The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

As soon as these three words came out, it was as if a cold wind filled the room, making people shiver.

Even though Mu Zhi was still wearing a quilt, she couldn't help but tremble.

She looked up in astonishment, and found a slender figure leaning against the door.

The owner of the body has a very aggressive handsome face, with pale but fierce features.

The thin lips curled up in an arc, and the sunlight outside the window fell on his face, making the smile on his lips even colder.

Mu Zhi watched from a distance like that, and subconsciously shuddered.

Wen Ningrui also turned around, and when she saw the person coming, she first frowned, obviously displeased.

But soon, she showed a decent and elegant smile: It's Xiaoying, why are you free to come over today? Xiaozhi was still thinking about you just now.

She doesn't like Mu Ying, but she still has to do her best to save face.

Otherwise, if it is spread, there will be a reputation of being harsh on the younger generation.

She is the wife of the head of the house in the future, and she cannot let such a small matter add a stain to her for no reason.

Hey. Mu Ying bent her left leg, leaning on her right foot alone for support.

He chuckled noncommittally, ignored Wen Ningrui, but looked at Mu Zhi, who was pretty and pale, raised his chin, spoke lazily, and repeated: Don't blame anyone?

Hearing these three words, Mu Zhi's complexion turned paler, her lips squirmed, and her voice was soft and weak like a mosquito: Mu, Brother Mu Ying...

Before the last word was spoken, there was a sound of clang--.

A long sword came from nowhere, broke through the wind, and then stood in the air.

The whole body of the sword was silvery white, with a cold light on the tip of the sword, pointing at Mu Zhi's forehead, motionless.

This sudden scene shocked both Wen Ningrui and Mu Zhi.

What does it mean?

Why are you so good, you drew your swords and faced each other?

Wen Ningrui was the first to react, her face changed, and her voice was urgent and harsh: Xiaoying, what are you doing?

Mu Ying still ignored her, her phoenix eyes locked on Mu Zhi firmly.

What's your name? He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, his voice was unprecedentedly kind and gentle, Say it again?

Hearing these words, water mist quickly formed in Mu Zhi's eyes.

With a pale face, she called out in a trembling voice: Master Ying...Master Ying.

The fingers couldn't help curling up, and the delicate skin in the palm was pinched with blood.

Mu Zhi finally couldn't hold it back, tears trickled down the corners of her eyes, moistening her pale skin.

Sobbing and choking, it sounds very distressing.

Don't cry, Xiao Zhi, don't cry. Wen Ningrui hurriedly coaxed, and after helping Mu Zhi wipe away her tears, she looked at the young man leaning against the door.

Mu Ying! After all this, how could she not know what Mu Ying was doing with the sword, and was so angry that her heart and lungs hurt for a while, Xiao Zhi is your sister, what's wrong with calling you brother?

She smiled coldly: Okay, even if you don't like it, why do you do it?

Xiaozhi is not in good health yet, what if you frighten her into sickness after doing this? Can you afford it?

These words, Wen Ningrui can be said to open his mouth, very straightforward, not stuck in the slightest.

Faintly, there is a pleasure.

An orphan whose parents both died, had the nerve to put on a face in front of her.

genius?

So what about a genius, it's not like she hasn't destroyed a genius with her own hands.

Wen Ningrui's expression was ice-cold, and her eyes were like knives.

At this time, Mu Ying finally took a look at Wen Ningrui, and laughed coldly: I didn't ask you anything, so stop interrupting, my sword doesn't have eyes.

You... Wen Ningrui's face was flushed, and she slapped the bed board heavily, You simply don't distinguish between superior and inferior, and you will commit the following crimes!

Mu Ying raised her eyes and said casually, Oh, that's it.

Next second!

Ugh—

Well!

Wen Ningrui suppressed the scream that was about to blurt out, staring at the sudden silver long sword with cold sweat, a burst of sour water in her stomach.

She was not surprised, if Mu Ying thought about it, the sword would have been directly inserted into her throat.

This Mu Ying is truly lawless!

He actually dared to make a move here!

You can file a complaint with the old man and let him punish me. Mu Ying crossed her arms and looked down at the mother and daughter, Of course, there is another way, and that is—

His lips twitched: When the strength can really surpass me, kill me.

Xiaoying, what nonsense are you talking about? Wen Ningrui's expression was a little unnatural, I don't care whether to kill or not, everyone is a family and should live in harmony.

Mu Ying sneered coldly: With disgusting people like you, it's impossible to get along with each other.

Wen Ningrui gritted her teeth angrily, and could only swallow the words in her stomach.

Because she was afraid of the floating sword, and if she moved forward a few inches, blood might splash on the spot.

Master Ying, Young Master Ying. Mu Zhi said suddenly, as if she mustered up her courage, I know it's all my fault, my status is humble, so I shouldn't be called brother and sister with Young Master Ying.

She looked sad, and bit her lips: Don't worry, Young Master Ying, I won't call you like that again in the future, and please don't blame mother.

Mu Ying glanced at her, but smiled: No—

When Mu Zhi heard this, she seemed a little delighted: Master Ying?

Mu Ying raised her eyebrows: You are not lowly, you are lowly and despicable.

Hearing this sentence, Mu Zhi couldn't believe it, the blood on her lips faded completely: Me?

How could he use such words to describe her?

In his eyes, is she just such a person?

Put away your tricks. Mu Ying smiled back, her brows were cold, This kind of trick is like a fake in front of me.

Master Ying. Mu Zhi took a deep breath, and her soft voice became unusually hard, Is it too much for you to slander me like this?

Slander? Mu Ying bent the corners of her lips, with a smile on her lips, I always do it directly, don't you know, or you...

Xiaoying! Seeing that the long sword was about to change direction, Wen Ningrui interrupted at the right time, If you are fine, go, Xiaozhi is going to sleep.

Now that Mu Chenyu is not here, she absolutely cannot confront Mu Ying head-on.

Hearing this, Mu Ying raised her eyebrows and raised her hands.

Seeing his action, Wen Ningrui immediately became nervous.

If the old man hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have come. Mu Ying put down a cloth bag and went over, Get it, but don't say that I didn't deliver it.

The cloth bag fell, and the contents scattered all over the bed. It contained the pills and spirit stones prepared by Patriarch Mu for Mu Zhi.

Wen Ningrui's expression was a little embarrassed, he was neither advancing nor retreating, so he could only smile apologetically: Thank you Xiaoying for making the trip.

Mu Zhi leaned on the bed with her head slightly lowered, she didn't say a word, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Mu Ying ignored her, turned around and walked out.

Wen Ningrui's face darkened in an instant, but within a few seconds, she abruptly put on a smiling face again: Xiaoying, is there anything else?

Because Mu Ying hadn't taken a few steps before she turned her head again.

In the whirling light and shadow, the handsome face was not very clear, and a shadow came out.

The words that came out were extremely cold and filled with killing intent.

It's not yours, and it's useless to snatch it away. One day, you will spit it out with interest!

In a word, both Wen Ningrui and Mu Zhi were slightly terrified.

And from a distance, the young man's eyes are like the coldest blade on the snow mountain, so... so frightening.

**

alright?

Feng Chi, who was drowsy outside the door, saw Mu Ying walking out, and woke up immediately.

En. Mu Ying responded lightly, Let's go.

You look indifferent all day long, I didn't know that I thought you were not good enough. Feng Chi rolled his eyes, Where are you going? Why don't you go to my house for a drink?

No. Mu Ying resolutely refused, I'm already tired of your wine.

Can you save face? Feng Chi glared at him, And, don't the wines all taste the same? There's nothing greasy or not.

He couldn't understand why Mu Ying liked such spicy things.

Moreover, he will never be able to tell the difference between Qiulubai, Zihonghuaying, and lotus pistil.

When it came to his mouth, it became three words - not good.

Tsk. Mu Ying wiped the corners of her lips with her fingertips, narrowed her eyes, and said lightly, I'm in a bad mood today, and I want to kill someone.

Hearing this sentence, Feng Chi was startled: Why are you in a bad mood again?

It's nothing. Mu Ying raised her eyes lazily, Occasionally, just get used to it.

The corner of Feng Chi's mouth twitched, thinking that he didn't dare to get used to your behavior, brother.

If he is angry and wants to kill someone, what if he suffers disaster one day?

By the way. As if thinking of something, Feng Chi scratched his head, You met a younger sister outside, didn't your old man say anything?

He doesn't know, and he doesn't care. Mu Ying said lightly, When he saw me, he didn't dare to raise his head.

Hearing this, Feng Chi was silent for a while: Yes, after all, your old man is very guilty of you.

There's nothing to feel guilty about. Mu Ying didn't seem to care, but her eyes were a little cold, I still understand the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Feng Chi seemed to understand a bit, he hesitated to speak: Ying, that's why you and the Mu family...

It's getting late. Mu Ying interrupted him, What's going on here, please help me watch.

Feng Chi didn't say any more, and nodded, Okay, are you going out again?

Yeah. Mu Ying raised her eyes, Go to the hunting plain and find something.

As he said that, his eyes softened a bit.

The man who had always been cold and stern became gentle, but there was a different kind of sex appeal.

Feng Chi couldn't help covering his face, he really admired his brother's skin, even a big man like him felt a little moved when he saw it.

But to make Mu Ying show such a look, I think he is alone now.

Feng Chi murmured in his heart, that girl is as beautiful as she is beautiful, it might make Mu Ying like this, but I don't know where the charm came from.

Let's go. Mu Ying nodded slightly, and smiled angrily, Don't do anything wrong, or I will beat you to death when I come back.

Feng Chi: ...

Nie Yuan, what kind of friend did he make.

Get out, he doesn't want to see this man again.

Soon, you'll be back... Mu Ying murmured to herself, with a sharp light in her eyes, Take back everything that belongs to you.

Xiao Qian.

**

Hunyuanling, Jiuzhongxiao.

In Zixiao, there are already countless days and nights passing by.

Lan Yiyue was still the same as before, lying on a branch of the small flat peach tree, resting with her eyes closed.

And Jun Muqian sat cross-legged under the tree, with a dark green animal pill floating in front of her.

A faint ray of light flowed out from the beast pill, then entered the body of the purple-clothed woman, and flowed into the meridians.

As soon as the dantian exhaled and inhaled, the aura in Zixiao gathered towards Jun Muqian, surging slowly.

The aura that entered the body circulated back and forth in the eight extraordinary meridians and spiritual roots, and between a few times of exhalation, it was already a week.

In this way, time passed quietly.

Lan Yiyue didn't know how many times she opened her eyes, looked down again, and found that the purple-clothed woman was still in the previous posture, and she didn't even move.

He sighed softly, and had to admit that the Lord was the second person he admired.

Although everyone yearns for strong strength, the journey of cultivation is extremely boring. Many people give up after walking.

But the Lord is different, she has a calm mind, even those old things who have lived for thousands of years can't compare.

Even, she is very aware of her own weaknesses and advantages, and never stops for things that have no results.

Lan Yiyue thought, if it was him, he might have to persevere in alchemy to the end, and he would have to successfully refine a elixir, even if it was the lowest-level elixir.

However, Jun Muqian resolutely chose the more difficult path of being a talisman teacher.

Why do you continue to do what you are destined to do?

Lan Yiyue was the only one who saw that Jun Muqian had never had a spiritual root and his dantian was completely broken to the point where he is now.

But it must be said that her luck is also very good.

She was able to meet two innate spiritual sources in a short period of time that other people could never touch in their entire lives.

Such a huge power of luck is simply unheard of.

Hongmeng luck.

Even though Jun Muqian didn't know what the effect of Primordial Qi Luck was, it had already exerted its effect invisibly.

Encountering Xiantian Lingbao and Xiantian Spiritual Source is never a coincidence, but an inevitability.

The power of luck is able to do this.

If the owner of the real dragon luck, he will definitely ascend to the throne and take charge of one party in the future, no matter how unbearable the owner is.

It's just that Jun Muqian doesn't know yet.

She was immersed in cultivation, feeling the abundant spiritual power in her body.

And the cultivation base is slowly improving, the speed is even visible to the naked eye!

boom!

The ground suddenly shook, and even a few leaves on the small flat peach tree were scattered.

Lan Yiyue glanced at it, and thought calmly, oh, another breakthrough.

It's no wonder he's so calm, it's because he's used to it these days.

Seeing that the lord has risen from the first-level spiritual sect to the fourth-level spiritual sect.

Although there is the help of the beast pill with the level of beast master, the most important thing is himself.

Generally speaking, the Lingzong cannot withstand such a huge force.

But after awakening as a divine vein talent, it's easy.

And, obviously, this breakthrough is not over yet, because the aura has not stopped surging.

But at this moment, Jun Muqian, who was in a state of concentration, suddenly reappeared in her mind the mysterious jade statue when she drew the talisman for the first time.

The jade statue still has its hands on the chest, and although the eyes are closed, it gives people a sense of sacred elegance.

She stood there, like a goddess above the nine heavens, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

She is alive, Jun Muqian knew it from the beginning.

This is definitely not a simple statue made of white jade, she has vitality.

Who are you? Jun Muqian looked at the female statue and said to himself, Why did you appear in my spiritual consciousness?

well……

As soon as these words came out, a faint long sigh suddenly came to her ears.

The sigh carried a very strong sadness, which made the hearer feel very sad.

Jun Muqian's heart sank when she heard this, and she actually had the urge to cry.

However, she quickly regained her composure.

But at this time, Jun Muqian suddenly saw crystal clear tears flowing down from the end of the jade statue's closed eyes.

Although there was only one drop, one could feel her extreme sadness.

Who are you? Jun Muqian frowned, feeling a little hurt in his heart again, Who the hell?

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, as if her mind was occupied by someone else.

The female statue was already standing there quietly, and the crystal drop finally fell.

Next second!

The female image in my mind suddenly disappeared!

Hmm! Jun Muqian snorted, she sensed a stronger force gushing out of her body, and began to wreak havoc crazily.

The strength was so great that it seemed to tear her meridians apart.

Hold on, hold on.

Jun Muqian exhaled slowly, and calmed down to control this sudden force.

At the same time, Lan Yiyue jumped down from the tree in disbelief, and suddenly looked up.

Shua!

Brother, I really like brother, does anyone want a brother~

ε=(′ο｀*))) Well, if only I had such an older brother.

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