Yan Xi was stunned. He did not restrain his breath. Liuli would not know that it was him.

Are you still angry?

Yan Xi touched his nose, chuckled helplessly, took out the space magic weapon that Mu Yin gave him, looked at the closed door, and then took it back.

He turned around and met the lonely figure of Yanlong's lost figure. Changer and Xiaohuo were no longer there.

Yan Xi unexpectedly: "Even your little fire dragon ignores you?"

He raised his eyebrows and took back the Yanlong who was ill and sympathetic to the same disease and returned to Yanxiju.

The barrier he set up casually before leaving was still there, and no one had ever come in. Another wisp of his spiritual consciousness on her body, and the barrier would automatically disappear when she met her. Yan Xi looked back at the direction of Liuliju, with a little doubt.

After thinking about it, he left Yanxiju and flew towards the farm.

Wang Chu was checking the newly harvested Linggu in the yard. When he saw the person falling from the sky, he was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to do his own thing.

Yan Xi walked over and said, "I want fresh ingredients."

"No."

Yan Xi narrowed his eyes, and the powerful pressure spread. Wang Chu immediately heard the restless sound of the spirit beast in the spiritual circle, and quickly changed his mouth: "Take whatever you want."

Yan Xi glanced at him lightly and turned around and left.

Wang Chu looked at his back and shook his head. With such a bad temper, no wonder even such a good girl Liuli was bullied.

He counted the quantity and grades of Ling Valley and put them into Qiankun bag. He was a little worried, so he decided to go to the farm to check it out.

Seeing this, Ren Wangchu couldn't help but want to scratch people no matter how good his temper was. Yan Xi had already left, but all the spirit beasts in the spiritual circle were trembling and crawling on the ground. No matter how the disciples in the farm were comforting it, it was useless. The freshest vegetables and meat in the warehouse were not left behind. The few spirit mushrooms he had searched for all night last night were gone, and even the spirit chickens he raised in the yard were gone. There was a Qiankun bag where the spirit mushrooms were originally placed.

Wang Chu picked up the Qiankun bag and was dazzled by the spirit stone crystal inside.

Yan Xi spent the whole afternoon cooking a table of dishes, setting up a fire array to warm up, and waiting under the flower stand. Until dusk, the glaze did not come out, and the long ears and small fire did not appear.

He walked to Liuli's residence and through the window, he saw Liuli still focusing on refining the alchemy. He frowned and did not go in to disturb her.

After waiting for another two hours, the moon was in the middle of the sky. The spiritual consciousness was always placed in Liuliju. I noticed that she had finally finished the pill and got up. Her deep eyes were slightly brighter. Looking at the direction of Liuliju, she never saw her coming out. I poked out her spiritual consciousness and found that she had lie down and fell asleep.

After realizing it, Yan Xi finally realized something was wrong. He frowned and stood up, stared at Liuliju for a long time, and disappeared from the spot.

Qingkong refined the pill for a day and was exhausted. He heard that the elder brother was neglected when he came back. He was in a good mood and fell asleep early and still slept soundly. In his sleep, he suddenly noticed a cold murderous aura. His hair stood up and opened his eyes in fear. He met a pair of bottomless black eyes in the dark night.

"Ah!" Qingkong was so scared that he sat up and hugged his quilt to the corner of the wall, "Big... Senior Brother."

Yan Xi was condescending, his voice cold: "Say."

Qingkong trembled with his voice: "Tell me... what do you say?"

Deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the vast pressure directly pressed on Qingkong. Qingkong screamed, not daring to resist at all. He endured the pain of blood and cried pitifully: "Senior Brother, it's midnight. You scared people to wake them up, and you don't tell me the consequences. Just let someone say that it's too bullying."

Seeing that the air became colder, Qingkong immediately stopped talking and shivered.

Yan Xi darkened his face and reminded him: "Liuli."

Qingkong suddenly realized: "The eldest brother is asking the younger sister, she is very good. Every day, except for going to the master's place to sit, he often practices alchemy." He felt very aggrieved when he said this, "The younger sister comes back, and the master dislikes me even more."

"Has she been different recently?"

"Yi?" Qingkong looked confused, "No, I smiled happily every day, and I was faster than anyone else's alchemy. The twenty-year-old Medicine King, tsk, if this is spread, other immortal sects will not be envious of them."

Yan Xi stared at his face for a while, then turned around and left.

Qingkong sat still, and after a while, until Yan Xi was sure that the corners of his mouth were gone, he opened his head and buried his head in the quilt, his body trembled violently, and a dull laughter came from the quilt: "Hahaha, you have today too, hahaha!"

Qingkong smiled for a long time, but felt that he finally let out a sigh of anger for the beating he had been over the years. Until he had laughed enough, he raised his head, his smile froze on his face, and instantly twisted like lightning. Yan Xi, who had left, stood in front of his bed again at some point, staring at him with cold black eyes as if he was staring at a corpse.

Qingkong really cried this time: "Senior Brother, I was really wrong! Please be gentle!"

Afterwards, there were sad begging for mercy and screams from the cave in the clear sky, which lasted for a long time.

When Yan Xi returned to the lake again, it was already late at night. The lake was quiet, and the cold moonlight shone down, reflecting the loneliness of the lake. He looked at the direction of Liuliju and looked all night.

The next day, Liuli slept until she woke up naturally as usual. Changer had already prepared breakfast. She carried her out and walked towards Wuxu's cave.

Yan Xi stood on the building of Yan Xiju and looked at her until she could no longer see it. Liuli never looked here.

According to Qingkong, when she came back a month ago, she looked unwilling when she mentioned him, so everyone thought that he was bullying her. Yan Xi did not explain, but he was even more confused. Although she had said that she would get angry when he was injured, she was obviously softer than anyone else. She was angry not just because he was backfired by the way of heaven.

With his deep eyes moving slightly, he walked towards Wuxu's cave.

Liuli and Wuxu were having breakfast. Wuxu glanced at his little apprentice with a normal expression and said, "Is he back?"

Liuli drank the porridge in a small sip and nodded casually.

Don't see this, don't ask more questions.

When Yan Xi came over, he saw the scene of the master and apprentice having a warm breakfast. This scene was very familiar, but he was sitting opposite her before.

Yan Xi walked in, Wuxu Youyou looked at him and continued to eat. Liuli didn't even blink his eyes, as if she didn't see him.

Yan Xi pursed his lips and sat next to Liuli.

As soon as he sat down, Liuli put down the bowls and chopsticks: "I'll eat it, Master, please use it slowly." He hugged the cute long ears and Xiaohuotou, who looked cute, left without looking back.

Long ears lay in Liuli's arms, shook his tail, quietly raised his head and looked at Yan Xi sympathetically.

The room was quiet. Yan Xi sat for a while and saw that there was still some porridge on the table. He was about to serve it himself, but Wuxu said, "This is what my apprentice prepared for me, and I don't have your share."

Yan Xi paused in his hand.

Wuxu raised his eyes and met his faint gaze. For the first time, he felt the word "poor" in his best apprentice. He should have gloated, but he should have softened his heart. He sighed and Wuxu waved his hand: "Drink it."

Yan Xi served a bowl and drank silently.

Wuxu finished breakfast and did not leave. He looked straight: "Tell me, what did you do?"

The action of drinking porridge was: "I don't know."

Wuxu narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously: "You don't know if she is so angry?"

Yan Xi said nothing.

Wuxu snorted coldly: "I understand my little disciple's temper. If you hadn't really done something unforgivable, she would never have been so angry. If I really let me know that you bullied her..."

The voice stopped abruptly when he saw Yan Xi Youyou looking at him, and his face couldn't hold back: "Hmph, don't think that it's great if anyone can't beat you." After that, he turned his sleeves and left.

Yan Xi sat alone for a while and silently packed up the remaining soup on the table.

Back at the lake, Liuli was not in the house, and the two little ones were not there, so she left?

A panic suddenly arose in his heart, and he turned around and walked out. He saw several disciples passing by and flashed over, stopping them before the other party saw him running away: "Where is Liuli?"

Several disciples trembled slightly and didn't say anything. His eyes were too terrible. One of them couldn't help but stretched his neck: "The eldest brother is the younger sister's neighbor, so how could we know?"

Yan Xi instantly turned black, and his air conditioner was frozen from a distance. Several people were so scared that they retreated: "Senior Brother, are you going to beat us up?"

Yan Xi looked at the people coldly, turned around and flew out of the Forgetful Valley.

The few people breathed a sigh of relief and sighed that the eldest brother was too fierce and they could not beat him. They could not seek justice for the younger sister with their own hands, but they would never give him a good face.

Yan Xi left Wangyou Valley and asked Liuli where he saw someone. He encountered many cold faces and eyes. Everyone in the sect seemed to be afraid of him, and even gave him various expressions. After searching all four peaks, but still not finding Liuli, Yan Xi's suppressed aura became heavier and he was more and more powerful, and the terrible aura scared away the disciples within a radius of one mile.

Just when everyone thought he would burst out, he did nothing and returned to the valley alone.

Soon, the entire Fuchen Sect knew about the things that Yan Xi looked for the junior sister all over the mountain but couldn't find, and everyone laughed gloatingly.

Liuli was standing in a corner of the library, checking out books about the demon clan.

The bookkeeper came over and said, "Are you sure he wouldn't flatten the mountain with one palm?"

Liuli said indifferently: "Just pat, just pat. The one you should worry about is the head master. I am just a disciple in the distraction stage and I can't stop you."

The keeper of the book actually felt that she was right, nodded, turned around and left.

On the main peak, Wang Yan was in such a good mood. Since yesterday, he has never put down the corner of his mouth.

It's so satisfying! Wang Yan admires his ancestors so much that she can only round and flatten that person and help him find all the places where he has been beaten by a disciple over the years.

Chengyu reminded him with a calm look: "Master, if he continues like this, he will be really angry..."

Thinking of the mountain peak behind the back mountain being cut off by a sword, Wang Yan's smile curled a little and pondered for a while: "Chengyu, would you be angry if it were you?"

"Won't."

Wangyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I had his cultivation level, I would not be able to tolerate others' faces. The truth is that my fists were hard."

Wang Yan's heart was raised again. He thought about it carefully. If it were him, he would not swallow his anger and hurriedly said, "Go and remind your junior brothers and sisters, just pull the tiger's beard, don't be really angry." If the ancestors don't care, who will put out the fire!

Chengyu pursed his lips: "Master, just now, dozens of disciples have spoken coldly at him."

Wang Yan opened his eyes wide and then became Buddha-natured: "...Then do whatever they want." If you get mad, it doesn't matter a little bit.

Liuli borrowed several books about the demon clan, and it was already night when she returned to the valley. From a distance, she saw a lonely tall figure standing at the gate of the courtyard, blocking the door tightly.

She walked over without a look on her face: "Get out of here."

Yan Xi pursed his lips and looked down at her. This was the second sentence she said to him after he came back. The first sentence was "Go out."

She had never spoken so fiercely to him, and there was a hint of unpredictable majesty in her expression. It made him a little dazed, as if he had seen her teach her disciples in her previous life. But even in her previous life, she had never said a harsh word to him.

"My injury is healed."
To be continued...