Although Bo Chi promised the leader that he would return to the sect, he was a little timid to be alone. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to carry the 'Yu Zhao' he drew with him, intending to draw courage from his paper wife.

What surprised her was that not long after she hung the scroll, the leader appeared in front of her like a ghost and asked in a scary tone, "Why did you bring this here?"

Bo Chi was afraid that the leader still had bad intentions towards him, so he immediately looked at the painting with deep affection: "Because the person in the painting is my sweetheart, I want to see her all the time, so I carry this painting made for her with me... Leader, you are so magnanimous, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Yu Zhao: “…”

I was a bit bothered by it.

But since her little witch loves her so much, nothing else matters!

Yu Zhao curled his lips slightly, revealing a smile on his masked face, and looked at the painting again in a good mood.

Looking around...

Why is the presence of this Siberian tiger still so strong?

Yu Zhao was silent.

Bo Chi was confused and asked cautiously, "Master?"

Yu Zhao closed her eyes, as if trying to erase the evil Siberian tiger from her memory. After taking a deep breath, she said, "There are too many things in your room. It's not suitable for practicing martial arts. Come out first... You are not allowed to take that painting!"

Bo Chi put down his hand angrily: "Oh."

The Demon Cult's headquarters is in Kunlun Mountain, far away from Jingzhou, and its branches are spread all over the world, with bases in Jiangnan and Nanjing. This time, Bo Chi came to the branch outside Jingzhou.

There weren't many people in the branch sect. Bo Chi walked all the way to the martial arts hall and only saw maids cleaning with their heads down.

Without waiting for her to look any further, Yu Zhao unexpectedly pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head and stare at him: "Did you hear everything I just said?"

Bo Chi: “Ah?”

Veins popped up on Yu Zhao's forehead. She waved her hand to send away the annoying stranger. After Bo Chi looked at her obediently, she hummed with satisfaction and said, "You were secretly injured because your martial arts skills are too poor. Now that your injuries have healed, you should practice martial arts well in this martial arts hall. You are not allowed to come out and assassinate the leader of the martial arts world until you have achieved perfection. Do you hear me?"

Bo Chi was stunned for a moment, and heard the concern behind the stern words of the leader. He couldn't help but stammered uncomfortably: "Well... Thank you, leader."

Yu Zhao raised his red lips slightly, loosened his hand, and said in a softer tone: "Go ahead and practice, I will always be here watching you and will not let you get hurt again."

Bo Chi looked at the plum blossom pile not far away and nodded reluctantly.

Just as Yu Zhao said, during this morning's practice, whenever Bo Chi fell, she would be the first to fly over and catch him.

Although her safety was guaranteed, Bo Chi was extremely averse to contact with strangers. This idea indirectly promoted her martial arts practice, allowing her to stimulate her potential and completely master Qinggong in just one day. She never let Yu Zhao hug her again.

Yu Zhao was pleased with her talent, but also felt a little regretful...

In the evening, when night falls, clusters of lights flicker and illuminate the huge branch as bright as day.

Yu Zhao had been watching Bo Chi practicing martial arts for a whole day. Now that he had taken a break, he wanted to get closer to the girl: "Are you tired? There is a hot spring in the back mountain. If you want to relax your muscles and bones and relieve your fatigue, why not go there and take a dip?"

Bo Chi was exhausted, but she was still cautious when facing outsiders: "Thank you, Master. I'm not tired."

Yu Zhao glanced at her trembling calves and continued, "Then have dinner with me?"

Bo Chi gritted his teeth stubbornly: "I'm not hungry."

Yu Zhao listened to her rumbling stomach and remained silent for two seconds, still unwilling to give up: "Then——"

Bo Chi interrupted directly and said in one breath: "Then I will go back to my room first. Master, please rest early. Goodbye!"

After she said that, she slipped away without looking back.

As soon as Yu Zhao opened his mouth, he saw her running away. He stared at the empty eaves for a long time, and finally hated her inwardly: "She ran so fast... I should have known not to let her learn Qinggong first."

On the other side, Bo Chi, who was glad that he ran fast, returned to his room and was faced with his own painting.

She suddenly felt a little disappointed: "I don't know what Zhao is doing now. I told her that I would be out for two days, but she didn't worry and asked me to have fun..."

With that moody cult leader around, she simply can't be happy!

Bo Chi stared at the scroll and sighed, then finally went to take a bath while holding his clothes.

When she came out with wet hair, Yu Zhao, who had been waiting outside, knocked on the door with his extraordinary hearing.

Bo Chi paused, and his footsteps suddenly became inaudible, obviously trying to pretend that he had fallen asleep.

Yu Zhao narrowed his eyes outside: "I was the one who watched and corrected your Qinggong, do you think I can't hear your movements?"

This time, Bo Chi didn't even want to move, he just stood there.

Yu Zhao laughed in anger: "In the past, you would not go to bed until the night, but today you are well-behaved. Don't you need the maid to urge you?"

Bo Chi was horrified: "How did you know?"

Yu Zhao paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Want to know? Open the door first."

The thin door was not an obstacle for Yu Zhao. She just didn't want to force her way in and make Bo Chi feel more disgusted and resentful towards her.

Bo Chi also understood this, so he could only walk slowly to the door, open it, stick his head out, and said vigilantly: "Okay, the door is open, go ahead."

Yu Zhao looked down at her and saw that her long black hair was still wet. He couldn't help but frowned: "Why don't you dry your hair?"

Bo Chi said perfunctorily: "Wipe it later."

Yu Zhao was dissatisfied and raised his hand to pinch a strand of her black hair: "If you are too lazy to move, I will help--"

Before she finished her words, Bo Chi shook off her hand and frowned, saying, "My private affairs, please don't worry about it, Master."

Yu Zhao paused, slowly withdrew his hand, and said seriously: "I think there seems to be some misunderstanding between me and the Saint."

Bo Chi was confused: "Really?"

Yu Zhao nodded heavily, and there was an inexplicable accusation in his words: "The Saint seems to hate me?"

Bo Chi's eyes wandered: "You think too much, I treat everyone like this."

Yu Zhao: “…Heh.”

You little liar, you were clearly acting coquettishly and intimately in front of another girl!

For the first time in his life, Yu Zhao felt absurdly jealous of his own existence.

She gritted her teeth and almost wanted to reveal her identity regardless of the consequences.

But when she thought of the hidden spies in the Demon Cult, she calmed down again and said sullenly, "Forget it, you should rest well and continue to practice martial arts tomorrow."

Bo Chi frowned: "Still need to practice? Can't we take a break?"

Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows. Seeing that she finally changed her expression in front of him, he suddenly felt secretly pleased and bullied her even more viciously, "No, you must practice. If you don't practice well, you are not allowed to return to the Yu Mansion."

Bo Chi gritted his little white teeth, glared at her hatefully, and refused to say a few more words to her. He simply slammed the door.

Yu Zhao: “…”

Just because she was not allowed to return to the Yu Mansion, the little girl was so angry...

Damn it, what should I do if I become even more jealous of my other self!

Early the next morning, Bo Chi came to the martial arts hall reluctantly.

Yu Zhao suppressed his grievance and sadness, and said expressionlessly: "Let's eat first."

Bo Chi never had a hard time with his body. Although he looked unhappy, he still sat down at the table obediently. As soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she thought of something. She looked at Yu Zhao's bronze ghost mask and asked with a smile, "Would you like to eat something too, Master?"

Yu Zhao saw through her thoughts at a glance. He knew that she was trying to trick him into taking off the mask, but when he saw the girl's bright eyes and lively look, he was reluctant to refuse.

She was silent for a while, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the pastry and put it into the bowl under Bo Chi's eager and expectant gaze.

Bo Chi waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't respond, he wondered, "Why don't you pick them, cough, or eat them?"

Yu Zhao: "I just want to take a look, I don't want to eat."

Bo Chi: “???”

What a psycho!

It’s a waste of food if you don’t eat it!

This evil cult leader is really annoying!

Bo Chi snorted, and his dislike for her deepened again. He began to miss his gentle A Zhao more and more.

After dinner, Yu Zhao no longer asked her to step on the plum blossom pile, but taught her the magic skills step by step.

Although the original owner mainly made a living by her beauty, she had a certain understanding of these things. Bo Chi studied hard and made faster progress than yesterday, leaving Yu Zhao with no chance to take advantage of her secretly, and he was completely reduced to a tool.

In the evening, when they separated, they both had unprecedented expectations for the next day.

Because two days had passed, they were finally able to return to the Yu Mansion.

The Yu Mansion is still the same as before, nothing has changed.

Yu Zhao rushed back early in the morning and was the first to exchange identities with the assassin who pretended to be her. Just as she was about to go to the academy, Yu Zhou came to her yard and said, "Sister, what do you think about the matter I discussed with you yesterday?"

Yu Zhao came back in a hurry and hadn't had time to learn about the past two days from the assassins. When she heard Yu Zhou say this, she didn't panic and asked calmly, "What do you think?"

Yu Zhou scratched his head: "I definitely hope that Brother Ling is happy, but you are my sister after all. If you don't like him, I will listen to you."

This is... talking about a marriage between the two families?

Yu Zhao fell into deep thought. She had started planning this several years ago, with the intention of massacring Ling Zheng's residence on the day she married him, in order to make their Demon Sect the number one sect in the world.

Now that Bo Chi had appeared, she was a little hesitant, but facing Yu Zhou's words, she decided to calm down first: "He and I were engaged as children, so there is no such thing as love or dislike. Well, we can discuss the rest after I come back from the academy, you go back first."

Yu Zhou was driven away in a daze. When he passed by the garden, Mrs. Yu called him and asked, "What did your sister say?"

Yu Zhou hesitated and said, "She didn't react much. She said it doesn't matter whether she likes it or not. I can't tell whether she allows Brother Ling to come over or not."

Madam Yu chuckled, "As a girl, if she doesn't object, that means she agrees. Go write back to your elder brother Ling and tell him that our master will be waiting for him at the mansion for a chat this afternoon."

Yu Zhou nodded readily and turned back to the study, just when he ran into Bo Chi coming back briskly.

"Good morning, Third Young Master." Bo Chi stayed away from the great devil, the leader of the Demon Cult. He was in a good mood and had a smile on his face. When he saw Yu Zhou, he rarely turned around and ran away, but greeted him happily.

Yu Zhou said casually: "Good morning, don't run around today, we will have a distinguished guest coming to visit later."

Bo Chi didn't take it seriously, and raised his little fist with a smile: "Two days ago you chased me and called me sister, and asked me to teach you martial arts, but now you are speaking for that distinguished guest. What, can your distinguished guest beat me?"

"Of course." Yu Zhou wanted to show off and surprise Bo Chi, so he held back with difficulty and said proudly: "You will know how powerful he is when the time comes!"

The author has something to say: Yu Zhao, a wronged man who is forced to feel his wife's hot and cold behavior at the same time (.)