The evening breeze makes people feel a little cool. ↑，

The Demon Flame Sect still felt very quiet as usual, and the evening breeze in the Demon Capital was a little cold, which made Nangong Xue'er a little unaccustomed.

In the five days she had been in the Demon Flame Sect, she had been looking for fun, but this Demon Flame Sect was lifeless, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, which made her feel that it was not fun at all.

Thankfully, she found something to be happy with in her boredom. Her courtyard was in an area with a high concentration of disciples, so she could hear the voices of countless disciples fighting or cultivating every day, but these people were very boring.

And in one of her courtyards, there lived a very crazy old man, this old man was crazy all day long, this residential area should be all disciples of the Demon Flame Sect, but this old man didn't look young at all. And often tinkering with something in his yard, Nangong Xue'er heard that strange sound every night, and was so curious that she couldn't sleep, and finally simply secretly climbed over the wall and took a sneak look at it a few times in one night.

When Nangong Xue'er saw that scene, her eyes were instantly attracted, that old man was actually practicing a strange martial arts.

Sometimes he was as still as a rock, and he could sit there all day without moving, even if the ants climbed his face and the insects got into his clothes, he didn't move, like a dead man. Sometimes he is like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins, jumping up and down in the yard, making bursts of sounds, and these sounds are the sounds that Nangong Xue'er hears in his ears.

Other times, he hangs upside down on a tree and sleeps with his eyes closed. Nangong Xue'er was very interested in this, and she also tried it, but in the end, she fell asleep on the tree without hanging upside down.

"It's not interesting. Nangong Xue'er held her chin, looked at the starry sky boredly, and said with a pout: "If Xiaoyi was around, it wouldn't be so boring." ”

Xiao Yi is the maid waiting by her side, her playful personality is hidden by herself, even the people of her own family don't know her naughty nature, but that Xiao Yi is different, Xiao Yi is her closest person, so every time she is bored, Xiao Yi will find something that can make her happy. It is precisely because of this that when Xiaoyi is bullied, she will act with hatred.

"Sister Yan and stinky Chen Zifeng don't know where to go, are they back now-should they go to them?" Nangong Xue'er muttered to herself in thought, then shook her head and said, "No, no, that old pervert is still paying attention to me now, if I go out and let him know, then he will definitely do something to me-hmph, that old pervert is really, I can do it at such a young age-"

"Forget it, if you can't go out, you can't go out, go see what that old man is up to tonight. Nangong Xue'er jumped up, and then she crept to the corner, her hands and feet were extremely sharp and light, this was peeping on others, so she couldn't be too high-profile.

The walls in the courtyard are not high, and it is not difficult for them to climb up to them, but some disciples will set up a prohibition on the courtyard wall, so as to prevent some evil guys from sneaking in.

There was no prohibition on the old man's walls, so he didn't pay any attention to Nangong Xue'er during the days he was peeping.

However, just when Nangong Xue'er just poked her head out, her eyes were covered by a huge head, and an old man's old but somewhat indecent face appeared in front of her. Nangong Xue'er and the old man looked at each other, and their faces were only separated by a wall.

"Hell!" a voice came out, earth-shattering.

This is not Nangong Xue'er's voice, this is the voice of the old man, the old man is like a little girl who was found after being peeked at and taking a bath, after jumping off the corner with his chest covered, he ran towards his house, and finally closed the door tightly, impermeable.

Nangong Xue'er was dumbfounded, and then she was furious, obviously she was so cute and beautiful, so it can be said that I am a ghost.

Nangong Xue'er climbed over angrily, and then landed in the old man's yard and rushed into the house, she must give this old man who doesn't know what to do with it a big fist and let him say that he is a ghost.

Bang Bang Bang!

Nangong Xue'er slapped the door of the house fiercely and yelled into the house: "You old and immortal old man, I know you are inside, hurry up and open the door, hurry up and open the door for Miss Ben and me-"

"If you don't open it, you just don't open it. The old man's voice came weakly from inside the house.

Hearing the old man's words, Nangong Xue'er was even more angry, how could this old man be so shameless, no, he had to be taught a hard lesson, so she shouted: "If you don't open the door, I'll smash the door-"

"Smash it, smash it, just don't open it, just don't open it, you have the ability to hit me." ”

"You-"

"What I am, I just don't open, what do you do, I just don't open. ”

At this moment, Nangong Xue'er looked at the grass in the courtyard, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, laughed loudly, and then gently walked towards the center of the grass, poked her head out and glanced at the house, and found that there was a calm in the house, thinking that the old man should be against the door to prevent himself from slamming the door successfully.

Nangong Xue'er's eyes were full of banter, she took out something from the ring, and a little bit of fire burst out. Nangong Xue'er put the spark on the somewhat dry grass, and then shouted into the room at the top of her voice: "Is it that you don't open the door because of me, right?"

"yes, it just won't open, even if you kill me—wait, you can't seem to hit me—hey, what's this smell, it's so fragrant—"

"Old immortal, I set fire to your yard, and if you don't come out, I'll burn your yard. ”

"What?"

Bang, the old man suddenly rushed out, still holding a bucket in his hand, when he saw this picture as Nangong Xue'er said, he was immediately anxious, glared at Nangong Xue'er fiercely, and then poured the water in the bucket on the burning grass.

In the autumn season, everything withered a little, so the grass burned very violently, and the old man kept carrying water out of the house in a hurry, and only after the fire had been extinguished did he sit on the stone table.

But there are people here who are busy and burning their eyebrows, but there is a person who is watching the excitement and laughing non-stop. During this period, when the old man entered the house, a little more fire was added.

"How can you be like this. The old man's face was very aggrieved, but his eyes looked at Nangong Xue'er very angrily, and he shouted unhappily.

"What's wrong with me?" Nangong Xue'er looked at him innocently and curiously, as if she was a very kind girl without any scheming, "Others say that I am very cute, I am very sensible, Xiaoyi said this-by the way, and many of my younger brothers say that I am very good-then do you also think I am very powerful-"

The old man's face turned red when he heard this, and he couldn't help but stand up, then put his hands on his waist and shouted: "You are not cute at all, you are not sensible at all, you are a bad girl. ”

"Why am I a bad girl?" asked Nangong Xue'er pretending to be innocent.

"Because—because you burned my yard. ”

"But you made me burn it. ”

"When did I say that you made it yourself, and you didn't know how to respect the old and love the young—no, get rid of that love for the young. If you don't know how to respect the elderly, you will definitely not be able to marry in the future. ”

"Hey, hey, you're dead in the house, and you won't open the door, and then say I won't open the door anyway. Nangong Xue'er smiled happily, she liked to see this old man's aggrieved look, "Why don't you talk now, you are an uncute and ignorant old man." ”

"Did I say that? then—even if I did, you wouldn't burn my yard. Look at my yard, it's all burned down in half, you really don't have any love at all—look at these flowers and plants, how pitiful they are, they just die like this—how do you let their parents, their relatives, their friends, live?"

"You don't know how lovely and kind these flowers and plants are, they talk to me every night, but now that you have burned them, who will talk to me after that!" said the old man, stroking the scorched grass with a sad face.

"Who told you not to open the door. Nangong Xue'er pulled her mouth and said.

"Who told you to scare me—I can tell you, I'm old now, and my heart is bad, if I'm half scared—how can you let those little grass and flowers live, if not for me—they have no one to talk with every night, how pitiful they are. ”

"Old immortal, do you have anyone who thinks you are very verbose?" Nangong Xue'er asked with wide eyes.

"Why are you asking this?" Hearing this, the old man looked at Nangong Xue'er, and then at himself, his heart was extremely depressed, could it be that he was really verbose and noisy?

"Because—you're really annoying. Nangong Xue'er shouted. This old man is nervous, crazy all day long, shouldn't he be frightened when the two of them climbed the wall just now, why did this old man be scared first.

Wait, something seems wrong.

What does this old immortal want to do when he climbs the wall?