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    Little Taoist X Millennium Fox Demon【2】

    Lingxi heard the sticky candy and pushed Amu’s hand away with disgust:

    “Who wants to eat what you have eaten?”

    Amu retracted his hand in grievance, his little head hung down, looking confused.

    Lingcheng hurriedly took out some food to coax him. While coaxing him, he comforted him and said:

    “Amu, let’s ignore those heartless people and just eat by ourselves.”

    Amu smiled immediately when he saw the food.

    Lingxi, being the “heartless” one, was very upset. Unfortunately, Lingcheng glared at him and lost his temper. He could only snort and tilt his head.

    The two adults and one child returned to Lingxuanmen. Lingcheng sent Amu back and put down the food for him, while he grabbed Lingxi and left.

    Amu happily put away the food, thought about it and divided out another portion, held it in his arms, and walked towards the medicine garden outside the door.

    A figure was busy in the medicine garden, wearing simple coarse linen clothes and a slightly stooped figure.

    Amu called out excitedly:

    “Master!”

    After shouting, he ran over with his short legs.

    When the people in the garden heard the sound and turned around, they saw a thin man with gray hair and a boyish face. His hair was as white as frost, but his face was as handsome and elegant as a middle-aged scribe.

    Amu leaned over and raised the food in his arms:

    “Master, Amu has a lot of delicious food, hurry up and eat it!”

    The man smiled and stroked his head with his rough palm:

    “If Master doesn’t want to eat it, Amu will eat it.”

    Amu refused to give up:

    “Amu still has a lot to eat, there’s so much to eat.”

    When she said she couldn’t finish eating, she felt slightly guilty for a moment, but the man could see clearly.

    He shook his head helplessly:

    “Master doesn’t like these.”

    Amu reluctantly put it away, but did not want to go back, but followed him around.

    Behind this tall, thin and slender man, there is a short and fat radish stick, no matter how you look at it, it makes people laugh.

    “Pei Feng, has there been any unusual movement below the mountain recently?”

    Chun Chang is dressed in a black Taoist robe, with plump eyebrows and bead-like eyes.

    The person who was called Peifeng was an old man. Hearing this, he bowed:

    “Master Dong, there is no unusual movement.”

    Chun Chang nodded slightly:

    “I will be in retreat soon, and I need more work from you on this matter.”

    Peifeng hurriedly responded with a respectful expression.

    “As for Amu…”

    Speaking of this young and cute child, his innocent face showed a bit of unspeakable complexity:

    “He is still young, so there is no need to restrain him. Let him… live happily and peacefully.”

    After all, there is only so much time left.

    Peifeng followed him and sighed, not forgetting to comfort him:

    “Master, after all, this is for the sake of all Lingxuan Sect disciples, so you don’t have to feel too guilty.”

    Pure Chang leads:

    “Let God take care of him. He has always been free and easy-going, but he is more open-minded than us.”

    After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head, turned around, took the magic weapon and disappeared.

    Peifeng stared at the position where he left, paused for a moment, and called a disciple over:

    “Do you have any clues about what I asked you to check?”

    The disciple bowed:

    “Second Elder, there is indeed a strong evil spirit in the dense forest. I’m afraid we are no match.”

    He tried to keep calm, but he couldn’t hide the lingering fear on his face.

    Peifeng understood at a glance and waved his hand:

    “There is no need to cause more trouble. The evil spirit is very deep. To put it harshly, the leader may not be able to compete with her. If she has no intention of coming out to cause harm to the world, we don’t need to provoke her.”

    The disciple breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and retreated after responding.

    Peifeng sat down alone, took out a wooden sign from his arms, held it in his hand and rubbed it carefully:

    “These hundred years have been so long…”

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