Chapter 21: Delusional Eighth

Chapter 21: Delusional Eighth

Yin Yuchen slowly rubbed the caviar in her hand on the tip of Yanchun's dexterous and hot tongue.

Half of Yin Yuchen's arm was numb all the way where the finger belly was scraped, and the eyes behind the shaved yarn were blood-stained red, like a magic cultivator.

He has indeed fallen into the devil, but his devil and Dao are both called "Yan Chun".

"Is it delicious?" He pressed the itch in his throat and asked slowly.

Yan Chun knew what to do, and she seriously smacking the caviar with the tip of her tongue, biting into small particles, nodded with a smile and said, "It's delicious."

Yin Yuchen slowed down his breathing, lest Yanchun hear something wrong.

Yan Chun didn't know what Yin Yuchen was thinking about her messy things. She also learned from Yin Yuchen, digging the caviar with her fingers, and said, "Xianxian, it's just right for porridge, I haven't tasted it for many years... eh ?"

Yin Yuchen grabbed the finger that Yanchun wanted to bring to her mouth, did not let her put it in any more, but pulled it to her lips, opened her lips and put it in.

He even rolled up Yan Chun's fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

Then, in Yanchun's inexplicable trembling doubts, Yin Yuchen had turned to his side, and said with a natural attitude and "righteousness": "You didn't wash your hands, it's very dirty."

"The caviar is a bit salty, you can eat it with porridge later."

Yan Chun always felt that something was weird. She ate dirty without washing her hands. Wouldn't Junior Brother Yuchen not get dirty after eating?

Especially the fingertips that were rolled by the tip of the tongue, as if they were bitten by a small animal.

Yin Yuchen's reason was not enough to convince her, but Yanchun, as long as she was not forced to stab her in front of Mo Qiulu, she was a fool with a bad mind.

Besides, her life is even shallower than that of some edible spirit beasts kept in Longya Mountain. She has never met a **** like Yin Yuchen in her life, and she has never come into contact with such scumbags. She is still too well protected by her family.

So although she thought it was a bit strange to **** each other's fingers, she didn't think about the unbearable side.

Nodding with a simple face, Yin Yuchen urged him to attack, and he was ready to eat porridge.

Some of the disciples in the front hall of the dining hall still hadn't dispersed. They simply ate in the back hall. Yin Yuchen had no appetite to eat what he made, and the things he had done with his hands made him feel sick to himself.

He has also entered the delusional state now, and it is reasonable to say that it is best not to eat these foods with turbid air and impurities.

However, Yanchun's "meal" was next to him, so he naturally filled a little and sat beside Yanchun to eat slowly.

"It's fragrant..." Yan Chun took a big mouthful, then scooped out another spoonful. He opened his mouth and was about to send it in, when Yin Yuchen held his arm.

"Senior sister, you haven't eaten for a long time, but suddenly, don't eat too quickly."

Yan Chun turned his head to look at him, licked his lower lip, and said obediently: "Oh... hehe, it's so fragrant and sweet, my God, Qinghua fish can be so delicious, I didn't even look at it before."

Yin Yuchen simply put down the spoon, watched Yanchun eat, reminded her not to worry, not to eat too much sauce, and finally ate a bowl, she had to add more, but was stopped by Yin Yuchen again.

"Senior sister, you can't eat too much." Yin Yuchen said, "You should increase your food intake slowly, and it's very late now."

Yanchun was really disappointed. She looked at the porridge in the pot and understood the reason. She also knew that Yin Yuchen was for her good, but if she ate an extra bowl, it should be fine. It was hard to eat this kind of taste...

"I entered the inner door in the future. If senior sister likes it, I can make it for senior sister every day." Yin Yuchen said: "I know a lot of mortal snacks, but Xianshan doesn't have them."

Yanchun's eyes suddenly lit up, no one doesn't like to eat delicious food, especially since she has long wanted to go to various countries under the mountain and taste delicious food.

Jing Yangyu had promised her that as soon as her cultivation reached the Delusional Realm, the two of them became Taoist companions, and they would take her to other countries to exorcise evil spirits.

The Hengjue faction is a large sect, and there are often spiritual birds from all over the world for help. Some are sent by the mortal sect, and some are sent by the mortal royal family and nobles.

These are the training opportunities for the disciples, and the sects can also use this to gain mortal help and fame.

However, Yanchun had only been to Nanjia Kingdom at the foot of Hengjue Pai Mountain, and followed the disciples a few times before he met the Demon Cave and was smashed to pieces.

Since then, her dreams of wanting to eat all kinds of delicious food have been broken, and she has no chance to go there in the future. If she becomes a lonely ghost... you can't taste the taste of the mortal world, right?

But Yan Chun did not expect that Junior Brother Yuchen would actually do it!

"Okay!" Yan Chun was no longer sad about the pot of porridge, and looked at Yin Yuchen's eyes more eagerly.

"Then I won't eat it." She put down the bowl, and was already looking forward to what Yin Yuchen would do for her next time.

Yin Yuchen wanted to touch her head, but restrained. Today's intimacy is already over the line, no matter how stupid Yan Chun is, he will be suspected.

So he smiled innocently, glanced at the spirit clock, and took the initiative to say to Yan Chun, "I'm done, I'll take Senior Sister back to the Corning Institute."

No matter how reluctant Yin Yuchen was, he knew that Japan would be a long time coming. He wanted to see Yun Ruicheng and the others at night to analyze the draw for tomorrow's competition.

Yan Chun also got up and nodded: "Let's go."

When the two of them left the dining hall and walked up the mountain one after another, Yan Chun suddenly woke up and said, "What are you sending me for? I'm not afraid of the dark? Besides, it's not dark on the mountain?"

This is the front yard of her house, and Yin Yuchen followed behind her in a maintenance look, which made Yan Chun a little dumbfounded.

"Little Junior Brother, aren't you really the son of a certain family? In the idle books I read before, only the son of a noble family has the spirit of having to send people to the door of the house after a night meeting with beauties."

Yanchun stood on the stone steps one step higher, looking down at Yin Yuchen amusingly.

Yin Yuchen said in her heart that I don't have the passion of a noble family son to send beauties home.

I can't bear to send you, you idiot.

But he just went from bottom to top and smiled at Yan Chun.

"I want to see where Senior Sister lives. After entering the inner door, it will be easy to find Senior Sister to play with."

When Yan Chun heard this, he thought it was too reasonable. When Yin Yuchen entered the inner door, they did communicate a lot.

She was already thinking about telling Yin Yuchen the secret rune order of the Corning Institute, or going back to find the Rune Jade Token and giving it to him directly, so she didn't have to seal it with her hand every time she entered the Corning Institute.

The two were one after the other, and they didn't speak any more along the way, but they were not embarrassed at all.

Yanchun was used to seeing Yin Yuchen all night without speaking because she couldn't communicate with anyone when she was out of the body.

Yin Yuchen was thinking about what happened today, what to do tomorrow or even what to do when he entered the inner door in the future.

He is not a lively, cheerful and caring person. His nature is vicious and despicable. It has become a habit to walk around with bad water. His mind is full of male thieves and female prostitutes that have been soaked in his bones for many years. , It was a bad intention towards her, but Yan Chun couldn't see through it.

The two quickly walked to the entrance of the Corning Institute, and after standing still, Yan Chun turned to look at Yin Yuchen who was following Jing Jingjing behind him. Seeing that he lowered his head, because Shasha covered his eyes, he could not see what his eyes were like. Yan Chun automatically followed him. His slightly pursed lips showed his sadness.

There was an unspeakable sadness in her heart.

She saved others by herself, and consciously talked with Yin Yuchen very much, and felt that others must think the same as her.

So Yan Chun walked up to Yin Yuchen who didn't know what to think about, raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.

He comforted: "Junior Brother Yuchen, you can definitely enter the inner door. After entering the inner door, we can play together every day."

Yan Chun was so happy today that she forgot the messy symbiotic neck ring on her body, including Mo Qiulu, who was "not like her".

Like a child asking for a playmate next door, he patted Yin Yuchen on the shoulder and said, "When I go back and look for it, the Rune Jade from the Corning Institute will give you, and you can come to me at any time."

The functions of the rune jade cards are different, but they are roughly the same. They are specially drawn and used to open the jade cards of each elder’s house, forbidden area, spiritual tool storehouse, and medicine pill pavilion.

Giving it to Yin Yuchen is to open the door for him, welcome to enter, the jade plaque of the Kangning Institute, except for the three living in the Kangning Institute, only Jing Yangyu has it.

Yin Yuchen raised her eyebrows when she heard what Yan Chun said.

Yin Yuchen thought viciously, this kind of idiot who sees both sides and gives the family a passerby, no wonder he was bullied and cried.

He hated and felt so hot that he was burned.

His shaved eyes stared at Yan Chun, gritted his teeth and said, "Shuangzun will not agree. How can the jade plaque of the Corning Institute be given to anyone?"

"We keep it quiet and don't let them know." Yan Chun said, "It will take a while for them to come back."

The soul-solid grass grows in the sandstorm city of Demon Domain, and it is not so easy to get. In the mirror of life and soul, their return date is not very recent.

Yan Chun remembered something and said, "Junior Brother Yuchen, are you sure about the next battle? Are there any people you are afraid of among the outer disciples?"

"Or you can come into the yard with me now and pick out a magic weapon that can be used?"

Yin Yuchen: "..." Go in and kill you!

His heart was so disorganized that he didn't know what he could do if he didn't leave. In this dark and windy night, he could **** and loot even if he didn't kill people and set fire to them.

Shuangzun was not there. Through the whole day of contact with Yanchun, he set out that Yanchun and Jing Yangyu had a conflict, and Jing Yangyu would not come. As long as she coaxed her to take off her disciple uniform, it would not touch Jingyangyu Lingfu. Entering the Corning Institute, it's a natural barrier, what does he want to do?

In one night, he was able to gnaw this little idiot to the point that nothing left, even if he died tomorrow morning, it would be worth it!

Otherwise, for a person like him, with this identity, Shuangzun and Jing Yangyu will not die, and he will never want to eat this "little white crane" in this life.

Yin Yuchen's heart was full of dark thoughts, and she pursed her lips and did not speak.

Yan Chun added: "Let's go? I remember that my mother found a few things for me. The less conspicuous ones are wrapped around your saber and can be of high rank, so it's not a violation of the rules."

She dragged Yin Yuchen to the door of the Corning Institute, and Yin Yuchen almost followed her in.

But in the end he held back.

It's too easy to destroy a person. Yin Yuchen has destroyed many people in her life, and she doesn't even blink an eye when she destroys herself.

Ke Yanchun was his dream, and the only person he wanted to protect.

Stupid is stupid, but what can be done?

Yin Yuchen broke away Yanchun's hand at the entrance of Kangningyuan and said, "Senior sister, believe me, I can win."

"Don't give me those things again, or there will be rumors that I was predestined."

Yan Chun still looked calm and fearless, "Then what's wrong, I saw that yesterday a disciple used a good thing to pull the weapon grade, and he didn't break the rules."

"Then if someone sees you interacting with me in the future, they say that you and I are unclear, that I rely on you to enter the inner door, and that we..." What about adulterers and prostitutes?

Yin Yuchen didn't say the ugly words later, but the meaning was obvious. He asked Yanchun: "The whole sect knows that you and Jing Yangyu have promised each other for life, and I don't know, do you still want to be the wife of the head?"

Yin Yuchen's words made his heart angry. He didn't want Yanchun and Jing Yangyu to be involved, but he also knew very well that compared with himself, Jing Yangyu was the best choice.

Integrity and strength, he will be the head of the sect in the future, and he can be regarded as a deep friendship for Yanchun.

What is he himself, he enters the inner door... but just wants to be a dog by her side.

In fact, he never thought of breaking up Yanchun's good marriage, he just wanted to get closer to her and watch her live well. There were only so many opportunities to get her dirty, and they didn't attack her.

"What are you doing, the lady in charge?" When Yan Chun mentioned Jing Yangyu, his expression was inevitably gloomy, but he said firmly, "I'll be Yan Shuiyun!"

Death is also a banquet water cloud, the free water cloud.

Yin Yuchen raised her head abruptly after hearing what she said.

Yan Chun smiled at him and said, "Don't be afraid, we are innocent, afraid of what others will say? I have broken up with my master... and the deputy head."

Yin Yuchen heard the words buzzing in his head.

Tears of blood flowed from her eyes after the shaved veil.

He wants to say that he is innocent and a big-headed ghost. Believe it or not, I will defile you now.

Yin Yuchen really used all the self-control he could use in his life when he left the door of the Corning Institute.

Yan Chun said that she broke up with Jing Yangyu, but Yin Yuchen didn't believe it, and he was not blind. He didn't lie about the emotional changes of Jingyang Yu Yanchun. He really didn't care, it wouldn't be like that.

Yan Chun said that they broke up. In Yin Yuchen's opinion, this is a strange situation.

But this is a little awkward, and it still caused a huge wave in Yin Yuchen, and people's greed will not stop.

At first, Yin Yuchen only wanted to see from a distance, to enter the outer door and stay on the same mountain as her.

Later, in a wishful thinking, he wanted to enter the inner door and be a "same door" with her.

Up to now, the inner door has not yet entered, and Yan Chun's undefended and closeness to him makes Yin Yuchen's crazy dream like a grand illusion woven by a mirage.

He wants to get Yanchun, completely, let her "little white crane" fall into his mouth.

Yan Chun kept watching Yin Yuchen disappear at the end of the stone steps, and then returned to the Corning Institute.

She was the only one who was silent in the yard, and her feelings of reluctance and loneliness burned again like a wildfire revived.

Yan Chun's shoulders slumped a little, walked towards his house, and then bumped into Jing Yangyu at the door of his house.

Yan Chun's current cultivation level is really the same, she has no idea when Jing Yangyu arrived at her door!

"Big…"

Yan Chun's first reaction was to pounce on him as before, and the one who was attached was called Senior Brother. But soon she stopped, took a deep breath and said, "Why is Sect Master here?"

She was so sullen, she was the only one who thought she was "unfeeling" enough.

Jing Yangyu looked at her with helplessness and doting in her eyes. She pursed her lips. She didn't tell her that her body had just recovered and that she shouldn't run around, nor did she mention that she injured Mo Qiulu during the day.

Just ask: "Do you like Yin Yuchen very much?"

Jing Yangyu saw Yin Yuchen's wishful thinking, but didn't take him seriously at all. Jing Yangyu believes that he knows Yan Chun very well, and Yan Chun is very easy to get along with.

Jing Yangyu didn't know that the corner of the wall that he thought was indestructible was crumbling without anyone prying it. Jing Yangyu watched Yin Yuchen's path today, and the elders also watched it. Although his cultivation base was raised by the entry Dan Qiang, his realm was like walking on the edge of a cliff.

At any time, it will be backward and unstable. Even if you are lucky enough to win and enter the inner door, there must be no elder who will accept such a violent disciple.

He was so vicious.

Jing Yangyu clearly saw Yin Yuchen's extreme cultivation method, including his future position in the sect. If no one was accepted as a disciple in the inner sect, at most, after a few years of mischief, his cultivation would go backwards. , was kicked out the inner door.

If it was in the past, Jing Yangyu would not even look at such a disciple at all. But now that disciple's delusions have moved on the head of the little junior sister.

He had to ask.

"Huangling hairpin was specially found for you by Elder Yan," Jing Yangyu thought of Yanchun's diligent service to Yin Yuchen during the day, and spread out the good things on the ground without any defense, and said, "Junior sister, you are still too simple."

Yan Chun didn't want to get angry with Jing Yangyu at all, she used to like him so much and respect him.

But now, when she faced Jing Yangyu, she felt that her ankle was tied with a rope, and a large rock fell on the rope, and she was about to drown in the water called "love".

She thought of Jing Yangyu and Mo Qiulu standing at the top of the stacked formation during the day, the uncomfortable feeling that she had briefly forgotten in her heart, and came back again.

Yan Chun took a deep breath, looked at Jing Yangyu and said, "Am I too naive? Otherwise, how could I be provoked by Mo Qiulu and be exposed to 'madness'?"

"What did the Sect Master come to say? Are you preaching again?"

Yan Chun snorted and said, "I don't need the ling feather hairpin and can't give it to someone? It's not for you, why can't I like Yin Yuchen?"

"Junior Brother Yuchen doesn't know how good it is, he said that I don't look like Mo Qiulu at all!"

Yan Chun's excited eyes were turning red, "You are soft-hearted for her, but Yin Yuchen can see at a glance that she is not like me, how could I not like him? I can't wait..."

Yan Chunkou said indifferently, "I wish I could become a Taoist companion with him right away!"

Jing Yangyu: ... He knew that Yan Chun was talking in anger, but he still felt a suffocation in his chest.

After Yan Chun finished speaking, she almost bit her tongue, but she was so sad. In the morning, because of this disciple uniform and Jing Yangyu's relaxation, it is now frozen again.

Jing Yangyu was even annoyed, annoyed that he had thought about it for a long time, but he still said the wrong thing as soon as he opened his mouth.

Junior sister and the outer disciple were happy together. He didn't care about it. Jing Yangyu's cultivation base had already entered the realm of transcendence.

The same is true of interpersonal relationships. The more he interferes, the more counterproductive it will be. As long as the outer disciple reveals his true nature, Yan Chun will stay away from him.

Jing Yangyu just wanted to remind her not to give away too many precious things, which would make the other party disgusted. There were many disciples who had been with Yanchun before.

Ke Yanchun never has a long memory...

"Junior sister." Jing Yangyu didn't know how to explain it. He was afraid that if he talked about Yin Yuchen's covetousness, it would make matters worse.

He had no choice but to call Yan Chun, and finally compromised: "I have no intention of interfering with your contacts, so don't be angry."

"When did I interfere with you?" Jing Yangyu looked at Yan Chun and said, "I'll show you the Lingfu."

"No need." Yan Chun didn't look at Jing Yangyu, but heard the compromise in his tone.

Jing Yangyu really never interfered with who she was in contact with. After so many years of trouble, he helped him clean up and hide from his parents.

He is bright and clear, and his heart is selfless. How much he liked this pure feast in the past, how hurt it is now.

Yan Chunsheng was afraid that if he was closer to Jing Yangyu, he would have to rely on him for nothing, so he endured sour nose and heartache and said, "I'm so good today... Go and see Mo Qiulu, as you say, only if she is good can I be good. ,Is not it?"

After Yan Chun finished speaking, he turned around and ran. He didn't go back to his own room, but turned around and got into Shuangzun's room, and slammed the door shut. The attitude of rejection and alienation was very stinging.

Jing Yangyu lowered his head and sighed deeply, his face as cold as a layer of frost. The drooping eyelashes were swept across the ice sculpture-like face by the fine shadows reflected by the ever-bright lights on the eaves overhead, with an inexplicable helplessness.

He stood for a while, and then left silently. He has been quietly following Yanchun all day today, and Dabi has piled up a lot of things in the door, and he has to deal with it.

Yan Chun didn't know when Jing Yangyu left. She squatted at the door of Shuangzun's house by herself. Before entering the house, she squatted there and shed tears.

Jing Yangyu traversed her entire life, second only to the parents who gave birth to her. Peeling it off was like cutting flesh and deboning before gritting her teeth. Yan Chun was already overwhelmed by the pain.

She cried for a long time, then went back to her room and threw herself on the bed to sleep. In her dream, she dreamed of the scene she saw in the mirror of life and soul. On the snowy night, she stumbled down the mountain alone with blood on her front.

Yan Chun woke up from the dream, it was the next morning.

She went to the cleansing pond, fed Xiaoyin and Xiaoyang, and then used the cleansing pond water to wash away her embarrassment.

Yanchun went down the mountain to watch the big competition again.

Today, she was still transported to the bottom of the outer disciples, and she met the round-faced junior brother Shanying and the other scumbags of Yun Ruicheng with a pig liver face.

These disciples are especially respectful to Yan Chun, because now in their eyes, Yan Chun is not only an inner disciple, but she is also a coax.

Looking at the competition on the field, "Took Duo" was in a trance when Shan Ying handed a food box to Yan Chun behind him.

There is a faint scent of cow milk inside, and Yanchun can actually smell it as soon as he comes in. There are also cleaning arrays inside this stack of formations. It is not that many of the outer disciples ate small snacks while watching Dabi. She first came in thinking that it was the smell left by someone else's food.

When the food box was brought to the front, Yan Chun was stunned, subconsciously swallowed the taste of milk, and asked, "For me?"

"Specially for you." Shan Ying smiled like a doughnut.

"Senior sister, this is what Senior Brother Yuchen made for you last night." Shanying said, "Hurry up, it's still hot, just now. Before he drew lots, he went to the back of the cafeteria to bake it."

Yan Chun's eyes were wide open, and he looked at the food box and didn't react.

Shanying added: "Brother Yuchen said that this snack is a very famous milk cake in the neighboring country to the west of the mountain. When it is paired with salted milk, it is the most delicious."

Shanying said that he was hungry, but he didn't dare to make the idea of ​​the food box. Last night, Yin Yuchen was in the back of the dining hall, kneading noodles, and seriously analyzing the situation of today's battle for them.

Yan Chun took the food box and glanced at the battle stage outside, but Yin Yuchen hadn't arrived yet.

After she took it, she opened the food box under the complex gaze of envy and jealousy of the outer disciples.

Gudong.

Hungry looking.

Yanchun squeezed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. It was just right, so he didn't need to take a second bite, but he couldn't put it in if he wanted to stuff it again.

As she ate, the smile on her face widened, and she sat in the stack with the food box, eating and drinking happily. She said thank you to Shanying, but she didn't give in. Anyway, she couldn't bear it, after all, there were not many cakes.

Yanchun ate and drank, and the uncomfortable emotions from last night to today's day were all suppressed by the delicious taste.

She narrowed her eyes, just waiting for Yin Yuchen to play.

The difference between his dress and yesterday's is that a fire broke out while walking on the top of his head, and the disciples above the stacked formation all discussed it when they saw it.

This kind of Ling Yu, which can be called a magic weapon, is worn on the head. Today, he is fighting against inner disciples, and few of them can hurt Yin Yuchen. So the field stared at his head that was emitting a hunting flame in the spiritual wind, showing an envious look.

Yanchun ate the milk cake, and listened to the outer disciples behind him discussing about Yin Yuchen's feather hairpin and the matter of his internal decision, and narrowed his eyes with amusement.

Thinking in my heart, I decided what to do, except Yin Yuchen, who can wear such a gorgeous feather hairpin in this game?

Yan Chun followed the battle stage and saw Yin Yuchen and his opponent standing still, just as he was about to watch Yin Yuchen win with one move, when Yin Yuchen suddenly looked towards the stack she was in.

Not only that, but he also smiled at Yan Chun's side, with red lips and red hairpins, and his beautiful complexion, all of which were scorching eyes like the scorching sun and red flowers. The long sword in his hand held a dazzling sword flower in midair...

Yanchun: "cough cough...cough cough." Choking.

Yun Ruicheng's colleagues behind Yan Chun's expressions were indescribable for a while.

Too sassy.

Yin Yuchen is usually with them, her expression is like a dead mother, she never smiles like this with white teeth and red lips.

Also holding a sword flower... She looks like a dancer who wants to perform a dance, more like a peacock with an open screen.

Yanchun drank the milk to suppress his cough, and his mouth was full of frankincense, which made him laugh.

In general, this kind of stinky pre-war is easy to lose and ugly. Yan Chun knew that Yin Yuchen would not, and sure enough, the disciple who was fighting against him dared to make a fuss when he saw him, and immediately rushed up to wait for the opportunity—

The opponent used a cumbersome sledgehammer, and his body was very strong, so he swung so aggressively, with a great deal of power.

Yan Chun mentioned it in his heart, and his eyes were fixed, not because he was worried that Yin Yuchen would not be able to catch this move, but because he was afraid that he would lose both sides with this big hammer brother.

As a result, Yin Yuchen's sword was in front of his chest, and he was forced to bend back. Yan Chun watched his waist like a water snake, bending to an incredible arc, and then rebounded from the bottom.

Withdrawing the sword flipped, and nimbly circled behind Brother Sledgehammer, who was rushing towards the front because the force was too violent and he couldn't take it in time.

The long sword was like a **** who was good at unbuttoning a woman's clothes. With a dazzling stab, it broke the amulet of Brother Sledgehammer's amulet, and the long sword slid across Brother Sledgehammer's neck.

Yan Chun was startled, all the disciples watching the battle, even the elders who looked down at the sentient beings like a bodhisattva at the top, all followed their eyelids.

Yin Yuchen's vicious style of play has already become famous yesterday.

The disciples of the punishment had already swept over to the battle platform. Everyone thought that when Yin Yuchen was about to wipe the neck of Brother Sledgehammer, the long sword that he fiercely pressed on the opponent's gate of life had been held back.

The battle has always been easy to cast off and difficult to cast off, cast off like a mountain torrent, and closed like a drizzle.

Yin Yuchen entered the country eager for quick success and instant benefit. Now he is a child with a sword. He has nothing to do with the high-level cultivators.

In fact, even if Yin Yuchen wiped the sledgehammer's neck, it would not be considered a foul. It is only natural that there will be casualties in the battle.

As for whether the elders of the inner sect would accept him, he never cared. The only thing that made him retaliate against him in order to accept him was because Yan Chun was watching.

She looked at how he dared to reveal his true nature.

So when the disciples opened the battle platform, they saw Yin Yuchen's Adam's apple rolling, swallowing the blood that came from his throat, forcing Brother Sledgehammer to take out his jade token and admit defeat.

Yin Yuchen won, and smiled in Yan Chun's direction. He didn't dare to show his teeth now, and there was blood in his mouth.

Yan Chun's heart was put back in place, and she was also surprised that Yin Yuchen didn't kill him. After all, he had been watching against Yan Chun before practicing.

Yan Chun was very happy because he kept his hand. He raised his hand and waved to Yin Yuchen. A layer of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, lining up with the small mole on her small nose, which showed how nervous she was just now.

Yin Yuchen guessed right, Yan Chun could not accept that he would kill people in public, even in a battle, where death and injury were justified.

Yin Yuchen came off the stage, and then Yan Chun reached out and touched the food box again, but it was empty.

The milk cake is gone, and the salted milk is gone.

Happy, gone.

Yanchun didn't plan to watch the next game. She took the empty food box out of the stack and walked happily. She was going to find the source of her happiness.