On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

After a stick of incense, Mu Qiwu closed his momentum and formed a formation.

"This is a top-rank formation of the Huang rank, Junior Sister Mu is too powerful!"

"I am ashamed of myself!"

"Hmph, I see, the Qingfeng Sword Sect should just set up a senior sister, it's better than someone."

"Yiyi!" A woman in blue grabbed the hand of a girl in light yellow dress, beckoning her not to talk nonsense.Bai Yiyi stuck out her tongue, and cast a cold glance at Fang Yuan's position.

Bai Yiyi is one of Qu Xiaoling's direct disciples in Zixia Peak, and she has an extraordinary family background. Many people dote on her, which makes her develop a savage temperament, and she has a strong spirit that is not afraid of the sky and the earth.Every day, she wished she could tear Fang Yuan apart and face the head of the sect, and theorize eight hundred times.

What kind of skill is bullying women?

But Bai Yiyi didn't know that Fang Yuan vowed to take responsibility that day, and the head of the sect didn't reveal a word to prevent someone from taking advantage of it to plot against Fang Yuan.

"Okay!" Elder Gu walked up to Mu Qiwu, his eyes showed admiration, "Young people are awesome."

Not only is the formation perfect, but the spiritual pressure in it also has the rare sharpness of Shui Ling, which increases the aura of the entire formation by three points.What's more important is that this woman has no disturbance from the beginning to the end, and her mind is terribly calm. This kind of talent is probably rare in Middle Earth.

The big apprentice in charge is indeed too far behind.

Elder Gu stroked his beard and sighed, but when he turned around, he saw that Fang Yuan was also forming a formation, his heart moved, and he walked over slowly.Most of the disciples gathered around Mu Qiwu and talked to her in the name of asking for advice, but the corner where Fang Yuan was standing seemed deserted, with only Chang An beside him.

Fang Yuan was practicing with all his heart and didn't notice the elder approaching, but he still failed due to lack of experience.

He was depressed, but an elder's voice came from behind him: "That's right, it's six points similar."

"Elder Gu," Fang Yuan scratched his face, "Thank you for the compliment, Elder."

Seeing the young man's clear eyes, Elder Gu smiled more sincerely, and pointed out some key points before leaving lightly to inspect other disciples.

The spirituality class finally ended at dusk, Fang Yuan stretched his waist, and was the last one to walk out of Xiaohua World, packing up his things and preparing to go back.But while tidying up, suddenly there was someone beside him.

A shadow fell over him.

"Little Junior Sister, you didn't leave either?" Fang Yuan's heart beat faster suddenly, his fingertips felt numb, and the soles of his feet felt cold for a moment.

It's so close, he didn't notice when the little junior sister came.

There were only the two of them left in the school dormitory. At this time, the setting sun was about to burn to embers, and the surroundings were dark. The smoke from the incense burner curled up, reflecting Mu Qiwu's face a little blurry.The corners of her lips seemed to be raised, and she slowly leaned closer.

Fang Yuan unconsciously took a step back and lowered his head, but he could still smell the faint sandalwood on her body.

Introverted and gentle.

A sudden gust of wind blew open the gauze curtain and knocked Fang Yuan's writing brush down. He quickly reached out to grab it, but one hand was faster than him, and he gently held it down.

Fang Yuan couldn't help raising his head, and happened to meet the bright golden light in the room, and met Mu Qiwu's clear eyes.

Her face is as bright as jade, her long hair is loose, and she is only lazily pulled up in a bun with a wooden hairpin. She is wearing a sky blue long dress with a bustier collar and a wide-sleeved fluffy thin shirt. Emerald green and emerald, the whole person is like spring lotus, and the aura is fresh to the extreme.

She is more charming than the Lihuabai she met for the first time, looking at him with a faint smile, it's hard to distinguish the gentleness.

Mu Qiwu looked down at him: "Thank you for the gift you gave me last time." Then he casually flipped through his book, his gaze fell away for a moment, thoughtful.

"No, no, thank you." Fang Yuan stumbled, but the little junior sister unexpectedly guessed it, she is so smart.

And it seems to be taller than him, did he step on the inner height?

Mu Qiwu took out a box from the storage ring and put it on the table: "This is a return gift, brother."

She smiled suddenly: "In this way, the matter of the mountain gate will be settled."

The voice was hoarse and very pleasant, Fang Yuan rubbed his ears subconsciously, woohoo, little junior sister is still a subwoofer.As for what she said about the Qing Dynasty, is it just the story of the Shanmen?

very nice.

Fang Yuan's grievances over the past few days suddenly dissipated a lot. Holding the gift box, he couldn't contain his joy, and when he left, he just stood still and giggled.

He didn't know what was going on, but he was so happy anyway.

It seems that I am not afraid of any problems.

Fang Yuan slowly opened the box, and moved closer in surprise.Inside is a flower that has been well preserved from the rhizome. The five-petaled leaves are in full bloom, blood red like fire, and vigorous aura is continuously coming from the heart of the flower.

This is the flower of tears, also known as the little phoenix flower. It has the attributes of wood and fire and is very precious. Only Beizhou can grow it.It is said that once the phoenix shed a drop of tears, the flower turned red, and it remained the same throughout the year. It would not wither, but would only turn to fly ash at the moment of fading.

Fang Yuan put it away carefully, the flower is so beautiful, he is reluctant to absorb it, so let's keep it.

Fang Yuan would not feel that his junior sister had a crush on him because of this, it was one of the three major illusions in life, and he didn't have the confidence to approach her, or even protect her in Xiao Qing's hands.

The book doesn't say when Mu Qiwu and Xiao Qing met for the first time, so Fang Yuan has no chance to cut off this relationship. Besides, if he can stop the first time, he may not be able to stop the second time.

Xiao Qing's possession of Mu Qiwu is more like the author forcibly creating conflicts between the villain and the protagonist. Before Mu Qiwu's death, Xiao Qing didn't even have much contact with the protagonist.Xiao Qing has been making troubles in the outside world of Middle-earth, and Mo Xiaofan has been being abused in Wumu Xiaozhou.

The clues and contradictions in the early stage all happened in the second half of the book, but Fang Yuan didn't see it.Now that I think about it carefully, I always feel that everything is not that simple.

He squeezed the box tightly, forget it, let's take one step at a time.

When Fang Yuan returned to the bamboo building, Mo Xiaofan hadn't left yet.

Not only did he not leave, but he was still watching him secretly.Even though Mo Xiaofan was hiding in the kitchen, Fang Yuan's five senses were clear, and he had already noticed that this kid was watching him through the gap.But Fang Yuan didn't show anything unusual, and ate his dinner as usual.

After dinner, he wanted to take this jade slip upstairs, but finally realized something was wrong.

His letter has been moved, even though the person who moved it was careful enough to restore the angle and position exactly the same, but there is a faint evil spirit on the page.

Fang Yuan's fingertips paused for a while, and he felt that his eyes were staring at him more intensely, as if he was afraid of being discovered by him.So I pretended that I was hesitating which book to choose just now, skimmed across the row, and re-selected this travel note to go upstairs.

Damn, just read the book when you read it, why do you act like a spy war.

Fang Yuan felt bleak in his heart, when will the days of fighting wits and courage to maintain the character set end?He lay silently in the tub for a while, and didn't get dressed until he had washed off all the exhaustion from his body.

Open the bamboo window and look down, the kitchen is already empty.

……

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Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan spent another month in this world.When he came, it was the early spring when all things began. The Qingxia Peak was hazy with clouds and mists, and it was hard to see clearly. At this time, the new sun was shining brightly, the vegetation was growing wildly, and there was infinite vitality everywhere.When the weather is good, Fang Yuan can even see the continuous mountain peaks at the outer gate at the end of the bamboo sea. He climbs up the steep rock wall every morning to meditate, and feels spiritual energy when the purple energy rises eastward.

He has fully adapted to life here.

The mixed doubles of "Myriad Leaves Flying Flowers" and "Qingfeng Jianjue" has already achieved a small success, and the headmaster praised him several times, completely relieved.What he fears the most is that Fang Yuan is obsessed with women and neglects his job. Now that Fang Yuan has taken actions to prove himself, he has much less control over him, and the monthly rules have doubled with a wave of his hand.

Everything is going in a good direction, and because of Fang Yuan's intentional low-key, the disciples in the sect have lost a lot of interest in him.What's more, since the junior sister gave him the gift in return, she never spoke a word to him again. The two of them met like strangers, and the others couldn't find anything to gossip about.

"It's weird, could it be that the elder brother has really changed his sex? It's fine if he doesn't go to those Qinlou taverns under his door, and even the junior sister doesn't like to talk to him anymore?"

"Shhh! How dare you say that if your master hears and picks you up, we can go to those places?"

"Hey, you're too timid, why can't you go? Don't let Yuanyang out, why don't you just listen to the music and tease the beauty?"

Some disciples also sighed: "Maybe it's because the Huitian Point will be opened in a few months. Although there are many good things in that place, it is very evil. Once you enter it, life or death will be ignored. The senior brother must be afraid."

"I heard that Junior Sister Mu is going down the mountain again. This time it's Funing City. I don't know what happened, so I asked for Zixia Peak."

"Who knows?"

And the person from Zixia Peak who they missed did receive a distress letter from Funing City, which was written by the city lord himself, and sent to Bailan Pavilion as soon as possible.Bailan Pavilion is where the disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect receive tasks. Some tasks are chores issued by the sect, such as taking care of the spiritual field;

This time there was a lot of ghosts in Funing City, and the city lord had a long history of friendship with Zixia Peak, so naturally they were the first to think of them.In addition, Qu Xiaoling, the Great Elder of Zixia Peak, has some kinship with Funing City. The relationship between the two has become closer in recent years, so naturally they will not sit idly by.

"Qiwu, you will lead the team this time, and we must put an end to the ghost chaos in Funing City." Qu Xiaoling sat at the head, "But you don't have to worry too much, as the letter said, there are no four immigrants in the city." The ghosts above the weight are small things, you and others can handle it. It would be even better if you can find out the source of the ghost chaos, there is no reason... I am afraid that someone is fishing in troubled waters."

Mu Qiwu's expression remained unchanged: "Yes."

Qu Xiaoling's expression eased: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go down."

This time, there were 26 female cultivators in Funing City, all of whom were above the fourth level of spirit-entry. Compared to the previous small Funing City, they were already quite respectable.Bai Yiyi also pestered Mu Qiwu to join, but Mu Qiwu couldn't help but let her accompany.The fairies were all ready to go at noon. They all wore fences and rode the purple and white demon horses of Ruyi Peak.

Bai Yiyi proudly said: "Senior Sister Mu, I think these men are not as heroic as our Zixia Peak girls!"

"Yiyi!" The woman in blue beside her blocked her words, "Speak carefully."

"I know, Senior Sister Li." Bai Yiyi nodded nonchalantly, fixed her eyes on Mu Qiwu who was at the front, her eyes were hot.

Mu Qiwu was carrying the qin on his back, his expression was still indifferent, and he raised his whip when everyone was ready: "Let's go."

The team left the mountain gate in a mighty way, and the monster horse ran like the wind, covering one-third of the distance in just one afternoon.It was dangerous to travel at night, so the group rested at the stronghold on the official road and sent people to watch the night.

Mu Qiwu is strong, so he has to save his energy until the end, so there is no need to keep vigil on the road.The girls divided the rooms according to the usual practice, usually in twos and threes, except that Mu Qiwu was given a separate room, because they knew that Senior Sister Mu didn't like to sleep with others, even if Bai Yiyi asked for it, she wouldn't agree .

"Mu Qiwu" really didn't like it.

A hand with well-articulated bones carelessly held the candlelight, and went back and forth several times before completely extinguishing it.

The cold white moonlight seeps into the screen window like a mist, illuminating a pair of thin lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling in the darkness. Further down, there is a jaw as sharp as a sword's edge, and the man's eye-catching, protruding Adam's apple.

The teeth-sick bones creaked inch by inch, and his figure was also raised inch by inch. The woman's slim and exquisite lines disappeared completely, and she became thin, tall, and thin muscles covered her arms and back. Everywhere is ready, dangerous and silent.

"She" put a silver-white mask on her face, covering most of her face, turned around a handful of clear purple Xiao Xiao in her hand, stepped out of the window silently, and disappeared into the night.

Only one puppet with the same aura as Mu Qiwu was left lying on the bed, holding a high-grade hidden aura disk in his arms, slowly emitting streamer light.