Chu Yifan endured the severe pain and slowly stood up, glanced at the man, there was anger in his expression, and said, "I didn't make those things, why are you beating people!"

The man smiled contemptuously, "Yo... What's wrong with me beating you, little handyman, what can you do with me! Don't say beat you, even if I kill you, no one can stop me!" When the words fell, I saw the short sword in the man's hand tremble slightly, unsheathed, and landed on Chu Yifan's neck.

Chu Yifan gritted his teeth, his face did not change, and he still stood there motionless, staring directly at the person in front of him. Seeing this, the man continued, "It's quite tough! It just so happens that my spirit dog hasn't eaten meat for a long time, so I'll take you to relieve its cravings, Senior Brother Han, take this person away!"

At this moment, Mo Fusheng hurriedly came, panting and saying, "Senior Brother Mu Yu, wait, you can't take him away!"

Mu Yu glanced at Mo Fusheng and chuckled: "The steward of the miscellaneous house also dares to block my way, hurry up and disperse, otherwise I will take you away and feed the dogs!

Mo Fusheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Senior Brother Mu Yu, you don't know, this person was personally brought back by the Palm Palace, and was brought to the miscellaneous room by Senior Brother Luo Chen half a month ago, if you take him away, it will be difficult for the Palm Palace to explain!"

Hearing this, Mu Yu and the others were stunned for a moment, and then Bai Han whispered: "Senior Brother Yu, if Mo Fusheng's words are true, this kid is really brought back by the palace, and we will kill him like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain in the future!"

Mu Yu snorted lightly and looked at Chu Yifan coldly: "Since you are the person in charge of the palace, I will let you go today, but don't forget, you are just a handyman, even if you have the backer of the palace, if I want you to die, you will not live!"

When the words fell, Mu Yu and the others waved their sleeves and left the miscellaneous room. Looking at the back of Mu Yu and the others leaving, Chu Yifan's fist squeaked, and he secretly swore that one day he would return what he had just said to Mu Yu. Mo Fusheng sighed, walked to Chu Yifan's side, and asked, "Senior Brother Yifan, are you okay?"

Chu Yifan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "It's okay!"

Mo Fusheng looked at the rotten meat and rotten vegetables on the disk, and then said: "This group of god-killing Guangyuan Peak disciples are too deceitful!"

Chu Yifan also looked at the rotten meat and rotten vegetables, and asked, "Senior Brother Fusheng, what is going on? These are obviously not done by me, but why are they..."

Mo Fusheng interrupted Chu Yifan's words, and said helplessly: "This is because they have nothing to do, they make something out of nothing, and when they are unhappy, they use various reasons to find trouble in our miscellaneous room, before you came here, several junior disciples were taken away by them, and they never returned, and there was no trace of them again!"

"That's it, this group of people rely on the fact that they are disciples of the inner palace of Guangyuan Peak, and they come to trouble our miscellaneous room every once in a while, it's really hateful!"

A thin man in the service room, about fifteen or sixteen years old, said.

At this moment, a fire ignited in Chu Yifan's heart, and he knew that this fire would not be extinguished until he trampled Mu Yu under his feet. After a long time, Chu Yifan spoke: "Isn't there anyone in Guangyuan Peak to take care of them?"

"The people of Guangyuan Peak are all like this, besides, in this Beili Palace, who cares about the life or death of a miscellaneous servant!" Mo Fusheng glanced at Chu Yifan and continued: "But don't worry, Senior Brother Yifan, since they know that you are the person in charge of the palace, they should not come to trouble you again!"

Early the next morning, Chu Yifan was awakened by a scream, he sat up, and saw people in other rooms running frantically outside, he turned over and got out of bed, pushed the door out, grabbed a person and asked suspiciously, "What happened?"

The man pushed Chu Yifan's hand away, and while continuing to run wildly, he replied, "Senior Sister Jiuge is here, Senior Sister Jiuge is here..."

Chu Yifan rubbed his eyes, looked at everyone's extremely excited appearance, and muttered, "Who is Senior Sister Jiuge? Is it necessary to be so excited?" When the words fell, Chu Yifan also followed everyone and walked out, but his face was not excited, and some were sleepy.

At this moment, the pill platform outside the miscellaneous room was already full of people, all of them tiptoeing to look into the distance, Chu Yifan yawned, and with everyone's eyes, he didn't see anything except the thick white fog.

Chu Yifan patted the person beside him and asked, "What are you all looking at?" The man didn't answer Chu Yifan, as if he hadn't heard Chu Yifan's words.

Chu Yifan took a deep breath and was about to walk back, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "It's coming... Here it is..."Suddenly, whole

The screams on the table continued, and the pot exploded.

At this time, Chu Yifan followed everyone's gaze again, and saw a figure flickering in the thick white mist, and in an instant, three figures flew out and landed on the stone pillar next to the Dantai.

"Senior Sister Jiuge..."

"Senior Sister Jiuge is worthy of being the Tianjiao of Feng Ming Peak..."

From a distance, these three people are like immortals, standing proudly in the world, like fairies descending to earth, which makes people dare not force their eyes. Then look at the person standing in the middle, a purple dress fluttering in the wind, a long hair pouring down, a purple shirt like a flower, a long sword like snow, indescribably beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar. The three of them landed on the Dantai one after another, and at this time, the crowd of the Dantai spread out from the middle to both sides, giving the three of them a road that was about one foot wide. When the three of them slowly approached, Chu Yifan was stunned on the spot, as if he had become a puppet, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in the middle. He clearly saw that she had a snow-white melon seed face, and a pair of dark and shining eyes flashed under her slender eyebrows, revealing a bright light. Her skin is like clotted fat, white and red, gentle as jade, crystal clear, black and shiny eyes are like a thousand-year-old iceberg. There is a seductive state in that cold arrogance and agility, which makes people have to be haunted by dreams.

Seeing that the three of them were getting closer and closer, but Chu Yifan had no intention of getting out of the way, it was not that he didn't want to get out of the way at the moment, but that he had forgotten to get out of the way.

The three of them came to Chu Yifan, and one of the women said in a cold voice, "Why are you in front of Senior Sister Jiuge?"

"Hmm?ah?..." Chu Yifan reacted, and quickly dodged away at this moment, and the three of them walked forward, and the woman in the middle glanced at Chu Yifan as she passed by.

The three of them stopped when they reached the door of the miscellaneous room, and one of them spoke, "Where is Mo Fusheng?"

When the words fell, I saw Mo Fusheng squeeze out of the crowd, and hurriedly replied: "Senior Sister Wu Han, Fusheng is here!"

The man glanced at Mo Fusheng, patted the cloth around his waist, and a person appeared from inside and fell to the ground, about thirteen or fourteen years old. Immediately afterwards, the man said coldly: "This is the monk from the Southern Regions Miao Jiang who has returned from Senior Sister Jiuge, she already has a layer of Qi cultivation on her body, and she will stay in the miscellaneous room for the time being, you have to take good care of it!"

Mo Fusheng immediately clenched his fists and said, "Please rest assured, three senior sisters!" After a while, the three women turned into a long rainbow and stepped away in the direction of Fengming Peak.

With the departure of the three of them, the people on the Dantai also went back to the house, only Chu Yifan was still standing in place stupidly, as if his soul had been hooked away, his eyes were shining, and he looked directly at the direction where the three people left. At this time, Mo Fusheng came to his side and coughed dryly: "The person has flown away, don't stand here like a fool!"

Chu Yifan smiled, he had never seen such a good-looking woman, he seemed to see a trace of tenderness under that cold face, and saw a kind of déjà vu. He followed behind Mo Fusheng and hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Fusheng, is the woman standing in the middle just now Senior Sister Jiuge?"

Mo Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "That's right, she is Feng Jiu Ge, Feng Mingfeng's personal disciple of Xuanru Zhenren." I warn you, just look at this man from afar, don't think anything, or you'll die a miserable death!"

"Why? As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty!" Between the words, Chu Yifan's eyes exuded golden light.

Seeing this, Mo Fusheng shook his head and sighed, and said no more. After a while, Mo Fusheng's voice came from the miscellaneous room: "Now we don't have any extra room here for this junior brother, no... Senior sister, is any of you willing to give her the room?" As soon as the words ended, there was an uproar in the audience.

"I do..."

"I'd too..."

Everyone stood up one after another, scrambling to give up their room to this new little junior sister, only Chu Yifan sat there quietly without saying a word. Seeing this, Mo Fusheng said loudly: "Quiet and quiet... We haven't had a female disciple in the miscellaneous room for many years, look at the appearance of you five big and three coarse, don't scare the little junior sister! Since you are all willing, then draw lots to decide, whoever I catch will give up the room, how about it?" everyone nodded one after another.

Everyone wrote their names on a piece of paper, and then kneaded them into paper balls and put them on the wooden table, Mo Fusheng stood by the wooden table and coughed dryly: "Then I'll start catching!"

Mo Fusheng's hand was back and forth on the top of the paper ball, and after a while, he grabbed a paper ball and slowly opened it, and everyone immediately looked at it, only to see the three words "Chu Yifan" written crookedly on the paper.

Mo Fusheng sighed secretly, and said in his heart, why not me! After a while, he spoke: "Senior Brother Yifan, your luck is good, hurry up and clean up your room, it doesn't belong to you anymore!"

Chu Yifan was stunned for a moment: "Then where do I sleep at night?"

"If you don't mind, you can squeeze me!" Mo Fusheng whispered.

Chu Yifan had a disgusted expression on his face, smiled hehe, and said, "Don't don't, I see that there is a vacant space in the firewood room, so it's better for me to move there!"

Everyone left one after another in laughter, and then a voice came from behind Chu Yifan: "Thank you, my name is Miao Liangqin, what's your name?"

Looking back, he saw the female disciple who had just come to the miscellaneous room standing behind him, and Chu Yifan immediately replied, "My name is Chu Yifan!"

Time passed, night fell, Chu Yifan couldn't sleep in the firewood room, his mind was full of the scene on the Dantai during the day, the woman in purple clothes with a cold face was like a brand from that moment on, deeply imprinted in his heart. One glance is for life, and at this glance, Chu Yifan can no longer extricate himself!