The disciples taught by Bai Youli are all children of seven or eight years old, they were selected to enter the sect when they were five or six years old, and after two years of teaching in the outer sect, they have entered the sect for cultivation, but they have encountered more and more problems.

Bai Youli's role is to systematically teach them to cultivate and guide their development in other aspects.

Therefore, Bai Youli had to give them a lesson every three days to guide their cultivation.

However, because Bai Youli is very kind and patient, after the children didn't dare to approach at first, the more they came into contact, the more they liked her, so all kinds of problems emerged one after another.

Bai Youli has a deep understanding of the world of children, and the divergent thinking of children, and sometimes it is really anxious.

In addition to this group of children, she also had to give one day a month to preach to the other disciples of the outer sect, just like what they had experienced when they first came to the sect.

She's busy, but she's having fun.

Time flies, another year flies by, on this day, Bai Youli was practicing routinely, but suddenly felt that Mo Yunfeng's aura moved quickly.

She opened her eyes, walked out of the cave, and stood on a boulder not far from the cave and looked towards a place, which was the cave with a cold front.

At the same time, Mo Dangtian, Yunhua Zhenjun and Han Liangyun also appeared outside, and they also looked at the cave with a cold front.

The wind and clouds are surging, the aura is disordered, and the thunder and lightning flicker in the black oppressive clouds, pressing downward, but they do not accumulate.

Mo Dangtian frowned slightly, and even Yunhua Zhenjun couldn't help but tilt his head.

"Dad, mother, is Brother Leng Feng going to get married?" Han Liangyun asked worriedly, this celestial phenomenon is a celestial phenomenon of a baby at first glance.

Mo Dangtian and Yunhua Zhenjun did not answer.

After a long time, Yunhua Zhenjun asked, "Mo, what do you think?" ”

Mo Dangtian pursed his lips: "Hanging!" ”

Yunhua Zhenjun raised his eyebrows, not only is it hanging, it is very hanging!

"Dad, mother, what are you playing dumb riddles?" Han Liangyun asked puzzled.

"Don't ask, keep looking!" Yunhua Zhenjun said.

Han Liangyun bit her lip and pulled the little boy's hand tighter.

The clouds are getting lower and lower, the thunder and lightning are gathering more and more, and the oppressive atmosphere is spreading.

The vision of Moyun Peak had already attracted the attention of many other peaks, and there were many monks who were secretly watching.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt was about to break away from the clouds and slash downward, but before it could completely leave the clouds, it shrank back again, and the clouds slowly moved towards the sky, slowly dispersing.

The chaotic aura also slowly returned to normal.

"What's going on?" Han Liangyun asked in astonishment.

Mo Dangtian and Yunhua Zhenjun all narrowed their gazes.

"The Blade Boy failed to get married!" Yunhua Zhenjun said quietly.

"No...... No way! Han Liangyun shook his head desperately, "Brother Leng Feng has been in retreat for so many years, and he hasn't even paid attention to Xian'er, how can he fail?" ”

This result is really difficult for her to accept.

However, looking at the scattered clouds, Han Liangyun also knew that this was the case.

"What's impossible to fail to advance, this is a baby, not a foundation!" Failed babies abound.

"Dad, I ......" She just thought that Brother Leng Feng could succeed!

"Alright, Boy Feng is out!" Yunhua Zhenjun said.

Han Liangyun finally set her eyes on the man in black who slowly walked out of the cave, and she immediately pulled the boy: "Xian'er, that's your father, hurry, let's go see Daddy!" ”

After speaking, he dragged the little boy and ran away thinking about Shangrong Leng Feng.

Shangrong Leng Feng saw the thin and distressing white figure as soon as he left the cave.

"Senior sister......" Shangrong Leng Feng's footsteps involuntarily wanted to go in the direction of Bai Youli.

But I heard a joyful call: "Brother Leng Feng, Brother Leng Feng!" ”

Shangrong Leng Feng's footsteps paused, and his eyes swept to the woman who was rushing over and the little boy she was holding in her hand.

The little boy couldn't keep up with Han Liangyun's footsteps, staggered and looked like he was about to be taken down, Shangrong Leng Feng's body moved, and he held the little boy in his arms.

"Brother Leng Feng, this is our son Xian'er!" Han Liangyun didn't notice that she almost fell down on her son, she just thought that Shangrong Leng Feng hurriedly picked up her son because she liked her son.

Shangrong Leng Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the little boy was fine, turned his head to look, only to see a white figure leaving quickly, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if something had been taken away.

At this time, Bai Youli held his heart tightly, stumbled into the cave, and closed the stone door tightly.

Just now, her heart began to ache without warning, as if something was ripping out her heart, even now, this pain has not dissipated, but is getting faster and faster.

Bai Youli sat down on the ground, and big drops of sweat began to fall.

It was as if something was tearing at me.

"Woo ......" uncontrollable pain whimpered out of his mouth, painful and depressing.

In the end, Bai Youli couldn't bear the pain anymore, let out a loud "ah", drew a seal with both hands, and sealed it against her heart, while she sat cross-legged.

At the same time, a beautiful valley is extremely solemn at this time.

In mid-air, in the huge light shield, a man curled up, wailed in pain, roared, like a stimulated beast, red and blue light continued to flash alternately from his body, and his body was constantly bulging, his skin was shattered inch by inch with the roar, and the blood was flying, which was very terrifying.

"It's going to dissipate, or it's still a gorgeous transformation, only at this moment!" A beautiful woman with a hint of exhaustion on her face, her beautiful eyes staring at the mask without blinking.

The face of a man next to him was also very solemn: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, if you pay so much, the young master will definitely turn into a butterfly!" ”

"He Lao, you and I both know that the chance is only thirty percent!" The woman sighed.

"Thirty percent is already a lot for the young master, the young master has concerns in his heart, and he will not give up easily!" He Lao Dao.

"I hope it's heavy!" The woman was still worried.

And as this wave of pain passed, the man in the mask was covered with blood and could no longer see his face, his blood-red and aqua-blue eyes were constantly changing, he took out a hairpin from his arms, and gently brushed the blood stains on it with clothes that were not stained with blood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

But soon, the smile on his lips froze, and another wave of pain struck.

The wail started again, and the blood flew, but the man tightly pressed the hairpin to the position of his heart, allowing the firmness in his eyes to be covered by blood red again.

And before Bai Youli finished his breath, he felt the pain hit again.

She bit her lip, mobilized the true element in her body and began to impact continuously.

(To be continued.) )