If you change to the previous Qinghuan, you will definitely not mind having a rainy joy with Wei Yin. After all, it is something you love me, and no one suffers. But she didn't. Instead, she stood calmly on the stone and looked at Weiyin, watching him flushed and closed his eyes. The purple robe was a little messy, revealing a solid and smooth white chest. The black hair was scattered on the ground, matched with the sword eyebrows and star eyes, it was really beautiful and delicious.

He jumped off the stone and walked towards Weiyin. He just touched his chest when he grabbed it and hugged it into his arms. Qing Huan frowned, and Wei Yin was already stroking her uncontrollably.

Different from Mei Aorong, who was surrounded by rouge scent, Qinghuan was cold-hearted, cold and pure, which was really a good antidote for Weiyin. He subconsciously wanted to cling to this soft body, but the remaining reason made him open his eyes.

She was holding a petite girl in her arms. She was so tender and small, which made Weiyin very painful. Compared with Mei Aorong, Qinghuan attracted him even more, especially when he was sucking a demon. Case. Qing Huan, who was in his arms, just stared at him indifferently. Those twin star-like eyes shocked Weiyin's body and suddenly let go, almost crawling and fleeing from her side.

Qing Huan glanced at him faintly, and suddenly strode over, kicking Weiyin out with one kick, just to make him fall into the mountain spring behind him.

The cold spring water calmed the heat wave on Wei-yin a little bit. He let out a sigh of relief, and Qinghuan stood on the big rock by the spring with his arms around his chest. The snow-white skirt fluttered in the wind, and he said coldly: "I don't want to hurt it. Cultivation, just hold your breath and concentrate without distracting thoughts."

Although Weiyin didn't know who she was, she felt that she was not malicious towards herself, and closed her eyes as she said. Qinghuan took out the small sapphire bottle from the treasure bag and poured out a pill. Said: "Open your mouth." After finishing speaking, he bounced over without gentleness, regardless of whether or not Wei Yin would choke to death.

As soon as the pill was taken, Wei Yin opened his eyes in surprise. Isn't this their Wanjianzong's demon-shining pill? Only the ancestors who cultivated them are extremely precious and rare. How could this girl... wait, five years ago, the ancestors accepted an apprentice, the little girl named Qinghuan, if you count this year, it is probably exactly At this age...Weiyin called out tentatively, "...Qinghuan?"

Seeing that he recognizes herself, Qing Huan no longer wears the veil, but her tone is still cold: "You should call me Uncle Master."

Weiyin's eyes are infinitely tender, and he was very fond of Qinghuan back then, but now she has saved himself again, and naturally no longer defends against her: "Why did you appear here? Did your ancestors allow you to go down the mountain?"

"I want to go down the mountain as soon as I want, without his approval."

The nascent girl is amazingly beautiful, and her cool temperament is even more fascinating. Facing Qing Huan, Wei Yin involuntarily became gentler. Although he was good to others, he always kept a distance. However, in front of Qing Huan, he was completely like a gentle brother.

Seeing that Weiyin seemed to have to speak, Qing Huan hurriedly said before he could speak: "Do you still want this cultivation base? If so, shut your mouth and meditate."

Wei Yin knew what Qing Huan said was true, and after a grateful look at her, Yiyan meditated. The cold spring water successfully quenched his lust, and the demon pill was slowly relieving the demon qi, the abnormal flushing on his handsome face slowly faded, and after about an hour, Wei Yin's body was almost restored.

He got up from the spring water, quite ashamed, because his Taoist robe was already wet on his body, which made him feel very ashamed, who had always been neat and gentle, especially in front of a young girl, it was too indecent. .

Qing Huan didn't care about this. She jumped off the stone first, looked up with her hands behind her back, and said, "The cliff is too high, you can only go up with the sword. Your sword fell on it and didn't come down."

Wei Yin didn't understand what she meant.

But he quickly understood. Because Qing Huan had already taken out the Flying Talisman, took his hand, pinched a Talisman, only heard the wind in his ears, and soon the two of them reached the top of the cliff. The fox demon has lost his soul, but the ground is still stained with blood, and I don't know where Weizhong and Mei Aorong have gone.

In desperation, Weiyin had to return to the inn. Qinghuan followed behind him. As soon as he entered the inn, he saw Weizhong and Mei Aorong walking down from the second floor hand in hand. Seeing that Weiyin was unscathed, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes. Then came the anger and the shameless bird, while Mei Aorong was a little guilty. Qing Huan looked at their emotions. In the next second, Weizhong seemed to have nothing happened, and hurriedly walked to Weiyin: "Big brother! Big brother, you are okay? That's great!"

"Fortunately, Uncle Master helped me, otherwise I'm afraid it will be too bad." For some reason, Wei Yin just didn't want others to know Qing Huan's name.

Uncle Master?

Weiyin stepped away, and Weizhong and Mei Aorong saw a petite girl in a white Taoist gown standing behind him. Because Weiyin was slender and blocked Qinghuan, they didn't see it. Now that he heard the three words "Master Uncle", Zhong Zhong's eyes were slightly widened: "Big Brother means..."

"Not bad." Wei Yin nodded slightly.

Weizhong immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Disciple Weizhong, I have met Uncle Master."

Mei Aorong also saluted.

Qinghuan is unwilling to take care of them. She is used to being arrogant in a world of female ghosts, and she won’t be able to care if she sees people she doesn’t like. It is only Zhong and Mei Aorong who are both the ones who hide evil intentions. Too lazy.

Qinghuan's indifference made Weiyin a little bit dumbfounded. It is strange to say that Weizhong has been with him longer, but his heart is naturally biased towards Qinghuan who has only met twice. He explained at the moment: "Uncle Master is so temperamental, you don't have to mind."

After Qinghuan took two steps, seeing that Weiyin didn't follow up, but instead was talking to the two people below, he said impatiently: "You still haven't come up with me."

Weiyin hurriedly stepped forward two steps, and turned around as if thinking of something, and urged: "Weizhong, other juniors are bothering you."

"Big brother, don't worry." Weizhong smiled.

But when Weiyin and Qinghuan disappeared upstairs, his face was pulled down in an instant. Seeing this, Mei Aorong quickly squeezed his hand to comfort him. But the evil spirit in his eyes dissipated. He looked down at the woman next to him, and his heart was suddenly soft. With her by his side, why should he worry about not being able to be ascended to the Immortal Road as soon as possible?

In the room, Qing Huan pushed Wei Yin onto the bed. Weiyin blushed and wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to say it. After a long while, he could only speak incoherently. It wasn't until Qinghuan put the palm of his hand against him that he realized that things were not what he thought...

Although the evil spirit in his body has been expelled, the foundation has been shocked. The purer the monk, the greater his reaction to evil things. Qinghuan couldn't guarantee whether Weiyin was absolutely safe, so she felt that it would be better to heal him.

After Banzhuxiang, she looked as usual, got out of bed, and stood up and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Thank you, Qing Huan."

"...You just called my Uncle Master to come." Qing Huan became unhappy. "Why call my name again now, do you have any rules?"

Weiyin smiled bitterly. He was already several hundred years old. Asking him to call a twelve-year-old girl to be his uncle master, it was really... for a long while, he sighed and said: "Can I call you uncle master? "

Qing Huan blinked at him with watery eyes. She had no obsession with this name, so she nodded in response. "I want to go back."

"Huh?" Wei Yin was taken aback, is he leaving now? Why is it so urgent?

"This time I'm going down the mountain, my business has been done, so I won't go with you anymore." Qing Huan took out the sapphire vial from the treasure bag, and poured another pill from it. "This is the detoxification pill refined by Master, which can cure all kinds of poisons, and you should stay by your side for future use."

Wei Yin took it. In fact, if this is given by someone else, he will definitely not accept it, because there is no reward for doing nothing. But this time it was given by Qinghuan, and he accepted it. "I will go back soon too..."

"Be careful of your younger brother and younger sister." Qing Huan left the last sentence, pinched the talisman, and disappeared instantly.

Weiyin suddenly felt a sense of loss. After a long while, he carefully placed the detoxification pills next to him, packed up his packages and went downstairs. Weizhong had already called the other juniors and disciples. Seeing that he was the only one coming down, he pretended to ask curiously: "Big brother, where is Senior Uncle? Isn't she going back with us?"

"Uncle Shi has already gone back first." Wei Yin said lightly, "Let's set off too."

Wei Yin didn't show much interest in the appearance of Mei Aorong. He was a pure-hearted person with little desire, and before Qing Huan left, he still remembered, why should he be careful with his junior and younger sisters? Although Weizhong has a weird personality, he is not a big gangster. As for that junior girl... he hasn't even seen it many times, so how can he be careful? Weiyin is puzzled, but he believes that Qinghuan will not harm him. In any case, it is better to be careful.

Yu Hengzi didn't expect the baby apprentice to come back so soon. He had just left the thatched hut and before he had time to express his thoughts and care as a master, Qing Huan plunged into his room and did not come out again. Yu Hengzi held the contents in his hand, and ate the ashes of his nose before he could offer the treasure.

Really, really not cute apprentice at all! He wants to return the goods! He wants to return the goods!

Qing Huan in the room sat cross-legged on the bed to adjust her breath. Her heart became more and more confused. If others knew that she had formed a pill in only five years, they would definitely be envious and jealous that she was a genius, but Qing Huan herself was a little bit more confused. Neither feel good. Because the faster she gets promoted, the less she can control herself. The black emotion that slowly rose up, like a nightmare, entangled her whole person.