Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and Jiu Ye walked away angrily.

Wan He pulled down the quilt and stared at the tent in trance.

There are many things that are entangled in my mind. Why did Xuan She choose her to be the master?

Does Yan Mo believe her?

What happened to Jiuye's six tails?

In the early morning, Zhu Er's screams sounded outside the window. She came to the window with two dark circles under her eyes: "Hey, what are your instructions this early in the morning, Miss Zhu?"

Zhu'er has been coming more frequently recently, because every time she comes, she can get a few pills to eat. Zhu'er takes the pills not to replenish her spiritual power, but to absorb the true Samadhi that Wan He has ignited with her sacred fire spirit veins. fire.

Alchemy pays attention to the grade of spiritual herbs, and even more to water and fire.

Spiritual grass is easy to study, but water and fire are difficult to deal with.

Therefore, Yao Yu's elixir was very pure and honest, while Wan He's elixir was more domineering and fierce.

Didn’t the shopkeeper of the elixir shop think that Wan He’s elixirs came from the hands of Yaosuo, the top-quality pure water spirit pulse of Leiyin Sect?

Of course, Wan He didn't know anything about this herself. She originally thought she had a useless spirit vein, but then Elder Qiu clicked on her and said she had a fire spirit vein. The useless spirit vein didn't count, but she just became enlightened later.

Therefore, she always thought that she was an ordinary fire spirit vein. Because she came from time-to-time, she didn't know what other ordinary fire spirit veins were like when they made pills. She thought she was the only one like her. With a flick of her finger, red flames erupted. Burn up.

The flame can beat according to her heart, become as big as it wants, stay as warm as it wants, and burn for as long as it wants without burning too much.

It was as if she had a soul and a life, and the flame came alive in her hands.

Zhu'er swallowed a pill, flapped her wings, and looked towards Feitian Pavilion.

"Feitian Pavilion? I'm not going. I didn't sleep well last night and I want to sleep again!"

Wan He climbed onto the bed, and Zhu Er behind him was so anxious that he could only hold back a sentence for the child: "Don't sleep, the demon slaying conference is here to notify you!"

Wan He waved his hand: "Come if you want, I won't participate..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her eyes suddenly and quickly got up to look at Zhu'er who had a dull look on her face.

"Zule, have you spoken?"

Zhu'er opened her mouth, and a ball of flame spurted out, almost lifting Wan He's talisman.

"What pill did you just give me?"

Her voice is very soft, and I feel that in human form she will be a very gentle and good girl.

Wan He scratched his head: "I have been practicing the Nine-Nine Universe Pill for 81 days!"

Zhuer understood that she must have absorbed all the 81 days of samadhi true fire before she could break through the Nascent Soul.

Can she speak human language too?

She can finally speak human language!

800 years, my unforgettable wish——

Especially after seeing the 500-year-old Taoist monk, who was able to chatter endlessly for nine nights, her desire to talk was unprecedentedly high.

"Thank you Xiaoqi, I'll go back to Cangya Peak first!"

Zhu Er flapped her wings and left, Wan He smiled, he must have been busy going back to Yan Mo to report the good news.

She was also happy, and just when she was about to have a good sleep, a transmission note arrived.

"Xiao Qi, come to Feitian Pavilion to report!"

Wan He was lazy and knew that it was about the demon slaying conference. She was injured just yesterday, so she had every reason not to participate.

Her original intention was to keep quiet and not let Yao Yu notice her. The New Life Secret Realm Conference was originally very low-key. Who would have thought that the masters of the major sects had the memory stones of the entire secret realm in their hands, so they just cowered her and made up her identity. The record of the incident was crystal clear.

Her name was discussed among all the major sects, and it has become a mythical legend.

The limelight has overshadowed the heroine Yao Yu.

Yao Yu still doesn't know how to curse her in the Leiyin Sect, so she will not participate in any future programs.

As for the secret realm of rebirth, it was also an accident.

Wan He lay on the pillow and slept soundly, completely ignoring Elder Qiu's transmission notes.

The result was a sound transmission note that thundered with thunder. It had no content, but the sound of the explosion was huge.

Wan He jumped up from the bed with a start, without even opening his eyes. He took his coat, threw a teleportation talisman, and disappeared into the room.

In Feitian Pavilion, there are seven direct disciples, ten inner disciples, and ten outer disciples, standing neatly.

Elder Qiu glanced at Wan He, who was yawning, and spoke in a loud voice.

“In this demon-killing conference, the hope of the Snow Region lies with you.

you……"

I don’t know what Wan He said, but the general meaning is that they are hope, they are the future, and they must do their best to perform their duties to catch demon cultivators, clear the path of demons, promote the path of immortality, support justice, save lives and heal the wounded, save others and themselves, and ascend as soon as possible. Barabara and the like.

Yan Dan bumped his shoulder against Wan He, who was wandering in a daze: "Little junior sister, is your injury better?"

Wan He: "It's not bad, the scar hasn't gone away yet!"

Yan Dan felt distressed: "Does it hurt?"

“Senior brother, you’ll know after you try it!”

"No, no, no, can you do the Demon Slayer Conference?"

"Can I not participate?" Wan He said this at the right time.

There were still whispers underneath, but for some reason, when she said these words, they suddenly became quiet.

Only Wan He's "Can you not participate?" clearly fell on everyone's ears.

The outer disciples all laughed. They knew that there was a new junior sister among the direct disciples. She didn't like to practice all day long. She only liked tinkering with bottles and jars of various elixirs. She also shone in the New Life Secret Realm Conference a few days ago. , catching other sects off guard.

Therefore, their smiles are tolerant and doting, and they even hope that the elders will promise the junior sister that they will not participate if she does not participate.

Inner disciples often come into contact with direct disciples and have many rules. They dare not laugh, but they don't mean to laugh.

The other six direct disciples, except for Yan Zhong and Yan Yi, all looked at Wan He.

Yan Tong was worried: "Elder, my junior sister is injured. She will recuperate at home during this demon-killing conference, right?"

Yan Yang agreed: "Elder, my junior sister is still young and has only been here for eight or nine months. The Demon Slayer Convention is extremely dangerous. Why don't we wait until next time to allow our junior sister to participate?"

Yan Dan nodded heavily: "My lord, I second the proposal!"

Yan Xiu paused for two seconds: "Elder, I too..."

"Yan Zhong, what do you think?"

Elder Qiu asked Yan Zhong, who met his gaze: "Disciple thinks that junior brother and junior sisters are right!"

"Lao Wu, what about you?"

Yan Yi's answer was unexpected: "Junior sister wants to participate, so I will protect her. But if junior sister doesn't want to participate, I will record interesting things and send them to her!"

"Wow!!!"

"Wow!!!"

"Fifth senior brother is no exception. He dotes on his little junior sister too much..."

"Junior sister, she is worth it. All the senior brothers and sisters are pampering little junior sister. I am so envious!"

Waves of emotion and lamentation erupted from below.