Qiuling's appearance can be described as "open and mad". His eyebrows are raised very high, which is a joy that has never been seen before.
But Qing Li couldn't feel happy in her heart. She tried very hard but only squeezed out a shallow smile. Qiuling glanced at her diagonally, like a mirror in her heart.
He just pretended not to see it. After spreading the food all over the table, he first started at the big roast chicken. With a smile on his face, he tore off a large piece of chicken and ate it. After a while, he was already full of mouthfuls. It's oily.
Shu'er looked at him like that, and immediately raised a narrow smile, "It's really edible, no wonder everyone says that foxes love to eat meat, but now that I see it with my own eyes, it's not fake at all."
Qiu Ling rolled her eyes at her and wiped the oily water that overflowed from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. "What do you know, a little broken girl, what is this called, I am happy without enemies."
Qingli looked at him helplessly, put the soul book in his hand by the table, reached out his hand to tear off a small piece of cake, and ate it with tea.
She gently raised her hand and said, "You can eat slowly, no one will fight you."
While eating, she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from her ears, and the hair on Qingli's forehead was gently swept by the wind, narrowed in front of her eyes, she put down the pancakes and moved her hair with her hands.
But before the hand touched his cheek, he was gently lifted away by a cold biting finger.
"Thank you, Qiu..." As soon as I opened my eyes, the word "spirit" in my mouth couldn't be said anymore.
He seems to have changed a little. Since the parting in Hecheng, his originally pitch-black hair is as black as ink. At this moment, there was some red light faintly.
That is the color of the red lotus petals.
This kind of red, Qingli would never forget it as long as he glanced at it. It can also be recalled all in an instant.
His hair was pouring down like a waterfall, hanging beside Qingli's ear, a little itchy.
A dark blue robe lining up his handsomeness even more. The blood-red boots were soaked with the juice of the red lotus petals, and neither the upper nor the sole was stained with any dust.
Just like him, even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, when they appear in front of each other, they don't feel strange at all.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, it was a smile that was almost invisible.
The eyes that were originally bloody had been blinded by his spells at this time. Only a pair of black eyes remained.
Qingli let out a slight sigh in his nose. She put down the chopsticks in her hand. Faintly said: "Sit down."
Mu Chen's tall body was looking down at Qing Li, and when she heard her words, he raised his eyebrows. Sat beside her.
He looked sideways at Qing Li, and looked at the greasy fingertips. He was going to take the veil to wipe her off, but was avoided by Qingli calmly.
Mu Chen was not annoyed, and slowly withdrew his hand, Qiu Ling looked at Mu Chen with complicated eyes.
But that person never looked at himself, Qiu Ling lamented in his heart, and the one who had just left, another one came, it was really hateful.
Qingli took a grape and handed it to Mu Chen's hand. He took a bite and ate it. Such a simple action was like what an old man should have.
There is no sense of jerky.
Qiu Ling moved the grapes in his direction without angrily, and murmured, "I bought something for you and Shu'er. How can other people eat it?"
In fact, he knew very well, Mu Chen, he would not fail to know him, or that there was no one from the Three Realms who did not know him, the son of hell, and the emperor by his name, and the two people have been rumored to be at odds for a long time. Since ancient times, it has been the object of discussion among the people of the Three Realms.
Although Qiu Ling was not a small character, he was still inferior in front of the two.
Mu Chen didn't care about his movements. He only reached out and took the soul book that was lying on the table casually, and said lightly: "You just leave such important things here?"
Qing Li inadvertently raised his eyes and smiled, "How important it can be, it won't hurt to delay such a thing."
Mu Chen carefully re-wound the soul book, then took out an inky blue band from his arms and tied it up gently.
Shu'er looked at Mu Chen inexplicably from the side. She didn't know this person, she just thought she was very handsome.
She looked at Qingli and said in a low voice, "Who is this, Qingli?"
She casually said, "Mu Chen, the son of the Red Lotus prisoner."
She said this understatement, and Shu Er didn't react at first, but after thinking about the prisoner carefully, she knew the identity of the man in front of her, and she immediately stood in awe and said nothing.
Mu Chen looked at her amusedly, frowning slightly, "When did you become so irresponsible? This trip should have been Hidden Yi, but I still have important things to take you to do. It's a prison. The Lord ordered it."
Qingli nodded and smiled silently. No wonder she hadn't received any souls in the days of Shen Mansion in the past few months, but Yin Yi did not look for him in the future. It turned out that this was the reason.
Qing Li nodded indifferently, seeming to acquiesce.
But Qiuling opened first. , His eyes are very clear, "His Royal Highness, I want to ask you about something."
Qing Li heard his name, and knew that although Qiu Ling's expression was unhappy, he still had some respect for Mu Chen anyway.
He stared at Qiuling and said, "You said that."
Qiu Ling took the veil and wiped her hands carefully, her expression restored freely, "I just want to ask, my sister Yao Ji, it's good for her to come in, I haven't seen her for a long time."
The Qing renunciation was clear, and the sad expression lightened slightly. The woman with a bright smile, just like herself, is a soul crossing agent, and has loved the emperor for hundreds of years.
For no reason, Qing Li liked her from the bottom of her heart and respected her, even though she had hurt herself with such despicable means, but when the truth of the matter emerged one by one, it seemed that those former deep hatreds, You can also laugh it off.
Mu Chen picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot water into the purple pottery teacup, watched the mist floating upwards, and slowly passed the eyelashes, there were some fine water droplets and more psychedelic mood. .
"She is very good, the prisoner appreciates her very much, and she has completed a lot of tasks. Don't worry, she is all well." Mu Chen said softly.
Such words came out of Mu Chen's mouth, which made Qiu Ling truly relieved, and he sighed in surprise.
Qing Li also smiled comfortedly, and said: "She can do it well."
However, Mu Chen suddenly looked at her deeply, and the corner of his mouth smiled indifferently, "Is the emperor's mirage gone?"
Qing Li seemed to be reluctant to hear that person's name, so he frowned.
Shuer drove ahead. Said: "Yes, I just said that I can't stay for a long time and I left. I didn't even say a word to say goodbye."
There was a slight dissatisfaction in her tone, because Shu'er felt that the emperor mirage had taken care of Qingli, but shouldn't leave her so unclearly.
Mu Chen's smile calmed down, and he seemed to ask again, "He really said that?"
Shu'er nodded, Qing Li heard some clues from Mu Chen's words, her pitch-black and tender eyes rolled slightly, "What do you mean by that?"
However, Mu Chen spread his hands, and a sharp sorrow flashed under his eyes, "It's nothing, I just think he left you so easily, which makes people feel a little sad."
Qing Li curled his mouth, lowering his eyebrows and constricting his face, "Let's leave, no one wants to keep him."
Mu Chen saw through Qing Li's thoughts, but the words that came to his lips changed the meaning, "That's the best, your identity is special, and there are many, many things to do. For such a person, it's best to stay away from him. some."
Qingli pretended to be indifferent, and was quiet for a moment before Qingli looked at him sadly with joy, and said coldly: "By the way, what did you have to do?"
There was something strange in this sentence. Mu Chen sighed softly. He knew very well in his heart that Qing Li was still complaining about him. What this woman hated most was deceit.
Mu Chen smiled sadly, and said, "The power of Qingshang in your body is still in a dormant state. Although your body is in a much better state than before, it is not your own body after all. You still need a break-in. time."
Qingli listened, and Mu Chen paused and continued: "Your martial arts is not like before, almost starting from scratch, and Jingzhi has returned to Yao Ji's hands. You naturally need a new weapon. Up."
Qing Li was a little puzzled, and said indifferently: "It's not easy. There is a weapon shop in this village, so you can just find one to take advantage of it."
Mu Chen shook his head. The woman in front of him was obviously pretending to be stupid. Mu Chen was the one who knew her best, and it was not worth mentioning how little she was in front of him.
Qiu Ling snapped his fingers suddenly, Qing Li and Mu Chen turned their eyes to look at him, and saw Qiu Ling stretch out their fingers to point to Qing Li's abdomen. Mu Chen was dissatisfied with his action, and his expression was obviously unhappy.
"Where is your crystal jade, that thing was given to you by God Huā, maybe it will be useful." His words immediately reminded Qing Li, but Mu Chen looked at Qing Li with a complex expression and asked in a low voice: "What crystal jade?"
Qing Li stretched out his hand and took out the transparent blue huā crystal jade from the small bag in his abdomen, and gently placed it on the tabletop.
Mu Chen sighed suddenly: "It's not easy, you should have this thing."
Qingli smiled and picked up the crystal jade, the faint blue light seemed to be brighter in the palm of her hand.
"Why, it's an amazing thing? Qiu Ling said that he has never seen this crystal jade, so I just treat it as a gift from the god huā." She stared at Mu Chen and said slowly.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the crystal jade, his eyes were like a sword.
Qing Li and Qiu Ling shook their heads quickly, and both looked at him with expressions of disbelief.
Mu Chen's face was solemn and solemnly heard: "Luohuā is originally blue, but you can take a closer look at the crystal jade at the sunlight outside."
Qing Li had never used this method before, listening to Mu Chen's words, gently pinched the ends of the crystal jade with his index finger and thumb, and raised his hand to contrast with the sunlight outside the house.
There was a colorful light!