Chapter 100 He can't do anything

When Yi Yuehua learned that the leader must let him choose a disciple, he chose Feng Ximeng.

As for the others, they were sent back.

In the entire Yuemiao Peak, only Yi Yuehua, Di Yange, and Feng Ximeng were left.

But the problem is that there are only two rooms here.

Yi Yuehua immediately decided: "Yan'er, you give your room to Meng'er, and you live in my room in the future."

When he said this, Yi Yuehua's eyes stayed on her hands.

Obviously, he wanted to care about her hands, but he was afraid of hurting her self-esteem. In the end, he just glanced at them a few times and said nothing.

"Ah?"

Feng Ximeng looked at the two of them in shock: "This... This is not good."

She even suspected that Yi Yuehua accepted her as a disciple just so that the two of them could find an excuse to live together openly.

"What's wrong with it? I think it's quite good."

Di Yange was very satisfied that she could be treated conveniently.

However, her serious smile looked different in Feng Ximeng's eyes.

Her face flushed.

But maybe it's a good thing, she can find Di Yange's weakness and make her fall from grace.

The night came quickly.

Feng Ximeng looked at the three cute little pets lined up at the door, licking their paws, scratching their feet, or rolling around, and swallowed nervously.

Although Di Yange was not there, the three little creatures were left behind, and they were even given the excuse that there was no room next door.

Feng Ximeng looked at the three seemingly harmless little creatures, and her heart was in her throat.

It can be said that everyone in the entire sect knew about Di Yange's three uncontracted pets.

Feng Ximeng could only sit aside and meditate honestly, but the problem was that with these three things around, how could she concentrate.

At night, she could hear clanging and banging sounds from next door, as well as other sounds that made her imagine wildly.

For some reason, she always felt her blood boiling.

Now, she had even less mind to practice.

Until the next day, Di Yange opened the door and saw Feng Ximeng, and found that the other's eyes were full of tired blue.

She immediately said earnestly: "Junior sister, didn't you meditate last night? Were you staying up late reading those books again? Didn't I say that those are all fake, so read less of that kind of stuff in the future. Look at your face, you look so haggard."

Feng Ximeng was furious: "Don't talk nonsense."

Di Yange just smiled and found a place with the most spiritual energy in Yuemiao Peak to restore the consumed spiritual power.

There is no need to participate in training these days.

All new disciples are only waiting for the sect competition in ten days.

However, she has no interest in this competition.

Because she has already arranged the follow-up.

It is estimated that this time, it is a sure win.

Hahaha.

When Di Yange was recovering his spiritual power step by step, Yi Yuehua had already left the room.

Even though Yi Yuehua said nothing, she still cared a lot about her disciple who saved her life.

So after waking up, she decided to find the Renewal Pill for Di Yange.

But she was stopped by the sect master.

After all, the Renewal Pill is also a treasure in their sect, and there are only three pills in total.

It is a waste to give it to a waste.

But Yi Yuehua is also stubborn.

The rules of the sect are that as long as you contribute a little, you can exchange anything.

These days, he has never done anything for his disciple, so he must get the medicine.

In the end, the sect master could only watch Yi Yuehua exchange all his savings that he had accumulated for hundreds of years for his waste disciple.

From now on, their Yuemiao Peak can probably be called the poorest peak.

When Yi Yuehua brought back the Duanxu Pill, he suddenly thought of a problem.

Now that he has another disciple, he obviously cannot favor one over the other.

So he went to the Forbidden Forest again. Originally, he wanted to buy some goods for Feng Ximeng, but he didn't expect to encounter a powerful Yuanying monster. He

had not recovered from his injuries, so it was obvious that he returned with injuries again this time.

But he felt that such a serious injury before had already recovered partially, and this time, it should be able to recover slowly.

When Di Yange recovered his spiritual power and went back, he saw Yi Yuehua meditating in the room.

Not to mention that Yi Yuehua looked as cold and stunning as the bright moon.

Although he never goes out and stays at home meditating every day, he actually has muscles, which is incredible.

"Are you back?" Yi Yuehua suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Di Yange, "Come here."

Di Yange looked at Yi Yuehua in confusion, his heart pounding, fearing that he would find out what he had done.

"Take this."

"Continuing Pill?"

Di Yange took it in surprise when he saw the pill.

This thing is a rare good thing in the world.

Not to mention that the raw materials are hard to find, the refining method is even more difficult.

Even their sect only has three pills.

As for the old man, the sect master, he must be reluctant to give it to her, so it must be difficult for him to get this pill.

He is indeed a good person.

Di Yange immediately gave Yi Yuehua another good person card.

Then, he put the things away properly.

How can such a good thing be eaten? Of course, it needs to be studied slowly.

After seeing the other party's inquiring eyes, Di Yange said: "Well... I will eat it in a few days."

Yi Yuehua nodded, and rushed to the next room and said: "Meng'er, you come in too."

When Feng Ximeng saw Di Yange glaring at her, she looked at Yi Yuehua expectantly, hoping that he could give her something good.

Thinking back, when she was at Yanling Peak, she had only obtained five low-grade Soul Gathering Pills.

If she needed anything else, she would have to earn contribution points herself.

God knows, all the treasures she brought from Nan Yao Kingdom were only exchanged for ten medium-grade Soul Gathering Pills.

In the end, she and Yun Yan went to Jinlai Peak to learn things during the day, and had to clean up the sect at night.

As the eldest princess of Nan Yao Kingdom, when had she ever done these things? It was really sad to think about it.

But now, she is Yi Yuehua's apprentice. As long as Yi Yuehua drops something, it should be enough for her.

Sure enough, Yi Yuehua handed her a space bag and said to her, "Practice well."

Feng Ximeng's mind was now full of the things in the space bag, and she didn't know how she left.

Until she returned to the room and poured out the things, her face turned red with excitement.

As expected of the master of a peak, the things he gave away were generous.

However, Feng Ximeng was not happy for a while, and she saw a black shadow flash by, and all the spiritual plants she poured out were gone.

She looked back and saw the black cat smacked its lips and licked its paws by the way, as if it was not satisfied yet.

Feng Ximeng was stunned for a moment.

She looked at the two cute animals rolling around beside the black cat, and ran out of the room crying.

At night, when Di Yange was about to give Yi Yuehua acupuncture, he suddenly found that her injury had worsened.

???

This was a problem.

But... she likes, well, she likes to save good people.

After waking up, Yi Yuehua also found that her injury was gradually recovering.

Although he couldn't figure out the reason.

But it was good that she could recover.

Now he is penniless and has two apprentices to support, so he decided to earn some resources during the day.

So the two of them, one felt that his injury was not a big problem, and went to earn resources for his apprentices all day long, while the other was excited and tried his best to save Yi Yuehua who was getting worse.

Ten days later, Di Yange looked more and more haggard, which made Yi Yuehua, who was outside the light curtain, feel bitterness from the bottom of his heart.

At that time, he thought that all this was because of Feng Ximeng.

He risked his life several times for Feng Ximeng, but in the end, it was Di Yange who was struggling to heal his wounds behind him.

At this time, Yi Yuehua also wanted to punch the light curtain, but he still held back.

And he seemed to understand the feelings of Luo Ziyin and Long Yanche.

Because they could only look at themselves in the light curtain, repeating those things, and they could do nothing but blame themselves.