Fuck you

The forgotten person also cannot receive the blessings of heaven and earth, otherwise why he alone accounts for more than half of the thousands of sufferings in the world.

It was not easy for Qinghua either. He used his spiritual power as if he didn't need money. He drew spells one after another, and chanted one sentence after another. His whole body was sometimes green, sometimes cold.

The sky went from dim to bright, and then from bright to dim to cold. After Haishi, Ming Yuegui spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood lying on the side of the bed, and Qinghua withdrew his spiritual energy and leaned against the edge of the bed to gasp for breath.

Neither of them spoke because they didn't even have the energy to speak.

After a whole night of tossing, Mingyuegui could clearly feel the loss of mana in his body, which was inevitable and irreversible. This made him anxious and panic that he could not find his way after suddenly losing his sight and the world was in darkness.

What will happen to him, what will happen in the future, everything has become predictable, and because it is predictable, it is more desperate and painful.

Among them, the most unbearable thing for Mingyuegui is that since today, he has no fate with the Immortal Dao, and his cultivation base has forcibly reached an insurmountable peak, while Xinghe is already far ahead, and now it is even more out of reach.

Cultivation is meaningless, and the distance between them is getting farther and farther.

Qinghua didn't say anything, and didn't give much comfort. He propped himself on the edge of the bed to recover for a while, and went to cook medicine to eat. He was in a mess and couldn't take care of cleaning up. After that, I hugged the bright moon and returned to soak for a whole night.

The following days were dull and boring. Apart from adapting to a body that lost more than half of its spiritual power, Mingyuegui also had to take medicinal baths every day, eat a bunch of bitter Chinese medicine, and practice low-level body training spells that were completely despised.

Fortunately, Qinghua can spare two hours a day to talk with him, otherwise he might grow mushrooms all over his body.

Of course, it’s not all happy things. After Mingyuegui sealed Xuanming’s ghostly energy for two days, he inadvertently turned over his pillow and found the small medicine bottle that Xinghe gave him, and then he became faintly happy.

I don't know whether to say it is because of a consonant heart or a deep fate. The person who delivered the medicine may not have the heart, but he happened to deliver what Mingyuegui needed most.

Master Qinghua said that this bottle of medicine for internal injuries is an extremely precious elixir of Yige Shangshen. I don’t know how many medicinal materials were wasted to refine more than ten bottles. Whether it is internal injuries or lack of spiritual power, taking one medicine has no effect. It can be worth a hundred times the effect of other medicines.

Thanks to this bottle of healing medicine, Mingyue Gui's body is getting better day by day. Although the spiritual power in his body is not as good as before, it has barely reached the level of his last birthday party.

During the period, Ming Ronglan and Qian Mo came to see him once, and it was more than seven days since he sealed the Xuanming Ghost Qi, Qinghua did not stop him.

Mingyuegui's body is still weak, she seems to be fine from the outside, and her complexion is even better than ever.

I have to say that Qinghua is a good master that is hard to find in the world, and he is also a good nursery teacher. He has always worked tirelessly on the road to nurturing the little sapling of Mingyuegui.

Seeing Ming Ronglan and Qian Mo strolling in while admiring the scenery, Ming Yuegui looked left and right for a long time, and almost rushed out to see if that person was coming.

Just as he was about to ask, Qian Mo still guessed what he was expecting. Putting aside the notebooks he had collected for several days, he teased with a smile, "Can Senior Brother Xinghe punish you?"

Mingyue Gui, who had been punctured, scratched her hair in embarrassment, and withdrew her long-awaited gaze: "No, I just wanted to see if it was just the two of you who came. I don't like to comment on others, so I have to get out." .”

Ming Ronglan slapped him: "You boy, you've started chattering after living here for a few days! How's it going, are you still used to it here?"

Mingyuegui stretched her waist and yawned: "It's so comfortable!"

Indeed, there are no outsiders here, no irrelevant people who hate him, except for a few sweeping boys and little Xian'e who clean up the house, that is Emperor Qinghua and him Mingyuegui.

Qinghua never cared about him, he is the boss here, he can be as wild as he wants, as comfortable as he wants, except for being a little boring.

Ming Ronglan also knew in her heart that he didn't want to bring up sad things, and carefully avoided sensitive topics when talking. A certain fairy wrote a love letter and other trivial matters.

While talking, Ming Ronglan suddenly patted her thigh: "Oh, I almost forgot!"

Both of them looked at him together.

Ming Ronglan groped for a long time and took out a letter from her bosom.

A spell was cast on the letter, and a phantom popped out when it was opened.Mingyue Gui recognized it at a glance, the scene in the phantom was the mountain behind Bai Ze.

A chubby little boy was wearing only shorts, holding Jiang Su's short hand, and Jiang Su teased him from time to time, and the little boy giggled.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people are also beautiful. Mingyuegui is full of emotions in his heart. It hasn't been long. Mingchen has grown so big!

Ming Chen is very cute like a porcelain doll, looking at Ming Chen with a nice smile, the laughter seems to be contagious through the phantom, Ming Yuegui can't help but laugh along with it.

The letter didn't say anything, like all the mothers in the world, most of them are taking care of their health, eating well, practicing, listening to lectures, and other useless nonsense. After eliminating these nonsense, the rest are all used to scold Mingyue Gui.

A few days ago, Mingyue Gui beat Jiang Gong up in front of the children of the God Clan. It's in Jiang Sui's ears.

Jiang Sui was furious, but Mingyue Guiren was not in Baize, Junyan was not in Baize, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he scolded nearly three thousand words in the letter.

Mingyuegui felt that Jiang Sui's original intention of writing this letter was to scold herself. If she hadn't been so angry that she had to suffocate this letter, Ming Ronglan probably wouldn't have even thought about a single word of concern from Jiang Sui in the past few years of studying. See you in writing.

"Uncle, aunt is coming??" Mingyue Gui didn't realize it all at once, and the dominatrix tearing up human flesh in a certain book couldn't help appearing in her mind.

"That's right, Concubine Tian invited her to some sort of Peach Blossom Club, and brought Ming Chen to see us." Of course Ming Ronglan didn't come to let Ming Yuegui experience Jiang Yi's proficient swearing skills, Ming Chen The important thing is to come, but unfortunately his good cousin missed it again.