Looking sideways, he saw the translucent figure under the blue sky and white sun. Mu Ge said with a strange expression: "Aren't you afraid of the sun?"
"Why should I be afraid?" Mu Qingge asked curiously.
have to! The ghosts in this world are also different from those on earth.
The corners of Mu Ge's mouth twitched, not intending to continue this topic.
…
The sun is blazing in the sky and the weather is clear.
On the official road leading to Luodu, one person and one horse walked slowly and calmly with a sad look on their faces.
"The Sunset Wasteland is in the southwest of Luodu. Go north along this official road. If you speed up, you can reach Luodu in about ten days." Mu Qingge's soul floated in the air, walking side by side with Mu Ge on horseback.
Along the way, she was introducing the situation of Luodu to Mu Ge. However, the latter looked like he was sleeping, but he wasn't sure how much she heard.
"Noisy."
A faint voice came, making Mu Qingge startled. The expression on his brows instantly darkened, and he said displeasedly: "What did you say?"
Mu Ge raised his eyes and glanced at her, and answered the question: "You have been wandering in front of my eyes, aren't you afraid that your soul will fly away?"
"You!" Mu Ge's venomous tongue made Mu Qingge's translucent body sway a few times in anger, as if it would scatter at any time. "Hmph, you don't need to worry." Holding back his anger, Mu Qingge snorted and looked away proudly.
Mu Ge curled his lips and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
After walking for a while, there was no one on the official road.
However, just when Mu Ge was almost falling asleep, in the distance as far as his eyes could see, there was suddenly a rush of yellow sand and a clutter of horse hooves.
Slowly opening his eyes, Mu Ge calmly looked at the storm-like dust in the distance.
"There is an army! It's the Mu flag!" Mu Qingge, who was floating in the air at some point, suddenly became excited.
Mu Ge looked up at her and asked, "Aren't you avoiding it?" The word "mu" in Mu Qingge's mouth had already made her guess who was coming.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingge suddenly dimmed, slowly fell from the sky, and stood next to Mu Ge: "Except for you, no one else can see me."
"..." This was the first time Mu Ge heard her say that.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge looked at the figure gradually becoming clearer in front of him with a faint expression, and murmured: "He's actually here too!" The complicated emotions in it attracted Mu Ge's sideways glance.
However, this girl did not continue, but looked at Mu Ge seriously and said: "Remember, from now on, you are Mu Qingge. The young master of Mu Mansion!"
Little Sir
Mu Ge raised his hand and touched the purple earring on his left ear.
This seemingly ordinary earring has been completely repaired. When she woke up in the morning, she found that she had turned into a handsome young man with a beautiful appearance. Although he was thin, he still had a heroic spirit. Perhaps the only difference between her and the real Mu Qingge is that the gloomy air between her brows has been swept away, leaving only a calm indifference.
"song!"
There was a sound that shook the earth, and before Mu Ge could react, he was pulled into a generous and warm embrace.
So fast!
Mu Ge, who was buried in a generous embrace, was shocked by the strength of the visitor, and then frowned. Just now she seemed to see a burst of deep blue light passing by before her eyes, and then she fell into this embrace.
"Ge'er, are you feeling itchy? How dare you carry me to the sunset wilderness?" An old but angry voice came from Mu Ge's head, and the next second she was pushed out of his arms.
At this time, she realized that she had fallen off the horse and was standing on the ground.
Although the visitor's tone was full of reproach, she could feel the concern and tension in his eager eyes.
"Grandpa..." Mu Qingge's choked murmur came to his ears.
Mu Ge raised his eyes to look at the person who held her arms tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again.
His temples were as frosty as frost, and his resolute facial features were filled with the taste of iron blood. Even though the hero has reached his twilight years, he is still majestic and fearsome.
"Grandpa." The title came out almost subconsciously.
"Hey." Mu Xiong responded in a muffled voice.
But Mu Ge still heard the trembling in his words and the suppressed moisture in his eyes.
It can bring tears to the eyes of a veteran on the battlefield, except for his only precious grandson.
"Sir, it seems that Qingge is auspicious and has returned safely." Suddenly, a noble and cold voice intervened.
Mu Xiong was shaken and looked back at the noble young man standing behind him in the crowd with a very expression on his face.
Mu Ge looked over his grandfather's shoulder and immediately locked onto the person who had just spoken. Because that person's appearance and demeanor were too outstanding.
The black python robe makes him as straight as a sword. His cold and indifferent facial features make people want to get close to him. It seemed that as long as he could look back at her, it would be an extremely happy thing.
In the sword eyebrows, the aura of luxury seems to be inherent. Even when standing in a crowd, it is still eye-catching and cannot be ignored.
"He is Prince Rui, Qin Jinhao." Mu Qingge's voice drifted into Mu Ge's ears at the right time.
The latter glanced at the former without leaving any trace. Even though Mu Qingge tried her best to hide it, she still noticed the complex emotions hidden in this tone.
(End of chapter)