Rebirth is crazy for you

With a backhand, Gu Ziqing's plain hand showed a blood-stained dark purple headband, and asked uncertainly, "The headband you mentioned, but this one?"

Seeing that the hair tie that he had lost was in the hands of his benefactor, the little mute's pure eyes were dyed with anxiety, and after moving his steps, he retreated uneasy, always feeling that he would be blamed by his benefactor for stepping forward rashly.

"En... benefactor, can... give it back to me? I... can be a coolie... to repay you."

His big eyes were covered with a layer of begging. His cultivation base was too low, and he didn't know how to make alchemy or weapons. Apart from doing some rough work, he was really useless!

I don't know if the benefactor will despise him as a burden.

The Mu family can't go back, and he has nowhere to go with this injury. If his benefactor also abandons him, then he will really be exposed to the streets!

The little mute put forward his request carefully, for fear that Gu Ziqing would dislike him for being troublesome!

"This is yours, so I will return it to you." After finishing speaking, Gu Ziqing stepped forward and handed the blood-stained hairband into the hands of the little mute.

Tortured by the public without human form, the little mute did not shed a single tear, but at this moment, when he saw the lost and regained hair tie, he shed tears with excitement.

Carefully protecting the hairband on his chest, the little mute thanked Gu Zi emotionally: "Thank you... benefactor, I... I will hurry... get better, hurry up... work."

Hearing this, Gu Ziqing frowned noncommittally.

He saved this man, not because of another little slave doing coolies, but the look in the man's dying eyes shocked him, and he just came to help because he felt that there was a destiny.

But Gu Ziqing also knew that it would be meaningless for him to talk to this young master now, and it would make him feel anxious and at a loss. We should wait for this young master's scarred body to recover.

With a slight nod, Gu Ziqing gave the little dumb one last deep look, at the hairband tightly clenched in his hand, then turned around and left the room with Ye Lingyun!

It's a bit strange, the hair band in the young man's hand is clearly used by men to tie their hair, but the young man has neat short hair, which is completely useless. Seeing how much he cherishes it, could it be that there is something else in it? The story doesn't work?

Although she was curious, Gu Ziqing didn't ask directly. When the young master recovers, maybe everything will be answered.

But judging from the news at hand, all of this seems to be inseparably related to the Mu family, a big cultivation family in Jian'an City.

Going against a big family for a person who has never been masked is not in line with the rules of survival in the Lingwu world, but since he has already intervened, he can no longer swallow his anger and just ignore it.

But after all, he is just an alchemist. Although he is very popular in the spiritual martial arts world, it is a bit of a fantasy to bring down a family of cultivation by himself.

But fortunately, he, Gu Ziqing, came out to make a living, so he still had a backer.

After a few steps out of the little mute's room, Gu Ziqing was nailed to the spot, then lowered her head and remained motionless.

Ye Lingyun was puzzled, raised his eyebrows in puzzlement and said, "What's the matter, did you stop? Did you have something on your mind?"

After the questioning, there was silence all around, and just when Ye Lingyun was about to ask again, the man replied in a low voice, "Brother Ye, did I cause trouble for you by saving this seriously injured young master? "

Upon hearing these words, Ye Lingyun understood in his heart what his wife was worried about.

"No, Ziqing, don't blame yourself. I know what Ziqing is worried about. It's nothing more than a Mu family. After a while, the person's injury has improved, so we will go to the Mu family to 'visit'. Look at this family of cultivators in Jian'an City, what kind of despicable deeds have they done!"

Hearing this, Gu Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed smile appeared on his tense face.

From the beginning to the end, he never blamed himself, deliberately blamed himself, nothing more than trying to get a word of promise from that person.

Although his ability is limited, but with Brother Ye's strength, he is just a cultivation family in the borderland of Zhongzhou mainland. If he really makes a fuss, it may be enough for them to have a headache for some time.

The days that followed were peaceful.

The little mute took care of his injuries. He was originally an ethereal body, and the spiritual power in the air would repair his injured body by itself. With the addition of the elixir refined by Gu Ziqing, he recovered quickly.

After being able to move around a little bit, the little mute couldn't sit still at all, and begged his benefactor Gu Ziqing to arrange some work for him.

But because of being held in the palm of Ye Lingyun's hand, Gu Ziqing usually does alchemy and is in a daze. If she is lucky, she can even get a pot of wine to drink. How can she see the work in her eyes?

All the things are handled by Ye Lingyun, even if there are some trivial matters, they are handed over to Qing Cang to deal with. It can be said that Gu Ziqing is simply the honorable young mistress of the family, and everyone has to let him and spoil him , racking his brains to coax him.

Arranging work?This light and clever sentence made Gu Ziqing dumbfounded!He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't think of any work to do.

Seeing Gu Ziqing's expression, the little mute knew that he had asked the wrong person, and with a resigned apology, he stepped back in a polite manner, and then found a job for himself!

He was rescued by a benefactor, and he couldn't say anything stupid. Only by doing more work can he repay his life-saving grace.

So in the next few days, when Gu Ziqing had nothing to do, she would always see the petite figure of the little mute busy!

The spiritual fruits and medicines that Gu Ziqing gave Qingcang and Jinbao were all high-quality natural materials and earthly treasures, but as the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter.

Some spiritual fruits and elixir are full of spiritual power and have amazing effects, but they are bitter in the mouth and hard to swallow.

Changed to the previous Qing Cang, he just held his breath and swallowed it in one gulp.

But after having the little mute, it is not the case at all.

That day, Qing Cang was worrying about a bunch of bitter-tasting spirit fruits, at this moment, the little boy who was not good at talking walked up to him with trembling body.

The big eyes peeked at Qing Cang, and after confirming that he would not attack him, the little mute took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to squat down, stretched out his hand, and mixed two or three of those spiritual fruits together, and then He stood up, took a few steps back, and explained with gestures: "You... this... eat like this, it won't... it won't be bitter!"

After hearing this, Qing Cang raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although he didn't quite believe what the young man said, he would not poison him to death if he tried.So he took a step forward, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed the two or three groups of spiritual fruits.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Qing Cang's strange eyes lit up instantly, as if he had discovered a new continent, and then he began to gobble up the spiritual fruit on the ground.

After eating, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction. Qing Cang took a deep look at the little mute, and praised without hesitation: "Some skills."

Unexpectedly, this mighty and haughty giant wolf on the surface would show kindness to him, the little mute was suddenly too nervous to speak, he was flustered and didn't know what to do, in the end he could only smile back shyly, pure Eyes paired with a clean face, it's hard not to be unfriendly!

Gu Ziqing was originally wearing a plain white robe, lying on his side on the soft couch specially prepared for him by Brother Ye in the center of the courtyard, his black hair was spread out, and could hang down to the ground, when he took off his shoes and socks, his jade feet were hidden. Inside the robe, a plain hand holds a pot of intoxicating dust. He takes a sip from time to time, then he is in a daze and giggles twice. The whole person is as beautiful as a banished fairy in a painting. disturb.

But after accidentally seeing the hand of the little dumb dew, Gu Ziqing's eyes lit up and she became curious.

Shaking the empty wine jug by his ear, after making sure he couldn't hear the sound of Yulu hitting the bottle wall, he threw it indifferently = stepped off the soft couch, bare feet, and walked in front of Qing Cang, With a flick of the long sleeve robe, another pile of spiritual fruits fell down as if they were worthless.

With one hand on her chin, Gu Ziqing squatted down, picking and picking, fiddling with her bare hands, and combined the spirit fruits in groups of two or three, then raised her head, raised her eyebrows at Qing Cang, What it means is self-evident.

Comprehending Gu Ziqing's intentions, the corners of Qing Cang's mouth twitched indiscernibly. He didn't think that the "idle-handed" little dad would have the same ability as the little mute. Will not poison him.

But he didn't dare to touch that person's face, if the little daddy is unhappy and blows the pillow wind in front of the father, then his flesh and blood will definitely be repaired miserably by the father.

The strange pupils were stained with a steadfast light, Qingcang opened his mouth wide, and ate it up like a gust of wind. Finally, under Gu Ziqing's expectant eyes, he showed a miserable smile that was uglier than crying.

How on earth is this combination, it is so unpalatable that he can't swallow it, his little father is also a talented alchemist, why is the spirit fruit made out of it so unpalatable to death?

Seeing Qing Cang's performance, Gu Ziqing twitched his mouth, stretched out his jade hand in satisfaction, and patted his hairy head, then turned around, lay on his side again on the soft couch, closed his eyes and rested.

Taking a few sneak peeks to make sure that the man would not wake up for no reason, Qingcang's limbs flashed with aura, and he leaped to the bucket containing the spiritual spring, and hung out his tongue, dipping the wolf's paw in the spiritual spring. Start rolling your tongue!

The smell is really weird, I am not sober and clean, I am afraid I will not be able to eat for several days.

Seeing this scene, the little mute couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling, and Jin Bao was even more exaggerated, rolling over with laughter while holding his chubby belly!

Qing Cang glared at the two of them angrily, turned his back, and continued to clean his tongue.

Just wait, laugh at me now, there will be times when you can't laugh!