Rebirth: The little junior sister is crazy but super cute!

In fact, Mu Qingxi had already discovered something unusual about the village when she first entered it.

Not to mention that as soon as they arrived here, Bo Yan sent a message to Mu Qingxi, saying that there was the breath of a divine beast here.

Even the acting skills of this group of villagers cannot compare with that of the drama god Mu Qingxi.

When the two of them first arrived, the group of villagers confronted each other and it was obvious that they had a back-up plan.

As soon as they arrived, they started crying and acting pitiful.

And the terrain here is clearly a natural Feng Shui treasure land with rich spiritual energy.

But the arrangement of the houses here creates a suppressive effect.

Suppress evil spirits, there is a devil in your heart.

And in the entire village, there were no animals except humans.

Not to mention that Wangjia Village is so wealthy, it doesn't even have a working ox, let alone chickens, ducks, geese, or dogs.

This is so abnormal!

Mu Qingxi went along with the situation. First, she also wanted to deal with the Feng family and collect some interest. She also wanted to let that group of people run errands for her and buy some fourth-grade herbs for making pills.

Second, she was very interested in the mythical beast that Bo Yan mentioned.

There are very few mythical beasts in the Lingyu Continent. Apart from the four major sects in Zhongzhou that have their own mythical beasts, there are only a few first-rate families that have mythical beasts.

Mu Qingxi wanted to see what kind of mythical beast this was and whether she could get it.

If she can’t afford to raise him, she can ask the sect to raise him!

From now on, their Yunjian Sect will have two divine beasts, both of which were brought by Mu Qingxi. If she is not the pride of the sect, who is?

"Bo Yan, where is the aura of the divine beast?"

Bo Yan yawned and pointed to the innermost part of the dungeon.

Mu Qingxi walked to the door of the dungeon and reached out to touch it. It was just a fifth-level restriction. She didn't even need a formation plate. She circulated the power of space, drew a circle with her hand, and walked out of the cell.

She looked back at the stairs in the dungeon. It seemed that there were guards only outside the stairs, and there were no guards inside.

That’s right, it’s dark, damp and smelly here, and they probably don’t want to stay here.

Mu Qingxi walked into the dungeon step by step.

The dungeon was dark and damp, with no light. Mu Qingxi took out the glass lamp, and the white light at this moment seemed even more eerie.

"It would be better if the light was brighter."

Mu Qingxi muttered something casually, and the next moment, the glass lamp became brighter!

"Oh!" Mu Qingxi held up the glass lamp and smiled happily, "Liuli, you can understand what I say!"

The glass lamp flickered.

"It's really amazing. You actually produced a weapon spirit?"

The glass lamp flickered again.

"Your weapon spirit has just been formed and is still very weak, so it cannot transform or speak, right?"

The glass lamp flickered again.

"Liuli is so amazing! From now on, you can be called Liuli!"

As Mu Qingxi spoke, he took out a few spirit stones and stuffed them into the glass lamp.

"This is a gift to celebrate your birth of a spirit!"

"Bo Yan, shouldn't you also give a little bit of money?"

Bo Yan was stunned, and casually took out two leaves and stuffed them into the lamp.

Afterwards, Mu Qingxi asked the eight sword spirits to contribute their respective shares.

"This is a great occasion, you should at least show some appreciation, right?"

"Why, don't you think it's a great joy that Liuli gave birth to a spirit?"

"You two should be the same kind, right? Are you so unfeeling?"

Eight Sword Spirits: ...

What is the meaning of instrument sentiment? Humans have sentimentality, but do instrument spirits also practice formalism?

Swords have been around for thousands of years, and this is the first time I know that a sword must be given according to its origin!

But I can’t tell what’s wrong!

I can only say that, to Mu Qingxi, no matter how outrageous the matter is, it doesn’t seem outrageous anymore.

The eight swords were helpless and they searched each sword carefully.

Mu Qingxi played with the eight swords in his sea of ​​consciousness while walking towards the depths of the dungeon.

She felt a little traumatized by the dark dungeon, but after playing and joking with the sword spirits, she felt less uncomfortable.

At this moment, Bo Yan suddenly grabbed Mu Qingxi's hand, which was clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.

"With me here, don't be afraid."

Mu Qingxi was stunned for a moment, then turned and shouted towards the headband space.

"Mo Yi! What did you teach Bo Yan? How could he say such greasy words? He is only three and a half years old!"

Mo Yi didn't feel anything at all.

"I found the storybook Xiao Liu was reading interesting, so I borrowed it to read."

"Don't you always say that reading is good for you? We take turns reading to Mo Yi and Xi Yue, aren't we hoping that they will grow up to be successful? And you actually yelled at me!"

Mu Qingxi was speechless. How could Senior Brother Liu read this kind of book!

Want to learn how to become a domineering president?

Liu Luoxun who was far away in Dongzhou: A-choo!

Oh, it must be my junior sister who misses me.

Finally you know that he is the best senior brother!

Mu Qingxi rubbed his brows and said earnestly,

"If you read to children again, you must get my permission, got it? Don't read anything crap! Don't let those greasy forced love things pollute my little flowers!"

Mo Yi agreed indifferently.

Mu Qingxi turned and looked at Bo Yan again.

Bo Yan was connected to her spiritually, and it was an equal contract, so he could naturally sense some of her fear.

She held Bo's hand and whispered,

"Thank you, Bo-Yun."

Sooner or later she will make Yuan Li's family pay the price!

She also wants Yuan Li to experience the pain of being unable to die!

Mu Qingxi suppressed the fear and anger in her heart and continued to move forward.

Along the way, she saw many dungeons, and there were many dark brown blood stains in each dungeon.

Many people may have died here.

No wonder the houses here are built to suppress.

They also passed by a blood-stained table with two human heads on it.

It must have been dead for a long time. Its eyes are sunken and bugs crawl over them occasionally. It looks very eerie and scary.

Mu Qingxi walked to the innermost cell, which looked to be the largest.

When she saw the scene in the cell clearly, Mu Qingxi's heart skipped a beat.

This scene still shocked her, even though she had lived her entire life again and was only twenty years old!

The cell was extremely filthy, and there seemed to be a thick layer of blood and flesh on the ground.

At the innermost part, there is a very thick chain, one end of which is fixed to the wall.

At the other end, a skinny little animal was tied!

The little animal looked only the size of an adult cat, so thin that it was out of shape, and covered with scars all over its body.

When he heard the noise, he only moved his ears slightly and didn't even have the strength to raise his head!

This scene reminded Mu Qingxi of herself in the Lingtian Sect’s water prison in her previous life.

But before she could do anything, Bo Yan next to her was already angry.

How could they, the divine beasts, be treated like this!

Bo Yan simply set fire to the door of the dungeon, walked in, broke the chains that were locked on the little animal with his bare hands, and picked up the little animal.

Only then did Mu Qingxi see the appearance of the little animal clearly.

It turned out to be a white tiger!

Its body was covered with scars, both new and old, all of which were caused by cuts through the skin, with new wounds on top of the old ones.

The entire white tiger was only the size of a kitten, but it had hundreds of wounds, with its skin and flesh flying around, and a lot of filth and maggots wriggling in the wounds.

Bo Yan held the white tiger and looked up at Mu Qingxi with pleading eyes.

Mu Qingxi looked at the skinny white tiger, which was thinner than a kitten, with sunken cheeks and dirty body, and felt very distressed.

She thought she was not a soft-hearted person, but when she saw the little white tiger, she really wanted to cry.

At the same time, a feeling of anger filled my chest.