Yun Yanchu's health improved, adding a little joy to the peaceful life of the three of them.

It's just that before this joy was diluted by time, a big event happened in Qianming.

Huarong is out of customs.

On the day of leaving the customs, the aura that belonged to Huarong was almost all over the entire Qianying Sect, and that powerful divine thought made Chu Wanjun worry that Yun Yanchu would be affected

She hurried over, not admitting that when she arrived at the side hall, she saw a dark figure.

At the same time, a deep voice rang out in the hall.

"Wanjun, where did you bring such a little guy back?"

The man's deep voice came into Chu Wanjun's ears lightly.

Her body couldn't help but tremble, and her mind was full of finishes.

yes, she should have thought of it.

She and Mo Zhifan were both reborn after death, but her family master was cultivated, and even the head of Qingyu was not necessarily his opponent.

What's more, it is a Lin Wanqing who uses his green feathers to show off his might.

What Chu Wanjun was most worried about still happened.

If the person in front of you is not born again.

Then he is a madman who is uncertain, a madman who doesn't care about the lives of others, and only looks at the edge of his eyes to keep his mouth alive.

"Master." Chu Wanjun knelt down with a puff, arched her hands, bowed her head to her hands, and saluted respectfully.

If you look closely, you will find that Chu Wanjun's body is trembling slightly at this time.

"Why did you kneel?"

The man's voice sounded in the hall again, and immediately after, the divine thoughts that were originally all over the entire side hall shrouded Chu Wanjun alone.

Chu Wanjun didn't know what the man meant, and he couldn't guess what this madman was thinking in his heart.

Feeling the coercion on her body becoming more and more intense, Chu Wanjun couldn't help but grit her teeth.

The bones all over her body seemed to be crushed, Chu Wanjun didn't say a word, and her face was as white as paper.

"What do I ask you?" The man's tone was calm, if Chu Wanjun hadn't felt the powerful coercion on her body, she might really think that the man was just asking.

"Division... Shizun ......" Chu Wanjun endured the pain caused by the coercion and tried to speak, but suddenly her face changed greatly, and her back trembled and she couldn't make a sound.

Just when Chu Wanjun felt that she was about to breathe, a crisp and immature child's voice sounded in the hall.

"Master."

Yun Yanchu looked at the man with a gloomy face in front of him, there was no fear in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand in a daze and pinched the man's face.

"Little one, do you know what you're doing?"

Hua Rong's terrifying eyes fell on the little tuanzi in front of him, and the corners of his lips raised a strange arc slightly, looking at Yun Yanchu's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Master's hug." Yun Yanchu looked at Hua Rong with an innocent face.

There was no fear on his face, and even under Hua Rong's gaze, an innocent smile was revealed.

Joke, she Yun Yanchu is also a person who has walked through the three thousand worlds, she has never met anyone, and there are no less than a hundred sick and perverted people, let alone the pure madman in front of her.

Hua Rong stared at Yun Yanchu for a long time, and through these pure eyes, he really couldn't see the slightest fear.

"Okay." Hua Rong responded and stretched out his hand towards Yun Yanchu.

The Yin Owl's eyes locked on Yun Yanchu's neck like a poisonous snake.

He really wanted to try it, did this little guy really have the guts to show as much as she appeared?

"Little Master......" Chu Wanjun felt bad when she heard Hua Rong's consent, and raised her head without thinking, wanting to open her mouth to remind Yun Yanchu to stay away from Hua Rong.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, Hua Rong glanced at Chu Wanjun, and those eyes like a deep pool of dead silence seemed to involve Chu Wanjun.

Chu Wanjun just glanced at him, as if something had been shattered by a bang, his head buzzed, his body shook, and he almost collapsed.

An inexplicable chill enveloped his heart, and in a trance, he saw Hua Rong hugging Yun Yanchu, and Chu Wanjun seemed to be clenched by a big hand.

Remorse consumed her.

Relived a lifetime, she still failed to protect her little sister.

She hates it! She hasn't taken revenge yet! has not raised the little sister to adulthood......

Crystal tears overflowed from the corners of Chu Wanjun's eyes, sliding down.

A crisp sound sounded in the silent side hall.

Picking up Yun Yanchu's Huarong feet, he looked back, as if he hadn't expected it, "You actually cried for her?" ”

Almost a few voices came from a few times away, overlapping into the ears of Chu Wanjun, who was almost fainting.

She seemed to catch some information, for a moment.

Chu Wanjun seemed to have grabbed a rope that held her, and raised her eyes.

The double shadows overlapped in front of her, and she couldn't see Hua Rong's face, nor could she see Yun Yanchu's face clearly.

"Master, can you ...... Listen to me for a ...... Story ......" Chu Wanjun raised his head to look at Hua Rong, and a trail of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

The dazzling blood red made Yun Yanchu clench his hands.

She looked at the embarrassed Chu Wanjun in front of her, and wanted her not to say anything, not to say anything.

But no, if she spoke at this time, it would be a disaster for both of them.

She can protect herself, it doesn't mean that Chu Wanjun can protect herself, she is still some distance away from Chu Wanjun, she doesn't dare to take risks.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but my big apprentice who kills people without blinking an eye has changed." Hua Rong sneered, "Then let me hear what story you have to tell." ”

Hua Rong said, hugged Yun Yanchu and sat on the chair with a big hand, looking at Chu Wanjun who was prostrate on the ground condescendingly.

The slender fingers played with Yun Yanchu's long hair, and his casual posture might be a very harmonious scene if he didn't look at Chu Wanjun.

Chu Wanjun's eyes gradually regained clarity, and Yun Yanchu silently urged the Xuanzhu in her hand under the cover of her robe.

A warm current slowly flowed into all parts of his body, but in just a few breaths, the pain in Chu Wanjun's body seemed to have weakened a lot.

It's just that her attention is now highly focused on Hua Rong in front of her, and she doesn't notice it.

Chu Wanjun raised her eyes to look at Hua Rong, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and said, "Can you ask the master to seal Yan Chu's five senses?" ”

Hearing this, Hua Rong lowered her head and looked at the person in her arms with a smile, "It seems that she really cares about you." ”

An indifferent voice sounded in his ears, and the next moment, Yun Yanchu fell into darkness.

She knew that Hua Rong had met Chu Wanjun's request.

In the passage of time that she couldn't perceive, she didn't know what Chu Wanjun said to Hua Rong, but when she saw the light again, Chu Wanjun was no longer there.

"Master." Yun Yanchu blinked and looked around for Chu Wanjun's figure, and after not finding it, he naturally set his eyes on Huarong behind him.

Hua Rong's indifferent and cold voice sounded at this time, "From today on, you are my fifth disciple of Hua Rong, no matter how you act outside in the future, if you insult the reputation of Qianying, you will cut it off by yourself." ”

Hua Rong looked at Yun Yanchu and said, not caring at all whether a six-year-old child could understand his words.