The forty-third chapter enhances the power of the soul (2)
Xiao Yan nodded repeatedly and thought for a moment. Now that he can refine the emperor's third-grade elixir at the early stage of the imperial realm, it is estimated that the fifth-grade elixir of the emperor will be enough for the late emperor realm. Let You Jue Mingling be as strong as possible.
Some, as a trump card.
The decision was made, Xiao Yan was anxious to go back to absorb the Youjue ghosts, chatted with Qing Haoran for a few words, and then left.
After turning several corridors, the courtyard was deep and completely silent. The night was about to disappear, the air was cold and cold, and the light blue sky was inlaid with a few remaining stars.
Small bridges and flowing water, cloud windows and foggy pavilions, Xiao Yan's footsteps stopped when he was about to reach his residence. Outside the carved railings, a beautiful shadow stood against the railings. A green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass,
Wearing a thin veil of green water, her shoulders are cut into a straight waist, her muscles are as thick as fat and blue, and her smile touches the heart and soul. She seems to be looking up, waiting for something.
"Qing Mu'er?" Xiao Yan couldn't believe his eyes and was a little surprised.
Under the hazy starlight, if you look carefully, you can see a beautiful figure looking left and right, her eyes are misty, and the occasional smile looks gloomy.
Could it be that Miss Mu'er has been wronged? It's unlikely. She is the sister of the Demon Emperor. She is the only one who bullies others. How can anyone dare to bully her? Xiao Yan was puzzled and strode forward, intending to find out.
"Little liar, you're finally back..." Seeing Xiao Yan appear, Qing Muer, who had been waiting all night, swept away her sluggishness and rushed over happily.
"She is really a little witch, she changes whenever she wants. Just now it was cloudy and cloudy, but now it has stopped raining and the sky is sunny." Xiao Yan muttered, before he could react.
Qing Muer was only one step away from throwing herself into her arms. Xiao Yan quickly leaned over and held her up. The tips of their noses were almost touching, and a hint of pink fragrance went straight into their hearts.
As the saying goes, looking at beauty under the lamp, the same is true under the light cover of the moon.
Qing Mu'er was half leaning on her, with bright eyes and white teeth, beautiful eyes looking forward to it, and a thin layer of sweat and light clothes. After being wronged just now, she still looked pitiful, which made her even more regretful.
Since they met, although Xiao Yan was called a little liar every time he saw her, Qing Muer actually had a secret admiration for Xiao Yan. When Xiao Yan and Xiao Qi got married, Qing Muer
Feeling very angry, seeing that Xiao Yan successfully recruited Zhen Ni today, and remembering that the two of them would see each other day and night from now on, Qing Muer tossed and turned and decided to come to Xiao Yan to ask for clarification.
Waiting late at night, Qing Muer felt anxious and suffocated. She originally wanted to wait for Xiao Yan to settle the accounts, but when the person she had been thinking about appeared in front of her, she had already forgotten her grievances.
Overjoyed, he rushed forward, wanting only to complain about his grievances.
Now that the two of them were so close, it was the first time that Xiao Yan's masculine breath entered Qing Mu'er's nose at such a close distance. Qing Mu'er was at a loss and wanted to push away, but her whole body was weak and weak, dripping with fragrant sweat, and she felt a little bit inside.
Flustered and a little eager.
Xiao Yan suddenly woke up and quickly pushed Qing Mu'er away. He was confused and didn't know what to do.
Qing Mu'er seemed to be wandering in a dream and had not yet woken up. Her small face was shy and extremely beautiful. She seemed to be still recalling the masculine smell of the opposite sex that came from Xiao Yan when the two were in close contact.
I am willing to wake up, but I am afraid that when I wake up, all this will be just a dream.
The slightly cool chill rolled up the lonely fallen leaves with unknown names, spinning and falling at their feet. The mist filled the air and seemed to be woven into a soft grass and trees, which was not very realistic and made people feel sad.
There is a dreamlike feeling.
Xiao Yan and Qing Muer looked at each other awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, Qing Muer still looked like her usual little witch, with her head lowered, her cheeks flushed, and her hands rubbing the corners of her clothes uneasily.
"What do you want from me?" Xiao Yan spoke quickly to break the deadlock.
Qing Mu'er finally remembered the purpose of her coming, "Well, I couldn't sleep, so I came to you just to ask..." Qing Mu'er suddenly didn't know how to express herself. She couldn't ask you and Zhen Ni what was going on.
Like this.
"Why is it so important that Miss Qing needs to come to me all night?" Xiao Yan was very puzzled. In fact, Xiao Yan wanted to ask why he couldn't come to me again during the day, but he felt it was inappropriate and did not dare to say anything.
"Little liar, what did you call me just now?" Qing Muer's true colors were revealed, her willow eyebrows raised, and she scolded.
Xiao Yan's face changed so quickly that he was confused for a moment.
"Little liar, don't call me Miss Qing again." Qing Mu'er was a bit domineering.
Xiao Yan was stunned, "What's that called?"
"Call me Qingmu'er, of course, it's best if you don't have to spell it out." Qingmu'er's voice was like a silver bell, but her cheeks turned red.
Xiao Yan was stunned, as if in a dream, and couldn't help but softly called out: "Mu'er."
When Qing Muer heard the words, her smile bloomed, and her voice was as beautiful as the sound that lingered around.
At this moment, Xiao Yan had some unexplainable feelings towards Qing Muer in his heart. Sometimes emotions are so strange.
"Hey, little liar, why did Zhen Ni become your subordinate?" Qing Muer's words obviously had a sour taste.
Xiao Yan didn't expect that Qing Mu'er had been waiting for him for nearly a whole night to ask this question. The woman's thoughts were really unpredictable, and Xiao Yan didn't know how to answer.
"I need Zhen Ni to help me take care of various things. It can help me avoid a lot of worries." Xiao Yan had no choice but to answer, and what he said was also the truth.
Seeing that Xiao Yan had said the same thing as her elder brother, Qing Muer was a little doubtful, but she did not continue to ask. Qing Muer was already satisfied tonight, so she did not intend to embarrass Xiao Yan anymore.
Women can be said to be a very strange animal. As long as the person you love treats you even a little bit, nothing else matters.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Xiao Yan had been in a hurry just now and was probably tired. Qing Muer looked at Xiao Yan with concern.
"Little liar, you haven't had any rest all night. You must be tired. You should have a good rest first. I'll come find you when you wake up."
Xiao Yan felt warm in his heart. It seemed that Qing Muer was not just willful and unruly, but also quite considerate and gentle at times. However, as the younger sister of the Demon Emperor, she might usually spoil her too much and be willful, but because of this,
Therefore, it also appears to be simple and innocent in mind, and quite endearing in its own way.
Xiao Yan looked at the slight fatigue on the side of Qing Muer's beautiful eyes, and suddenly became concerned in his heart, and said with pity: "Qing Muer, no, Muer, you haven't slept all night, go and have a rest."
Qing Muer hummed, waved her hands obediently, turned and left, leaving behind a fragrant fragrance.
Xiao Yan watched Qing Muer leave, feeling a little confused. The scene of the two being so close could not be forgotten in his mind. Xiao Yan shook his head, suppressed it, and did not think too much.
Pushing open the door, Xiao Yan spent the night in his courtyard for the first time. He saw that the room was exquisitely decorated, with a rosewood marble bookcase in the middle, and various celebrity dharma stickers on it. There was a large bed beside the bed.
The flower bag is filled with jasmine flowers, which are fragrant and elegant. On the opposite wall hangs a large picture of mist and rain, and on the left and right hangs a couplet, which is the ink of a famous person.