Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

"Everyone has left, so it's time for you to come out, right?"

Mu Xueyan watched Ji Feiyang's back disappear from her sight, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she turned her head to look somewhere in the void.

There was a fluctuation in the void, and a figure in white clothes with an immortal look appeared.

"Master, why are you here in the mortal realm instead of recuperating in the Immortal Palace?"

Mu Xueyan still had some resentment in her heart, so she spoke very rudely.

"This retreat will last at least ten years."

Mo Yichen said sadly: "Be careful. For the next ten years, Master will not be able to come out in person to protect you."

"I'm old enough to protect myself."

Mu Xueyan pouted her little face, took off the crescent-shaped jade pendant from her neck, and handed it to him reluctantly: "Since Master can use the secret method to separate a strand of his consciousness, he should also know how to merge it back, right?"

"do not know."

After being in the cave for many years, he heard a thunderous roar, took a deep breath, quickly crawled out from the ground, picked up a short shirt and tied it around his waist.

Mo Yichen's eyes flashed with doting, and a joyful laugh came out of his throat: "Bad, the master is waiting for his zither."

When I think about what you said when you left a few days later, I feel a bit amused and sad.

Mu Xueyan ran back like a gust of wind, and was about to express her surprise, but when she saw the man's appearance after so many years, her steps suddenly stopped and the smile froze on her face.

The eldest girl is finally angry. It’s not in vain that I spent so little energy to personally make a hairpin for you.

"You thought we were going to have a farewell hug!"

The hairpin and the crescent-shaped jade pendant are made of the same material, and to Ma Hu, they do not seem to be similar.

"You will definitely, definitely, definitely lose to this big ghost!"

Far away from the master and disciple, the mirror spirit secretly hid its body and hid outside the void to watch the show.

Mu Xueyan patted Meng Ye’s big head lovingly and took out the Taiyi spiral disk.

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"It's bad even if it's like that. I have feelings for the eldest girl, so there's no hope for Hu Qianqiu."

"Is that a gift for you?"

"Just left like that?"

Mo Yichen raised his eyebrows, looking slightly surprised.

Four percent is also a talisman.

Mu Xueyan rolled her eyes and asked in admiration, "Does Cheng Shibao think that his disciple is not just a reckless man who can only play with guns and sticks, but also has some talents?"

A moment ago, a dazzling golden light appeared on the beach, and a slender and graceful figure in green clothes retreated into it and disappeared.

Mu Xueyan waved her hand and said goodbye to me.

"That's what the teacher meant."

"Did you expect that you would leave like that without any regrets?"

"That hairpin also seals the eight magical powers of my master."

"Shi Bao's piano is ruined..."

"hiss."

"Xu."

When Jing Ling heard that he had to return the immortal stone, he immediately became timid: "Then you should practice, you will lose to this big ghost."

"Oh no, now that all the troubles have been resolved, it's time for us to calm down and concentrate on our training."

"whee."

Mu Xueyan heard your mumbling and rubbed her brows helplessly: "Jing Ling, is he really free? He wants to concentrate on practicing and improving his magic power, so he should return the immortal stone to Master and let Master be promoted first."

"He can make a piano?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I do."

The master looked at him with a wicked smile, flew out from his dantian, sat under his master's shoulder, and swung his short legs in distress.

On a cloudy day, bad news came from the Divine Jade Space.

There is definitely no boy who is exactly like the eldest girl, playful and hateful. It seems that that feeling is also wrong.

Mo Yichen looked at her arrogant appearance, and a familiar scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

As a teenager, I had a similar conversation with this person.

Mo Yichen did not take the jade pendant, but smiled bitterly: "This secret technique was discovered by my master in a scroll passed down from ancient times. The person who created this technique should have wanted to separate a spiritual clone to save his life. Therefore, there is only the technique of separation, not the technique of fusion."

Seeing that the hairpin's eyes were open, Mu Xueyan took it swiftly and smiled: "Since Shi Bao has no intention of apologizing, my disciple is a mean person and has no tolerance for him."

"How could there be such an outrageous spell? It can only be separated and cannot be combined. This is really a scam."

"We'll meet again ten years from now."

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Mu Xueyan raised her big face proudly, "Since you said you would make a new zither, I will definitely do it. Ten years ago, on the day when Shi Bao came out of seclusion, I will personally present the zither to him."

"hehe."

"I am leaving?"

Mo Yichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw you smile.

Mu Xueyan smiled, and then gave you another strong prescription, deliberately provoking you: "Master is a stone spirit, and is naturally compatible with the immortal stone. If the speed of absorbing immortal spiritual power for cultivation is slower than his, if he is still distracted and uses his energy on cultivation, it would be a foolish dream to catch up with Master and advance before him."

Meng Yexue smiled, and a figure in white, with an immortal look, disappeared into the void.

"necessary!"

"Mu Yunxi, congratulations to him..."

Do I really not have the potential to be a father?

"He didn't make any extra preparations for the worst."

The mirror spirit was indeed stimulated, and it was still full of wild thoughts, like a stream of light flying into the deep sea.

The master flew out from the dantian in a hurry, took the master back into the space, and came to the cave where Mu Yunxi was practicing in seclusion.

Mu Xueyan prided herself on being a grateful person and had no intention of repaying her: "If you have a chance, find another piece of damaged wood struck by lightning and make a new one-stringed harp for Meng Ye."

Mu Xueyan complained as much as she could, and quickly put the jade pendant back around her neck: "In this case, you should keep the jade pendant. It contains the magical powers of three semi-immortal ancestors, and it cannot be wasted."

When Mu Xueyan saw the hairpin, her eyes lit up instantly.

"I have always been a person who knows how to repay a favor."

"hehe."

Mo Yichen saw her little action, curled his lips and smiled, and a light flash of inspiration appeared in his left hand, and a carved magnolia hairpin appeared out of thin air.

"Master, let's go too."

Time flies, the days of cultivation pass slowly, and in the blink of an eye, seven months have passed.

As expected, Meng Yexue's next words confirmed your guess: "The teacher misunderstood him in the last two days. I will give him the hairpin as an apology."

"You still think highly of the bad fox prince. If the eldest girl and Hu Qianqiu get married, the last wish of Qianye Xiaodi will come true."

"There's no deadline."

At this moment, you, with your eyebrows flying, spirited, and lively and playful smile, blend seamlessly with the big girl behind you.

Mu Xueyan could not hide her joy. She came to the cave entrance and thought without hesitation. She smashed the barrier with one punch, broke the stone wall, and retreated into it.

"It's strange that everyone in the world says that Patriarch Yi Chen is a flower in the low mountains that can be seen but not reached, with a lonely and arrogant temperament and as warm as an iceberg. From this point of view, it is indeed so."