Yan Chun and Yin Yuchen, including Yun Ruicheng and other outer disciples, left the Dabi battle stage together.

Yin Yuchen was so happy, and Yan Chun was so excited that he hugged him in front of almost the entire sect's disciples. Yin Yuchen didn't know how much self-control she had used before she resisted not turning her head to look in the direction of Jing Yangyu at the top of the stack.

It looks like a provocation.

Yin Yuchen was not afraid of Jing Yangyu's revenge. After all, Jing Yangyu was a true gentleman, and he didn't bother to care about a little mouse in the gutter like him.

If he provokes Jing Yangyu, it would be like a little mouse jumping up and biting a tiger's beard, and only himself would be embarrassed.

He applied a cleansing technique on his body to remove all the embarrassment from the game just now, took a wound medicine, and took Yanchun to the dining hall.

Yun Ruicheng and the **** were so happy today, although Yin Yuchen glared at them a few times, obviously to let them stay where they were cool, but they didn't leave, and they didn't pester Yin Yuchen, so they just joined Yin Yuchen for the banquet. Not far from the spring, he was talking about how Dabi raised his eyebrows these days.

Seeing that Yin Yuchen had taken the medicine for wounds, Yanchun asked and got the assurance that he was okay, so he went to discuss with the disciples.

The more he got in touch with Yin Yuchen, the more Yan Chun realized that Yin Yuchen was indeed smart.

He doesn't know how his head grows. While competing by himself, he cooks new and delicious food for her three times a day, and he can also plan competitions for the disciples who are with him.

This time, not only Yun Ruicheng was one step away from entering the Inner Sect, but Lian Shanying and the other two younger disciples also brushed a wave of presence in front of the Inner Sect elders.

They all listened to Yin Yuchen, how to fight and how to behave can make them lose and lose beautifully.

Although Yun Ruicheng was only one step away from entering the inner door, he was unwilling and wanted to go to the wheel battle, but Yin Yuchen advised him not to go.

There are not many people who can win the wheel battle, and there are many people who are more capable than Yun Ruicheng.

At that time, the gains will outweigh the losses, so it is better to directly prepare for the next big competition three years later.

Moreover, Yin Yuchen did not mention it in front of Yan Chun and other outer disciples, but he told Yun Ruicheng in private that as long as he entered the inner sect, he would be able to persuade the three inner sect disciples to jointly guarantee that Yun Ruicheng would go in. .

As soon as Yun Ruicheng heard Yin Yuchen say this, he immediately gave up the wheel battle. Someone was there to protect him. Who wants to go all out?

Because of this, he was even more convinced of Yin Yuchen, and now Yin Yuchen commanded him like an arm and a finger.

At this moment, Yin Yuchen glared at Yun Ruicheng again, meaning to let him get out of the way with the over-excited disciples of the outer door.

They were walking towards the dining hall. Yin Yuchen wanted to cook for Yanchun. He was afraid that the outer disciples would make a fuss. After all, it was meal time, and there were also inner disciples, so it wouldn't look good.

So Yun Ruicheng whistled and said to a group of outer disciples, "Senior Brother Yuchen said that he has some good things in the cave, and I will take you to steal it!"

The outer sect disciples quickly followed Yun Ruicheng and ran away. Yin Yuchen's expression was not very good. There was really "good stuff" in his cave. It was the wine he made from fruit a few days ago. No one was allowed to drink it, and none of the inner disciples would drink it, so wine was a rare thing.

That's what he brewed for Yanchun to drink! It's sweet, and the energy is small. What are a group of big men drinking?

However, Yin Yuchen couldn't catch up after the people ran away. He had to sigh and enter the dining room. While rolling up his sleeves, he said, "I'll cook some noodles first, and I'll cook you something else in the evening, okay?"

Yan Chun nodded as if pounding garlic, and soon a little guilt appeared in his heart.

The younger brother just finished the competition, and he was all injured. Although he took the medicine pill... But it's too unreasonable for people to cook.

"Either... there's something in the dining hall right now, let's eat something."

Yanchun said: "The inner disciples are definitely there now. Don't go to the back of the dining hall, you have to enter the inner door too, lest they say you open a small stove."

"It's okay." Yin Yuchen didn't care.

Anyway, after these few days of competition, there are probably not many disciples in the inner sect who have a good opinion of him. Maybe entering the inner sect will be in vain, and no elder is willing to ask him.

Yin Yuchen doesn't care if he has any elders to accept or not, it's better if he does chores, his time and identity are more free, and it is convenient to find Yanchun.

He has plans for his future, but he is not in the Heng Jue faction. What he knows, and what he has in his bones, is incompatible with this immortal mountain.

After waiting for the last three or five years, Yanchun completely recovered, became a Taoist companion with Jing Yangyu, and became the head lady. He no longer needed him, and he had his own place.

Yin Yuchen wanted to join the Hengjue faction two years ago, because he heard that Yanchun had been kept in the Diling Pool all these years.

Now that she's out, when she's completely healed... presumably she doesn't need to be by her side anymore.

Now that Yan Chun obviously has something to help him, he will naturally do his best for her.

"I really don't need it. The inner disciples are not very harmonious." Yan Chun said, "You are the first to enter the inner sect, and everything is low-key."

"Is your injury really okay?" Yan Chun asked.

The two entered the dining hall while talking, but Yin Yuchen actually still had pain in her meridians.

This pain is nothing to him, and it will be good to take the wound medicine and slowly recover.

"It's alright, senior sister has asked more than a dozen times." If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many people in the dining hall, Yin Yuchen really wanted to raise his hand and touch Yanchun's head.

"Then eat whatever you want," Yan Chun said, and took a look at the place where she was picking vegetables. There was really nothing she liked to eat.

Xianshan practice is proud of bigu, which means that it has entered another stage, and can no longer rely on mortal grains for food.

Therefore, low-level disciples and outer sect disciples mainly eat to save their lives. They only want less impurities and no taste. Therefore, the dining hall is mainly a large pot of dishes, the quality is not good, and the color and aroma are far from Yin Yuchen's. She opened a small stove.

Yin Yuchen saw that she had no appetite, and silently rolled up the sleeves she had put down.

He leaned behind Yan Chun, lowered his head and whispered to her, "Sister, wait, I'll go down to you, very soon."

Yan Chun wanted to refuse, but Yin Yuchen had already walked into the back of the dining hall.

Yan Chun pouted and suppressed her smile. She actually had no resistance to the food made by Yin Yuchen.

It stands to reason that she should be more considerate and stop Yin Yuchen. It's a pity that there are too many people who have been kind to Yanchun in this life. She grew up in a honey pot, and she didn't think it was a matter of course for Yin Yuchen to cook for her with injuries. She knew that people were treating her well, even if she had made progress.

Yin Yuchen really likes to cook something for Yanchun. He has learned the ability to harm others, and now he can use it to feed Yanchun, and even make Yin Yuchen feel grateful that he works hard enough to harm others.

He said hello to the masters in the dining hall. Most of the masters were outsiders who couldn't reach them. At most, they entered a Taoist way and waited for those who were getting old.

Their appearances have never stood still, so several cooks are not young, and some people get fat when they are middle-aged.

A chubby old master, knowing that Yin Yuchen has been cooking for an inner female disciple these days, laughed mockingly when he saw him.

"Have you managed to coax her? These inner disciples are very good. Which elder does she belong to?"

The old master approached Yin Yuchen who was kneading the dough neatly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "When you enter the inner door, it must be difficult to get along at first. If she has a position in the inner door, she coaxes people to become a Taoist partner quickly, so as not to be caught by others. Dumped…"

"No." Yin Yuchen didn't explain. He liked people to misunderstand him and Yanchun. He followed the smiling old master like Maitreya Buddha and said, "Senior sister is very simple, loves friendship and righteousness, and will treat me well."

He made enough of an infatuated mood, but it was not good for the old master to tell him all the nonsense things he had seen over the years.

Some inner sect disciples... do have contacts with outer sect disciples in private. The Hengjue Sect is a sect of miscellaneous cultivation. In order to enter the inner sect, the outer sect disciples think that they have caught up with the inner sect disciples.

At that time, the body could not be saved, and the cultivation base was also lost. When I went down the mountain and went home, the situation was desolate.

The old master looked at Yin Yuchen's figure and appearance, even if he couldn't see his eyes, he could see that he was a top-quality leather bag, and the old master hesitated.

Yin Yuchen has been in the outer door, and was sent to the dining hall to do things. He was very honest and behaved in a gentle and polite manner. The last time he stole fish, it was also because the pair of yin and yang fish became wise.

Such a good young man, don't be deceived by his **** and cultivation.

Yin Yuchen didn't say a word, just kneaded and rolled the noodles. The old master stood behind him for a while and patted him on the shoulder.

He only said: "What toppings do you use? There is still some spirit animal meat left in the morning, so you can make some small dishes for your senior sister?"

"Well, thank you, master." Yin Yuchen cut the noodles neatly, neither wide nor thin nor sticky.

He opened the pot of boiling water, put the noodles in, and said, "Master, the big competition is over, I have entered the inner door, and there are many things in the outer door that I can't bring in, and I have nowhere to throw them, so I leave them with a few masters. , please help me take care of it."

The old master, like Maitreya Buddha, laughed until his fat flesh trembled. The words "help and look after" were actually meant to be given to them.

Although there are not many good things for the outer disciples, for these old masters in the dining hall, it is not easy to get.

"Hey...you child..."

Yin Yuchen chopped the meat, looked back and slanted along the door of the back hall, and saw that Yanchun had found a corner to sit and wait obediently, with a gentle smile on his face.

When he laughed, he didn't have the playful and good-looking pear vortex like Yanchun, but his male and female appearance did not usually look feminine, and when he smiled, it was too bright.

The old master glanced at it, and couldn't hold back and said, "Child, you can interact with others carefully, don't let people be deceived..."

Yan Chun didn't know that she and the canteen master had never met, but she had already become a despicable villain who was cheating and cultivated by the master.

She sat on the edge of a small square table, looking towards the back of the dining room, tapping her fingers on the table, the more she waited, the more hungry she became.

She has stopped the bigu pill, and plans to...before she becomes a lonely ghost, she will stop being inedia, and she wants to taste more of the world.

Especially what Yuchen's younger brother did.

Yan Chun leaned on her arms to support her face, and was sitting and shaking her legs when she saw a face she didn't want to see, and entered the dining hall with a person's arm on her back.

Yan Chun's good mood disappeared in an instant, just as he was about to turn his eyes away, the face had already looked over.

The expression on Yan Chun's face was immediately clear, his head was lowered, his eyes were gloomy, and the scolding in his heart was really haunted.

As a result, the lingering "Yin" stood at her table.

He opened his mouth and said, "Shuiyun, the senior brother is looking for you and wants you to go to his yard before night."

The fire in Yan Chun's heart burned with the fire in her head, she suddenly raised her head to look at the face that looked similar to her, and then looked at the former friend beside her, she wanted to flip the table on the spot.

Yan Chun was suppressed, did not speak, regarded the two as air, looked towards the back of the dining hall, and hoped that Yin Yuchen would come out soon.

She didn't know what he could do when he came out, but with him by his side, at least Yan Chun wouldn't be so flustered.

"Water Cloud."

"Go away!" When Yan Chun heard her calling her name, she couldn't bear to growl: "Who asked you to call me? You are worthy too, what kind of person are you!"

At this moment, there was an endless stream of disciples coming and going in the dining hall. What Mo Qiulu wanted was the effect of Yanchun going crazy, so she volunteered to tell Jing Yangyu that she would help to call Yanchun.

The more Yan Chun became mad in public, the more beneficial it would be to Mo Qiulu.

She has to take advantage of the time, place and people, and only later can she make better use of the power of the Hengjue faction.

"Shuiyun..." She called out again, as if deliberately.

Not only did she call, but Huai Yubai, who was beside her, also called out: "Shuiyun, Qiu Lu just came to tell you to look for you on behalf of the Sect Master, why do you speak so harshly."

"Does Sect Master Dai have no legs or a long mouth? Do you need her to come to me?" Yan Chun sneered, looked at Huai Yubai and said, "Shuiyun, stop calling me, what kind of onion are you? ?"

Huai Yubai's expression was red and white, her brows were gentle, and her temperament was excellent. Among the inner disciples, she had many friends.

She was embarrassed by Yanchun's choking. She couldn't believe that her old friend had become so cunning. In the past, Yanchun would reach out to save people even if she was a mortal child. How could she become like this?

"How...you..." Huai Yubai didn't know what to say.

Mo Qiulu suppressed the smile in her eyes. Seeing that the disciples had already looked over, she was about to open her mouth to say something, but suddenly her shoulder was bumped.

This time, the collision was not light, and the two little girls, Mo Qiulu and Huai Yubai, who were standing side by side, stumbled into each other.

Mo Qiulu looked back and saw a man with a bowl of hot noodles standing where she was standing just now.

He was not low in stature, looked down at Mo Qiulu condescendingly, and said slowly: "Oh, I bumped into you, sorry, my eyes are not very good."

His eyes are indeed covered with shackles, and it is obvious that his eyes are not good.

Mo Qiulu naturally knew that he did it on purpose, and Yan Chun was just hanging out with him these days!

But Mo Qiulu was full of provocative words, but shook his lips, and under Yin Yuchen's casual gaze, he didn't dare to say it.

Yin Yuchen took a step forward and whispered slowly, "You two, let Jean, stand by my position."

Mo Qiulu retreated subconsciously and swallowed nervously. She also saw Yin Yuchen in the competition, and knew that Yanchun was hanging out with him. In her heart, she couldn't quite see this swordsmanship as ruthless and clinging to Yanchun. Outer sect disciple, but this is the first time to have such close contact.

Huai Yubai was about to speak beside her, but she grabbed her arm and said, "The words are here, let's go."

She took Huai Yubai and walked away quickly, as if she was running away.

Mo Qiulu couldn't see Yin Yuchen's eyes, but she felt a deadly and familiar aura in Yin Yuchen's body, clammy and cold like a poisonous snake.

His stature, tone of voice, and gesture were very similar to someone Mo Qiulu knew - her father.

That was the person she hated and feared so much in her life.