"Please... don't do this next time. I'm really scared. I'm afraid I'll never see you again. I'm afraid I'll be the only one left in this world. In that case, I will go crazy, I will really go crazy. ..." Lu Junying's tone sounded like crying and begging.
"Hey, Lu Junying, you are crazy, why are you biting me?" Mu Wanqing was bitten by Lu Junying on the neck.
Lu Junying touched her masterpiece and said, "It will help you remember it longer."
Mu Wanqing picked up the pillow and threw it on Lu Junying, "It's a lesson, isn't it? Come on, I'll help you grow it. If you don't act like a spoiled brat next time, I'll make you spend three days in bed." .”
"Sister, Sister Jiang, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time. You don't remember the faults of villains." Lu Junying returned to her usual appearance, dodging and dodging.
"Ouch!" Mu Wanqing covered her stomach and sat on the bed, with a look of pain on her face.
Just as Lu Junying wanted to call someone to take a look, Mu Wanqing stopped her, "Well, I'm just too hungry."
"Stop talking nonsense, you won't feel hungry after building the foundation, and you won't die of hunger." Lu Junying saw through Mu Wanqing's excuse.
Mu Wanqing held her chin with both hands, pressed her elbows on her knees, and shook her head from side to side, "Brother Junying, Qingqing is so hungry, so hungry, so hungry..."
"Shut up, I'll see you at the same place tonight." Lu Junying's ears were so poisoned by Mu Wanqing that if he kept listening, he would spit out his bile.
Mu Wanqing used to live in a room with female disciples from other sects, but now she had to pay for this single room with her life. She didn't know how many days she could stay there when she was completely recovered.
There is a cracked ice vase on the desk next to the window, with several pink and white gladioli flowers in the vase.
If she remembered correctly, the flower language of gladiolus seems to be longevity and health.
I don’t know which senior brother or sister gave it to me, but it was definitely not Lu Junying. If no one mentioned this piece of wood, he would not think of playing with these flowers and plants, let alone saying anything about flowers and flowers.
Mu Wanqing came close to the gladiolus, stretched out her right hand and fanned it back and forth. It smelled of a clear and mellow sweetness, but this professional posture looked like the action of sniffing medicines learned in junior high school chemistry class.
Mu Wanqing hit his right hand with his left hand and kept saying: "Occupational diseases must be corrected, must be corrected..."
At nightfall, Mu Wanqing left the crowd behind and came to the back mountain of Canglan Sword Sect, making preparations and waiting for Lu Junying's arrival.
Mu Wanqing had cut off more than ten or twenty poles for grilling food, but he didn't see the person he was waiting for.
Thinking that the other party might be in trouble, Mu Wanqing scooped up the fish prepared in the basket and took out a dagger to handle it.
After picking off the scales of the two fish and removing the internal organs and gills, they heard a voice coming from behind. Mu Wanqing couldn't help but chatter, "You really know how to choose the right time, and I will handle it if you figure it out right!"
"Why don't you say anything? Are you wronged? Who bullied you? Tell me and I will beat you up..." Mu Wanqing picked up the cleaned fish and turned around, only to see an unfamiliar face.
Mu Wanqing muttered in her heart, "Who is this iceberg-faced person? He won't come to arrest anyone, will he? There's no one here either!"
"Um, may I ask, who are you?"
"Piaomiao Sect, Xiahou Ming."
Hahaha, there is really not one more word to say, it is indeed an iceberg, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
Wait, Xia Houming!
If Mu Wanqing remembers correctly, all the clans of the Piaomiao Sect were named Xiahou. It is said that someone in the Xiahou family's ancestors once ascended to the throne, and all future generations will be blessed by him. Hundreds of years have passed, and countless sects have declined and risen. Only the Xiahou family has The Piaomiao Sect he runs has always been among the top three in the world of immortality.
The point is that their family is very rich and has endless money to spend. Even if the Xiahou family doesn't become immortals and becomes an ordinary person, the money in their treasury is enough to ruin their descendants for several generations.
The most annoying thing is that over the years, although not all the people born in the Xiahou family have extraordinary talents, they have never had such outrageous prodigal status.
"I wonder why Senior Brother Xiahou came to this back mountain in the middle of the night?"
"Practice, how about you?"
"Ah hahaha, what a coincidence, me too."
Xia Houming's eyes stayed on the fish in Mu Wanqing's hand, and he believed that there was a ghost.
Noticing Xia Houming's gaze, Mu Wanqing quickly put his hands behind his back and said, "Well, since this is my senior brother's training ground, I will change the place."
"No need. This place is big enough for two people to practice."
"Ah, this is not good. I am not practicing enough, and my body has just recovered, so it may disturb your practice, senior brother." Mu Wanqing now wanted to slap herself hard on the face.
"Jiang Chi, guess what I brought you..." Mu Wanqing could hear Lu Jun's voice even before he saw him.
Lu Junying approached and noticed that there were other people here besides Mu Wanqing, "Brother Xiahou, why are you here?"
Mu Wanqing stepped forward and hooked Lu Junying's arm, waving to Xiahou Ming, "Senior Brother Xiahou, my senior brother has come to pick me up. He will leave first. Bye."
"Why is Xia Houming here? Did you bring him here?"
"No, he said he came here to practice martial arts and met him by chance."
Lu Junying remembered that Xia Houming was a very strict person with regard to his work and rest schedule. He would turn off the lights and take a rest at this hour on weekdays. How could he appear in the back mountain and practice Kung Fu?
Mu Wanqing saw Lu Junying thinking and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Have you ever interacted with Xia Houming before?"
"No, I didn't know him before."
Lu Junying told Mu Wanqing, "Stay away from him from now on. I don't know why, but this person always gives me a strong sense of danger, which makes me very uncomfortable."
"Really? I think it's okay. Apart from being cold and cold, I don't have any airs."
"Oh, it seems that no one wants to eat the beggar's chicken, flower cake, and soy-flavored beef I bought!" Lu Junying picked up the oil-paper bag in her hand that was tied tightly with a straw rope.
Mu Wanqing took the food from Lu Junying's hand and threw the fish into Lu Junying's arms, "Remember to grill the fish, otherwise it will be spoiled tomorrow."
The two of them found a secret base in a cave halfway up the Uninhabited Peak, which is usually hidden from view by weeds.
When the two of them secretly went to the back mountain of Canglan Sword Sect to eat snacks, they would go back and forth between several secret bases to avoid being discovered and reported to the sect leader, which would be troublesome.
"Eat slowly, don't choke, no one will fight with you." Lu Junying gathered the flames in her left hand, and held the fish on a stick in her right hand.
"By the way, your self-propelled lighter is very useful. It is an authentic smokeless barbecue. I can make money from it when I return to the sect in the future, and it can also spread the reputation of the sect. How great."
Lu Junying had a mouthful of old blood in his heart. He was like a walking lighter. He didn't want to sell barbecue for the rest of his life. He wanted to be a famous boss in the world of immortality.
"How did the Qian Mansion deal with things while I was in coma?" Mu Wanqing's jumping thoughts often gave Lu Junying a headache.
