The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

The rosy breeze blows gently, the clothes are fluttering, and the gorgeous gauze outlines the outline of the peaks and mountains, which is not obtrusive and beautiful, as if it is a link connecting heaven and earth.

"Senior Brother, where are Master and the others now? When can they return home?" A sad-looking Mu Wan stood outside the Qingyu Hall, leaning against the thin and slim Mo Beihan, murmuring to himself.

"Wanwan, I am here to accompany you and wait for Master and the others..."

The small black dot gradually approaching in the sky interrupted Mo Beihan's words of comfort to Mu Wan. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the spirit boat full of people he cared about, tightened his hands on Mu Wan's shoulders, and whispered: "Wan Wan, they are back ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit boat stopped in the open space in front of Qingyu Hall.

"Xiao Ning." Mu Wan rushed towards the smiling Ning Ning, buried his head in her neck, and said in a thick nasal voice: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

Ning Ning patted Mu Wan's trembling shoulder lightly, heartache overflowing from her eyes, and coaxed in a warm voice: "Senior sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we...are back."

"Master!"

Mo Beihan's heartbroken sobs entered Mu Wan's ears, and her heart trembled slightly. A bad premonition swept over Mu Wan. She raised her head in confusion and saw Mo Beihan kneeling in defeat, his eyes fixed on the flowers. On the brocade box in Weilan's arms, she clenched Ningning's sleeves, smiled, and looked at Ningning with hopeful eyes: "Xiao Ning, why are you kneeling down to Weilan? Where is the master? He didn't come back with you. ?"

Ning Ning held her waist and said word by word: "Master, he is dead."

Mu Wan suddenly felt that the world was spinning and he couldn't stand still. He shook his head and said: "Impossible, how is it possible? Master's cultivation has reached the level of a demigod, how can it be..."

"Senior sister, senior sister." Ning Ning hurriedly shook the stunned Mu Wan. Mu Wan remained unmoved and mumbled something.

It’s a joke, but it’s still okay!
  Ning Ning closed her eyes tightly and said with a heroic look on her face: "Sister, I'm bluffing you! Master's foundation is damaged and condensed into a seed. As long as he is nurtured carefully, he can be restored to the original state."

Hearing this, her anxious heart fell back into her stomach. Mu Wan stared at the guilty Ning Ning with a sullen expression, lightly poked her forehead, and said coquettishly: "You scared senior sister."

Ning Ning tilted her head and looked at Mu Wan, "Senior sister, don't you blame Xiao Ning?"

"Xiao Ning, senior sister has no way of knowing the hardships involved, but... senior sister knows that if it had not been for a huge crisis, the master would not be what he is now. Therefore, Xiao Ning promises senior sister not to let himself get hurt."

Ning Ning lowered her head, barely audible "hmm", and plunged into Mu Wan's arms, absorbing the warmth from her body.

Mu Wan: "Little clingy spirit, senior sister will prepare some delicious food for you, okay?"

The two of them walked to the kitchen clinging to each other.

On the other side, Hua Weilan and Mo Beihan carefully selected a place for transplanting in late autumn. After a lot of effort, they chose the center of the spiritual spring in Qingyu Hall. The fairy soil was piled in the center of the spiritual spring. The spiritual spring and fairy soil In response to each other, Hua Weilan carefully buried the seeds and stared at them. After a while, the crisp green buds broke out of the ground, bathed in the sun, shook off the dew on their bodies, and swayed towards them.

Hua Weilan held back the tears that came to her, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Old Mo, can you help me set up the barrier?"

"Sure, come on!"

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Shaojiu, who was preparing to help outside the hall, silently retracted his step, turned around neatly, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Xiao Ning, help me check the heat. I'll pick some red fruits and put them into the stewed meat. It will have a smooth texture and is delicious but not greasy."

"Okay." Ning Ning raised her face like a little cat and said with a smile.

Watching Mu Wan leave, Ning Ning skillfully took out the Drunken Fairy Fruit, squeezed out the sweet juice, and mixed it into the bubbling stew. She thought about it for a while and felt it was not safe. She looked at the Fairy Brew on the table and suddenly They threw the drunken fairy fruit into the wine jar and soaked it for a while. They didn't believe they would be drunk. “Ning’er, what are you doing?”

The sudden appearance of Shaojiu scared Ning Ning to the point that her hair stood on end. She glared at Shaojiu angrily, pouted her lips, and said, "You walk silently, who do you want to scare to death?"

Shaojiu: "What an injustice! Ning'er, you were too serious and didn't hear my footsteps. What were you doing just now?"

Ning Ning's eyes moved, she filled a small bowl of fairy brew, put it into Shaojiu's hand, and said with a smile: "You are here, just in time. Try the taste of the fairy brew, tell me if there is anything bad about it, so that I can improve it. .”

Shaojiu drank it all in one gulp. The sweet taste was covered up by the spiciness, which made him blush. She patted him on the back with moderate force. He stared at her with his sparkling eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Ning'er, The fairy brew is too spicy and not suitable for women to drink."

"to make."

As soon as Mu Wan entered the kitchen, she saw that Ning Ning and Shao Jiu were behaving in an intimate manner. It was neither a sign of entering nor a sign of not entering. Ning Ning was the first to notice her and smiled: "Senior sister, are you back?"

Ning Ning stepped forward and took Mu Wan's arm, "Senior sister, the fairy wine is spicy. I'll go to the cellar to get some fruit wine, okay?"

"it is good."

Ning Ning ran out of the kitchen, Shaojiu nodded to Mu Wan and hurriedly followed her.

Mu Wan shook his head and sighed.

Why didn't you realize before that Shaojiu couldn't live without Xiaoning?

Dusk fell, the palace lanterns were lit, and everyone who had drunk lay on the dining table. Ning Ning's cheeks were red, and she held the fruit juice in her arms. She sat next to Hua Weilan and drank one mouth after another, "Second senior brother, take care of me." The heavy burden of Master will be left to you."

"Xiao Ning, why are you so weird?" Hua Weilan opened her misty starry eyes and looked at Ning Ning, who couldn't sit still.

"Is it weird? It's not weird!"

Hua Weilan couldn't bear the drunkenness, and hit her head on the hard stone table with a clang, sleeping peacefully.

Ning Ning pushed Hua Weilan hard, but was pushed away. She stood up and shook everyone one by one. Seeing that she was sleeping deeply, she stood up straight, no longer drunk, she kneaded the magic formula and cast a spell, and sprinkled the translucent powder on The breathing on everyone's heads and bodies became slower and slower.

The candles were extinguished without wind, and the outlines of several people could be vaguely seen in the dim hall. When the moonlight fell through the dome, Ning Ning's figure was not visible in the hall.

Three days later, several people sat up holding their groggy heads. They couldn't lift their bodies. Wherever they looked, there was no figure of Ning Ning. A bad thought came to them, and they stumbled out of Qingyu Hall. Rushing to the bamboo house, the dusty objects showed that she was not there.

"Quickly, gather the disciples of the sect and vow to find Xiao Ning."

Shaojiu stood there and smiled bitterly: "Ning'er dared to do this, so he made a plan. Where can he find it easily?"

Mu Wan echoed: "Yes, Xiaoning is very thoughtful and wants to hide from us. Who can find her? No wonder she clung to me yesterday. I think she was saying goodbye."

"Wait, it's not yesterday." Hua Weilan said bitterly, holding the fairy brew with the fairy energy overflowing: "The fairy brew cannot be released in a day. Come to think of it... we have been sleeping for two or three days."

Mo Beihan: "No matter what the result is, look for it first and then talk about it. If you don't look for it, you will never know the result."