The bloody clothes door searched separately, turning the entire Qingyue Temple upside down, and finally came to the small courtyard of Yakumo Zi.

The four Bloody Cloth Sect disciples were divided into two groups, one group went to search Qing Wu's room, and one group went to Yakumo Zi's room.

"Knock knock, open the door!!"

Yakumo got out of bed nervously, put on her coat, and opened the door.

"Who are you?"

As soon as the door opened, these two blood-clothed disciples rushed in violently, checking everywhere in the room, as long as they could hide people, they did not let go.

"There is still someone on the bed" At this time, a disciple of the Bloody Cloth Sect saw that there was still a person lying on the bed, so he walked over.

Yakumo Zi hurriedly ran over, held down the quilt, and said timidly: "My sister has a disease, as long as she sleeps, even the sound of thunder will not wake up."

"Get out of the way" The disciple didn't listen to her in the slightest, grabbed the back collar and threw it aside.

"Ouch~" The buttocks fell to the ground, and there was a tingle.

The disciple of the Bloody Clothes Sect lifted the quilt, but what he saw was a long-haired sleeping beauty, because someone's dress was really not standardized, causing the collarbone of the skin Saixue to be exposed.

The long hair covered half of his face, but he could still see the beautiful face.

The disciple of the Bloody Cloth Sect was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, ready to brush the hair off his face and see his true face.

"Hey, are you watching?" Another disciple in the room asked.

When this sound sounded, the disciple immediately took his hand back and turned around and said, "Look at it, it's not."

The deputy master said that the man had been injured and poisoned, and he was very weak, which was obviously not.

"Then retreat, this nunnery is a group of nuns, nothing to see"

"That's what I said"

Seeing the two Bloody Clothes Sect disciples leaving, Yakumo Zi quickly got up and closed the door, returned to the bedside and re-covered the quilt.

If the pursuer had just ripped his hair open, his identity might have been revealed.

The appearance can change, but the face is ...... Forgive for not being refined in the lower cultivation, and you can't change it.

"For the sake of a thug, I almost put myself in," Yakumo sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her head and smiling bitterly.

When this calamity passes, see that I don't torture you well, and I will do all the work for him.

Thinking that in the future, I can lie on the chair and bask in the sun, I don't have to do any work, and there is this young master of the Ling family next to me, it feels really comfortable.

It's very cool.

"Door master, no"

"My subordinates are here too"

"Nope"

Hearing the report of his subordinates, Chang Jie was a little disappointed, this radius of more than ten miles, where else could he talk about besides here?

But why not?

Did he use some escape spell?

"Go" Chang Jie led more than a dozen disciples out of the Qingyue Temple, bowed his hand to the master standing in front of the door, and said, "Excuse me, Lord Qingguan, if you see an injured and poisoned man, please notify me and wait."

"Definitely"

After everyone from the Bloody Clothes Gate left, the face of the viewer suddenly turned cold.

"Go back and ask, that disciple has been there tonight"

"Yes, Lord"

……………………

Early the next morning, Qingyue was subjective.

The Guan Lord was offering incense to the statue of Tianzun, and several Qingyue Guan disciples stood on both sides.

And Yakumo Purple knelt in the middle with her head down.

"Qingyu!"

"The disciple is here"

After watching the Lord make incense, he turned his head and looked at her with a very serious expression.

"Do you know what you've done?"

"Disciple, know"

"What's wrong?"

"Disciples should not go down the mountain late at night, should not bring dangerous people back to watch, and should not put the safety of the entire Qingyue Temple in danger."

"You know why you committed it?"

"Lord, the predecessors have a saying: Saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the disciple really can't ignore a person dying in front of him, so ......"

"Hmph~"

"There are a lot of truths, but you girl is so clever that you know how to change that son with clear clothes, so she escaped the search of the bloody clothes door"

"Hey," Yakumo touched her head with a smirk.

"The disciple is so clever, of course, he can't get into the eyes of the Lord."

"Okay, I won't punish you for this matter, but if you don't take it as an example, there will be a next time, you will definitely be expelled from the mountain"

"Qingyu knows"

Walking out of the subjectivity, Yakumo Zi smiled, took a deep breath, and felt comfortable all over.

It only takes a little acting skills, and this matter is over.

The ancients were really easy to deceive.

Eager to save people? Cut, I'm not so kind, and I never do anything that is not beneficial.

Go back and see, how is that kid, there is an antidote pill, he should be awake now.

Pushing open the door, Yakumo Zi came to the bedside, only to find that Ling Wuyi was not on the bed at all.

"Damn, this kid escaped?" No, the one who made the Heavenly Dao Oath can't just leave.

Unless, he has the strength to fight against the Heavenly Dao, but this is obviously impossible.

After looking for a long time, Qingyue still didn't find his figure, so he stomped his foot angrily.

"Damn, I dare to violate the oath of heaven, count you as a cow !!"

Yakumo Zi is a little disappointed, not because he is reluctant, but because he risked his life to get the thug and employee who is going to run away?

Isn't that all the previous efforts in vain?

Because the kid made a heavenly oath and didn't guard against it, he ............

Forget it, just go, he'll regret it sooner or later.

Those who violate the oath of heaven usually end up miserable.

"Huh?" When Yakumo was cleaning up her room, she discovered something.

That's the clothes of a girl......... It's gone!!!

Yakumo Zi hurriedly got under the bed and took out the clothes he had hidden last night, but his clothes were still there.

So, Ling Wuyi ran away like this in women's clothes?

When she thought of that guy returning to her family in a girlless dress, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Poof............ Haha"

On this day, in a small courtyard of Qingyue Temple, a little girl's gloating laughter sounded.

…………………

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

Today is Yakumo Zi's ninth birthday, and the entire Qingyue Temple disciples have gone out to purchase ingredients and prepare to hold a big banquet tonight.

Qing Wu also spared all her work today.

With nothing to do, she had to meditate on the roof.

Swallow a Qi Refining Pill, the basic Dao method works to the extreme, and the two methods are dual-purpose, but fortunately, this Dao method is garbage, otherwise, it is easy to conflict with the Misty Immortal Meigong.

The two True Qi are fighting in the body, and it feels really cool.

Swallowing two Qi Refining Pills, Yakumo Zi condensed a pink true qi mass with one hand and a white true qi mass with the other.

Then, collide the true air masses on both hands together, ready to fuse them back together.

"Boom !!" The air exploded, and Yakumo Zi opened his eyes suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, crying and laughing.

"Ahem, Madan, the high-end goods despise the low-grade goods, and there is a rejection reaction"