All kinds of gossip, Qiu Nanfeng ignored them.

Whenever I want to eat sweet potatoes, I will go to the backyard to dig some up, roast them, boil them, and eat them with porridge.

Change the tricks.

Until the Xifu Demon Palace was cleared, there were still those sweet potatoes left.

Looking at the sweet potatoes on the plate, Qiu Nanfeng smiled bitterly, and he didn't know if those sweet potatoes had teeth, whether they were rotten, and whether they had grown sweet potato seedlings.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but secretly laugh, how could the sweet potatoes be okay after ten years.

The dormitory was very quiet, and Qiu Mosheng had been silently bowing his head, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The sweet potato in his hand is clenched tightly.

Qiu Nanfeng was amused, "Eat it with confidence, it won't be poisonous." ”

"How can I eat it?" Qiu Mosheng's voice was cold, thinking of how the master could eat when he was nowhere to be found.

"Why can't you eat it?" Qiu Nanfeng asked rhetorically.

There was silence again.

Qiu Nanfeng let go of Qiu Mosheng and turned to leave, and when she left, she said: "Practice well, the deity looks down on people who are willing to fall at a young age and do not learn and have no skills." ”

Seeing that Qiu Nanfeng had gone away, Qiu Mosheng looked at the shapeless sweet potato pinched in his palm, and muttered to himself: Are you willing to fall if you don't learn and have no skills?

................

Three months later.

Qiu Mosheng found a wooden house in the maple forest of Wanqiu Mountain.

Deep in the maple forest, there is a wooden house made of maple trees.

The fenced yard was planted with flowers and plants, and a few rabbits were munching on carrots in the middle of the yard.

There are two large trees in the yard with a hanging chair in the middle.

Flower vines climbed up the maple tree with a hanging chair.

As soon as Qiu Mosheng stepped into the yard, the little rabbits were startled and fled one after another.

A thick layer of red maple leaves fell in the yard.

It's already December, and the maple leaves have long since withered, but the two red maples in this courtyard are in full bloom.

The sound of the piano sounded in the wooden house, and the smell of incense wafted out of the window.

Qiu Mosheng stopped and concentrated, his face slightly pale.

Incense, piano, maple forest, rabbit, flower...

It's all Master's preference.

Is it really her?

Master has been hiding here?

Qiu Mosheng walked to the door of the wooden house, hesitating to say what he wanted to say after knocking on the door.

However, when he came up with a good word and knocked on the door, he didn't get a response for a long time.

Qiu Mosheng pushed open the door, and the wooden house was empty.

Like his heart, empty.

A simple bed was covered with a mattress, and incense burned in the incense burner on the windowsill.

"Master? Master, is that you? The apprentices have come to you. ”

In the empty wooden house, except for Qiu Mosheng's voice, there was no one.

He walked out of the courtyard and searched for a while near the courtyard, but there was no one.

Qiu Mosheng simply lived in a wooden house and did not return to the Demon Palace.

On the hanging chair in the middle of the maple tree, the autumn maple swayed quietly.

The swing was entwined among the flowers and vines, and she smiled at Qiu Mosheng who had settled down and continued to practice in the wooden house.

Xiao Mosheng, this courtyard was built for you, and I seem to like it.

Just like it.

That's fine.

It's winter in December, and this courtyard is in the middle of the Heavenly Demon's Enchantment, deep in a large maple forest.

Except for the power of the Heavenly Demons, ordinary people can't get in.

Unless Qiu Nanfeng wants someone to come in, he can come in.

In the early morning, before dawn, Qiu Mosheng turned over and got up and pushed open the door.

Began sword training in the courtyard.

There were a few more rabbits in the yard, huddled together and munched on carrots.

The sword rises, and the maple leaves fly.

The man in white is obsessed with sword practice.

On the swing, Qiu Nanfeng watched with a warm smile from beginning to end.

The loneliness under his eyes was occupied by a warm smile.

From sunrise to sunset, the days in the courtyard are peaceful and beautiful.

Qiu Mosheng's cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated.

In just a few months, it is about to be married.

On this day, Yudan moved a lot, shaking the courtyard.

Qiu Nanfeng's heart was pinched together, and it was too difficult for most people to depose and cultivate again.

The light ones are seriously injured, and the serious ones will die.

I hope Qiu Mosheng can survive this catastrophe.

On the swing, Qiu Nanfeng frowned, and at the critical moment, there was turmoil in the Demon Palace.

Qiu Nanfeng had to leave.

Before leaving, he printed the enchantment.

.......................

There was a sound of fighting outside the Demon Palace, and the little demon cultivators gathered together to watch the play, and the fight was fighting.

Demon cultivation and ghost cultivation are two kinds of cultivation paths.

Since Jiang Ying became the concubine of the Demon Palace, the ghost cultivators began to live in the Demon Palace one after another.

On this day, it was Jiang Ying's twelve ghost attendants who sat down, Jiang Chuan, who took a group of ghost cultivators into the Demon Palace.

Among them, there are some beautiful girls.

In the Demon Palace, except for Qiu Nanfeng, who is a woman (the egg body is not divided into men and women), the rest are men.

At that time, Hua Aya was extremely disgusted with women, and the former Demon Venerable cleaned up all the female demon cultivators.

For hundreds of years, only male cultivators were accepted.

In the ghost cultivation, there are many female ghosts.

The Demon Palace is very large, occupying most of Wanqiu Mountain.

However, in the palace, it was all built by demon cultivators.

Ten years ago, after being cleared, part of the palace was abandoned, and it was also built by the demon cultivators with great effort over the past few months.

As soon as it was repaired, the ghost cultivators moved in.

caused the dissatisfaction of all demon cultivators.

There was resistance to Jiang Ying's approach.

After two battles, a demon cultivator said angrily: "Jiangchuan is the nest of your ghost cultivators, you ghosts are staying in Jiangchuan, what are you doing in this Xifu Demon Palace?" ”

"The Xifu Demon Palace is the head of all demons, the palace of the Demon Venerable, how can you and other ghosts stay at will. Besides, we guarded the Demon Gate and never received the will of the Demon Venerable. Please come back. ”

"There are tens of millions of demon palaces, but there are no ghosts to live in. That's it, go back to Jiangchuan! ”

"Go back to Jiangchuan!"

"Go back to Jiangchuan!"

The ghost cultivators all looked angry and retorted, "The place where the ghost king is located is the destination of our ghost cultivators. Now, the Ghost King lives in the Demon Palace, and in order to protect the safety of the prince, we naturally want to stay in the Demon Palace. ”

"You demon cultivators are really arrogant, whether they are demon cultivators or ghost cultivators. We all belong to the Demon Gate, so why do we need to be so different? We are all serving the Demon Gate, do we have to be like this? ”

The two factions negotiated to no avail, and fought together again.

In the open space outside the gate of the Demon Palace, there were bursts of killing.

There are also a lot of people watching the play.

Qiu Nanfeng leaned lazily on the top of the demon gate.

What should come is always coming.

"Jiang Ying, look at you, if you want to stay in the Demon Palace, just say it, why do you need to make such a big move?"

The invisible Jiang Ying suddenly appeared, and smiled slyly, "This king wants to say, but I don't know where Hua Aya has gone in recent months." So that this king is easy to find. ”

"Where else can I go? Naturally, it's a few months of leisure, laziness, you know. Qiu Nanfeng's smile was a little bloodthirsty cruel.

The enchantment of the Heavenly Demons, the Ghost King can't be found, but it's hard to say after a long time.

I hope that Qiu Mosheng can be completed.

If the ghost king knew about Qiu Mosheng's marriage, I am afraid that he would not be happy.

"What does Lord Demon Venerable mean is that you can stay in the Demon Palace?"

Qiu Nanfeng closed his eyes for deep thought, thought about it for a long time, and deliberately sold Guan Zi but refused to say it directly.

Jiang Ying is not happy.

If she hadn't been suppressed, she would have looked at her face.

The ghost king naturally knew that Hua Aya had hidden Qiu Mosheng.

As for where he was hiding, he didn't know.

"Okay or no? Cheer up? Jiang Ying was patient, and looked at the ghost cultivators who were invincible, and was a little unhappy.

"Okay, naturally yes. But..."

"But what?"

Qiu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the black and oppressive ghosts at the demon gate, his head hurt.

I was disgusted.

I don't want to look at it.

"You know, I like you to be so beautiful, these ugly things are so dirty. Let them live in the dungeon. Tell me to go down and don't let your come out and be scared.

If it startles me, I'm afraid that I will miss and hurt my feelings. ”