The hall was very quiet, and the breathing of the two people was even more obvious.

If she hadn't made sure that she was in front of the second male lead's face just now, she would have almost thought that she had been seen through.

"You have the aura of a shark."

He lowered his head and sniffed her neck again.

"And there's demonic energy."

The fingers that were originally pinched on the chin moved down her smooth neck, and Mu Qing felt a numbness where his fingertips touched.

His fingers moved to her collar, and a small finger probed slightly inside.

"Host, host, you are resisting!" The system was very anxious and was testing wildly whether its host was on the verge of OOC!

"Don't you think I don't want to! His cultivation level is too much higher than mine, and I am so overwhelmed by him that I can't move!"

Mu Qing's rare anger made the small system unable to distinguish for a moment whether the pressure the host was talking about was physical or cultivation.

It seems there are.

Oh my God, I'm so old. It's the first time I've seen a man and the body and cultivation of a man are "suppressed" by him.

[The male duo's character design is -3, OOC warning, host please restore the character quickly! 】

The collar of his shirt has been opened by him, exposing his collarbone, but his fingers are still pointing down...

[The male duo's character design is -5, OOC warning, host please restore the character quickly! 】

"Host, if you can't tell the difference between male and female, you can't take off your clothes for inspection. If you really take off your clothes and you are discovered, it will be a big ooc!" The system covered its face.

Mu Qing's face was originally pale, but now there was sweat on her forehead, wetting the broken hair on her forehead.

The person above him chuckled, but his fingers went past the collar and stopped going down, directly grabbing her hand.

"hiss."

This sudden movement pulled at the wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

Seeing the change in her face, he became much gentler. He held her wrist and moved it up. He raised her hand to her mouth, put it down gently, and placed the back of his hand on Mu Qing's lips, palm facing up. .

The next moment, Mu Qing's eyes widened.

The wound on the palm of his hand did not hurt, but there was a slight itching sensation. His lips rubbed the wound gently. Suddenly, there was a moist warmth in the palm of his hand, and he stretched out his tongue to lick it.

[The male duo's character design is -5, OOC warning, host please restore the character quickly! 】

Their eyes met, and the surprise in her eyes seemed to please him.

As soon as the shackles were loosened, she felt like she could move.

Before she could kick him away, he had already stood up and returned to the couch above, leaning on the small table on the couch with his head propped up.

"You should call me Uncle Qi."

His voice was hoarse with fatigue.

"I just wanted to suck away the demonic energy from you. The place corroded by the demonic energy cannot heal on its own. It has been a few days since you were injured, and the wound has not worsened. I guess the little foundation has its own destiny."

I don't know if it was her imagination, but he seemed to be particularly happy when he said the words "Little Establishment".

Mu Qing raised her hand, and the white palm was intact, as if she had not been injured.

"You seem to be particularly surprised to see me. Who are you looking at through me?"

"Stand down, I'm tired." His last sentence was followed almost instantly, and before she could answer, Qi Jiyuan had already half-closed his eyes.

With a gentle wave of his sleeves, Mu Qing was pushed out of the palace.

Admiration:......

There was a lot of maturity between his eyebrows, but she was sure that he was the same person as in her memory.

Did he recognize himself?

Judging from the way the leader looked for him before,

Could it be that in the past eight hundred years, there have been people who have been infected with demonic energy and come to him to deal with it?

She couldn't get the answer for a while and stood in a daze at the door of the palace.

Looking up, the words "Zhuo Qing Palace" came into her eyes.

His eyes darkened...

……

When Yun Ye hurried over, he saw his three disciples in a daze at the door of the human palace.

His expression was serious and dull.

He didn't even notice when he walked behind him. The always aloof Immortal didn't want to speak and coughed twice.

"Master!"

Mu Qing turned around, turned around and saluted Yun Ye with fists in his hands.

Yun Ye's spiritual consciousness swept over him and found that his wounds had recovered. He also saw that the hair on his forehead was slightly messy, and there were even a few strands of hair that stood up when the wind blew.

The collar is slightly open and the clothes are slightly wrinkled, making him look a bit embarrassed.

It hurts so much to get rid of the magic seal. It seems like you have to suffer a lot to get rid of the evil spirit.

He rarely observed his disciple. Now it seems that this child is responsible and caring for his fellow disciples, and his view of Mu Qing has also changed in his heart.

【…】

Yun Ye's favorability is +5, currently 10.

The system suppressed this report. His host had already said that there was no need to report anything that was not important.

Yun Ye made a gesture and arranged the appearance of his apprentice, and the words of the master suddenly rang in his head.

——"Look at your disciples, each of them is as proficient in pinching as they are in the cleaning technique. They are afraid that they won't be able to pinch out a flower."

His disciple, Yun Ye, has a good-looking cleansing technique, and his cultivation level must also be good-looking!

"What is your current level of cultivation?" a cold voice asked.

"This disciple is now at the peak of foundation building." Mu Qing replied obediently.

"Master, I remember that you were at the peak of foundation building when you were thirteen years old. In the past two years, you have not made any progress or even regressed?"

Yun is also harsh.

"It's because the disciple is tired." There is nothing wrong with the attitude of admiration.

"Practice as soon as your injury is healed. Now that your two senior brothers have surpassed you in entry-level cultivation, you must be even more diligent."

"Yes!"

Yun Ye nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that Mu Qing's face was still pale, he lightly patted the sword on his waist.

The sound of Wan Chen Jian Qing Yue being unsheathed made the surrounding air buzz for a few times, and then stopped at Mu Qing's feet.

Master, this is...sending him back with his sword.

"Thank you, Master."

Mu Qing stepped on Wan Chen, the sword flew steadily, and she also held up the windproof barrier.

……

Along the way back home, I met many fellow disciples, and they looked at Wan Chen at Mu Qing's feet in surprise.

Some of them slightly bowed their hands to Mu Qing. Mu Qing realized that these were familiar faces, so she returned the favor one by one.

When he arrived at the door of his own yard, Wan Chenjian waited for Muqing to stand still, and then disappeared in the direction of Luoyun Peak with a "swish" sound like a stream of rainbow.

Mu Qing raised her feet and walked in. There was a cave in the courtyard, with carved beams and painted buildings, a small bridge and flowing water, and connected corridors. At the end of a corridor, there was a white-feathered peacock preening. When he saw Mu Qing, he chirped twice.

Walk along the corridor to the main house, and you will see a screen. The decorations in the house are minimal. On the right hand side is a set of sandalwood writing desk chairs, with a fluffy rabbit blanket underneath. There are scrolls of calligraphy and paintings of mountains and rivers hung at the back. Take a closer look. These calligraphy and paintings actually have their own aura.

There is a bookshelf on the side, next to a two-story low shelf, used to store some trivial items.

On the left hand side is a low couch placed under a small window, with a celadon vase standing next to it. On the side is a staircase leading to the second floor.

Mu Qing took out a piece of spiritual incense from the low shelf on the right and placed it in the incense burner on the desk. After lighting it, the cold incense rose straight up with the lines of smoke, making the whole room feel relaxed and happy.

Eight hundred years ago, the Mu family was the first family in cultivation, and it is still prosperous today. Since entering the hospital, everything has been attributed to the strength of the Mu family.

As the young master, Mu Qing naturally has high hopes.

Absorbing the spiritual energy floating in the fragrance, Mu Qing walked up to the second floor.

The first thing you see is a green gauze curtain. The second floor is transparent everywhere. There are only four pillars supporting the roof. Green gauze curtains are hung all around. There are only a small stove, a low table, a few futons, and a small stove in the middle. The place was also covered with a long rabbit fleece blanket.

Mu Qing heard the splashing sound of the waterfall, but couldn't see clearly through the gently fluttering gauze curtain.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding gauze curtains were tied, and the sound of water flowing became more real, right next to his ears.

A small waterfall flows down from the cracks in the rocks and into the small pool in the backyard.

It turns out that the water in this courtyard is actually living water.

Looking at the water mist floating on the small pool, I was surprised.

It’s actually a spiritual spring?

Mu·DaGong·Qing decided to enjoy it.

……

After soaking in Lingquan, Mu Qing's long hair was draped behind her back. The ends of her hair were slightly damp. She was only wearing her underwear. She was wearing a thin outer robe. She lit a lamp from a low shelf on one side and leaned sideways next to the bookshelf. , holding a history of cultivation in her hand, her feet were bare, her boots were placed on the side of the outer door, and she was covered with fluffy rabbit fur, which was very warm, and she put a small blanket on her legs.

The teapot on the small stove nearby was gradually boiling. Warm smoke rose.

——"Yun Ye was six hundred and eleven years old at the time. When he was eleven years old, the human world suddenly realized the way of heaven. In the spring of the third year of the political union in the human world, the demon clan invaded. The twenty-five-year-old Yun Ye experienced a thunderstorm from the human world and entered the world. Wang Qingdao, Heaven gave the sword to Wan Chen. When he first came to build the foundation, he was slaughtered by the monsters and fell into three cities. He took the head of the white tiger and hung it on the gate of Qingcheng. All the monsters were afraid. The scholar gave up his pen and picked up the sword, and gained victory in the troubled times. With a slight chance of survival, there is no one left in the merit book. From then on, he ascended to the world of cultivation and worshiped the Piaomiao Sect."

Mu Qing slowly closed the book, and the sky outside was getting darker.

"Third Junior Brother, are you there?"

Ye Hongyu's voice sounded outside.

The courtyard door opened, and Ye Hongyu's footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

When he walked to the front of the house, what he saw was Mu Qing half-sitting on the ground regardless of her appearance.

"Junior brother, your injury is just fine, and you're not afraid of catching a cold." He frowned in concern.

Ye Hongyu came to see Mu Qing. Hearing that his junior brother had returned to the courtyard, he still felt uneasy.

Mu Qing didn't care. He stood up and walked quickly to the door to put on his boots. He put his thin coat on the clothes rack and changed it into the black fox fur.

"Eldest brother, you are here just in time. Come with me to Luoyun Peak."

"Do you have anything to do with Master so late?" Ye Hongyu quickly followed him.

"Well, it's a big deal."

Six hundred years of inner demon temptation, if she didn't cut off her beard, she would run to the heroine, so she used her resistance to wake up Yun Ye, and nothing could happen tonight.

The two of them arrived at Luoyun Peak with their swords and wind, fire, fire, and fire, and happened to see a transparent black bubble floating out of the temple.

"what is this?"

Ye Hongyu had never seen this before.

"It's the inner demon."

Mu Qing replied lightly.

"Inspirational?"

Ye Hongyu looked closely at the black bubbles, and colorful scenes were reflected on the surface.

There happened to be a scene where Yun Ye looked grim, his white clothes stained with blood, and he was raising a sword to chop off the head of a two-foot-tall white tiger.

"This is the teacher..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Qing suddenly kicked him from behind.

Ye Hongyu staggered, and when he touched the black bubble, it turned into a white light and entered the bubble. He sighed with admiration, and then turned into a white light and entered the bubble.

Hey, senior brother, who asked you to come to my door?

You are here, so there is no problem in helping the master in place of Baizhi.

There was silence outside Luoyun Palace, and the black bubbles burst like bubbles.

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