Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 61 Love’s mood

"Huh? Divine beast? No, how can our sect have such a thing?"

When Jiang Bing saw Wu You come in, he quickly hid the letter he was writing on the table, his expression a little unnatural.

"That's it..."

Wu You sat down across the table and said calmly: "Master's letter... is written to Senior Su? Master, are you finally brave enough to reveal your feelings to Senior?"

Jiang Bing blushed and spat.

"Go, go, brat, you have something to say."

Wu You put a Law Weapon given to him by Jiang Bing on the table: "The person has been killed. The thing given by the master is very easy to use. There is no fluctuation."

Jiang Bing nodded, stroked his beard, and took back the Law Weapon. As long as Wu You had a clear conscience for killing this person and would not have inner demons that would shake his belief.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Bing persuaded Wu You to leave Emerald Cloud Peak.

——The innocent old man just wants to think about how to write a letter to Su Jian.

…

The cross section of the green bamboo exudes fragrance, and the bamboo leaves fall, brushing against the beauty's green hair.

Fang Shaohong sat in the small pavilion on the back hill as usual, holding his chin and looking at the scenery of the sect.

Chief Fang's thoughts were a little complicated... At this moment, what emerged in her heart was the figure of a young man named Wu.

This was quite a new experience for her.

In Fang Shaohong's previous life, she only cared about one thing most of the time - swordsmanship. As long as she indulged her mind in it, she could feel the infinite mysteries.

Because her mind is extremely simple and pure, rumors about her relationship with Wu You made her feel more ashamed and angry than ordinary people.

It's so embarrassing...

She wanted to tell Wu You that she didn't mean it.

But Wu You never showed up after she responded to the incident, making Senior Sister Fang's already panic-stricken heart even more confused.

She thought Wu You was avoiding her.

"Sister?"

The familiar gentle voice sounded, making Fang Shaohong slightly dazed, but her keen intuition allowed her to react quickly - it was not that she was imagining, but a real voice.

Her figure disappeared into the pavilion, and a few fallen leaves suddenly stirred up on the ground. They were the wind brought up by Fang Shaohong's movement.

"Junior brother."

Looking at the person in front of her, Fang Shaohong's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, but her lack of experience made her not know what to say, so she just shouted.

"Li Zong went to do some errands and missed the ceremony where senior sister was crowned chief. It's a pity." Wu You said with an apologetic smile.

Senior sister is in a good mood today and is still so eager to practice swordsmanship.

"No...it's okay. Junior brother, do you want to see me for anything?"

Wu You's attitude as if nothing happened made Fang Shaohong a little confused about how to deal with it: Since he didn't have any grudge, why were he hiding from him? What are the reasons for coming here today...

The two people think about completely different things, just like when Wu You first came here, but...

Thoughts change, offense and defense change.

"Practice swordsmanship?" Wu You looked like it was a matter of course and asked curiously: "Isn't that what senior sister thinks so?"

As he said this, he took a step back, pulled out the Cangyun Sword, and was ready for sparring. It had become a habit. When he came to practice sword practice before, his senior sister always thought he talked too much and urged him to draw the sword.

Practice swordsmanship...

Wu You's words hit her key words and drove away all the random thoughts in Fang Shaohong's mind.

She suddenly felt that her thoughts were really baffling. She shook her head and reflected on herself. She also pulled out her long sword and pointed it at Wu You from a distance.

"What my junior brother said is absolutely true."

After saying this, he stepped forward, the sword followed the shadow, and the wind followed the sword.

…

"Meow-"

The general idea is: shark shark shark shark! I, King Zhuye, will swallow all these miscellaneous birds into my belly! ! !

Looking at the helpless and furious pig floating in the air, Yan Yu was speechless: "How on earth did little friend Wu You teach this child..."

The two young deer looked at the struggling Zhu Ye, with their expressions and movements completely synchronized. It would be a shame not to pilot the Dangerous Wanderer.

"Senior brother! Hey! Come and see if I'm awesome!"

"Clang" The courtyard door was pushed open with a kick. Qiu Yunqing, with her arms akimbo and head held high, looked at each other with a group of cats and dogs in the courtyard.

[Quack! There are experts! Young Master, retreat quickly! ! ]

Qin Yu and Yan Yu in the ring immediately discovered each other's existence, and he used his spiritual thoughts to warn Qiu Yunqing frantically.

"Uh... excuse me, I remembered that I was still cooking porridge at home!" Qiu Yunqing was stunned for two seconds, found an excuse, and hurriedly closed the door and fled.

But Yan Yu spoke up and stayed.

"Your Excellency must be the one who killed my apprentice. Why do you want to leave? Please come inside and talk for a while." Yan Yu's voice was still gentle, but these words were not polite, and it made people feel cold all over.

Even the three small animals in the courtyard became quiet and shivered.

Such an attitude is extremely inconsistent with his character.

That's because the target of these words is not Qiu Yunqing, but... Qin Yu who is hiding in the ring!

…

Qiu Yunqing's face showed panic visible to the naked eye.

Next to him was Qin Yu, who had condensed his Spirit Body. The two of them sat across from the little fat chirp on the table that exuded a terrifying aura.

Qin Yu understood one thing. He really couldn't defeat him. The terrifying pressure in this little sparrow was as powerful as an Empty Void monk.

"Can you please tell Yan why you wanted to murder my apprentice?"

A cold and gentle voice came from the little fat girl in front of him, and Qin Yu felt great pressure: "Fellow Daoist, forgive me, my young master was in urgent need of Dragon Race blood to suppress the abnormality in his body. I didn't know he was a Fellow Daoist disciple."

"..."

Yan Yu felt a little sad.

Monster Race has always been a necessary material for human cultivation. The essence and blood of dragons and phoenixes, and the inner elixir of the Great Monster are all coveted by human monks.

Even skin, flesh, sinews and bones are used to make elixirs or law weapons. If the soul of the human body is used, it is an evil thing, but the flesh and blood of Monster Race is not.

"I, Qin Yu, would like to apologize to Fellow Daoist."

Qin Yu bowed his head and said with shame.

"No...that's all."

Yan Yu shook his head and said tiredly.

He had promised not to take action against Qiu Yunqing, and the other party had apologized and given him the Monster Race inner elixir he needed most.

If there is any grudge, it is the matter of Bai Qi and other disciples. As an elder, he can no longer pursue it.

"I have to thank you little friend for giving me the inner elixir of my clan before." He looked at Qiu Yunqing with a gentle voice.

"If you are here to look for little friend Wu You, now is not the time. He has already gone out on business."

"Then...senior, I'll leave first." Qiu Yunqing grasped the opportunity to leave the field with a strong desire for survival.

"Little friend, walk slowly."

Yan Yu nodded in greeting and never responded to Qin Yu.

…

As luck would have it, on the way out of the courtyard, Qiu Yunqing met Wu who was returning from sparring with Senior Sister Fang.

"Junior brother??"

Wu You's eyelids jumped when he saw the direction Qiu Yunqing was coming from, Yan Yu was over there!

But before he could ask questions, Qiu Yunqing grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the bamboo forest...

(End of chapter)