Or you could rub his head like you did before.
Feng Su's eyelashes trembled slightly as he spoke, "Master, it's been half a year since we last met, and your disciple has missed you terribly."
The boy moved closer to her as he spoke.
As he finished speaking, Yu Yan turned to look at her, and the adoration in his eyes made her instinctively wary, which seemed ridiculously absurd.
To be honest, she wasn't particularly good at handling these kinds of emotions, and all she could do was reach out and pat his head in response.
It's impossible for her to say that she misses him too.
That's lying. At most, she'll think about the two little ones when she remembers them.
Although Yu Yan didn't speak, her single gesture completely calmed his restless heart.
He smiled at her.
The mask covered most of her face.
For some reason, Yu Yan was able to imagine the other person's delicate features filled with joy.
Seeing this, Li Ze also came over.
A pair of bright, fox-like eyes looked at her, "Master,"
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Yan naturally moved her hand, which hadn't been removed from Feng Su's head, to Li Ze's head.
Feng Su watched as Li Ze clenched his fist, thinking, "He's the only one who knows how to join in the fun!"
Li Ze squinted his eyes happily, and as his gaze shifted, he gave Feng Su a provocative look.
That one glance infuriated the other person.
Suddenly, as if discovering something, Li Ze took a careful sniff.
My gaze followed Yu Yan's sleeve to the table.
"Master, did you open the peach blossom wine?"
Li Ze's eyes sparkled, as if he got incredibly excited whenever he encountered something he was good at.
Yu Yan raised her eyebrows slightly as she sat at the table, her gaze sweeping across the clean and tidy stone surface.
She had already cleaned it up, so how did he find out?
Li Ze smiled smugly, his eyes crinkling. "Master, are you curious how your disciple knew?"
Feng Su's gaze, however, was fixed on the corner of the table.
A golden feather stands quietly on the tip of a blade of grass.
He glanced at Yu Yan, who was listening to Li Ze speak with great interest.
Feng Su didn't move. He was curious. Could it be that his master had raised some kind of pet again?
"The recipe for that wine was specially developed by my disciple, and spiritual energy cannot be removed from it!"
Li Ze looked at Yu Yan as if he were asking for praise, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes. "I see."
Yu Yan gave him an approving look, although she didn't know what the point was of not being able to get rid of the smell of wine.
Besides, apart from Li Ze's nose, most people probably couldn't smell such a faint scent.
Look at Feng Su, he didn't notice.
After their experience, both Feng Su and Li Ze had gained something from their journey.
For the foreseeable future, the two will remain quietly secluded in their room.
Feeling bored, Yu Yan carried Xiao Yan and wandered into the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm is located in the westernmost part of the cultivation world.
Beyond the Abyss of Demonic Ashes lies the realm of the Demon Realm.
Yu Yan has visited this place quite often over the past eight hundred years.
The most important thing is that Yan Ning is here; otherwise, she wouldn't have been interested in coming.
The moment the woman stepped into the demon realm, the rabbit in her arms shrank even closer to her.
A smile flickered across Yu Yan's ethereal and beautiful face.
Even though she knew it was probably the Demon King's youngest son.
But don't expect her to return it voluntarily.
Other people's sons are lost and they don't even look for them, so she's not going to bother making trouble for herself.
She went to the outer sect some time ago, but did not find "Ji Wuye" in the disciple register.
It seems there's still plenty of time.
So she decided to come and ask Yan Ning something.
"Yanyan, you're here! I'm here!"
Far away.
Yu Yan then spotted the woman in red waving at her.
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