Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

"what?"

He shuddered with fear and howled at the top of his lungs: "I'm only twelve years old, still a novice, don't come and harm me..."

Ling Ruxue: “…”

I just want you to lead the way.

Little kid, who gives you the confidence, you little one whose hair hasn't even fully grown yet?

Will this fairy fall in love with you? ! ! !

"You, you, you, why are you staring at me?"

Mu Yunlei pretended to be scared, clutched his clothes tightly, and continued to howl at the top of his voice: "I sell my art but not my body, don't even think about taking advantage of me."

Ling Ruxue: “…”

She finally realized that this kid was the most sinister one.

He is much more difficult to deal with than his innocent and straightforward elder brother.

"Little guy, stop pretending, you know I'm not interested in you."

Since she had seen through the boy's evil intentions, she stopped beating around the bush and directly exposed his disguise.

Mu Yunlei: “…”

Even though this is the truth, it still hurts your self-esteem if you say it directly?

He also has to save face, okay?

"Take me to your house."

Ling Ruxue saw through his little thoughts and took out a fist-sized, purple-filled, crystal-clear crystal and threw out the bait: "This piece of purple crystal, which is worth a thousand gold, is yours."

"cut!"

Mu Yunlei rolled his eyes and remained unmoved: "It's just a piece of broken stone, what's so good about it? I don't want it."

"It's good enough to give it to you, but you still dare to take it from Qiao?"

Ling Ruxue's pretty face turned dark. She grabbed his collar and dragged him down the mountain.

"Ahhh, help me..."

"Someone is robbing..."

"Robbery and rape..."

Mu Yunlei was about to howl a few words when Ling Ruxue cast a silencing spell on him, and he became silent in an instant.

~

Quanxiang Village.

In the spiritual field, the ripe spiritual rice is so heavy that it bends the rice stalks.

The soldiers waved their sickles and worked hard to help the villagers harvest the magical rice.

Since the Mu family came to Quanxiang Village ten years ago, they have planted magical rice on the frozen land.

Quanxiang Village became a wealthy village that was envied by everyone in the surrounding area.

The old lady was not stingy. After the first year's bumper harvest of spiritual rice, she distributed the harvested spiritual rice seeds to the villagers.

The villagers were extremely grateful, and every family contributed manpower and effort to help the women of the Mu family look after the spiritual fields and drive away the birds and beasts.

Now with the Mu family army, the women in the family have an easier time.

There was no need to work hard in the fields anymore. All they had to do during breaks from harvesting was to serve the soldiers a bowl of tea brewed with spiritual spring water as a token of their appreciation.

~

When the brother and sister Mu Yunlong and Mu Xueyan returned to the village, most of the magical rice had been harvested.

Lanterns were hung in the threshing floor, and the villagers prepared to work all night long to harvest all the magical rice and store it in the granary before it snowed.

When Mu Yunlong saw the lively scene, he instantly forgot about a certain seductive evildoer and rushed into the spiritual field to join in.

Seeing that her elder brother was not fooled by her, Mu Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief. On the way home, she turned a corner and went to the barracks to visit her third sister-in-law.

Xuanyuan Xinzi was naturally very happy to see her and insisted on keeping her in the barracks for dinner.

Mu Xueyan couldn't refuse, so she watched her busying around in the makeshift kitchen, making two of her signature side dishes and stewing a pot of pheasant and mushroom soup.

The aunt and niece had been together in Xiliang for some time and had become very familiar with each other. They talked about everything and had a very happy lunch.

After eating and drinking, Mu Xueyan saw that her third sister-in-law was a little tired, so she got up and said goodbye, and strolled out of the barracks alone.

"Rumble..."

The moment she walked out of the barracks gate, the sky changed suddenly and a loud thunder sounded from the depths of the towering snow-capped mountains.

The inky black clouds rolled in, gradually covering the entire mountain.

"Thunder and snow, what a strange phenomenon."

Shi Bao heard the thunder and flew out of his master's Dantian, saying in amazement: "It's not common to hear thunder before snow in the Arctic ice field."

"It's rare that there's thunder, so I won't go home."

Mu Xueyan thought of the inheritance of Emperor Qianye, and her spirits lifted. She then flew into the air on her sword, flying towards the area with the most concentrated lightning.

~

"It's thundering, and a snowstorm is about to fall. Hurry up, we must harvest all the spiritual rice before it snows."

In the spiritual field, the soldiers heard the thunder and used their magical powers to speed up the harvest.

Muyunhu waved its huge teeth and chopped the rice stalks into pieces.

Mu Xiao controlled his flying sword, flying through the spiritual fields, causing rice stalks to fall to the ground in large numbers.

Mu Yunlong led the soldiers to follow closely and carried the rice back to the granary.

"Hahaha, here I come. I'll help you carry the spiritual rice."

Shi Bao did not follow his master to the minefield to practice. Instead, he flew above the spiritual field, took a deep breath, and sucked the cut rice into his stomach.

A moment later, he flew to the granary again, opened his mouth and spit out the spiritual rice, which he piled in the warehouse.

With the help of the little stone spirit, the speed of transporting the spiritual rice was obviously much faster.

He shuttled back and forth between the spiritual fields and the granary, transferring all the rice to the granary with a breath of air.

The harvest of the Lingmi has been completed, and the villagers are extremely excited, with happy smiles on their faces.

Mu Yunlong ordered people to hang lanterns in the granary to serve as a temporary threshing ground.

The granary was brightly lit all night long. The villagers were full of energy. The red candlelight illuminated their dark faces and reflected the joy of the harvest.

~

Thunder roared and dark clouds gathered.

Heavy snow fluttered down from the sky like goose feathers.

Mu Xueyan was immersed in the sky full of thunder and lightning, and comprehended the mysteries of thunder and lightning according to the principles passed down by the Qilin Book.

A petite figure in green clothes was floating in the air with a sword, surrounded by lightning, as if she had merged into one with the sky full of lightning.

"This girl's talent is truly incredible. She has comprehended the laws of thunder and lightning in such a short time."

Ling Ruxue hid in the dark and watched his every move.

"How could the master chosen by the Mirror of the Heart be an incompetent person?"

Hu Qianqiu appeared like a ghost, frightening her so much that she trembled all over and almost screamed.

"Hu Qianqiu, where did you come from?"

Ling Ruxue was furious: "No, it should be said that if you are not making trouble in the fairyland, why are you coming to the mortal realm?"

"The little girl is this prince's ally."

Hu Qianqiu said meaningfully: "This prince has an obligation to protect her safety."

"What the hell?"

Ling Ruxue didn't believe it: "How could a little girl be your ally?"

"Why isn't it possible?"

Hu Qianqiu asked back: "Could it be that Miss Ling thinks that only you can see through the mystery, and everyone else is a fool?"

"What do you mean?"

Ling Ruxue's nerves suddenly tensed up and she looked at him warily.

Hu Qianqiu sneered: "That's what you think."

"What do you want to do to Ling Shuang?"

Ling Ruxue got nervous and the word Ling Shuang came out of her mouth.

"You have indeed guessed her true identity."

Hu Qianqiu's expression suddenly changed, and a murderous look was revealed.

"So what if you guessed it?"

Ling Ruxue's magic power was not as good as his, and she suddenly felt difficulty breathing.