The little crow with puzzled eyes finally figured out what this meal was after it was served, and its eyes lit up with joy, and it listed this meal as the most delicious thing in the world, and it couldn't care about its slender beak and couldn't eat anything.

"Master, this, this ......"

It flapped its wings, commanding itself, the cheap master, at its service.

Yan Zhuo glanced at it with a faint smile, and sandwiched what it wanted to eat on the plate in front of it. She swept her gaze and saw that it was eating with a mouth full of oil, and there was a mess in front of it, and there was a pile of bones in a dish next to it......

At such a young age, I can eat it like this, and it is so delicious, I really don't know who I followed.

Yan Zhuo pursed his lips and opened his eyes speechlessly.

She got up, walked inside, left all the food on the table outside to the little crow, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Her divine consciousness was gradually released, slowly covering the entire Zhenguo Mansion.

The appearance of Yan Yun'er that I saw a few days ago was still shaking in front of her eyes.

She wasn't surprised by her beauty, but she always felt in her heart that something was wrong with her. Where the hell was it?

Now, she has nothing else to do, so she also uses the divine sense commonly used by cultivators to cover the entire mansion and carefully explore the strange places in this mansion.

Xing Zi, Qing Dai, and Guo Yang discovered this divine consciousness for the first time, but they were also familiar with who owned this divine consciousness, and they were only surprised in their hearts that Miss's cultivation was more profound, but they had no other expressions.

Yan Zhuo's consciousness gradually approached the west courtyard where the second aunt was, and the west courtyard was now deserted, and only the second aunt was sitting alone in the house. She just sat quietly, with a smile on her face from time to time, as if she was reminiscing about the past, without half a trace of resentment and sadness.

This man is in a very good state of mind.

Yan Zhuo's divine sense walked casually and walked towards Yan Yun'er's room.

In the distance, she seemed to hear some noise, but when her divine sense reached out, it was quiet.

Yan Yun'er was sitting in front of the desk, tracing the font, her expression was focused, her lips were tightly pursed, her forehead was a little screaming, looking at the paper on which she was writing, there were already several sheets written.

When did Yan Yun'er have such a good mood?

Yan Zhuo was surprised in her heart, and took a closer look at her house, the decoration and arrangement were still as luxurious as ever, but now that there were fewer people available around her, she didn't seem to be in the mood to take care of these things, and they were placed casually, and there was no life in it.

In the house, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Yan Zhuo's brows furrowed slightly.

Everything in front of her, she always felt a sense of disobedience, and she couldn't say where it was disobedient.

What happened to Yan Yun'er during this time, and how is it like a mystery now, making her unpredictable?

Could it be that she was thinking too much?

She shook her head.

The sixth sense made her not want to let go easily, but now she has seen it up and down, inside and out, and it is completely fruitless, although she is unwilling in her heart, she has to give up.

Yan Zhuo's divine consciousness finally swept slightly, and he was ready to evacuate his divine consciousness.

Wait a minute!

What is that!

Yan Zhuo's divine consciousness, which was about to be withdrawn, stopped again.

Under the bed, there seems to be something unusual.

She seemed to hear some voices just now, and if she looked closely, she could see a small corner of her clothes under the bed.

What is that?

Her mind was ready to go deeper.

Closer, closer.

The mystery seemed to be about to open before her eyes.

Yan Zhuo held his breath and concentrated, and he was about to approach.

Suddenly!

In the distance, an even more powerful divine consciousness swept in.

Could it be that her divine sense attracted the others?

Isn't it the man in white?

Yan Zhuo was shocked in his heart, and he didn't care about exploring the secret under Yan Yun'er's bed, so he hurriedly took his divine sense back.

She opened her eyes, restrained her breath, and said that the little crow who was hazy and didn't know what to eat received the space, and hurriedly walked to the desk to practice calligraphy, and waited for a cup of tea, which was much more powerful than her divine sense, and then retreated.

It's dangerous.

Yan Zhuo sighed secretly, and secretly woke up in his heart.

In this mixed Kyoto, it is better for her to use less divine sense, so as not to catch fire. It's too presumptuous to be like this today.

Wrong!

She had just come to her senses, but she felt something unusual.

Yan Zhuo looked at the brush in his hand.

When Yan Yun'er practiced calligraphy just now, the brush she was holding didn't seem to be dipped in ink, and she was only tracing on the words she had already written, just like she is now!

She's pretending!

Yan Zhuo's heart suddenly realized, and he was full of doubts.

Why is she pretending?

What was she doing? What was there to hide? Was it related to the secret under her bed?

So how does she know she can see?

Yan Zhuo was taken aback by what he had come up with.

Could it be that Yan Yun'er can actually discover her divine sense?!

But there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on her body, why is this?

She has changed in this life, and the things around her have also changed intentionally or unintentionally.

Since she cultivated spiritual power, she no longer had the intention of seeing Yan Yun'er as her opponent, because immortal cultivators are different from mortals after all, and clinging to her will only make her state of mind unable to exist, but now, her changes have exceeded her expectations, making her vigilant!

Yan Zhuo really wanted to explore it again, but she had already startled the snake, and this divine sense could no longer be used, so she was really powerless.

She sighed, ready to find another opportunity to explore it later.

Now, she still honestly went back to the space to cultivate.

That more powerful divine consciousness can't be said to be the man in white. He suffered a dumb loss at their hands last time, and he may still be looking for her.

It is better to defend against thousands of defenses, than to defend with strength.

She closed her eyes, hid the glint in them, and fell into a state of concentration again.

The little black crow originally wanted to complain to her about her sudden fall into the space, but now it's okay, as soon as her master comes in, she cultivates again, so that it can't say a word, so she can only hold her breath.

It casually pecked a herb to vent, and its sharp mouth pecked the herb in three or two clicks, and the grass and wood aura did not block it in the slightest, and directly entered its body.

Oh my God! It feels so bad in its mouth, it's so bitter, it's a little spicy! Where is it as good as the "food" he just ate?

It's a real struggle.

The little black crow spit out the things in its mouth, and hurriedly flew to the side of Bai Yuquan to drink a few sips of water, it raised its head, facing the sky, with a sad face, and couldn't help but want to scream.

When you meet such a master who only knows how to cultivate, is it too boring for beasts?

It wants to cry......