After Ye Liancheng left, Shen Yumu crawled on the table alone, her eyes were hollow with a teacup, and two red clouds floated on her cheeks.

How can this guy touch his head? It's so ashamed, what surprised her was that she couldn't get angry no matter what, as if as long as she thought of Ye Liancheng, her heart was sweet.

By the way, didn't that guy leave two letters behind when he left?

Only then did Shen Yumu recall the two letters that Ye Liancheng had placed on the table when he slipped away, saying that he had written them for himself when he was recuperating from his illness.

I was a little curious and took these two letters in my hands, could it be that this guy wrote poems to himself again?

With some doubts and expectations, Shen Yumu opened the first letter.

A somewhat shriveled petal slipped from the envelope, Shen Yumu smiled, but unfortunately it was a flower he didn't know, it must be a flower unique here, and then he took out the letter paper.

Ye Liancheng has practiced calligraphy from the beginning, and some of the writing pens are as sharp as his sword intent, which is very good-looking. But Shen Yumu saw a little softness from the words on this letterhead, this guy has a heart.

"Miss Shen: Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third color, and for me, you are the fourth rare color among the sun, moon and stars. I miss you so much if I haven't seen you for a few days, Miss Shen (this line was crossed out by Ye Liancheng with a brush). ”

Hit by the words on the letter paper, Shen Yumu couldn't help but block his feet hanging in mid-air, this guy is really... Somewhat curious about the words that were covered by ink, Shen Yumu couldn't help but mobilize his divine sense to explore, and as a result, he scolded Ye Liancheng with a red face.

The second letter was opened by Shen Yumu, and the petals of an unknown flower slipped out, and Shen Yumu carefully collected the shriveled petals and began to read the second letter.

"There are thousands of floating worlds, and I love three. One is the day, the second is the month, and the third is the qing. The sun is the morning, the moon is the twilight, and the Qing is the twilight of the morning and the twilight. ”

The content of this letter is more straightforward than the first letter, and it can be seen that Shen Yumu and Xiaolu are bumping.

These two letters were included in the space ring by her, and then she took out a set of four treasures of the study from it, preparing to write a letter to Ye Liancheng.

Maybe this is the unwritten rule among ladies or literati, someone writes a letter to themselves, and they usually write a reply to show respect.

Shen Yumu reads poetry and books on weekdays, and it stands to reason that she should be continuous as long as she writes with a pen, but after half a day, she only held back a few words on the paper.

It was obvious that she was not satisfied with these words, and felt that it was too bad compared to Ye Liancheng's literary talents, so Shen Yumu had no choice but to crumple the paper into a ball, pouted and took these things back to the space ring.

How could this guy Ye Liancheng take advantage of him and run away, isn't it just the Yudan Realm, is it possible that I will still eat him? Shen Yumu, who was crawling on the table, looked depressed, and she felt bored for a while after Ye Liancheng left.

At this time, Ye Liancheng had already returned to the mansion, and this time it could be regarded as a lot of protection, not only had a further relationship with Shen Yumu, but also harvested all the belongings of an evil cultivator.

After Ye Liancheng locked himself in the house alone, he took out all the belongings of the evil cultivator space ring who died on his hand and put them on the table.

Five high-grade spirit stones, the rest are still a few medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones, and there are a lot of silver that are indispensable for walking in the world, these Ye Liancheng are too lazy to order, this guy doesn't even have the best spirit stones, he is really a poor bastard.

Four books of yellow-level exercises "Black Tiger Palm", "Ghost Refining Technique", "Heart-digging Hand", "Qi Cultivation Technique" and one Xuan-level exercise "Yin Soul Technique". Ye Liancheng, who knew that it was an evil sect as soon as he heard the name, didn't have any kung fu to cultivate, except for being a little interested in the evil cultivator's out-of-body means, the other cheats were ready to be handed over to the sect to see how Liu Lao dealt with it.

The out-of-body soul should come from the "Yin Soul Technique", Ye Liancheng was going to take a look, but he remembered that the soul of the evil cultivator was slaughtered in his hands, so he lost the interest in cultivating, so he turned it in, wouldn't it be nice to find a more esoteric soul secret technique to practice in the future?

There are also many bottles and cans of pills, Ye Liancheng found the Zhuji Dan that he is most familiar with in it, compared to the realm of the evil cultivation should be the foundation building, but it is a pity that a wave of soul out-of-body has finished playing with him. Some of the other pills have a note on them to explain the use, and some have nothing.

Fortunately, he had Hong Lao's alchemy notes in his hand, and after comparing those unknown pills one by one, Ye Liancheng also figured out the purpose of all the pills.

Good guy, in addition to Tsukidan, the other pills are basically poisons and antidotes, as well as corpse powder, which is a necessary magic medicine for home travel and killing.

These pills were more appetizing to Ye Liancheng, so they were all included in his spatial ring.

In addition to the elixir, there was only a thick Xuantie token left, and Ye Liancheng didn't have any reputation after looking at it for a long time, but he felt that the ghost face carved on the token was a bit like the pattern on the mask worn by people in the ghost market. After throwing it into the space ring, the loot is counted this time.

Spirit stones, elixirs, beads full of qi and blood, and a token that I don't know the purpose of, this is the whole harvest.

is so poor, it's no wonder that he wants to become an evil cultivator. If it weren't for the talent, the path of practicing would be a gold cave for people with mediocre talents.

Counting the day, it has been almost four days since Ge Ye's kid went down the mountain, I don't know how he has been practicing outside, whether he has broken through the Qi Cultivation Realm and stepped into the gate of the Foundation Building Realm in one fell swoop, Senior Brother, I miss him very much.

Perhaps due to his thoughts, Ge Ye had finished his training under the mountain, and at this time he was walking on the top of the Iron Sword Gate, preparing to return to the accommodation for the disciples of the outer gate.

Although Ge Ye covered himself when he walked, he was still seen by many people, and Ge Ye accelerated the pace of returning to the accommodation.

A few female disciples who were walking arm in arm couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw Ge Ye's appearance again.

This completely shattered Ge Ye's self-esteem, and in a grief and indignation, he put down the covering, revealing his swollen face with a pig's head, and what was even more fatal was that there was a clear fist mark on his right eye.

Woo woo, Ge Ye did break through to the foundation building realm this time when he went down the mountain, but the twists and turns and grief and anger in it were unimaginable to ordinary people.

It stands to reason that the bruises on his face should not be long before they will dissolve under the action of the true qi in his body, but it has been three days, and his face is still swollen like a pig's head.

Ordinary people can't help but laugh when they see Ge Ye, which makes the thin-skinned Ge Ye good.

In desperation, I had to end my experience first, go back to my accommodation to avoid the limelight, and wait for the swelling on my face to disappear before talking about the experience.

As for why he didn't go back to his family, Ge Ye was stupid, but he wasn't stupid to that extent. I had a lot of black history when I was a child, and if I go back this time, won't I be laughed at by the whole family again?

After all, Ge Ye took on everything alone.