Xiong Junqi's last words before leaving, although they rescued himself from his troubles, made Qiu Fang's heart tremble so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

"Could it be that the Mo Sect is coming, and the uncles are fighting to the death against Feng Zheng?"

Qiu Fang said to himself, his originally clear eyes were even more clouded, the uncles are supernatural, and they should not be harmed, but the little junior sister's three-legged cat exercises, even the little demon girl of Feng Suixing can't beat it, what if she is injured?

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang got up from the bed, perhaps in order to retain the elegance of the countryside, this thatched hut was quite casual when it was built, far from being impermeable, and the wind of this autumn night was a little sloppy, and Qiu Fang couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly when pacing back and forth in the house.

What if I go down the mountain without permission?

Qiu Fang thought in his heart, if something really happened in the door, how could he watch the fire from the other side, although he was safe, it was against his temperament.

But if you go down the mountain quietly, will it ruin the plans of the uncles?

Qiu Fang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around all the time, even forgetting that he still had two crucian carp that had not yet eaten, but anxiety had already occupied the space for the existence of hunger, and even the boy's stomach did not dare to bark anymore.

"Do you sleep?" Ah Yu's voice came to Qiu Fang's ears, and it seemed that Qiu Fang's behavior made her quite annoyed.

"Where can I sleep here?"

Qiu Fang replied angrily, usually he is as gentle as jade, and he will never get angry with people casually, but at this time, he is anxious in his heart, and Ah Yu's strange question is like adding fuel to the fire, coupled with many days of contact, the relationship between the two has been brought a little closer, and Qiu Fang's tone has naturally become less easy to hear.

"If you're worried, just go." Ah Yu seemed to guess what Qiu Fang was anxious about, and said coldly, as if this was a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning, why bother with such a sad face.

Qiu Fang heard this, but he didn't answer, in the past, he must have rushed down the mountain desperately, even if he didn't want to fight for his life, he had to share life and death with Mo Zong. But after this experience in Mozong, he also understood what it means to be a small and unbearable plot, Zhou Zong tried his best to do his best for the Dongji Gate, since he chose not to pass him back to the door, it must be that the matter is still under control, not to mention, Xiong Junqi is still on the mountain, and the mountain is naturally not the time to burn his eyebrows.

Perhaps at this time, believing in Zhou Zong's choice is the clear way.

Thinking about this, Qiu Fang lay back on the bed, although he couldn't go down the mountain, he couldn't sleep either, so he looked at the beam of the house stupidly, and the thoughts in his mind were surging.

If Xiong Junqi knew that his casual perfunctory sentence had made the young man's mentality collapse, I don't know how he would feel?

The night was extremely long, tossing and turning, it was already the second half of the night, the mountains were extremely quiet, only the sound of gurgling streams and the wind blowing the fallen leaves, and occasionally one or two insect chirping and frog calls, drifting away with the wind, sent into the ears of the autumn boat.

Qiu Fang didn't know how long he had been lying like this, but he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and fatigue was coming, and he felt groggy and woke up like a dream.

In this way, the night passed, suddenly heard the rooster crowing, the autumn boat slowly opened the sleepy eyes, and then the window out to see the sky, the autumn night is a little longer, the east is still groggy, the sky is only bright.

"Senior Brother Qiufang is here?"

A cautious voice came from outside the door, and he didn't forget to look at the door of the hut where Qiu Fang was located.

The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, how could an unknown disciple suddenly appear on the Spirit Mountain this month?

Could it be that he was also sent to the mountain for the same crime? Or... Is there a big change in the door, and the uncles call me to help?

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang trembled all over his body, rolled up from the bed, and hurriedly rushed to the door, shouting while not listening to his steps: "Here, here."

The door opened, and what greeted Qiu Fang's eyes was a slender disciple with a rather delicate appearance, who was wearing a plain black robe that was no different from other ordinary disciples, with gold silk edges, a white leather belt, and a cloth pocket full of talismans around his waist. Behind him were several large yellow cloth packages, which were full of stuffed objects from the outside, and it was no surprise that he had brought them up the mountain alone

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"Hello, Senior Brother Qiufang."

Seeing Qiufang's panicked appearance when he opened the door, the thin disciple was obviously a little stunned, but he still didn't dare to lose his etiquette, and hurriedly bowed his hand.

Qiu Fang didn't have a polite leisure with him, and what he wanted to know most at this moment was what the battle situation in the door was.

"Are you alright, uncles?"

Xiuqi disciple Quan Dangqiu Fang was always concerned about the health and comfort of the elders in the door, and he didn't think there was anything special, so he said indifferently, "The uncles and uncles are all fine."

"That's... How's the battle going?"

After receiving the other party's affirmative answer, Qiu Fang raised his eyebrows, feeling a little relieved, but he didn't dare to completely put his mind at ease, and asked urgently.

Wu Qiufang came up with such a sentence for no reason, and the thin disciple really couldn't find the north, he frowned slightly and was stunned for a moment, and made an incredible sound in his throat, and finally muttered, "What does Senior Brother know about the battle situation?"

Qiu Fang tilted his head slightly, and said suspiciously, "It's not the Mo Sect that is here to commit the crime?"

"I don't know where Senior Brother Qiufang heard about it, at least when Senior Brother goes out, he is still fine." When the thin disciple heard that the Mo Sect was coming, his heart sank, and he hurriedly replied.

"When did you get out?"

"It's time."

"What about now?"

"Perhaps... It's almost time."

"I see."

Qiu Fang's words fell, followed by a long sigh of relief, and his eyes seemed to be filled with light, shining brightly.

"Senior Brother Qiufang?" Seeing that Qiu Fang was silent, the thin disciple asked in a low voice.

Qiu Fang came back to his senses at this time, he already knew in his heart that the so-called attack on the door was just his own speculation, Feng Zheng is not a fool, if he wants to attack the East Pole Gate, he will naturally pick the dead of night, and those who are familiar with the art of war know that the weakest time for defense is at night.

Since it was almost dawn when this disciple went out, the Dongji Gate must be safe and sound, thinking of this, the panic in his heart finally dissipated, and he cleared his throat and said, "It's okay, it's okay, but what's the important thing for the junior brother to come this time?"

"Uncle Ten ordered me to send some change of clothes, vegetables and fruits, and asked Senior Brother to take a look."

Seeing Qiu Fang cut to the point, the thin disciple let go of half of his body, and several rhubarb packages behind him appeared in front of Qiu Fang's eyes one by one.

When Qiu Fang heard this, he suddenly nodded and said, "There is Senior Brother Lao."

The young man had never seen this thin disciple before, and he didn't know the name of the other party, but after the Demon Deeper Conference, there was no one in the sect who had never heard of Qiu Fang's name, and he said even more respectfully to him: "Yes, then the senior brother will go back to resume his life and not disturb the senior brother's cultivation."

Seeing that the other party was so deferential, Qiu Fang felt a little confused on his face, so he also said goodbye: "Then the foolish brother won't send it."

Seeing the thin disciple go away, Qiu Fang gathered several yellow cloth packages into the house, and separated and placed them, several of which were indeed tailored to his size, the young man thought for a while, and finally was willing to replace the shabby robe that he had passed on for an unknown number of years, although this robe was given to him by Yan Qingyun, but it had already faded, since the clothes of the people under the Mo Sect could be worn, why should the clothes of the East Pole Gate itself not be worn?

Thinking about this section, the young man finally changed into the black robe of the East Pole Gate, but the gold thread was trimmed, and the corner of the clothes was faintly painted with a winged flying bird, and only one foot was standing under his body, Qiu Fang didn't know what this strange bird was, but he had seen the same pattern on Zhou Zong's robe.

At this time, Qiu Fang didn't want to care about these objects, just picked a few bundles of vegetables, washed them in the kitchen, skillfully lit a fire and boiled water, and prepared for today's food.

"Is Miss Fish there?" Qiu Fang asked in a low voice, Ah Yu didn't open his mouth for a while, and he didn't know if he was asleep or what.

Ah Yu was everywhere, and said coldly, "Speak."

"Do you think the snake will be attracted again?"

Qiu Fang asked while neatly cutting open the belly of a young chicken and taking out the internal organs one by one.

"How do I know?" Ah Yu's tone was a little impatient, as if he was disgusted with Qiu Fang's question.

Knowing that Ah Yu has always had a bad temper, Qiu Fang didn't care too much, but when he was cooking, he had nothing to do, so he chatted with Ah Yu: "You demon clan has a lot of means."

When Ah Yu heard this, he replied as a matter of course, "That's nature, we are born with many secret methods, which are different from you."

"In this way, it's better to be a monster than a human, at least save you the trouble of cultivation." Qiu Fang echoed and said, whether it is a human or a demon, he has no prejudice, for him, as long as it is a creature that exists in this world, it has its own meaning of existence.

"But when I heard about demons, I can't leave the demon realm." Ah Yu said with a deep groan.

This time, Chang Qiufang was stunned, he stopped his hand that was deboning, and wondered, "Why can you leave?"

"I'm not in the Demon Domain, so why don't I leave."

"No wonder you said you hadn't seen any other demons." Qiu Fang nodded thoughtfully, and then diverted the topic, "What kind of treasure do you guess the snake is guarding?"

"You want to know?"

"Everyone has a sense of curiosity."

The two of them chatted without a harmony, the water in the pot boiled, the boiling heat rose to the sky, the kitchen was full of heavy fireworks, and the fragrance of green onions, ginger and garlic after entering the pot also faintly wafted, Qiu Fang remembered that he had not eaten since last night, and his stomach couldn't help but scream a few times.

"If you want to know, kill it." Ah Yu said indifferently, as if this was a normal thing.

"Kill?" Qiu Fang muttered and repeated, and then said, "I don't want to hurt its life, besides, Uncle Ninth has an order to go first, and we are not allowed to act recklessly."

Ah Yu had nothing to do with Xiong Junqi, and when he heard Qiu Fang's words, he was naturally dissatisfied, and snorted coldly: "He's just your uncle."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with itself.

Qiu Fang didn't care, just raised his head slightly, and asked while thinking, "I don't know if it's seriously injured."

"It's not heavy, but it's not light." Ah Yu replied coldly.

Qiu Fang was silent for a while, although the work in his hands did not stop, he was obviously thinking about something in his heart.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "Glutton, you must be greedy, according to the words of the Ninth Uncle, the gluttonous snake is still kind to the disciples in our sect, my Taoism is meager, although I can't do anything, I can make some delicious food and send it to make amends."

"You—" Ah Yu said a word and then shut up again.

Qiu Fang raised his eyebrows, looked at the chickens that were about to lay in his hands, and showed a shallow smile.