Since dark monsters can live there like a fish in water, why can't she, a dark magician?

Of course, whether it will work or not will have to be verified by Wu Qing himself. No one knows the answer. The people who know are probably those colleagues of Wuqing who disappeared in history and went to the dark cave. These people have already buried in the earth with their secrets.

"What did you hear?" Amidst the uniform rustling of branches and leaves, a slightly childish low voice came from Wu Qing's ear. On a tree a few meters away from Wuqing, Lan Yu, the little ghost master of the Mu family, was sitting on a branch, with his legs dangling in the air.

Tilting her head and staring at Wu Qing, Mulan Yu's peach-like eyes spread out into circles of sweet smiles.

Having cultivated to this point, Wu Qing's eyesight in the dark was extremely good. Only then did she discover that there was a little ink-colored tear hemorrhage under the corner of Mulan Yu's right eye, which was so dark and enchanting.

Tsk tsk, this kid will grow up and become another scourge!

He stretched his waist lazily, and put his slender fingers on his lips. His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked even more illusive in the dark night. "Well, Buddha said, it cannot be said."

This little ghost had appeared here when Wu Qing was lying on the tree, but he just sat on the tree and stared at her with misty peach blossom eyes without saying a word.

Wu Qing is not a thin-skinned good boy. If others want to look at him, just let him go. Being admired by a beautiful woman is also a great joy in life. If you want to blame him, he has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people.

Mulan Yu burst out laughing, and her slightly immature peach-blossom face suddenly became vivid: "Brother Haozhao is right, you are very cute!"

Wu Qing raised her eyebrows. Did this kid call her cute?

Seeing a strange light flashing in Mulan Yu's eyes, Wu Qing touched her nose. Was she being teased by a kid?

"Tsk, tsk, your qualifications are good. If you train them well, you will definitely become a famous dandy in the future." Wuqing was neither annoyed nor angry. He propped his head and looked at the kid opposite, obviously in a good mood.

Mulan Yu smiled and accepted Wu Qing's compliment, and then added: "Brother Hanzhao also said that you are so blatant and shameless." Just like now, he unabashedly encourages others to develop in the direction of a prodigal son.

"Oh, you really understand me." The dark light in Wu Qing's eyes flashed away. If she guessed correctly, Hao Zhao should be the purple-clothed beauty wearing a silver mask.

"Who is your brother Haozhao?" Wu Qing smiled like some kind of canine with a big tail wagging, commonly known as a big-tailed wolf!

However, the little fox refused to buy it: "Brother Haozhao also said that he must not tell you who he is, otherwise you will kill him."

Wu Qing raised his eyebrows, noncommittal. She had no intention of getting anything out of this little fox. If he couldn't keep even a secret, he would be in vain as the young master of the Mu family.

Reaching out to the branch, Wu Qing jumped up and jumped down from the tree. Turning her ink fan, she ignored the Mu kid and walked nonchalantly toward the camp.

Mulan Yu's eyes flashed, and an elusive smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth. Then his figure flashed and disappeared into the vast night with Wu Qing.

The smoke is curling up, and the aroma of meat is overflowing. Looking from a distance, people are coming and going in the camp. The tents set up one by one are neat and pleasing to the eye. The children of the two families are lighting the fire and cooking, all in harmony.

Wu Qing had already planned to follow Gong Mu's family before she found the large army of Moyan Pavilion.

The base camp was roughly divided into two, with the Gong family on one side and the Mu family on the other. The facially paralyzed beauty who was responsible for Wuqing's daily life was at the Gong family with his good friend Gong eldest young master. She naturally raised her legs and walked towards the Gong family's main camp.

Just as she stepped into the Gong family's base camp, the calm air around her suddenly stirred up a strange surge, and black shadows landed silently around her in the night. "Don't move! Sneak attack...ah!"

Lifting the air, turning the body and raising the legs is almost a subconscious action of the body. Wuqing's series of movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water. White shadows fluttered like fireflies, and then there was a wail that made the earth tremble, and the sky was filled with crows.

Wu Qing's movements were so fast that the sneak attack guys didn't react at all. They all stood there and looked at her in a daze, completely unable to understand why their vanguard flew out with a shudder. , but the one who should have been beaten stood intact.

"Pfft..." The dozen or so faces with question marks on their faces looked a little funny together, and Wu Qing couldn't help laughing. Whose treasure is this?

This is the camp of a hidden family. Who else could these living treasures belong to?

There are more than a dozen tall figures full of vigor and vitality. The short robes are fitted without unnecessary decoration. The long hair is tied high on the top of the head, neat and tidy. Who else could this be if they are not the group of fighting madmen from the Gong family?

It's just that these fighting madmen are a bit stupid now.

"What are you guys doing?" Wu Qing curled his lips, and at a glance he knew it was the soldiers brought out by Gong Tianque's buddy.

"Uh, what are you doing?" One of the disciples was startled and dumbfounded. Are they just standing here fucking?

"You idiots! We are here to fight! Why are you still killing?!" The boy who had just been kicked out by Wu Qing spat out the mud in his mouth and reminded these idiots while getting up from the ground.

"Ah, yes! We are here to fight! Brothers and sisters, come on!"

"Wait a minute." Without dodging or dodging, without even mentioning his magic power, Wu Qing calmly shouted. The dozen or so men who rushed forward quickly stopped, raising dust all over the sky.

"Why do I want to fight with you?" Wuqing took some time off and looked at these cute guys jokingly.

The children of the Gong family looked at each other. Do they need a reason to fight?

Of course not!

But looking at Wu Qing's hair-raising smile, the Gong family members swallowed back the answers they blurted out. The young man in front of her was not their usual pick-and-roll guy. If he couldn't give her a satisfactory answer, he might just shake his fan and leave.

In short, as long as this great god is not willing to practice with them, there is no way they can force her with their little cultivation!

"We are here to avenge the young master!" The boy who was kicked away by Wu Qing had already dusted off his body and returned to the team, and was the first to report the answer.

"Ah, yes! We are here to avenge the young master!"

"Avenge him for being beaten to a black nose and a swollen face in the Meidu Arena." The Gong family's children immediately echoed, but there was no trace of indignation and hatred on their faces, especially when they mentioned the four words "a bruised nose and a swollen face." At this time, their lips were grinning from ear to ear, as if they had seen Gong Tianque dancing in a grass skirt.

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