Miss Jianxian, you are blocking my delivery of food.

Chapter 36 It’s a pity that he is a murderer

Half past eleven in the evening.

It was said to be dinner, but according to the time, what the two of them had should be called a midnight snack.

It’s a midnight snack, not Xiao Yeao.

By the time Xiao Ye came out of the bathroom after washing the dishes, someone was already lying on the folding bed sleeping peacefully.

He looked at Ye Zhibing, who had half of his little face wrapped in the quilt. His mind flashed back to the cute look he had shown unexpectedly when he was in a daze, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Weird, so weird.

In my own opinion, Ye Zhibing has always been cold and cold, looking like everyone owes her a hundred and eighty thousand. I really didn't expect that she would have such a side.

But, this Bingbing is really too inferior.

Why not just go to bed late and get up early, and then stay up all night? Can't bear it anymore?
I remember when I first started delivering food, it was normal to sleep three hours a day, not to mention staying up late at high intensity when working on performance.

If Ye Jianxian only has this ability, then no one would want to be a palu.

It is true that people's physiques cannot be generalized.

In the quiet room, Ye Zhibing's sleeping breathing could be heard clearly. Xiao Ye silently returned the dishes and chopsticks, and then took the opportunity to clean up some garbage left during cooking, as well as the unfortunate chopping board that was cut into two by someone. .

Glancing at the shallow knife marks left on the wooden table, he shook his head helplessly.

It seems that Ye Jianxian's road to cooking seems to be long and difficult.

After doing these trivial things, Xiao Ye suddenly remembered something very important.

He lowered his footsteps and tiptoed to Ye Zhibing's side, then took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and turned on the camera function.

Skillfully turned on the five-shot continuous shooting, aimed the camera at Ye Zhibing's sleeping face, steadily focused on it, and then lightly pressed the volume button——

Click, click, click.

Damn, I forgot to mute it.

"Well"

Ye Zhibing, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel something, frowned slightly and let out a dissatisfied murmur.

Xiao Ye's heart suddenly reached his throat.

Fortunately, it was probably just her sleeping position that was not very comfortable. After murmuring, she just turned over slightly and went back to sleep.

I was scared to death, but luckily I didn’t turn on the flash.

Sure enough, in terms of taking pictures, it depends on Brother Guanxi. After all, there are specialties in the art.

Xiao Ye let out a long breath.

Then he happily returned to his bed, opened the photo album on his phone, and checked whether the photo he had just taken was blurry.

Tsk tsk tsk, that ugly photo of Ye Jianxian when she was sleeping. With this thing, wouldn’t he have more trump cards to use against her in the future?

Xiao Ye could even imagine how embarrassed Ye Zhibing looked when he blushed and gritted his teeth to delete the photos.

Thinking this, he lowered his head and looked at the photos with a smile on his face.

There are five photos in total. In fact, the posture of the other person lying on the bed has not changed at all in the photos taken within one or two seconds. The continuous shooting is mainly to reduce the error rate and prevent my own shaking hands from blurring the photos.

Wait, something seems wrong.

Xiao Ye swiped the photos left and right with an ugly expression.

no? Shouldn’t what I want to take be an ugly photo of this guy?

How could it be so beautifully photographed?
In the photo, Ye Zhibing, who looks like a girl, is sleeping soundly. Her warm red lips are slightly pursed unconsciously, and her shiny appearance under the light has an inexplicable attraction.

Is she really that good-looking?
Xiao Ye looked at the tightly wrapped little bundle on the bed in disbelief.

In the past, when the two of them met, they would always use swords to each other. Faced with a person who spent all his time thinking about how to kill himself, how could he have the interest to criticize the other person's appearance?
And now Ye Zhibing's sleeping position happened to be facing him.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, but the width of the nose wing is just right. The pink and smooth lips are small and exquisite. It is not too much to describe it as a cherry mouth. The eyelashes seem to be hanging up, slender and soft. Fortunately, the eyes are closed. Otherwise, those cold eyes would probably completely offset her gentle appearance.

She is indeed pretty, but it's a pity that she is a killer.

He held his chin up and stared blankly at the other person's sleeping face for a while, feeling sleepy. Xiao Ye yawned and stretched.

It's time to go to bed, I have to go to work tomorrow.

Early morning. The two people in the room had fallen into a deep sleep, and snoring could be heard in the dim room.

Xiao Ye was dreaming.

He dreamed about the time when he entered the Fusion Realm and became the youngest Fusion Realm monk in the world of cultivation.

"What do you mean?"

In the quiet private room of the teahouse, Xiao Ye watched with vigilance as the old man in front of him placed boxes after boxes of treasures of heaven and earth on the table.

"I've heard of Xiaoyou's name for a long time. It's really not easy for a casual cultivator, who has no sect to support him, to become the youngest person in the combined realm."

The old man dressed in white smiled and stroked the white beard on his chin.

"Rogue cultivators have no protection from the sect, lack of training resources, and have no fixed place to live. I wonder, little friend Xiao, do you have any plans to join the sect?"

Join a sect?

Xiao Ye was slightly startled.

To be honest, it is not unusual for a sect to recruit him. After all, after becoming famous as the youngest in the Fusion Realm, there are many sects who come to recruit him.

But the problem is, the person who came to recruit him this time is a real person from a well-known family!

It is still the largest sect among the famous and decent sects!

Although he was a little surprised in his heart, Xiao Ye still maintained his composure on the surface and just stretched out his hand slightly. Black demonic energy lingered in his palm, exuding a frightening aura.

"Are you asking a person like me, who practices demon sect skills, to enter a prestigious and upright sect? Elder, are you a fool?"

"There is no right or wrong in power. What matters is where you use your power."

It seemed that he had expected Xiao Ye to say this. The old man didn't care about the offense in his words and smiled.

"So-called decent families will also encounter some things that are difficult to deal with openly, so they all have their own specialized agencies. In this case, a smart person like Xiaoyou should be able to understand what I mean, right?"

He's such a well-known and decent person, but it's hard to deal with things openly.
Xiao Ye sneered secretly in his heart.

Wouldn't it be that they recruit some casual demon cultivators who have not practiced the martial arts of their own sect, and then do dirty deeds that are inconvenient to reveal their identities?
For example, they covet the caves of strong casual cultivators, or they collect rare secrets of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that casual cultivators unexpectedly obtain.

To put it nicely, this old man wanted to recruit him into this so-called special organization, but in fact, didn't he just need a chess piece that could be discarded at any time?

It is indeed the so-called righteous path. If it is not enough to occupy all the immortal fate in the world, is it not even willing to let go of the little chance of being a casual cultivator?
Righteous person? Aren't they just cowards who claim so-called righteousness but are actually just trying to satisfy their own selfish desires?

He glanced at the treasures on the table that were enough to support him in entering the Mahayana realm.

"Elder, these heavenly materials and earthly treasures you brought out really make me a little excited."

"That"

"But, I refuse."

Hearing this, the smile on the old man's face suddenly froze.

"I'm a casual cultivator and I'm used to living alone. I feel a little uncomfortable joining a sect, so forgive me for not agreeing."

"."

After a moment of silence, the old man laughed and immediately put away the treasures on the table.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Golden scales are not a thing in the pond. But recently, various sects seem to have plans to encircle and suppress demon cultivators. Xiaoyou, you should pay attention."

"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Elder, you'd better be careful."

With a wave of his robe, Xiao Ye stood up and disappeared instantly.

Only the old man in white robe was left in the room, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

His consciousness was interrupted for a moment, and when the dream reappeared, he was already standing in an unknown small sect, surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

All of this was so long ago that even in his dreams, Xiao Ye had no memory of why he came here.

Maybe this sect also extended an olive branch to him and asked him to visit, or maybe there was something he wanted in this sect, and he took advantage of the silence of the night to come over and "borrow" it.

Now he only remembers that it was night, and this sect invited three other small sects, and it seemed that they were holding some small competition between sects.
And...when I entered the mountain gate, I saw this miserable scene.

No one from the four sects survived.

From then on, the Demon Emperor, who made the world fear him, suddenly appeared in the world of cultivation under the propaganda of the famous and upright sect.

(End of this chapter)