Therefore, when she heard Yinchen's answer, she couldn't help but be angry and funny, thinking to herself, "You, a little hairy child who is not as tall as half as me, dare to brush your head in front of the deity?"

"Say it well! If you say no, the deity won't give it!" Elder Yun said with a slightly cold face. Her changes made Zhang Mengmeng behind Yinchen feel nervous.

"I really want to sleep. Yinchen was completely truthful, because his upper and lower eyelids had already begun to fight: "My sister is good to me, you can just reward my sister...... I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep in a big bed...... My house is broken......" Silver Dust said as he began to rub his eyes incessantly. He is an eleven-year-old child, not one of those ant clans who are used to staying up late, and not sleeping all night is already a sad punishment for Yinchen.

Elder Yun's face changed, and although she still had that poppy-like smile on her face, if you looked closely, you could see that her smile was a little stiff. Elder Yun didn't get angry, because the child in front of him was telling the truth, without the slightest pretentiousness, which Elder Yun could be sure of, Yinchen did really say what he wanted the reward most, rest, and family affection.

This is what makes a distracted elder change his face. How many years have it been? How many years have he never faced such honesty and innocence, and never faced such pure kindness? Elder Yun himself couldn't tell, and what made him even more shocked was that such kindness actually appeared in a high-level disciple who had already cultivated the Remnant Soul Sutra.

"Can you resist the influence of the Remnant Soul Sutra? Such qualifications are just-" Elder Yun's eyes like cold stars on an autumn night burst out with endless edges, like two innate divine weapons out of their sheaths, and at that moment, her eyes flashed with an ocean of greed, and a determination that was almost broken. That greedy look was not for the so-called qualifications on Yinchen's body, not for his strength and mysterious power, but for him himself.

Elder Yun knew that all the methods of killing people and refining souls in the Demon Pavilion, at most, could take away other people's bloodline qualifications as their own, but they could never take away a person's heart, and this kind of thing was too deeply related to the soul, consciousness, and character, and all kinds of unique and mysterious things, no matter how powerful the soul-snatching and soul refining method was, it was useless.

Therefore, Elder Yun's greed was a kind of greed that the master saw when he saw a genius apprentice.

"Such a person, leave it to Feng Lieshan, let's dream! Even if the head master comes to grab the demon heart, you have to look at my colorful face!" Elder Yun, who had made up his mind, quickly changed the expression on his face, conjuring up a truly kind and warm expression, and said softly to Yinchen:

"Since you want to sleep in a big bed so much, the deity will let you sleep in a big bed, there is nothing remarkable...... Zhang Mengmeng. Elder Yun turned his face, his voice still gentle.

"The disciple is here!" Zhang Mengmeng's voice was a kind of awe from the heart, of course, more fear. Zhang Mengmeng is very clear about the character of his master, moody, disregarding human life, and his strength is unfathomable.

"You really found yourself a good brother, hum-hum-hum!" Elder Yun deliberately let out a piercing laugh, the sound was like a brain-piercing magic sound, which made Zhang Mengmeng feel chills all over, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead in just a second or two, but she never dared to kneel down and kowtow, because her former master did not allow her to kneel.

"Disciple ......" Zhang Mengmeng couldn't hold it anymore in Elder Yun's ghostly laughter, so she hurriedly spoke, ready to admit her mistake no matter what, and calm down the elder's nameless anger, as for what was wrong with her, the ghost only knew! Or the ghost didn't know!

"Since the little meat and meat of the people are willing to give you the reward to find something that cannot be done, then the deity will be a favor, let you temporarily rise to the next level, be a little disciple, and wait for the dispatch under the deity. What do you think?" Elder Yun didn't wait for Zhang Mengmeng to finish speaking, he simply interrupted her neatly, and casually said a light-sounding reward, upgrading by one level, but from a formal disciple to a disciple, where is there a real way to directly grant a Demon Power Pavilion exercise, but as soon as this reward fell into Zhang Mengmeng's ears, it was enough to make her kneel and kowtow desperately.

"The disciple will never forget the grace of the teacher! Please also accept the disciple's worship!" Zhang Mengmeng's voice was full of gratitude, and even the fear of this elder was thrown aside, and he prostrated down willingly. Zhang Mengmeng is very clear about her own situation, she studied under this Elder Yun in her early years, and learned "Condensing the Soul and Soul **", which is already a famous powerful magic skill in the Demon Pavilion, and rewarding her with another exercise is obviously a waste of resources, and giving her the status of a disciple, that is, it is clearly announced to everyone in the Demon Pavilion that Elder Yun is going to protect Zhang Mengmeng and escort her into the realm of the title.

Zhang Mengmeng really didn't know how many more years he would have to work alone, how much he had suffered, how many tasks he had to complete, and how many times he would have to escape from the palm of Jia Yuanyuan or a more powerful righteous path master in exchange for it! Now, because of the words of Yinchen, a cheap brother, he could easily get it.

While she was in a hurry with Elder Yun, she was also grateful to Silver Dust.

"But since you owe such a big favor, then according to the rules of our demon path, you have to serve your cheap brother well, right?" Elder Yun's voice cooled down for some reason, and he said to Zhang Mengmeng in the tone of ordering his subordinates on weekdays.

"Disciple obeys!" Zhang Mengmeng was still prostrate on the ground, and this time she answered fluently and naturally, without the trembling tail note of her usual days.

"Then now you get up for the deity!" Elder Yun suddenly scolded in a low voice, the mood change was really faster than the traffic light, and the cool silver dust was directly stunned.

Zhang Mengmeng hurriedly got up, she didn't know what troubles Elder Yun remembered again.

"Alright. Elder Yun's expression softened slightly, but the coldness and cruelty in his voice were even worse than just now: "The deity asked you to get up, just to hear your opinion, ......what do you say" She said in a tone of voice, slowly turned around, and turned to the girl with a short figure: "We, Mowei Pavilion, how should we deal with this delicate little beauty?"

Elder Yun stretched out a finger and gently poked the girl's face, her fingers were slender and white, but she had a purple-black inch-long pointed nail, on which were painted three green and shining poisonous snakes coiled with each other, which looked extremely incompatible with the white and tender fingers, giving people a cold and cruel feeling, but it was okay, the key was above the nail, layers of fine gray wind came out, twisted into more than a dozen ghost hands that were inches long, almost no thicker than a toothpick, densely arranged neatly, and firmly grasped a finger-wide, almost two-inch long sharp lancet, gently and maliciously poked at the girl's faceThe sharp edge of the lancet had already poked a few small red dots out of the girl's face.

Zhang Mengmeng listened to Elder Yun's words, and did not answer immediately, but first raised his head and carefully glanced at Elder Yun's expression, and after seeing the hint or acquiescence in Elder's eyes, he boldly stepped forward and said in a cold and cold voice with almost no human nature:

"The sect is forbidden land, how can others be allowed to trespass! This kind of behavior, even if it is put in those third-rate small sects, it must not be spared, otherwise it will be talked about in the future, won't it make the people of the rivers and lakes laugh at our Mowei Pavilion for being weak and deceitful?! The disciple thinks that this person should be punished by the Mowei Pavilion sect!" Zhang Mengmeng gritted her teeth and said word by word, that expression, that voice, and that look made Yinchen feel that this sister seemed to want to scrape off Jia Yuanyuan's body.

"Well, that's right, it's a heavy penalty. Elder Yun said in a pinched tone, it sounded like she was weighing the words and hesitating, but the cold smile on her face that seemed to be highly poisonous made Yinchen feel that she must want to shave the girl into flesh foam before she was willing: "In this way, the deity thinks, you are white and fat, oh no, you are a black and fat little girl, it is a pity to fall into the torture hall of our Demon Pavilion, that is the place where men should go, and those of your comrades can consider going to ......"