Since my younger sister got sick, she often said that she saw ghosts. Everyone thought she was getting worse and worse. No one dared to take it as real.

After entering the Qingyun Sect, the little sister remained unconscious and occasionally woke up and fell into a coma. Unexpectedly, when she saw Jun Fei today, she said those nonsense again.

"There is nothing behind me, you've read it wrong." Looking at the child's appearance, Jun Feiran squatted down again and reached out to touch the back of her ears.

His eyes narrowed, and it was indeed the case.

This is a mysterious Yin body. A woman born in a yin year, yin month, yin day, yin. No wonder she sees things that ordinary people cannot see. This physique is half human and half ghost.

"Brother Jun, can my little sister be cured?" Xiao Fei asked worriedly with a bitter face.

"You take this thing and take a drop of it for her every day. Whether it can be good depends on whether she has courage."

Being born to see these things represents her life of disasters and difficulties. In addition, this Qingyun Sect is built on the former site of Jushanmen.

Not all the cultivators who died here were able to reincarnate safely. I don’t know how many souls that remained here have been captured by evil cultivators over the years.

But there are still many left behind. If this child wants to survive, he has to endure it. Because this kind of life will accompany her throughout her life.

After coming out of the thatched hut, Jun Feiran walked silently on the mountain peak. The disciples passing by saw his figure from afar and ran away.

Among these disciples, he is the only one who is an adult, and he goes to the class with those children. The weirder it is.

Everyone wants me to be the male lead by arrogance?

No one from the Qingyun Sect had any objections to this.

This is true for him, and the same is true for the Huang Shen Leopard.

The former residence on Qingfeng Mountain had long been destroyed, and Jun Feiran stood in a place full of seven-star grass. The robes of the Qingyun School were sky blue, and the wide robes were blown by the wind to touch people.

It seems to be passing by the wind at any time.

"Master, they have gone to the thirty-eight realms." A low voice rang in his ears.

Jun Feiran blinked and looked at the seven-star grass with a calm expression: "The famous family is here... how good?"

"Of course, those old people dare to treat their master like this, but Miss Su asked Yibao Pavilion to bring you some things, but they were all taken away by those old people."

The figure in the dark said in anger.

What did she buy? Or did she find any medicinal materials to cure his illness?

"Ha!" Su Ruqing rubbed his nose and put the pills in his hand into jade boxes in a variety of categories.

"Are you sick?" Aohen crossed his legs, holding a wine pot in his hand. Hearing the sound of her sneezing, he turned his head and asked.

He gave him a blank look, Su Ruqing speeded up his movements, packed the last few boxes, then stood up from the ground, and kicked the person blocking the way. "Get up quickly, after sending these things to the Qi Treasure Pavilion, we will leave!"

It has been three months since they left the Thirty-Eight Realms. Recently, Aohen has plundered countless medicinal materials from the branch of Yibao Pavilion. Fortunately, someone in Yibao Pavilion knows the reason why she wants these medicinal materials.

But she confiscated her for a penny, but she only asked her to refine the pills and give her a few to the Yi Treasure Pavilion.
Chapter completed!