Not far outside the camp, two figures quickly passed through the woods.

"Yin, Senior Brother Yin..." Jing Yan's face was pale and reached out to hold Yin Shaoyang, "We really want to leave them alone?"

"So what? I told you that they are not really dead." Yin Shaoyang shouted impatiently, "Mom-in-law, how can you accomplish great things?"

Jing Yan shrank: "But, but..."

"Nothing good, but if you don't want to leave, just leave here to feed the monsters."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure came out from the woods ahead of them.

Yun Ye's clothes and hair accessories were not at all confused. The long sword in his hand spread out, and a string of blood beads fell off the sword.

"Where do you want to go?"

He raised his eyelids, and the demonic light in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

Both of them were shocked. Yin Shaoyang took a step back without a trace and blocked Jing Yan behind him: "Why are you here?"

Yun Ye asked back: "What do you think?"

Yin Shaoyang frowned slightly, and his right hand quietly leaned into his arms, but was stunned.

There was nothing in his arms.

"Are you looking for this?" Yun Yejing asked inadvertently.

He raised his hand, holding a jade piccolo at his fingertips.

"You—" Yin Shaoyang opened his eyes wide in shock and said in disbelief, "You actually stole my jade flute?!"

He has always carried this piccolo closely. When did this person steal from him?

Yun Ye didn't explain, his fingers slowly tracing the flute and said leisurely: "If I read it right, this should be a demon?"

He paused and said coldly, "Say, who gave it to you?"

“Nothing to be told.”

Yun Ye said "Oh", as if he was not surprised by this answer. He raised the piccolo and placed it beside his mouth, and quickly blew it out a tone.

Yin Shaoyang realized what he was going to do and shouted: "No, stop!"

"Yin, Senior Brother Yin..." Jing Yan pulled him from behind, his voice trembling without any difficulty, "Senior Brother Yin, look..."

In the dark woods, countless green lights lit up, like predators lurking in the dark, eyeing their food.

Yun Ye put down the flute in his hand and calmly turned around and walked towards the camp. Behind him, several white tigers came forward and surrounded the two people in the woods.

"No, no! I don't want to leave! Come back, come back-!!"

The hoarse shouts quickly returned to silence in the night sky. Yun Ye walked out of the woods and saw the beautiful boy waiting not far away at first glance.

He walked forward and Bai Tu frowned and said, "How can you lynch them?"

Yun Ye put the flute in his arms, not caring about it: "They have harmed so many people with this method, and I am just letting them suffer the consequences."

Bai Tu shook his head: "This is not in line with the rules."

"Rules?" Yun Ye raised his eyebrows and leaned slightly toward Bai Tu, "Have I ever told you that sometimes the tone of your speaking is really similar to my master."

Bai Tu's eyes dodged: "...How is it possible? How can I compare to the Immortal Lord?"

"Of course, it's not as good as that." Yun Ye stood up straight and said seriously, "My master has a profound cultivation and is beautiful. He doesn't look like you, a little idiot. He is sick all day long and has to be taken care of."

Bai Tu: "…"

You wait for me.

Bai Tu thought about it and asked again: "By the way, what are you going to deal with that magic flute?"

Yun Ye's eyes turned and he deliberately said, "Why should I tell you?"

Bai Tu choked by him and couldn't help but miss the little apprentice who was obedient to him in the secret realm again.

Bai Tu silently recited it in his heart several times, "You can't be angry, after all, it's a cub raised by yourself." He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know the origin of this thing?"

Yun Ye's expression moved slightly, and he didn't answer.

Bai Tu said: "Since Zhaohua Immortal Lord has plunged the Demon Abyss more than ten years ago, this kind of magic weapon that can control people's hearts has not appeared in this world for a long time. This is a demon's thing."

"I know."

Bai Tu patiently advised: "The magic weapon appears, this matter can be big or small, you must hand over this thing. Also, the two disciples holding magic weapon are also..."

"You are so nagging." Yun Ye interrupted Bai Tu's words. He turned his head and looked at Bai Tu, asking in a question, "To put it, you are just a new disciple of Tianyan Sect. How do you know these things so clearly?"

Bai Tu was speechless and hesitated for a while, not knowing how to explain.

Fortunately, Yun Ye did not continue to ask questions. The two walked towards the camp. As soon as they entered the camp, they saw a group of disciples waiting in the center of the camp, each with complicated expressions, as if they had not yet woken up from the remnant of the disaster.

Yun Ye looked at the disciple in front of him, then turned to Bai Tu and said, "If you don't say anything, the magic weapon on you little idiot is really powerful."

"Creating such a large illusion to confuse monsters and then quietly rescue those people, even if the cultivator wants to do these things, it will take a lot of effort." Yun Ye asked, "Where did you get so many strange magic weapons?"

Bai Tu: "…"

Can't this guy ask some questions he can answer?

Bai Tu couldn't tell me why, Yun Ye frowned without a trace, with a little suspicion in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but walked to the group of disciples and whispered loudly: "I believe you all know the incident. The two people who secretly controlled the monsters to kill people have been eliminated by us. Now the crisis has been eliminated, you can leave."

Everyone looked at each other and whispered something, but no one left.

Yun Ye frowned: "What do you mean?"

In the crowd, someone said, "How do we know that there will be no more people like Yin Shaoyang outside? And, and..."

"And there are still countless trap monsters outside, so we can't take this risk anymore." Someone took over the conversation.

"Yes, so many people have died in just two days, so it's too dangerous outside."

"that is……"

Yun Ye listened to the people's comments, and the more he listened, the more upset he became, and interrupted, "What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the first person spoke out that the man walked out of the team, and said a little hard to say: "Senior brother, we want to stay."

"...You are a disciple of Zhaohua Immortal Lord. Following you, we will have a greater chance of leaving the secret realm smoothly."

Yun Ye looked at him intently, and after a while, the corner of his mouth gently curled up: "You guys have made a good plan."

He said, turning his head and looking at Bai Tu: "What do you think?"

Bai Tu nodded: "There are five days left, and it would be good if we can take care of each other."

"Okay, then that's what you do." Yun Ye reached out and put his hand on Bai Tu's shoulder and said loudly, "You can stay. In the remaining days, you will follow his arrangements and you will not have any objections."

Bai Tu:…???

If it weren't for Yun Ye and Bai Tu, everyone would have died of Hu's mouth tonight, so they had no objection to Yun Ye's decision.

Everyone dispersed, and Bai Tu caught up with Yun Ye: "Why did you do this?"

Yun Ye answered casually: "Don't you like to train people? Now I'm giving you so many people to train, are you still not satisfied?"

"you--"

"Okay, am I too lazy to care about so many things? Just think that it's okay to help me?" Yun Ye lifted the tent and walked in, and pinched Bai Tu's face, which was soft and tender, as if it was delicate and soft.

Yun Ye's heart was inexplicably moved, and he felt a little itchy.

He turned his eyes away, turned over to the bed, and waved to Bai Tu: "Come and go to bed soon, little fool."

Bai Tu didn't move, and he frowned slightly, vaguely realizing something.

At this time, the night was dark, and everyone fell asleep one after another, and there was a sound in the camp. I don’t know how long it took, a figure quietly walked out of the camp tent, a sword light flashed in the woods, and a clear sword shadow swept into the sky.

After the sword light dissipated, Bai Tu walked out of the forest and looked to the horizon with a complicated expression.

This little wolf cub...

Yun Ye drove the fairy sword to fall onto a snow-capped mountain. In his previous life, he met the Hunyuan Beast who was guarding Taichu.

Yun Ye found a cave where he could escape the wind and snow, and used his spiritual power to build a pile of firewood.

Yun Ye sat by the fire and was in a daze. Subconsciously reached into his arms and touched a small thing that was as hard as a little. It was a round bluestone like jasper. It was a beautiful young man who had previously forced him to tell him what was a spirit stone that could find good or bad luck.

I don’t know where the man got these magic weapons, and it seems that there are many secrets hidden in that man.

But he could feel that the boy was not hostile to him.

Thinking of this, Yun Ye's mouth couldn't help but bend.

After coming to Tianyan Sect, this was the first time he met a boy who looked so much like a small animal. He was obviously soft and fragile, but he felt stubborn and could not be beaten, making people unable to help but want to bully him.

If his master had shed the aura of the Immortal Lord, he would have looked like this, right?

That man looked so much like his master.

It is not the usual high-ranking immortal Zhaohua, but the soft and fragile master who was in the dream that day, was merciless and fragile.

At this moment, the spirit stone in Yun Ye's hand suddenly trembled, and a faint light appeared on the bluestone. Yun Ye frowned, jumped up instinctively, and flew out of the cave.
To be continued...