Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

Mu Qing didn't have a sword and walked slowly towards the road. She knew that Yun didn't really want to punish her, but she just needed an explanation to save her face.

The shadows of the trees along the way were lush and green, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves and turned into beams of light that cast light and shadow on the stone steps. The surroundings were filled with the chirping of insects and birds, and it was very quiet.

He walked leisurely and leisurely, but a figure loomed in front of him.

She raised her eyebrows and said to the young man in black clothes and python robes in front of her: "I'm borrowing a way."

"I don't recognize my husband after leaving the sea. It really makes my husband sad."

Ignoring him and continuing to walk forward, the Muyun belt on his head was suddenly torn off.

She finally stopped and looked sideways at him.

"The hairpin is gone. Madam wants to give me a new one." He took off the red rope from his hair and replaced it with a Muyun belt.

Holding the red rope, he inserted his hand into her hair and started to cut her hair.

Mu Qing raised her eyes to see him concentrating on tying up her hair, and asked:

"The temple you built for me?"

"Ah."

The answer was decisive.

"Goddess Temple?"

"Yes."

Her hair was smooth. Qi Jiyuan squinted his eyes and tied the red rope. The young master Mu in front of him turned into a handsome young man with a ponytail tied sideways.

He picked up a strand of hair and twisted it as a souvenir, and continued: "In the future, when your merits are full, no one will doubt you when you transform into a woman, and your magic power will be even higher."

"I will take away part of your mana. I will keep it first. When it comes time to use it, I..."

His hand muffled her next words.

"Why don't you think about what's in front of you first, and then test the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Mu Qing used her spiritual sense to explore the sea of ​​​​consciousness and found that the demonic consciousness was tied up by a glowing red thread.

It turns out that the red rope he used to tie his hair was for this purpose.

"I can only guarantee that before you become a god, you will need to take a trip to the Hanging Sea later."

Qi Jiyuan pinched her face and said, "I still have a lot of things to do. I can't accompany you now, so be careful."

When he turned to leave, Mu Qing pulled his sleeve.

"Ok?"

Qi Jiyuan turned around and found something stuffed in his palm.

It seemed like a fragment.

"Isolated fragments of 299."

Looking at the boy in front of her who was half a head shorter than herself, her expression remained calm, and her long trembling eyelashes covered her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

He raised his hand and touched the corners of her lips, and spoke with a smile.

"it is good."

……

When Mu Qing arrived at the back mountain, she saw Ye Hongyu who was practicing diligently from a distance.

The young man in red seems to have returned to his former majestic appearance, but his outline is slightly more mature.

"Junior brother also made a mistake and came to the back mountain?"

"Yes."

Mu Qing found a stone and sat down cross-legged, holding her head up to answer.

"Hit Senior Brother Yi."

Ye Hongyu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You won?"

"if not."

Show your hands with admiration.

"Is he already so weak?"

"Be trapped by love."

Admiration is absent-minded.

Ye Hongyu snorted when he saw her like this, "Sure enough, women delay cultivation."

Mu Qing glanced at the golden pouch on his waist and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

Ye Hongyu continued to practice the formula, and slashed thousands of swords in the wooden stake sparring until the sunset. When he was about to wipe his sweat, he thought that this was the world of cultivation, and the hand he originally raised turned back to his chest and pinched a cleansing technique.

Then he glanced at Mu Qing, who was still sitting on the stone. She seemed to be thinking about something. Her ponytail was tied crookedly, and uncharacteristically she used a red rope she had never seen before.

Ye Hongyu approached curiously.

"what?"

Mu Qing looked up at him.

Thinking of her and Bai Zhi tying red strings on each other's hands in Tuofeng Village, Ye Hongyu pointed to the red string in her hair and said, "Isn't it from her again?"

One on the hand and one on the head. Which one are you planning to wear in the future?

However, Mu Qing became interested and asked, "Who is it?"

Ye Hongyu thought that every time he talked about Baizhi, he would end up unhappy, so he just kept talking about it.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you."

"I locked her in my yard for a month."

Mu Qing's calmness surprised Ye Hongyu even more.

"Senior Brother, some things are not what you think. You will know it later, but I can't tell you now."

Mu Qing was still absent-minded after saying this.

When Ye Hongyu heard her say this, he simply stopped continuing the topic and asked instead, "Junior brother, don't you want to practice together?"

Mu Qing finally regained her energy and glanced at him.

Then she raised her hand, and traces of spiritual energy flowed from her fingertips obediently, and finally penetrated into her skin.

For the first time, Ye Hongyu realized the gap between himself and the genius, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

Why didn't she need any magic tricks or concentration to gather energy? She just raised her hand casually, and the spiritual energy penetrated into her body by itself, just like when she had eyes and automatically recognized her master?

Mu Qing felt an indescribable feeling of relief when she saw Ye Hongyu's expression at the moment. Eight hundred years ago, she was also holding her neck tightly as she watched Wu Yang practice.

Wu Yang, who had a golden spiritual root, was a natural talent for swordsmanship. The golden element in his aura penetrated into Wu Yang's body as if he had eyes.

So she is practicing while sleeping with her classmates, she is cultivating while eating with her classmates, and she is still cultivating when she goes out to play with her classmates.

I wish I could break the twelve hours in a day into twenty-four hours.

Now that she was fine, she could finally look at Ye Hongyu in front of her and bite her upper teeth against her lower teeth and bite out the words she had said in her previous life.

"I hate gifted dogs the most in my life!"