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

Yan Wuzhou had just landed. He looked at Ye Hongyu and Mu Qing who had also landed not far away and snorted coldly.

What kind of genius? His cultivation has not improved in the past two years, so he can just bear the thunder tribulation for his senior sister. Now, he looks even weaker than when he suffered the thunder tribulation.

He turned around and led his senior sister into Luoyun Palace.

After everyone stood still in the hall, they all saluted respectfully.

"Master!"

Yun Ye, who was dressed in white, nodded slightly.

Different from the image of the cold and affectionate young master, Yun Ye is more like an unkind and relegated immortal, which is probably related to the way of forgetfulness he has learned. He is cold and exudes the aura of not being near strangers.

He didn't like anyone approaching him, so he didn't arrange any disciples or sword attendants to live in the Luoyun Palace.

Of course, the heroine who was placed in the side hall by him was an exception.

"Master Yun Ye's favorability for the heroine is 20, his favorability for Ye Hongyu and Yan Wuzhou is 10, and his favorability for you, the host, is only 5."

It was a joke, she didn't care at all.

So Mu Qing directly chose to block it.

"In the future, such insignificant people don't need to tell me their favorability."

amount……

How can Yun Ye be regarded as inconsequential when the small system fights against Shou Shou? In the later period, he became obsessed with the heroine.

But the host is so beautiful! Whatever she says is what she says!

"Hongyu has informed me about your situation. This time you passed through Tuofeng Village and rashly took risks knowing that there was danger. You also brought your junior sister with you."

Yun Ye's voice came from above, and there was no emotion in his tone of voice. He spoke every word very calmly, but the meaning of these words alone was already biased towards the heroine, and was directed at admiration.

As expected of another heroine's strategy target, the apprentice was injured, and he started to accuse people indiscriminately without asking about the severity of the injury.

"Master, it's the disciple's fault."

Mu Qing lifted her robe and knelt down calmly.

She directly chose to use Taiyun Ye to add world will resistance.

[The world's will resistance has been added to the character cloud. The current distance is 20 feet, and the world's will resistance is 100% effective. 】

A flash of clarity suddenly flashed through Yun Ye's head. Strangely enough, he seemed to have some clarity in his head all of a sudden, but he failed to catch it every time.

Fortunately, this time he caught this glimmer of clarity.

So why did he just say such biased words? What's more, Mu Qing was injured while protecting her junior sister.

Is he so partial?

"You..." Yun Ye spoke slowly, "Let me take a look at your injuries."

"Master?" Yan Wuzhou's eyes widened, why didn't Master continue to punish Mu Qing?

Mu Qing slowly stretched out her hand, took off the bandage, and spread her palms.

The flesh and blood of the white palm was opened, black air filled the air, and the white bones were vaguely visible.

Yan Wuzhou's breathing sound sounded in the main hall, which was so shocking that he was shocked.

He had never been down the mountain, but he had occasionally lost his sword when fighting with his fellow disciples. He had never seen wounds of this magnitude.

And the wound seemed to be spreading around the edges.

Yun Ye, who was at the top, flipped up his sleeves and robes, rushed to His Highness, grabbed Mu Qing's wrist and slapped it with a seal, and the slight spreading trend was stopped.

Mu Qing groaned, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Master, my disciple has never seen this kind of black energy." Ye Hongyu looked at Mu Qing's wounds steadily.

"My teacher has already made a guess, but it still needs to be confirmed." Yun Ye frowned, hoping that it was not what he had guessed.

"The gas that corroded the disciples was caught by the disciples." Mu Qing stretched out her other hand to hold up a bottle. The moment the black gas inside felt the changes in the surroundings, the originally quiet gas moved crazily inside the bottle. , constantly hitting the inner wall of the bottle.

Yun Ye took the bottle, and his expression, which had been expressionless since enlightenment, changed slightly.

"This is demonic energy."

For a moment, the expressions of several people in the hall became solemn.

"The demonic energy... wasn't the senior sister who was admired eight hundred years ago..." Yan Wuzhou glanced at his third senior brother.

This admiration is not that admiration. He is talking about the senior sister of the entire Piaomiao Sect and the ancestor of the third senior brother who practices the ruthless way.

There are many monks of the Wuqing Dao in the world of cultivation, but there is no one who can truly explore the Wuqing Dao, but this senior sister.

Pushing one's Taoist companion into the path of gods and demons twice is the real path to enlightenment by killing one's husband.

Since then, the Mu family has produced many ruthless monks, but there has never been one as stunning and talented as Mu Qing.

Especially the third senior brother, he is much inferior to the ancestor with the same name, so the name is in vain.

Thinking of this, Yan Wuzhou glanced at Mu Qing with disdain.

【…】

Just as the little system was about to report the favorability score, it remembered the host's words.

Yanwuzhou...

Well, it doesn't matter, after all, the clouds don't matter either.

"I'll send a message to the leader." Yun Ye held Mu Qing's wrist and helped her up.

"You can no longer participate in this matter. After discussing with the master, we will send another person to the village to investigate. The most important thing for you now is to seize the time and prepare the secret realm of the sect. Muqing will stay with me. You Everyone go back and seize the time to practice."

"Yes."

Several people retreated.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hall and then it became quiet.

There were only two taciturn masters and disciples left in the hall. Perhaps they were too quiet, or maybe he finally remembered his responsibility as a master after being resisted by admiration. Yun Ye broke the atmosphere with words.

"Why don't you let go? If you let go in time, the injury may not be so deep."

"The disciple's palms were in severe pain due to the gas. I thought that if I let go, I might injure my senior brother and junior sister, so I endured and grabbed it. At least I was the only one injured."

"You seem to have changed a lot when you come back this time." Yun Ye took another look at him.

"After experiencing life and death, I have some understanding." Mu Qing said lightly.

"It's a good thing to have enlightenment. I haven't made any progress in my cultivation in the past two years. I hope you can work hard this time as a teacher in the secret realm." His disciple may have brought a magic weapon that cannot be seen clearly, but now there is no way to know his cultivation. for level.

"Yes, Master." Mu Qing responded respectfully.

The master and the apprentice talked for a while, and then the master hurriedly entered the hall.

Look at the visitor with admiration.

Although there was a beard on her face, she could still recognize it.

Junior Brother Wu Yang, it turns out he is the leader.

"Master." Yun Ye cupped his hands towards Wu Yang.

Wu Yang flicked it and eagerly grabbed Mu Qing's hand.

"Sure enough, it's demonic energy." He pondered for a moment, "Follow me."

He grabbed Mu Qing's collar, rushed out of the door and stepped on the sword. Mu Qing was caught off guard, and her small body in the foundation building stage almost lost half of her life due to his operation, but Yun Ye pinched her. With Vajra protecting her body, she reluctantly stepped on the sword.

"Why are you Luo Yun Peak disciples so weak?" Wu Yang was unhappy, "I want you to let your disciples go out for training more often. You see, each disciple is like a treasure. One or two of them can't see the world, and they are still delicate and weak. , except for your eldest disciple who can give the nod, who else can be ranked?" Wu Yang scolded for a while.

Admiration:......

Yun Ye followed quietly and listened. The whistling wind did not stop Wu Yang from thinking. His loud voice sounded very clear in the wind, like a moving trumpet.

"And what's your second disciple's name, Bai He?"

"He Yubai."

"Yes, He Yubai, we girls chirp every day, little junior sister, little junior sister, little junior sister," he pinched his nose and imitated a few words, "The parrots on Queshan Mountain can even shout together, why is he a human nanny? I used to When I follow Senior Sister Muqing every day, I don’t hear the shouts of Senior Sister, Senior Sister, Senior Sister, Senior Sister every day.”

The veins on Mu Qing's forehead twitched slightly.

"Your little disciple named Bai Zhi is good for nothing except for being lucky. He always picks up treasures, which is useless. If he can't cultivate well, how can he behave with male disciples every day? I think she is interested in him as long as he is a man, and so are you. Why don't you be so neat and tidy every day? You are a cultivator, not a cleaner. Look at your disciples, each of them is more proficient in the cleaning technique. They are afraid that they won't be able to pinch out any flowers."

Yun also kept his head down and listened.

Seeing him like this Wu Yang felt even more uncomfortable.

Hey? Usually when he talks about his little apprentice, he has to make a retort or two, but today he is quiet.

"Six hundred years old is not a young age, and there is no one to tell you whether you are good or bad. It doesn't matter that you don't know how to take care of your disciples. You don't know how to deal with people. Your palace is magnificent and magnificent, but not many people come to see you. , It’s like a rundown house with no one coming to the door.”

He beeped all the way to his Piaomiao Peak.

"Okay, I'm going to see that old guy. Just wait for me in my palace. Your performance today is pretty good, and I can still care about your apprentice and come with me. I almost thought you had no other apprentice except your little apprentice. I don’t even care.”

Old thing? Who is referring to? In that catastrophe, almost all the powerful cultivators in the master sect were annihilated.

While Mu Qing was thinking about it, Wu Yang jumped to another hilltop while holding Mu Qing.

Good guy, the two hills are at least a few hundred feet away, and he was about to faint from the sudden feeling of admiration.

Landing almost instantly, Wu Yang glanced at the small building foundation in his hand.

Tsk, they have the same surname, the same name, the same origin, and the same clan, so why are there such big differences?

He kicked open the palace door, pulled on his beard and poked his head inside.

"Qi Jiyuan! Come to life!"

The loud voice made the entire palace tremble.

"I don't want to face that old thing, go in by yourself." After saying that, he threw Mu Qing inside.

The King Kong body protection that Yun Ye pinched had not yet expired, and Mu Qing was thrown in and hit the floor with a "bang" sound.

"Come on, I'm going back to discuss business." The leader's [-] meter tall figure jumped as fast as a monkey.

Mu Qing sighed and slowly got up from the ground, but was caught off guard and had her chin pinched in the next moment.

The one holding her chin was a pair of slender hands, and you could still see the veins under the fair skin. There was no doubt that this was a good-looking hand.

She was lifted up with her chin, and her eyes first fell on the lips of the owner of this hand.

His lips are very thin, and his upper and lower lips are pressed into a straight line. His jawline is clear and sharp, and the line where it meets his neck is graceful.

The eyes are lifted up, the nose is very straight, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the tip of the nose is like a sculpture.

His eyelashes were trembling slightly with his breathing, and his lower eyelashes were also very long. There was a small mole on the corner of his left eye. His eyes were narrow and brown, like glass beads, staring at her unblinkingly.

The eyes are dark and dark, as if they can suck people in.

The next moment, splashes of ink and blue hair poured over her body. The man leaned closer, and she could only retreat. Her uninjured right hand rested on the smooth ground. The chill flowed from the cold tiles to the bottom of her heart. They were so close that their noses were almost touching, and they could breathe. can hear.

"Admiration."

The low voice spoke, like the sound of a stream, gurgling past my ears.

A flower exploded in her sea of ​​​​consciousness in an instant, and messy memories came one after another. Her lips wriggled slightly, and she almost blurted out the next second!

Qi Jiyuan!

【Ding! 】

[System prompt: The male protagonist Qi Jiyuan has appeared, please keep the character! 】