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"Let's not talk about that for now," Si Qingqi changed the subject, "I don't know what happened later, you came back, what about those people?"

Shi Mu gave a general account of what happened, except for the fact that the Supreme Immortal Technique was hidden, he gave a rough overview of other things.After all, so many people died in the martial arts conference, even if She Yue set up an enchantment, the news will not be covered up for long, and it will be known to the world in a few days, it is better to let them know first, so as to be prepared.

The three of them sighed deeply when they heard this - in their opinion, whether it was Hua Jiuqi's death or Hua Rong's one-power drop to ten meetings, it had nothing to do with them, or rather, the main reason was not here.Breaking the whole thing apart and talking about it, Hua Jiuqi didn't do anything big that both people and gods were angry with, but he was driven out and killed.No matter how well the public opinion of the Wulin League is guided, Hua Jiuqi has a powerful and good son who avenges his father. No matter how you think about it, it makes sense.

The Wulin League does not look good. Seeing that things are about to be revealed, they want to kill them all, just like they did back then.But Wulinmeng misjudged the difference in strength, and took Huarong as a soft persimmon, thinking that a little finger could crush him, but he didn't expect that he was a hard bone, very difficult to chew.In the end, everyone was left with nothing but ashes, which was only natural.

Si Qingqi and the three of them listened to the whole process, besides being thankful that Hua Rong and the other two were doing well, their enthusiasm for the Wulin League also decreased a lot.

Si Qingqi almost regretted screaming so excitedly on the first day of the martial arts conference that her voice became hoarse.

What is the Wulin League?People from all walks of life gather together, everyone depends on their own abilities, your side sings and our side comes on stage, even if you lose, as long as you are strong enough, you can be in the limelight.

Who wouldn't want to be a hero?

Oh, everyone wants to be.

That strong person wants to be even more.

Therefore, this martial arts conference is the grand event that people in the world yearn for the most. If you accidentally become the leader of the martial arts alliance, it will be even more majestic and popular.

No one wants such prestige to be taken away.

Having tasted the taste of power, no one wants to give up.

no doubt.

The stronger others are, the more afraid they are.

From this point of view, Hua Jiuqi is definitely not an exception.

Who would have thought that even the Martial Arts League is nothing more than gold and jade.Under the surface of justice in the Wulin League, there are mountains of corpses piled up, blood flowing into the sea, and there are bursts of rotten stench.

Si Qingqi didn't even want to listen to one more sentence.

Mo Ling didn't say anything, but frowned deeply.

As for Lou Yubai's straight temper, he immediately slapped the table and stood up so angry that he wanted to hit the Wulin League directly. Fortunately, there were Mo Ling and Si Qingqi next to him, so Lou Yubai sat down obediently after being angry for a while.

Nothing is absolutely clean, especially when the power is great, there will be more temptations, and naturally there will be a lot of dirty things under the surface, everyone knows this.

The sons and daughters of the Jianghu are always considered to be the most generous and informal, and the Wulin League is composed of such a group of people.Who would have thought that even such a group of people would show timidity in the face of power, and only know how to do some shameless deeds, desperately trying to save the last bit of face.

Si Qingqi said: "Anyway, I'd like to congratulate you on your successful revenge."

Huarong let out a "hmm", as if the gloom between her brows and eyes had eased a lot.

However, people from the Wulin League died so easily that he didn't even have a sense of reality.It's like the calm before the storm, but the dark tide is raging underneath.

"Tsk tsk," Lou Yubai pouted with a smile, and teased, "Senior sister, we said it well when we came here, we want to make some fame for our sect, now it's all right, the whole world's fame is due to his pretty face .”

Si Qingqi slapped him on the head, and the bell on his wrist rang: "My boy, you still know what we're here for, huh?"

Lou Yubai let out a pretentious wail, got into Mo Ling's arms and did not move, Mo Ling smiled and patted him.

Si Qingqi snorted coldly, and turned to Huarong: "The martial arts conference will definitely not go on, what are your next arrangements?"

"Go to the capital." Hua Rong said.

Si Qingqi showed surprise on her face: "Sifang City is not that close to the capital, how do you go there? There must be people from the Wulin League looking for you along the way, can the two of you do it?"

In fact, Si Qingqi still misunderstood a little bit, thinking that She Yue was involved in the death of so many people in the martial arts field, but she didn't realize that it was Hua Rong who did it by herself, otherwise she wouldn't know why she was surprised.

Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "We have our own way."

Si Qingqi knew the current affairs and didn't ask any more questions: "I still want to take my younger brothers and sisters to travel around, and it's just right." Si Qingqi pointed to Lou Yubai, "This guy doesn't want to go back immediately either."

Lou Yu's pale face immediately turned red, Mo Ling patted him, Si Qingqi raised her eyebrows and smiled: "There's nothing interesting in the capital, so we won't go, we have to leave early tomorrow morning, so we'll probably just say goodbye, See you soon."

Si Qingqi clasped her fists and smiled: "Si Qingqi from the Qingming sect, it's a great honor to meet you once. I hope I can see the legend of Hua Jiuqi again and see it with my own eyes."

The two juniors stood up and clasped their fists, the etiquette of the Jianghu people is the most chic.

The scabbard "clicked": "Mo Ling of the Qingming sect."

"Lou Yubai," Lou Yubai smiled, "Come and play with us when you have time."

The three handsome men and beauties stood there, if one ignores Lou Yubai's hippie smile, they look pretty decent and have a bit of vigor.Huarong stood up and saluted back, Shi Mu followed suit and clasped his fists in a dignified way.

"Hua Rong."

"Shi Mu, it's not Shi Rong."

The two looked at each other: "Anyway, thank you."

At least some people are willing to believe that Hua Jiuqi is innocent.

Si Qingqi raised her eyebrows and smiled: "That's Hua Jiuqi!" She waved to her junior brother, "Let's go, it's so late, let's go to bed."

When Si Qingqi walked to the door, she turned her head and said, "You should also hurry up and rest, your skin is almost whiter than mine." Si Qingqi winked at Shi Mu, "Take good care of him."

"Okay." Shi Mu subconsciously responded, blinking, but still didn't understand Si Qingqi's expression.

Si Qingqi took Lou Yubai Moling out.

Shi Mu stretched, directly pressed Huarong on the bed, wrapped her in the quilt, yawned and lay down on the bed, and said: "Then let's go to bed quickly."

Huarong smiled, turned over, covered Shi Mu with the quilt, looked at him and said, "Good night."

Shi Mu had already closed his eyes, and murmured: "Well... good night."

The golden sun shone on Shi Mu's face, Shi Mu's eyelids moved, he turned over abruptly, covered himself in the quilt and continued to sleep.

Huarong was still asleep at first, but this didn't mean that her vigilance was lowered. In addition to Shi Mu's treatment, her injury had already healed, and she had another night's rest. She still had Shi Mu's spiritual power on her body. very.So as soon as Shi Mu moved, Huarong woke up immediately, and when he turned his head, he saw Shi Mu huddled under the quilt, almost tearing off all the quilt covering Huarong's body without knowing it, and was fast asleep.

Huarong was afraid that he would be bored, so she lifted the quilt a little, and saw that Shi Mu's face was flushed from the boredom, his hot hair was sticking to his face, and he was frowning tightly.Huarong lifted the quilt a little, and Shi Mu's breathing calmed down.

Shi Mu probably forgot, he is a fairy, how could he be covered like this by the quilt.

Probably got used to it.

With someone by your side, after a long time, even a fairy will step down from the altar and become a human being—from body to heart.Apart from boundless mana, it is no different from human beings.

Cutting off love and severing love is the standard of a fairy.

But happiness, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire are the signs of mortals.

Seven emotions and six desires, it seems that immortals can't escape such a temptation.

No one can cut off love, even immortals, it's just that the time has not come.

Huarong lay on the bed with her eyes open, Shi Mu's breathing lingered in her ears, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Huarong simply got up straight away, and drew the curtain, the sunlight was blocked out, so that Shi Mu could sleep more peacefully.

The room suddenly became dim, and a few beams of light came through the gaps, golden yellow, bright enough to see the dust floating in the air.

The light leaked to the side of the bed, Shi Mu's strands of hair were hanging down, trembling slightly, this scene was as beautiful as a fairyland.

There was no movement in the room next to it. It seemed that Si Qingqi and his party had already left.

Huarong was sitting near the bed, wiping the sword, looking at Shi Mu, time passed by little by little, but Huarong didn't feel it at all.

Shi Mu turned over and woke up.

Shi Mu stretched his waist, only to belatedly realize that there was no one around him, so he sat up abruptly, and saw Hua Rong sitting nearby and looking at him.

The sun was hitting right behind Huarong, and Shi Mu was facing him, unable to see Huarong's expression clearly, squinting his eyes, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Shi Mu squinted his eyes and looked towards the window. Even though there was a curtain to block it, he could still see the glare of the sun outside, and it was not too early.

"Why didn't you call me?" Shi Mu woke up.

"It's hard to get a good night's sleep, and it's okay to sleep a little longer."

An extra coat appeared on Shi Mu's body in an instant, and he was braiding his hair with a hairpin in his hand.

Huarong walked over, took the hairpin from Shi Mu's hand, Shi Mu put down his hand, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, leaned back to facilitate Huarong's movements, let Huarong hold his hair, and said: "You If you don’t call me an immortal, how can you hurry? You mortals, with such slow pace, if you don’t hurry, when will you be able to reach the capital? You think you’re just playing around!”

"En." Huarong tied the last bit of hair into a hairpin, turned Shi Mu to face him and straightened the broken hair in front of him.

Huarong was too perfunctory, Shi Mu raised his head to stare at him a little bit, and saw Huarong was seriously dealing with his hair, his bony hands kept shaking in front of his face, his skin was not as tender as a girl's, and he rubbed against him from time to time The face was tingling.

Shi Mu's face turned red, he didn't know if it was being rubbed, or...

Shi Mu quietly pinched his palms, cleared his throat, and said, "I'm not talking to you, huh?" The ending sound raised up, and originally wanted to give Huarong a sense of oppression, but he didn't know that it sounded to Huarong. Not cute.

Huarong straightened Shi Mu's hair, lowered her head and faced Shi Mu, her voice was gentle: "Don't be so anxious..." Huarong stared into Shi Mu's eyes, "Don't you want to see the world after a thousand years. "

"This time I will watch with you."

"Twilight."