Ms. High Risk Occupation

He just knew that bringing her to do the task of the teacher's sect is like bringing a bottle of oil!

Ye Tianhe held back the sweetness in his throat, raised his eyes slightly, looked at the wolf demon who was whipped to the ground by Mingzhu's whip not far away and kept struggling, and pulled out the spirit sword stuck on the ground neatly, raised his hand Another sword.

The wolf demon who was still struggling just now was also stabbed in the opposite direction.

After repeating this several times, after a cup of tea, the ground was covered with the corpses of wolf demons.

Bright red blood dripped all over the floor, and the air was filled with a sticky stench.

Ye Tianhe coughed a few more times, and a few traces of abnormal blush appeared on his fair face.

Mingzhu rushed forward and hugged Ye Tianhe's arm with a very anxious expression.

"Brother Tianhe, how do you feel now? It's my fault that I failed to eliminate those wolf demons, causing you to use up your spiritual power."

"Are you... are you very uncomfortable now?"

Thinking that Ye Tianhe was forced to use spiritual power because of herself, Mingzhu felt self-blame and sad, and some strange thoughts that she couldn't explain clearly came up in her heart.

Can't think about it anymore, can't think about it anymore!Brother Tianhe is No. 1 of the Spirit Sword Sect, the number one sword in the world, and a disciple of a well-known and upright sect. He has all the common people in his heart, and he is one of them.

Therefore, he took the initiative to save himself, just out of politeness and responsibility.

No matter who is standing here today, no matter whether that person is a man or a woman, he will save it.

After hinting to herself several times like this, Mingzhu finally calmed down, only looked at Ye Tianhe worriedly, and didn't think about anything else.

"It's okay..." Ye Tianhe looked at Mingzhu carefully from head to toe, and his eyes fell on the bright yellow sachet on her waist.

He looked at Mingzhu's flustered little face, and asked coldly, "What is this?"

"This, this sachet?"

"Master gave it to me. He said it can prevent mosquitoes. There are many mosquitoes in the countryside and villages. They bite people with red envelopes. It hurts."

Mingzhu Xianbao generally pulled off the bright yellow sachet from his waist and stuffed it into Ye Tianhe's hands, his eyes sparkled, "Brother Tianhe, do you want this sachet?"

"Take it if you want it. I will go back to Qingya Mountain in two days, and I will go to the pharmacy to make a mosquito repellent sachet..."

"Do not."

Ye Tianhe interrupted what Mingzhu hadn't finished speaking. He lowered his head, raised the sachet in his hand to the tip of his nose, sniffed it repeatedly, his expression suddenly changed, "There is a problem with the sachet."

"something wrong?"

"What's the problem?"

Mingzhu's big eyes were wide open, she swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and then retorted: "But... the master gave it to me."

"How could there be a problem?"

"Brother Tianhe, did you... make a mistake?"

This was the first time Mingzhu questioned Ye Tianhe's words since the two met.

"You..." How can you question me?
Ye Tianhe was a little dazed, he stared at Mingzhu for a long time, and then swallowed the words in his mouth.

He opened the sachet in his hand expressionlessly, and took out the purple-black grass with a faint and strange smell hidden in the mosquito repellent herbs.

When Mingzhu saw this grass, her eyes widened instantly.

"Wolf...wolf grass?"

According to the "Book of Herbs", Wolf Grass, born under a thousand-meter-high cliff, has purple-black skin, likes water and hates light, has a spicy taste, and wolf monsters are extremely fond of it.People eat it, ranging from chapped skin to severe bleeding from the lungs.

"Could it be—"

"Those wolves smelled the wolf grass?"

Mingzhu's big watery eyes were wide open. She never thought that her most trusted master would want to hurt her.

"..."

Ye Tianhe remained silent.

Mingzhu's voice trembled slightly, and she repeated her own question, "Could it be... Master did it on purpose?"

"Or, does wolf grass have any effect of repelling mosquitoes?"

She tried her best to find the effect of wolf grass in her mind, but after much deliberation, it still had nothing to do with the effect of repelling mosquitoes.

Ye Tianhe still kept silent, after a long while, he lowered his head slightly, and hummed softly with an extremely small voice.

He didn't pay any attention to the pearl who looked like a wooden man in a daze, he pulled out his knife and stepped forward to cut out the demon pill in the wolf demon's brain.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, only the sound of Mingzhu's deliberately suppressed sobbing, the sound of the wind blowing through the branches, and the sound of the knife in Ye Tianhe's hand scratching his flesh.

The moon hangs lonely above the sky, Mingzhu doesn't know, while Ye Tianhe repeats his actions, he has already secretly made a decision in his heart.

……

A small attic on the top of Qingya Mountain in Lincheng, Zhongzhou.

The doors and windows of the small attic room were closed tightly, and the inside of the room was pitch black, with no light at all, and it was a bit darker than the outside.

Venerable Lingyue who was sitting on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. There was a strange red light in his eyes, his movements of getting out of bed were stiff and numb, his limbs seemed to be made of wood, and he was not flexible at all.

He suddenly opened his lips, and two words popped out from his thin lips, "It's just a few unknown juniors, what can they do!"

"Jie jie jie jie jie..."

"Maybe...young people, that's how it is. Brats only know how to die, and don't know how to deal with the world. Just let them suffer a little bit..."

"The number one sword in the world? Hahahahaha, a disciple of an enchanted monk is the number one sword in the world. It's funny, it's really funny!"

If Mingzhu is here, I'm afraid she will cry out in surprise.

At this moment, Venerable Lingyue not only has a completely different demeanor from before, but even his voice has changed.

Venerable Lingyue walked to the window with slow steps.

He neither opened the window nor the door, just stood quietly by the window, as if he could see the scenery outside the window through the closed window.

He squeezed out a little voice from his throat, "Zhongzhou... such a grand occasion...has not been seen for hundreds of years... I really... miss it..."

"Remember?"

"Of course I miss it!"

Xuanxiang snapped her fingers, and counted carefully with Huanhuan who was sitting opposite, "The icy and cold Hantian Pond, the small wooden house by the Hantian Pond, and the flower garden by the small wooden house are all left by the immortals. Yes. I stayed there for hundreds of years with the old tortoise spirit prophet, and it is indeed a little uncomfortable to leave Hantianchi suddenly."

"If you talk about the fairy, the fairy is in the sky, and he should also miss the days of being a mortal in Hantianchi... After all, being a fairy is not free. It is not easy for the fairy to come down to the mortal world."

Xuan Xiang pursed her lips, and sighed a long breath, "Huanhuan, I have truly gained knowledge after leaving Yuncheng and Hantian Lake."

"People are too complicated. I heard from the master in the school that good people are rewarded, but Xiao Hehua has never done anything bad. Why is there no reward?"

"Speaking of it, the monks of the Martial Arts sect have been busy all their lives for one thing."

"Chengxian, is it really that good?"

Huanhuan couldn't answer Xuanxiang's doubts, it could only scratch its big, fluffy head, tilting its head to show a bewildered expression.

Hey, it's just a cute iron-eating beast, it doesn't know anything.

The writing of this chapter is not very good, I feel that the plot is a bit scattered, I will edit the new article first, and I will revise this chapter tomorrow.