Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 447
Feeling Ye Junxie's slightly cool hands slippery on the familiar medicine on the skin, Mu Qingchen turned her head to look at the handsome and aloof man beside the bed, against the light, she suddenly had the illusion that the years were peaceful.

"Ye Junxie, when are you going to give me the Red Clothes Heart Art that you agreed upon?" Mu Qingchen asked with her chin propped up, she blinked her eyes, her slender eyelashes reflected Wei Ling's eyes, her black hair was loose, and her clothes were half Fade, not knowing how attractive I am at the moment.

Ye Junxie paused with his fingertips, looked at Mu Qingchen's fair and clear face with his eyes, raised his lips slightly, and a smile floated in his eyes. "As soon as King Yan is able to heal his wounds and warm the bed for the leader of the sect, that is when he will be able to obtain the Red Clothes Heart Art."

After being teased like this, Mu Qingchen turned her face away in disappointment.Ever since Canglan came back, Ye Junxie seemed to be a different person, teasing himself from time to time, it was hard to resist.

Sighing melancholy, Mu Qingchen resigned herself to lying down on the bed.After returning from Canglan, his internal and external injuries could not be suppressed completely.

The residual poison in the body that was not completely cleared at the beginning aggravated the injury and slowed down the recovery speed of the injury. It has been three months since he was still unable to move and play alone, and spent every day in Ye Junxie's dormitory.

On this day, a fine snow fell outside the hall, another year of winter came, gusts of cold wind passed through the hall, cheering up the snow-white gauze inside the hall.

The gauze fluttered, and Mu Qingchen's body had almost recovered, but her face was still a little pale.Wearing a silver robe and brocade clothes, Mu Qingchen went out from the hall, stood in the white snow outside the hall, raised her hand, the snowflakes melted gently in the palm of her hand, with a icy coldness.

"Mu Qingchen, what you said three years ago is still true." A snow-white fox fur was put on from behind, Ye Junxie tied a knot for him from behind, and his slender hands hugged him from behind. Warmth, and a cool breath came from my ears.

The red plum blossoms were in full bloom, with a deep fragrance, and Mu Qingchen held the cold hand on her waist, feeling a peace and security in her heart that she had never had before.

"If it's not serious, why is this king standing here now?" Mu Qingchen asked back, turned around, eyes sparkled, and gently, shallowly kissed the corner of the lips of the person behind her.

With the warm and cool kiss, Ye Junxie stood on the spot, and suddenly pulled Mu Qingchen into his arms. "It was you who provoked the leader of the sect first. In this life, there is no room for maneuver."

As the snow fell, two handsome men, one peerless in white and the other Lingcheng in red, embellished the entire icy winter day like this.

"Ding dong~ Target favorability value +20, currently 90."

On this day, the relationship between the two has made substantial progress. Ye Junxie led Mu Qingchen to open the secret room of the Red Clothes Sect. In addition to the mountains of treasures and gold and silver, there were all kinds of martial arts secret books neatly arranged. As for the heart formula in red, it was placed squarely in the center of the secret room.

"This heart formula is practiced with blood. When practicing, you have to endure all kinds of sufferings and practice until you reach the state of great accomplishment. Only then can you grow flowers step by step and move everything with your heart."

Ye Junxie looked at the scroll encased in the heart of the huge flower, and stated lightly.

"I always thought that there was no more powerful technique in this world. Until I met Qingchen, you let me know that the deep inner strength and ethereal figure can also resist all things."

Mu Qingchen, who was wearing a fox fur, didn't speak, but glanced at the golden scroll, knowing that she was different from him.The martial art of the system is the combination of the strengths of hundreds of schools in the world. It is already very remarkable that this red-clothed heart formula can hold a stalemate.

　I am about to face the end, and I don’t know what to write in the next interface, do you have any opinions?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)