thought, she immediately stored Tuntun into her divine beast space and shouted to the others, "Run!"

"???"

"???"

Not only Mo Qingcheng, but her teammates were also caught off guard at that moment. Before their minds could react, their bodies had already taken action and followed.

Qi Jue ran while looking back, and Mo Qingcheng actually stood still.

The oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator caused him to panic briefly, and he swallowed hard: "Junior Sister, what did you just throw out?"

Yunxi replied obediently, "It's nothing, just some things I took from them, returning them to their rightful owners."

Qi Jue looked confused, staring at the screen with a question mark above his head: "???"

Those who were trying to escape didn't get a clear look, but the audience watching from outside the arena saw Mo Qingcheng frozen in place on the screen, and they were all stunned: "This is...!"

The Qingyun Sect Master rubbed his eyes, almost laughing to himself: "What was she thinking, using the demon race's snake blood vines to bind Mo Qingcheng?"

"Will this even work?" someone questioned. "Isn't that something from the demon race?"

"Ordinary snake blood vines definitely won't work," said the Sect Master of the Medicine King Sect. "The one she threw out was a snake blood vine cultivated in the Blood Demon Secret Realm. Even we couldn't break it in a short time, but..."

He looked at Yun hope, his eyes filled with admiration and a hint of curiosity: "How exactly does she control these snake-blood vines?"

"This isn't even because we contacted the demons beforehand..."

Shen Qingqing whispered, "She can even control the demon race's snake blood vines. After binding Mo Qingcheng, she only ran away instead of killing her. It seems like it was all planned in advance?"