Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 38 Guilty Heart
"..."

"..."

Yanyun, Jiang Qinghe were all silent.

Jiang Qinghe wanted to slap herself, what a crow's mouth!

And Yan Yun wanted to split, so thankful to Song Qingyue, she thought of all good things!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Is this what it feels like to have light on your face?
"Host, if I send you a mission now, will you kill me?"

Duo Cai's voice sounded out of place.

Yan Yun: ...

Yan Yun: What mission?
"Ding Dong, congratulations on triggering the special task—the heart of guilt, please inspire Yu Feng's heart of guilt towards you, and reward [-] low-grade spirit stones for completing the task."

Yan Yun: Are you really a treasure appraisal system?
Duocai fell silent, wondering if he was guilty.

"Come on, Yan Yun."

Song Qingyue was proud and reckless, and the goose yellow skirt made her more beautiful than flowers.

"Qingyue."

Yu Feng frowned slightly, a little helpless and a little conniving at her nonsense.

Noticing the momentary relaxation of his slightly bent hand, Song Qingyue just smiled playfully.

Master, isn't this exactly what you hoped for?

With so many people staring at her, Yan Yun had no choice but to bite the bullet and squeeze in.

Before leaving, she hurriedly threw the spring to Jiang Qinghe.

Jiang Qinghe caught it in a panic, and then looked at the dog in his arms in a daze.

Everyone automatically opened a barely passable road for her, and Yan Yun raised his eyes to meet Song Qingyue's gaze.

She seemed very proud, and seemed to be watching a play.

"Don't worry, uncle is here."

Wu Yue stood at the front, her eyebrows were gentle and moving, and at the moment Yan Yun went up, she lightly patted her on the shoulder.

"Uncle Master..."

Yan Yun turned his head and looked at her eyes that seemed to contain a spring of warm water, and suddenly felt a little greedy for this warmth.

"Greetings to Mr. Yu Fengxian."

She stood on the stage, clasping her hands in salute.

Yu Feng saw that her eyebrows were lowered, her gentle appearance was as usual, but that day she was so strong and fierce.

Even though there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, he still had that indifferent look on his face, as if none of these could disturb his heart.

On the contrary, Yan Yun's mind felt like it was blown up.

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.01."

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.02."

"The cumulative guilt value is 0.03."

"Guilty value..."

Yan Yun: ???? She doesn't seem to have done anything yet.

"Take your sword."

He spoke, as emotionless as ever.

Hearing this, Yan Yun quickly took out his sword.

The girl's sword was mottled and dull, which seemed ridiculous at this moment.

"Pfft..."

The crowd laughed as if the seal had been opened, and everyone laughed.

They were laughing at her incompetence.

Laughing at her, leaving Yu Feng is nothing.

But she didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she raised a faint smile, raised the sword, and showed its oldness unreservedly, "I don't know what you are laughing at. Although this sword is broken, it is with me day and night. I am a sword cultivator, and I am proud of my sword."

Her voice is always soft, but it has the power to penetrate people's hearts.

The laughter gradually subsided, and they stared at the sword intently. It was originally a dull sword, but it also exuded an incomparable brilliance under the sunlight.

"it is good!"

Wu Yue gave her a thumbs up with a smile, this is the backbone of their sword cultivators.

Seeing her unreserved praise, Yan Yun felt a little embarrassed.

And Yu Feng's eyes moved from her sword to her side face, and there was a moment of shock in his heart.

Yan Yun turned around, just in time to meet his gaze.

To all this, he still did not stop.

what is he waiting for?
After she sheds tears in embarrassment and runs away cowardly, will he give her favor again?

But she doesn't need this disgusting handout.

Yu Feng's strangeness was only fleeting. He returned to normal and started today's lecture.

After a morning, Yan Yun can be considered to have seen the legendary Kunlun swordsmanship, and gained a lot. Of course, if he can ignore the dense "accumulated guilt value..." in his mind.

Before leaving, Yu Feng stopped her.

"Your swordsmanship has improved compared to before."

His eyes darkened, and only now did he realize that she had advanced, but he couldn't remember when was the last time he taught her.

Seems like years ago.

"The cumulative guilt value is 99."

"Xie Xianjun, this disciple will leave."

She cherishes words like gold, no longer looks back, and walks down the stage slowly.

Yu Feng looked at her quietly, that strange feeling came to his heart again, he always felt that all this should not be like this.

Jiang Qinghe came up to meet him, first raised his head and called Yu Feng, but Yu Feng just glanced at him and didn't make any move.

He wasn't annoyed, he was used to it, and turned to look at Yan Yun, complaining, "Junior Sister, you dog bit me!"

"how come?"

Yan Yun didn't believe it, took the spring from him, rubbed its head hard, and then said seriously: "It's very obedient, it must be your problem."

As if hearing her praise it, Chunchun rubbed her palm happily.

"?? What's my problem? It's too disgusting."

Jiang Qinghe got angry, and relying on his own strength, he flicked her head hard, and said viciously, "The dog debtor pays!"

"..."

What is this new term for a ship.

Yan Yun smiled helplessly, all right, don't care about children.

But Song Qingyue didn't find fault all morning, which really made her a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she almost suspected that she was a masochist...

Song Qingyue stepped forward, his clothes fluttering, "Master, let's go back."

"You are a little strange today, is it because of your junior sister?"

She always has something to say, and she has a spoiled and bold personality. When everyone is afraid of Yu Feng, she is the only one who is not afraid.

"You think too much."

Yu Feng withdrew his gaze, his tone was dull and without waves, his eyes were like a bottomless pool, where there is no wind and no waves.

After returning to Nine Heavens Palace, he suddenly thought of going to Songxue Peak to have a look.

The magic circle at the foot of the mountain has long been stained with strong traces of time. At the beginning, he personally carved the seal for her.

His fingertips landed on the stone, but he couldn't feel her mark.

The light disappeared, and he was standing on the top of the mountain.

The howling cold wind is piercing, accompanied by snowflakes everywhere, except for the wooden house where only the roof can be seen in the distance, it is all white in the eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the wooden house.

Yu Feng pushed open the door, and it opened with a creak. The furnishings in the room remained the same, and there was no trace of humanity.

And on the table, there was something quietly lying on it, which was the storage bag he threw to her that day.

"The accumulative guilt value is 200, congratulations to the host for completing the task without any effort, and an extra reward of [-] low-grade spirit stones!"

Yan Yun's footsteps froze. Hearing that the guilt value accumulated slowly from 99.001 to 99.002 suddenly soared to 200, he couldn't help but wonder what Yu Feng thought of to be so guilty.

Really, ridiculous!

　I'm sorry everyone, because I love to update in the middle of the night, I often lose my mind and make typos, add more words, and sometimes it's a bit inconsistent, which brings you a bad experience (﹏) I will definitely check it before posting
　　
　
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