you let go

Yan Qingshi's hands trembled.

Wu Moyu said to himself: "I also found it by accident. I found it from a pile of guns. I just don't know if you want him to use it."

Wu Moyu took a sip of water, seemed to think of Yan Qing's darkened face at the moment, and smiled gloatingly.

However, Yan Qing would probably disappoint him at this moment. Not only did he not have a bad face, but he was a little bit happy.

"Now I can't tell you clearly for a while, let me just say roughly, your precious apprentice has no Nascent Soul in his body, and you want him to live like a cultivator for thousands of years, don't you? There is a mental method recorded in the book, that mental method is quite domineering, and it requires people to practice completely according to the book step by step, and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that the specific thing is different from person to person, but there is just one thing..." Wu Moyu was a little worried, "This mentality is quite dangerous. If he wants to practice, he needs to completely abandon the mentality and methods that he cultivated in the past tactic, and because the realm system of cultivation is different from ours, almost every step he takes is on the tip of the knife, and if he takes a wrong step, it is really irreparable, and I would say it lightly."

Speaking of this, Wu Moyu's face was quite solemn: "It's just that the risk is high, and the reward is also high. Once this kind of mentality is cultivated, not only will he no longer need to be restricted by the rules of heaven, but almost no one can rival him .”

"Qingshi, think about it carefully, I will bring this ancient book to you in two days, just wait for me."

The video ended here, Yan Qingshi looked at the little wooden bird that was slumped on the table and didn't move, his face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't figure out his emotions.

Not long after, he heard footsteps not far away, Yan Qing frowned, waved his sleeves to make the little wooden bird disappear completely, leaving no ashes behind, then adjusted his expression, looked up at the door, and waited for Mu Shu Ning pushed the door and came in.

Sure enough, after a while, Mu Shuning pushed open the door facing the moonlight, and he saw Yan Qingshi sitting on a chair with a single glance, his figure was desolate and lonely, like a widowed old man, when he saw someone push the door open, he immediately looked up , the eyes lit up in an instant.

Mu Shuning: "..."

He always felt that Yan Qingshi's painting style had changed a bit.

Before the time passed, Mu Shuning was still not sleepy, so he lit the lamp casually, looking at Yan Qingshi's lonely figure, he felt a little sorry, and walked over: "Why are you just sitting on the chair?"

Yan Qingshi grabbed his hand, pulled him a little closer, leaned closer to himself, and made the two of them touch each other tightly, then looked up at Mu Shuning: "I'm waiting for you to come back."

When Yan Qingshi said this, he said it with a serious eye, extremely serious, his eyes as cold as a deep pool were full of stars.

Looking into Yan Qing's eyes, Mu Shuning suddenly felt that it was worth living again.

No matter how much grievance, no matter how unwilling, they were all annihilated in this person's sincere and passionate love.Even though Yan Qingshi rarely showed it, Mu Shuning could feel everywhere that Yan Qingshi really cared about him.

Yan Qingshi's love is not very vigorous, but it is a steady stream, everywhere.He would hide his identity time and time again and follow Mu Shuning's side, and he would compromise for Mu Shuning time and time again, doing some incredible things.

Just in order to experience the same feeling as Mu Shuning, he personally pushed himself to the forefront, making everyone in the cultivation world think he was a hypocrite through and through. People really dare to make irresponsible remarks in front of Yan Qingshi.

But his reputation has also been damaged by now.

Mu Shuning's heart softened: "Then what if I don't come back tonight?"

"Then I'll wait until you come back."

Mu Shuning stopped talking. He looked at Yan Qingshi's face and smiled slightly: "Then what if I never come back?"

"You will not."

Yan Qingshi spoke very firmly and unwaveringly.

A string in Mu Shuning's brain broke with a "snap". He suddenly sat on Yan Qingshi's lap, and kissed Yan Qingshi's lips without any explanation.

Yan Qing was startled, as if he hadn't thought of it at all, and in his impression, Mu Shuning didn't seem to be such a proactive person...

But he was only stunned for a moment, and then he devoted himself wholeheartedly.

The previous two kisses were all under the circumstances that both parties were not willing, but this time it was completely different. When they were emotional, they only had each other in their eyes.

One of them chased and the other ran away. Later, one of them died and disappeared, and the other woke up. Once again, the two changed positions, but there were many difficulties. Now they are finally together after going through hardships, and they both know that sweetness comes. Not easy.

Yan Qingshi has been sober for so many years, and he can't stand being teased at all. The two of them are very compatible in all aspects. Mu Shuning already doesn't know what night it is, his cheeks are flushed, his eyes are blurred, and he shouted: "Master... ..."

Due to poor breathing, Mu Shuning yelled with a nasal sound. At first glance, it sounded soft and sticky, but this sound was fatal.

Yan Qingshi's black pupils burst out with blood, and his body also underwent obvious changes.

Feeling that something hot was pressing against him under his body, Mu Shuning's mind immediately cooled down.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

How could Yan Qingshi be willing to wait? After guarding his boy body for 600 years, he is finally about to break!

Yan Qingshi hugged Mu Shuning horizontally, his lips were tightly pressed, his face as cold as ice couldn't cover up his urgent inner actions, even his steps were a bit hurried.

Mu Shuning's head felt as if it had been poured with cold water, and he struggled hard: "Master! Master Yan! Yan Qingshi! Wait a minute!"

Yan Qingshi gently put him on the bed, looked down at him with a low voice, and continued to untie his clothes: "What?"

Mu Shuning noticed a chill all over her body, and was startled: it's broken.

At the same time, he struggled violently to grab the last piece of cloth on his body to save it from Yan Qingshi's poisonous hands.

"Master Yan, I am not yet eighteen, Master Yan! Even Luo Zhu has not yet reached the crown, and I am three years younger than him, Master Yan!"

When Yan Qingshi heard this, she withered.

"..."

Mu Shuning wanted to say more, but Yan Qingshi bit his mouth as if venting his anger.

"Mmmmm..." Mu Shuning's words were not uttered in the end.

At this moment, Head Yan has already put Mu Shuning back in his original body on the agenda in his heart.

Luo Zhu's side was not so charming and ambiguous anymore, he lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, and all he could think about was Baili Jiyue's anxious and tense face when he was injured.

He felt that his heart was filled in an instant.

He couldn't sleep, got up barefoot, and began to look at Wu Du by the moonlight.

Wu Du is actually very beautiful, with a slender and clear blade, the arc of the blade is elegant and just right, Wu Du is not as rough and tough as the knives of the Xingshumen group, Wu Du is quite delicate and not heavy, he uses it very handy.

Luo Zhu smiled, flicked the blade with his fingers, heard a clear sound, and sighed with a smile: "You, you followed the wrong master."

The city of Yingzhou is fairly safe, and the flames of war in the distance seem to be unable to shake this place in the slightest.

There is a landmark building in the center of Yingzhou City, named Feihong Tower.

The Feihong Building is quite magnificent, it is one of the tallest buildings, and the view of the sea can be seen from the top of the building, so every Dragon Boat Festival, when there is such a lively event as the dragon boat race, the Feihong Building is overcrowded.

The Feihong Building is generally only open to people during major festivals.

The three of them had nothing to do, and wandered to Feihong Tower.It's rare to come to Yingzhou once, and I have to see this famous building no matter what.

I just don't know why, but Yan Qingshi's face was gloomy and he lacked interest.

On the other hand, Mu Shuning kept snickering, which made Luo Zhu baffled. He looked at Mu Shuning several times asking questions, but Mu Shuning ignored them all.

Now that there is war, there are still fewer people in the city.

The three were strolling around, suddenly, Luo Zhu's eyes were sharp, and he saw a person standing opposite them, against the flow of people.

The man was extremely weird. In this hot weather, he was wearing an airtight purple hooded black robe, revealing only a pale and sharp chin.

When Luo Zhu saw the man, his first reaction was to run.

But the man ran after him in a flash, grabbed Luo Zhu's back collar skillfully, and smiled strangely: "You still want to run?"

Mu Shuning looked at this strange man suspiciously, and then cast a questioning look at Yan Qingshi.

Yan Qing calmly said, "This is the leader of Xuanyue Poison Sect, Wu Moyu."

Mu Shuning suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Wu Moyu for so many years, and Wu Moyu hadn't changed a bit. No wonder he felt that this person looked familiar.

Luo Zhu struggled violently: "Master, Master, why are you here? I remember the teaching I just returned to."

Wu Moyu said: "Little bastard, do you think I came to find you? You think beautifully."

Luo Zhu yelled: "Then why did you grab me as soon as you came up!"

Only then did Wu Moyu remember that Yan Qingshi and Mu Shuning were also there, he suddenly let go of Luo Zhu with his fingers, straightened his robe and hood, and curled his mouth: "Qingshi, little Shuning, hello."

Luo Zhu: "..." He doesn't want this embarrassing master anymore.

Mu Shuning smiled, waved awkwardly, and greeted Wu Moyu: "Master Wu."

Wu Moyu immediately turned his head: "Luo Zhu, take a look at Mu Shuning, and then look at you, can you be more dignified!"

Luo Zhu rolled his eyes at him.

Wu Moyu finally had enough trouble, and winked at Yan Qingshi.

Yan Qing understood it, and told Mu Shuning: "I have something to talk to Master Wu, you and Luo Zhu go for a walk first, if you feel bored, go back to the inn first."

Mu Shuning looked at Yan Qing's solemn expression, didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded.

"Well, let's go back to the inn first." Seeing that Yan Qingshi had something important to discuss with Wu Moyu, Mu Shuning knew the importance of the matter, so he dragged Luo Zhu away.

Yan Qingshi kept looking at Mu Shuning's back, until the two of them were submerged in the crowd and could no longer be seen, then he looked away.

Wu Moyu's face was full of jokes: "Yo, this kind of reluctance."

Yan Qingshi raised the corner of his mouth: "From now on, he will be your same generation."

The corner of Wu Moyu's mouth twitched: "..."