The tea on the wooden table was cold. The young storyteller had been away for a long time, but Yan Yu had not yet gotten up. He just sat at the wooden table, thinking about the last words the boy had said when he left.

"I met Mr. Today, since it was fate, I really wanted to say something. But after I finished speaking, I was neither hoping to make Mr. sympathize with me nor making him feel that I was a seedling of cultivation and took me on the path of cultivation. I just lived here alone for a long time and accidentally met someone outside, so I naturally remembered those old things. It was a pity that I could not enter the academy back then, but now I am not willing to try again."

Li Fuyao's words before leaving seemed very plain, but Yan Yu vaguely felt that the young man's seemingly plain words were actually full of pride.

He turned his head and looked at Qiuyu outside the window, feeling a little lost. Such a boy was really interesting.

But now this young man has the opportunity to get back what he should have before, so why can he resist the great temptation and refuse the opportunity to re-enter the academy?

Yan Yu couldn't figure it out, and he murmured: "Li Fuyao, do you really want to reject such a good opportunity?"

But this young man's talent really made him feel a little moved.

Although he had already had a closed disciple who could be called the seed of reading.

But it is not a bad thing to have more qualifications in the disciples.

The little girl pulled the corners of her mouth, and she had long been accustomed to her husband's daze.

Yan Yu came to his senses, rubbed the girl's head, and said nothing.

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...

The boy walking slowly on the road with an umbrella, his expression calm, but he didn't have the hand holding the umbrella. His fists were tightly clenched, and the corners of his mouth were slightly self-deprecating. He regretted that he had a conversation with Yan Yu today, but he had been holding some words for a long time and always wanted to find someone to say it, not to mention that the person could really understand it.

Li Fuyao sighed.

The raindrops hit the umbrella and then broke, making a bang, which made Li Fuyao look a little irritable.

Looking up at the dark sky in the distance, Li Fuyao shook his head, turned around a shabby alley, walked dozens of steps, and was about to walk out of the alley, suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then he felt something leaning on his back. Li Fuyao's hair stood up, stiffened in place, and did not dare to move.

He didn't even dare to turn his head to look.

Could it be that he rejected Mr. Yan, and that Mr. Yan thought about killing someone?

If this is true, then Yanling Academy is not a good place.

But if he doesn't turn his head, it doesn't mean that nothing will happen. Soon, a cold voice came out, "Both me on my back."

Listening to the sound, it's a woman.

Along with this cold voice, the cold body completely fell to his back. Li Fuyao subconsciously put his hands behind him and carried the woman on his back for almost a moment.

However, the oil-paper umbrella quickly let go and was about to fall on the bluestone of the alley. However, in Li Fuyao's sight, a white arm stretched out from his shoulder and held the handle of the umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella enveloped the two again.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Li Fuyao still dared not move forward, because from beginning to end, he felt that the woman behind him was like a poisonous snake, staring at him.

Like a thorn on the back.

That feeling had happened in his memory that had been covered with for a long time, so after a moment, he had already concluded that the woman behind him must be a monk.

Facing Yan Yu, who was born in Yanling Academy, Li Fuyao could not seem really calm and composed. At this moment, he did not dare to act rashly when he met such a woman with unknown identity.

After a long silence, the woman spoke again, "Go to your residence."

Li Fuyao did not hesitate at all and then walked away. He had seen the monks of mountains and rivers. Although his memory was already a little blurred, he also knew that those monks who seemed harmless really didn't care much about secular people. It would probably be wrong to say that they treat them like grass.

Walking in the rain, there was a person on his back, so he naturally couldn't walk very fast. But Li Fuyao still pushed open the gate of his small courtyard in a very short time. When he walked under the eaves, the woman behind him naturally collected the umbrella, and then when he pushed the door into the house, Li Fuyao was waiting for the woman's next instructions.

"Let me go."

Li Fuyao put the woman down and slowly turned around, he placed a hand clenched into a fist behind him. The days of living alone told him that his life was important in his own hands.

However, when she first saw the woman's appearance, Li Fuyao was still lost for a moment. She had slender eyes and thin lips made her look a little affectionate. If it weren't for the aphrodisiac on her face, she would have looked very charming. However, even so, she looked very beautiful. She was soaked in blue clothes, revealing her figure in front of Li Fuyao in full, but her eyes were staring at Li Fuyao, which made Li Fuyao not dare to read more.

The girl in green asked calmly, "What's your name?"

This was the second time that Li Fuyao was asked about his name within a day. He was silent for a moment and spit out three words.

"Li Fuyao."

Li Fuyao did not beg for mercy or even said anything more. In his memory, all those who could become monks were extremely tough-minded. Therefore, if the girl in blue was determined to kill someone, it would be useless to say that there were too many.

But after thinking about it, the girl's face was pale and obviously she was seriously injured. Of course, only the monks could hurt the monks. Li Fuyao thought of Mr. Yan from Yanling Academy and what he had said to him before.

Li Fuyao's face began to turn pale.

He seemed to remember something.

The girl in green looked at him mockingly and said coldly: "I know you have met the scholar in Yanling Academy, but now it seems that that guy can't keep any secrets. You know my identity."

Li Fuyao licked his dry lips and asked tentatively: "Is the girl the snake demon?"

Anyone who is said to be a snake demon may not be very happy, even if she is really a snake demon.

Therefore, the girl in green just sneered, without saying yes, nor without saying no.

Seeing the girl in green like this, Li Fuyao really felt that she was almost inseparable.

He passed away from Luoyang City when he was very young, but even in Luoyang City for a few years, he had a deeper understanding of this mountain and river than most people. For example, he knew that there was three religions in this mountain and river. The monks among the three religions were the masters of this mountain and river. He even knew that there was a demonic land in the north, and there were countless demons in that demonic land. The big monsters inside could even be comparable to the saints in the mountain and river. Although there were many mountain spirits and wild monsters in this mountain and river, no matter whether it was talent, bloodline, or other Taoist priests, they could not match the demons in that demonic land. Judging from the information Li Fuyao has obtained now, this girl is not just a snake demon in the demonic land, but also a cultivator in the black hair realm.

The nine realms of the cultivator are different from the first three realms, but the beginning of the blue-hair realm after the third realm, all demon cultivators in the demon land are like this, and there has been no change.

If a demon cultivator in the blue-skin realm wants to kill him, even if he is seriously injured, it will not be difficult no matter how he looks at it.

Li Fuyao had never dealt with monsters, but based on his own experience, he knew that these monsters were difficult to deal with.

The girl in green stared at him for a long time before whispering: "Make a deal?"

Li Fuyao was silent for a long time before speaking, "Yes, what's your name?"

This question is always the common opening remarks of two men and women who don’t know each other.

"Green Lotus."

Green Locust is very free and easy, straight to the point.

Li Fuyao dragged a wooden bench and sat in front of the girl in green, stared at her, and asked, "What's the deal?"

Qinghuai said calmly: "You don't have any threat to me. As long as you don't have any thoughts of harming me, I shouldn't have harmed you. Therefore, you just think that nothing has happened before, so I can take care of my injuries here."

“What benefits can I get?”

“Isn’t it a benefit for you to be alive now?”

“In theory, it doesn’t count.”

Qinghuai looked at Li Fuyao with cold eyes and did not rush to speak.

Li Fuyao said calmly: "My talent should be good."

Li Fuyao refused to enter the academy again, so naturally he had his reasons, but this reason did not include that he did not want to embark on that road of cultivation.

Qinghuai shook his head and soon learned Li Fuyao's thoughts, "The demon cultivator is different from the practice of your mountain and rivers. If you practice the magic of the demon clan, you may explode and die."

“…”

Li Fuyao was speechless and died after exploding his body?

"Although I can't lead you on the road of cultivation, if you really don't have any thoughts to harm me, before leaving, I will give you a demon pill, so that after you embark on the road of cultivation, the previous road will be faster."

Li Fuyao frowned and nodded quickly, "Trade."

From leaving Luoyang City to today, he always wanted to embark on the road of cultivation, but although this road had been put before Yan Yu, he could only shake his head and refuse.

He can't go to the school.

But he always wants to get what he has lost.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "What are you doing in Yanling?"

She looked into the distance, and a smile appeared on her pale face, "Late next spring, it will be Liangxi's annual Taoist meeting once every ten years. Will that Taoist seed not appear yet?"

"I will challenge her at the Taoist meeting at that time."

Um?

Li Fuyao turned his head to look at Qinghuai, wanting to ask who the Taoist seed was. Although he knew a lot, he did not have a clearer understanding of these mountain and river monks. But when he turned his head, he saw Qinghuai's face full of confidence.

I think it was to challenge Taoist zodiac to make Qinghuai so happy.
Chapter completed!