The obedient beauty is targeted by the bad guys again [Quick Wear]

"Yanyan, you finally came to see me. Was it that shameless Qingyang who didn't allow you to come to see me?"

Shu Ling walked out with a charming step and gently put her arm around Mu Yan.

The book spirit has many forms. It can become whatever it wants, male or female.

I remember that when Mu Yan first met Shu Ling, Shu Ling looked like a man. I don’t know why, but he always presented himself as a woman afterwards.

However, every time I see Mu Yan, he has a new image.

This time it’s a gorgeous and enchanting beauty.

"No, I just need to practice hard these few days so that I can make a breakthrough."

"What book is Yanyan looking for this time?"

When Shu Ling heard that Mu Yan was about to make a breakthrough, he immediately became serious.

"Well, I want a secret book that can improve the physical fitness of mortals."

Mu Yan said directly.

Shuling: "Mortal, improve your physical fitness?"

Mu Yan nodded and looked at Shu Ling with some confusion: "What's wrong? Is it not possible?"

The book spirit shook his head: "Of course not, it's just that, mortal, Yanyan, you made a mortal friend?"

Mu Yan nodded: "Yes, I have a mortal friend who is not in good health."

The book spirit hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Does your master agree?"

Pastoral Words:

"I agreed. I went to ask Master for permission before I came back."

Shu Ling nodded:

"Okay, let's go see if there's any secret book that's suitable for you."

As he spoke, the book spirit took Mu Yan and flew into the library.

There were a dazzling array of books in the library. With a slight wave of the book spirit's hand, the books flew up happily like birds that had received a command.

Finally, a book flew directly in front of the book spirit.

"found it!"

Shu Ling suddenly shouted excitedly.

Mu Yan hurriedly flew forward and saw that the book spirit was holding a yellowed ancient book with three big words "Body Refining Art" written on it.

"This book should be what you need. It is a secret book that can improve the physical fitness of mortals."

The book spirit handed the ancient book to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan took the ancient book, opened it and took a look. It recorded various methods and techniques of physical exercise.

"Thank you Shuling."

Mu Yan thanked him.

Shu Ling smiled and waved her hand: "You're welcome. I'm glad to help you."

Mu Yan carefully put away the "Body Refining Art" and prepared to go back.

He decided to give the secret book to Murong Nianbai tomorrow.

"Yanyan, remember to come and play often when you have time."

Shu Ling waved his hands reluctantly, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Ok."

Mu Yan turned his head and smiled brightly.

Then he left in a hurry.

Mu Yan returned to his residence and found Venerable Qingyang standing at the door waiting for him.

"Master, why are you here?"

Mu Yan asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yan'er, come here."

Reverend Qingyang stood at the door, turned around, looked at his little disciple not far away with gentle eyes, a faint smile on his face.

Mu Yan walked over quickly, stood obediently in front of his master, raised his head, and looked at his master curiously.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Yan'er, did your master tell you before that you should not leave the mountain without your permission?"

Reverend Qingyang's voice was gentle yet firm, with a hint of barely perceptible authority.

Although his tone was very gentle, Mu Yan felt an invisible pressure and danger.

He couldn't help but take a step back, feeling uneasy.

"I'm sorry, Master. I was wrong."

Mu Yan’s first reaction was to admit his mistake, which is also his usual practice.

As he spoke, he revealed a pitiful look, looked at his master, pulled his master's sleeve, and said softly:

"Master, I was wrong. Can you please forgive me? I promise there won't be a next time."

"Do you really know that you were wrong?"

Venerable Qingyang lowered his eyes and looked at his little disciple who was pulling his sleeve and acting coquettishly, his eyes were dark.

It’s true, disobedient children will be punished.

Mu Yan nodded quickly, a sly look flashing in his eyes:

"Yes, yes, I get it. I know that Master loves me the most. Master will definitely not be willing to punish me, right?"

Mu Yan knew it very well. He didn't like copying books. Just looking at those densely packed words gave him a headache and his hands also hurt.

Venerable Qingyang looked at Mu Yan's expression. How could he not tell what this little guy was thinking?

He smiled gently, reached out and touched Mu Yan's head, then said gently:

"I'll punish you by not having grilled fish this time."

When Mu Yan heard this, his eyes widened and his face was full of shock, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

He hurriedly grabbed the corner of Reverend Qingyang's clothes and cried out in a sobbing voice:

"What, Master, don't!"

Mu Yan threw himself directly into the Master's arms, hugged the Master's waist tightly, and said pitifully and coquettishly:

"Master, please punish me by making me copy the book."

For Mu Yan, grilled fish is the most delicious food in the world. If he cannot eat grilled fish, it would be more painful than asking him to copy a book a hundred times.

However, Venerable Qingyang did not change his mind because of Mu Yan's plea. He once again solemnly instructed:

"Yan'er, remember what your master said. Do not leave the mountain without your master's permission."

His eyes were full of concern and worry, because he knew very well that Mu Yan's identity was special and he would face many unknown dangers once he went down the mountain.

Mu Yan listened to his master's words. Although he felt a little dissatisfied, he knew that his master made such a request out of concern for him.

He had no choice but to nod, but he still felt unhappy inside, so he decided to ignore his master for a while, just for a short while.

"What, are you angry?"

Venerable Qingyang looked at his little disciple, whose lips were pouted so hard that he could hang an oil bottle on them, and smiled helplessly.

When Mu Yan heard the voice, he turned around and faced away from Master Qingyang, muttering, "Humph, no, I didn't. How dare I be angry with my master?"

Reverend Qingyang shook his head helplessly, walked to Mu Yan, gently touched his head and said:

"Okay, okay, our Yanyan is not angry. Doesn't Yanyan want to go down the mountain? How about I take Yanyan down the mountain tonight?"

When Mu Yan heard this, his eyes lit up instantly.

He turned around quickly and looked at Reverend Qingyang expectantly: "Really, Master?"

Since Mu Yan went up the mountain, except for the time he went down with Senior Brother Su Wen, he has never gone down the mountain again.

He was full of curiosity about the world below the mountain, especially the prosperity and bustle of the human world, which made him yearn for it.