Really not a villain

Before dawn, Mu Jiangling came back.

Ling Yun, who had been watching all night, stood up rubbing his numb legs, and said, "Have you hit a wall? Have you been rejected by Senior Brother Meng?"

Mu Jiangling said, "I didn't see it."

He was very frustrated: "The guards are too strict, and the fairy master is watching all directions and listening to all directions. I fumbled around and came back."

Ling Yun spat: "You deserve it!"

Mu Jiangling: "Why do you speak so badly, little guy? I told you I didn't kill your brother."

Ling Yun jumped up as if stepping on his tail: "You are not allowed to mention my senior brother! Bastard!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it." Mu Jiangling jumped up to the window next to his room, licked his fingers, poked a hole, and looked inside.It was dark, there were no lights, and no one was there.

It's been a whole day.Mu Jiangling smacked his lips - he was the one who was kissed, right?Why is he so awkward?Dare to act or not?

He rolled his eyes and went back to his room to rest.

noon.

"The altar of Wentian has been opened, everyone can use the water-avoiding formula and follow me down."

Several Taoyuan Township disciples bowed their hands towards the crowd of casual cultivators, and they were the first to cast the formula and entered the water, followed by one after another.

Mu Jiangling held the water-proof bead and couldn't help but look back.The dark figure he had expected was not there.

The water in Dongting Lake is bottomless, as if its mouth is open to eat people.

Ling Yun stared at him coldly from behind.

out on a limb.

Mu Jiangling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and jumped.The lake water splashed and splashed, several circles of ripples swayed, and a small string of bubbles emerged from the bottom of the lake.

The water-avoiding beads emitted a soft halo, opening up a space for only one person.Mu Jiangling tried to move his body, but there was nothing unusual.

"Good stuff." He murmured, "It would be great if I could stay."

A group of people followed the disciple leading the way, and after a while, they arrived at the Wentian Altar.

Everyone was amazed: "What a big round altar!"

The base of the altar is built of bluestone, embossed with patterns and patterns, and the steps are towering. Twelve finely carved white marble pillars stand on it. Looking from a distance, it looks like a bright moon in the water.

The disciple who led the way said politely: "This place is full of aura. Before the last day of the Wentian Festival, you can practice here, and maybe you can get a hidden opportunity. It's just that you can't force the opportunity, and I hope you can do it according to your ability."

All the casual cultivators around showed excitement, only Mu Jiangling smiled helplessly.

Just now Ling Yun had come to take away the water-preventing beads, he was equivalent to being trapped here, unable to fly.

If the word comes, it will be safe.

Mu Jiangling didn't meditate immediately like other casual practitioners, he seemed to be wandering around very leisurely.Behind the altar is a rocky mountain. Several water-proof buildings were built on the mountain, presumably for the fairy master and accompanying disciples who came down together.This is a deep place underwater, but it's not dark, and I don't know where the light comes from, it's just a little dim.

Look, there is nothing too surprising, and there is no way out.

What else can he do?

Mu Jiangling found a bunch of unknown aquatic plants, walked around to the back, sat down, and fell asleep.My life is almost gone, and I'm still practicing ass.

It's a lie to say I'm not afraid.So what if you die once?He still regrets his life.It's best to live for a long time, long enough to piss off that cold and missing fairy.

...Where did he go?

I still have Sanqing fruit on my body, doesn't that guy want it?

Thinking wildly for a while, I don't know if I fell asleep or not, when I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard someone whispering in my ear: "Mu Jiangling."

"Huh?" Mu Jiangling replied confusedly, thinking that the voice sounded familiar, "I... dreamed?"

"Not dreaming."

Now he woke up in a jerk, looked up at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but suspect that he hadn't woken up yet: "Yingchen? You, how did you find it?"

"This is in the water." Ying Chen said stiffly, "What did you use to get down?"

"Avoid water droplets."

"No wonder." Ying Chen frowned, seeing his dejected look, put back the sarcasm on his lips, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Jiangling cried with a sad face: "The water drops are gone, so I can't get out."

Ying Chen said: "Next time, don't use water avoiding beads."

Mu Jiangling: "Huh?"

Ying Chen: "Without water, I can't find you." When he said this, he was actually a little gentle.

Mu Jiangling looked at him, and his heart beat wildly without knowing it.The deliberately blurred kiss in the memory became hotter and clearer, the smell of blood was mixed with low whimpers, the sound of ambiguous water stains was mixed with soft hums, the skirts were half-opened, lips and tongues were entangled, looking back on it, it was so voluptuous and embarrassing .

"You, you, me, me, me..."

It's a pity that Ying Chen couldn't understand Mu Jiangling's complicated mood. He didn't understand why his eyes flickered, his words were vague, and he asked directly: "Where did you go last night?"

After that kiss, the meaning of the question changed somewhat.At least, Mu Jiangling felt that something had changed.He didn't want to simply deal with this question anymore, he turned his head and said, "Where did I go, what does it have to do with you?"

"You are my sacrifice."

Sure enough, it was like this again!Mu Jiangling felt aggrieved and aggrieved.From the beginning of the Sanqing fruit to the inexplicable sacrifice, from the beginning to the end, in his eyes, is it not Mu Jiangling?

He gritted his teeth with hatred: "You..."

Suddenly a bell rang, deafening, and the casual practitioners who closed their eyes and meditated woke up one after another, and got up to look around.

Mu Jiangling asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Ying Chen shook his head.

"No one is allowed to leave! Anyone who acts rashly, kill!"

coming.

Mu Jiangling's heart trembled, and such a thought popped up.He glanced at Ying Chen and leaned over there.

Ying Chen grabbed his shoulders and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm a little nervous."

"Then go."

"Hush, wait, all the fairy masters have come out. Calm down."

Xuan Xichen walked in the front, followed by Meng Tingshen.Both master and apprentice are dressed in the same white clothes, and have the same temperament, except that Xuan Xichen is a bit more ethereal, noble and long-standing.Once the coercion came out, there was no sound.

He glanced at the casual cultivators under the altar indifferently, and said: "I invite you to come here to witness the matter of Wentian, and I can give you some opportunities. But there are some people among you who are greedy, Make a stealthy thing!"

Xuan Xichen turned over his sleeve robe and found an unpretentious bronze mirror: "This is one of the twelve Wentian mirrors. The one belonging to Danxia Mountain has been stolen. The thief must still be in the During casual practice, have you ever seen someone with such a bronze mirror on their body?"

As soon as these words came out, the bottom exploded like water pouring into boiling oil.

"Someone is so bold!"

"Danxia Mountain, is it the one where the Immortal Lord is absent? No wonder it was stolen."

"But this treasure, how can there be no breath when it is hidden on the body?"

Xuan Xichen flicked his sleeves lightly, Meng Ting understood deeply, stepped forward a few steps, and said in a gentle voice: "I don't know, but if this Wentian mirror falls into the hands of monks who are below the realm of harmony, it will be no different from ordinary bronze mirrors."

Someone shouted: "Then how to find it?"

Meng Ting said deeply: "The Wentian Festival is suspended, we must first find the lost Wentian Mirror. Everyone, I have offended you."

It seems that everyone is going to be detained here, searched one by one, and cleared of suspicion.

Mu Jiangling's fingertips were numb.

He almost guessed the next scene.If the protagonist of this big drama is not himself, he can still eat melon seeds and watch the drama with relish, and the fairy gate is so happy that he can't find the best one.However, when it fell on his head, he still couldn't escape.

"Did you take it?"

A light sentence fell on my heart, weighing as much as a thousand catties.

"...What?" Mu Jiangling turned his head slowly with a stiff neck, thinking he had heard wrong, "Ying Chen, what are you talking about?"

"Where did you go last night?"

"I……"

Mu Jiangling suddenly choked up.He went to the residence of the fairy master and the first disciples.This time, jumping into the Yellow River will not wash it off.

"It's not me." He panicked, "It's really not me."

Ying Chen pushed him away, folded his arms, and said: "Bring it."

"You think it's me?" Mu Jiangling wanted to reach out and grab his sleeve, but his hand stopped in mid-air, not daring to answer, "Ying Chen, do you think I stole it?"

"You cared about this mirror at that time. And in the past, when I asked about your whereabouts, you would always tell me." The amber vertical pupils narrowed for a while, and then widened suddenly. The overwhelming chill almost swallowed people, he sternly shouted, "Give me!"

"You don't believe me?" Mu Jiangling was shivered by the cold, stepped back a few steps, his whole body was cold, his outstretched hand seemed to want to hold something back, and he repeated anxiously and eagerly, "You don't believe me?"

"Do not believe."

It's really heartbreaking.

Even ice water can't pour it through like this.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

After a long time, he lowered his head and said dumbly, "It's me."

"Where's the mirror?"

"No." Mu Jiangling smiled softly. He knew what Ying Chen was going to say and how he was going to threaten him, "You can take the Sanqing Fruit and leave, so what if your cultivation base is gone? This mirror is for me. It is very important, even if I die, I will not hand it over."

Ying Chen's face was already so ugly that it was about to frost.

Mu Jiangling bit his lower lip, his heart felt empty and uncomfortable, and he tightened it up and down.

But he smiled and said, "Get lost."

This time - there is really nothing.

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Finally back to the place where the brain hole started.Don't worry, there is always sugar ovo after glass slag