Chapter 95: Sect Master, I'm Kind (8)

The surrounding Demon Sect disciples saw that Nan Qiao also saluted respectfully, and they weren't even curious about her existence.

Walking all the way to Nan Qiao's yard, Bai Ling hurriedly stepped forward to make tea, "Please wait for a while, someone has been sent to clean the yard, and it will be fine soon." ”

Wu Peiyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded in response, looked at Nan Qiao who was sitting on the top seat, moved his lips and spoke again, "Hongning, have you been ...... all these years?" How are you doing? ”

Bai Ling thought that Wu Peiyun was afraid that Nan Qiao would be wronged, so he immediately spoke, "Auntie, don't worry, our Demon Sect is the biggest saint, and even the sect leader has to give up a few points!" ”

When Wu Peiyun heard this, he was relieved.

She still has some heard of the new leader of the Demon Sect, although she is young, she can be ruthless in dealing with people, and Hongning can stand in front of him, which can be seen well.

"What do you call this aunt?"

Nan Qiao couldn't stand Wu Peiyun's guilty face like a sinner, and said with his lips open.

"My name is Wu ...... My name is Wu Qing, and I am your distant aunt. ”

System:...... Foggy! Ruthless!

The corners of Nan Qiao's mouth twitched, she didn't want to pay attention to this stupid leader, and nodded, "Aunt Wu, you can live here with peace of mind, and tell Bai Ling if you have something." ”

[Host, don't you blame her?] 】

- She lost the original owner and not me, and besides, she looked at her daughter all her life but couldn't recognize each other, this punishment is not enough?

System:...... Sure enough, the most ruthless is its host.

Wu Peiyun, oh no, it should be Wu Qing who nodded in response, and it happened that Bai Ling informed that the yard had been cleaned, although Wu Qing wanted to stay for a while, but he was afraid that Nan Qiao would be angry, so he had to get up and leave.

Nan Qiao leaned on the couch, looking as usual.

- How is the little one?

[Although the time of his retreat was delayed because of the host, it is estimated that he is about to go mad due to the demons in his heart.] 】

Nan Qiao shook his head, what's the use?

Obviously, after ten years, the blackening value has dropped to 50%, how can you still go crazy?

Tsk, I really have to go over and take a look, if she really burps because of the madness, then she is not blind.

It's night.

Nan Qiao came to Xiao Rufeng's retreat stone room with a light figure, and a few small organs did not pose any threat to her at all, so she easily avoided it and walked to the innermost end.

[Host,The male protagonist looks like something is wrong.] 】

- Can you do it?

Nan Qiao pushed open the stone door with a tense face, and saw that Xiao Rufeng's face was flushed, obviously having a tendency to go mad.

took a step forward and quickly took out a silver needle to dredge the meridians for him, so as to prevent him from hurting his body due to the chaos of his breath.

Xiao Rufeng felt the familiar aura lingering around him in a daze, which made his originally manic heart gradually calm down.

The messy aura was suppressed by him and no longer scurried around until it completely subsided after half an hour.

Nan Qiao took the silver needle and sat not far away, waiting for Xiao Rufeng to come to his senses.

Xiao Rufeng felt that he had a nightmare, he returned to the familiar courtyard again, his father and mother were killed by thieves, and he had nowhere to show his skills, so he could only let the thief break his hands and feet.

The scene turns again, and he is placed in a large vat, covered with all kinds of poisons, regardless of eating his flesh and blood.

He was in pain, wanted to scream, wanted someone to come and get him out.

But no one......

There was no one all the time.

He began to hate, hate the injustice of this world, hate himself for being too weak to resist!

Until the red figure appeared......

It's like the scorching sun shining on his dark world, making him attached and reluctant to let go.

"Ding! The blackening value has been reduced by 30%, and the current blackening value is 20%. ”