① In his previous life, Yun Chiyuan died unjustly without having time to say "Wait for me when I come back" to his cat.
After his rebirth, he became a medicine man in the sect, allowing others to pick medicines.
And his cat became the senior brother that no one in the sect dared to mess with, but - he didn't recognize him.
Yun Chiyuan: OK, I'll check it myself.
After checking, the cat came over and rubbed his palm.
Yun Chiyuan: ... Don't you deny it?
Cat: I can't help it.
②Good news: Senior brother's master is the founder of the sect, and his seniority is scary. This thigh is stable.
Bad news: The founder of the sect died a hundred years ago.
Even worse news: the dead man was himself.
Yun Qiyuan:? ? ?
No big brother, what are you trying to do?
But Yun Qiyuan didn't dare to ask. Because the way Mo Zhanqing looked at him was getting more and more strange - Mo Zhanqing would follow him wherever he went, and his eyes would be sticky and stringy when they fell on him.
That look in Yun Qiyuan's eyes was too familiar. He has been raising cats for seven years, and the cats act like that when they watch the little fish dry.
Yun Qiyuan's back felt cold. You'd better not do anything to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors.
③At the fair of immortals and demons, thousands of people surrounded the mountain, and swords were shining like rain.
Mo Xianqing was identified as the Demon Lord in public, and the whole place was in an uproar.
The elders of the Biyun Sect turned green, and the hands of the disciples in the audience were shaking when they raised their swords.
Yun Qiyuan thought: I have two jobs, and I'm promising.
Someone shouted: "What are you trying to do by hiding in the Biyun Sect for hundreds of years!"
Mo Xianqing was silent for a moment, and the whole place was quiet.
He said: "Looking for the master."
Everyone:! ! ! Demon Lord also has this habit.
Intention: All things have spirit, all living beings are equal, good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds