[Master] Why is a hometown

After his elder brother passed away, Yuan Wuxiang accompanied Mu Xinyuan to the grave to pay homage.

Mu Xinyuan thought that she had few relatives, and never had any interest in that elder brother whom she had never met, and even felt a little loathing in her heart.

——Unexpectedly, he finally resolved the grievances between blood relatives in such a clumsy way of self-destruction.

Also because of his death, Mu Xinyuan felt that she was finally completely relieved and completely let go.

Afterwards, she returned to Daozhen with Yuan Wuxiang and resumed a peaceful life.

The turmoil caused by the sudden visit of the biological mother gradually faded into insignificant ripples.

The new leaders of Daozhen, Ge Xianchuan and Baopuzi, have completed the initial adaptation process and gradually began to establish their prestige; the former "Five Masters of Daozhen" in Liyunping also shine in the Taoist world.

Although Mu Xinyuan doesn't like mundane affairs, she is heavily relied on by Bao Puzi because of Yuan Wuxiang. She occasionally assists Nan Xiuzhen in doing things within her capacity, such as teaching medical pathology to young Taoists, or making and distributing anti-virus and anti-epidemic medicines.

The misty rain and the setting sun are usually quiet, so Mu Xinyuan sorts out medicinal materials slowly and reads Buddhist scriptures when she has nothing to do, and she is only a little busy when the fellow practitioners from Yuanwuxiang are eating and drinking.

Ge Xianchuan and Baopuzi are busy with academic affairs, so they come less frequently. The most heroic hero always likes to travel around the world, and it is rare to see anyone; During the critical period of practice, it is inconvenient to go out often, and those who often come to misty rain and setting sun, there is only one tired harvest day left.

Although they belong to the same group of Daozhen Five Masters, the friendship between Juan Shoutian and Yuan Wuxiang is deeper than that of the other fellow practitioners—coincidentally, the prestige of both of them in Daozhen is almost equal to that of the deacons of their respective sects .

Maybe it's because women are more sensitive to human relationships than men. Mu Xinyuan gradually noticed the subtle changes between Ge Xianchuan and Baopuzi.

In the past, she had little friendship with Ge Xianchuan, and she only remembered that he was always dignified; Baopuzi used to be as playful as Dao Zhongpin, but now he has become even and stable.

Especially when Baopuzi faced Yuan Wuxiang, Mu Xinyuan could always see an inexplicable strength from his attitude.

Yuan Wuxiang is not easy to win, and he doesn't feel wronged or inappropriate for Baopuzi, but Baopuzi's behavior has a hint of wanting to suppress Yuanwuxiang.

Sure enough, changes in status and status will eventually affect people's hearts, and even Taoists who have transcended the world of mortals are unavoidable.

If you ask her why she has these feelings, or her understanding of the dark side of human nature as a doctor, after all, in her long practice of medicine, she has seen too many human feelings before death.

It's just that she never mentioned these thoughts to Yuan Wuxiang.

——After all, they are all friends and fellow practitioners of Yuan Wuxiang, so why bother to expose them and cause trouble?

Controlling these people is just a bad mentality, and will not cause any substantial harm to Yuan Wuxiang.

Under such circumstances, Tired Shoutian's frank personality is becoming more and more valuable, and Mu Xinyuan has a little more sincerity towards him than other Daozhen disciples.

That's why she joked with Yuan Wuxiang: "Jian Shoutian's temperament is easy to provoke villains."

"Yeah, it's more obvious that he provokes peach blossoms at present." Yuan Wuxiang obviously agrees with Mu Xinyuan's opinion. In theory, people with true temperament are always the targets of villains like to criticize; but in reality, he has to complain This fellow practitioner has a strong female affinity.

I always feel that Tired Shoutian is not good at words, and it has something to do with his luck that he will provoke peach blossoms wherever he goes-it is better to say less than to say more and make more mistakes.

Mu Xinyuan smiled lightly and said, "Well, there are people who are born with such a luminous physique, so I can't envy them."

"How? A Yuan is also attracted by the light of Tired Harvest Sky?" Yuan Wuxiang also joked.

"Where is it, my body is delicate and weak, and I can't stand the strong light. When everyone else is paying attention to Tired Shoutian, I managed to find you Yuanwuxiang."

With a smile on his face, Mu Xinyuan reached out and touched Yuan Wuxiang's broken hair at the temples, and was held by Yuan Wuxiang's backhand: "Ha, so I was the 'leak' who was picked up? Dare I ask Madam if you are satisfied with picking up the leaks? "

Mu Xinyuan couldn't move his hand, so he simply put the other hand on his cheek: "Satisfied, I'll give you a first class."

Dao Zhongpin was ordered by Bao Puzi to invite Yuan Wuxiang. He was used to being casual and had important things to do. He stepped into the misty rain and setting sun without knocking on the door. He was almost blinded by the scene in front of him, and his old face twitched : "Ahem... Yuan Wuxiang, sorry to bother you."

The couple who were laughing hurriedly stopped their hands and recovered their demeanor.

"Fellow Daoist, but there is another task in the teaching?"

"This time is really troublesome. The evil dragon is making trouble, and the Tianqiang is invading the south. We will be in danger of being attacked by the enemy. The Northern Sect has sent people to negotiate. Yuan Wuxiang, you also hurry and go to the Yuanzong Liuxiang with me."

Yuan Wuxiang's expression became solemn: "Okay."

The two left in a hurry, while Mu Xinyuan stayed within the Six Elephants of Yuanzong, looking up at the sky, only to see ominous black clouds moving faintly in the sky, presumably it was the evil dragon who had been raging fiercely recently.

But what is the origin of the Qiang people that day?

She couldn't help sighing.

——I hope it can be properly resolved.

It took a long time to go to Yuanwuxiang.

Until the time when the dogs and cocks were crowing, Mu Xinyuan was lying on the bed in a daze, half asleep and half awake, she felt rustling sounds around her, she opened her eyes dimly, and saw that Yuan Wuxiang had just fallen asleep by her side, her eyes wide open Stare at yourself.

"Hmm...? Are you back?"

"Didn't disturb you?"

"nothing."

In the next moment, Mu Xinyuan has habitually moved into his arms, putting one hand on his waist and the other curled up in front of his chest——At the beginning of the wedding, he spent several months correcting her sleeping position, and now it has already formed new habit.

Smelling the familiar breath, Mu Xinyuan let out a breath of satisfaction, half-closed her eyes and asked casually, "How's the situation?"

Yuan Wuxiang's mood sank slightly, and he didn't know how to speak.

Before getting a response, Mu Xinyuan was half asleep, and looked up at Yuan Wuxiang: "What's wrong?"

"The evil dragon incident is imminent. Ge Xianchuan and Baopuzi want to use their famous swords and silver darts to cooperate with Daozhen's Supreme Sword Formation and try their best to stop it."

Mu Xinyuan listened to what he said, and if he realized it: "That day the Qiang people..."

Yuan Wuxiang paused, and said cautiously: "According to the investigation of the most responsible hero, the Tianqiang people are good at fighting and should not be underestimated. Now they want to take advantage of the evil dragon to invade the Central Plains, Daozhen must send people to deal with it."

Mu Xinyuan didn't feel sleepy anymore, she suddenly got up from the bed, and looked at him seriously: "Are you going to be sent to deal with it? How should I deal with it?"

"It's not just me." Yuan Wuxiang also sat up, took Mu Xinyuan's hands lightly, and said eloquently: "Ge Xianchuan and Baopuzi need a lot of combat power to support them, and the Tianqiang people are led by me and Tired Harvest." Tian, ​​the most negative hero, Li Gonglie, and Dao Zhongpin launched a surprise attack and wiped out the enemy in one fell swoop."

Mu Xinyuan raised her tone in disbelief: "...Just the five of you?"

Yuan Wuxiang lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes. A Yuan...I..."

Mu Xinyuan bit her lip silently.

She didn't want to go homeless.

It's called a surprise attack... it's actually an adventure.

But she knew she couldn't stop Yuan Wuxiang.

If the sect is in trouble, if you turn a blind eye to it and avoid it, it will not be the Yuan Wuxiang she knew.

For a while, the mood was chaotic, and the four eyes were relatively speechless.

Yuan Wuxiang felt very sorry in his heart, this trip was so dangerous that he didn't even dare to make any promises, but Ah Yuan...he promised Mu Shaoai and Feng Guzhu that he would take good care of her, now...

When he hesitated to speak, Mu Xinyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly when he was entangled, then he raised his eyes, leaned in front of Yuan Wuxiang, and planted a kiss on his lips like a superficial kiss.

"Yuan Wuxiang, don't worry." Mu Xinyuan forced herself to smile: "I will accept whatever the result is."

What answered her was Yuan Wuxiang's tight embrace.

He could feel the stiffness of her body, so he knew how reluctant she was; but even though she was unwilling, she still chose to respect his decision.

——In Yuan Wuxiang's heart, a trace of regret suddenly rose up.

Is it true that cultivators are tainted with lust|desire, so they mislead others?

what……

Dawn is about to break, and a little morning light spills into the bedroom through the window lattice.

The two embracing each other on the bed were silent, each was worried, and tacitly maintained the final peace.

Staggered weapons flew and danced, and the sound of shouts and wailing came and went one after another.

The alien warriors are brave and powerful, and the Taoist who penetrated into the enemy camp has only one belief in his heart: defend the Central Plains, defend the Central Plains!

"what……!"

With a howl of misery, the middle-grade knife, which was addicted to alcohol, was sliced ​​in two by Tian Qiang's battle ax from the waist.

"……Uh!"

It was too late to defend, and the head of Li Gonglie, who liked to gossip the most, fell to the ground, and the tragic battle situation was reflected in his wide-open angry eyes.

"Damn it!" Yi Dongqing looked around, held up the long ax that symbolized the spirit of the Tianqiang tribe in one hand, and shouted: "All the troops obey the order! Discharge the battle axes!"

The Tianqiang soldiers in the chaotic battle were guided, and moved quickly, walking strangely, and the formation was airtight, besieging the only three remaining Daozhen.

Tired Shoutian was concentrating on dealing with the enemy in front of him, killing until the sky was dark, Yi Dongqing swung his long axe when he saw this, and cleverly entered the game with the advantage of the formation, and attacked the golden Daoying in one fell swoop!

Yuan Wuxiang had just cleared the obstacles in front of him, and caught a glimpse of Yi Dongqing's movements from the corner of his eye, before he could give a warning, he turned around and blocked Tired Shoutian in a blink of an eye.

"what--!!!"

The sharp edge of Tianqiang's battle ax flashed past, his hands were mercilessly cut off the dust, and blood gushed out.

The moment Tired Shoutian looked back, what he saw was already a horrifying scene: "There is no homeland!"

The tragic death of comrades-in-arms, the disability of best friends, and the extreme grief and anger of Tired Harvest, prompted the ultimate move: "Eight suns burn the mountain——!"

The dazzling golden light is as bright as the scorching sun, and the enemy troops are wiped out wherever they pass!

Yi Dongqing was temporarily blinded by the light, and tried her last strength to avoid the destructive sword wind and fled staggeringly.

Tired Shoutian and the most negative hero together helped his friend who had lost a lot of blood and looked dismal. He was so anxious that he restrained his injuries and rushed home.

"Original No Country! Hold on, hold on—"

The Taoist robe of the silver-clothed Taoist was completely stained with blood red, and there was only one name that could not be put down in his gradually lost consciousness——

"Ah... Ah Yuan..."

When Yuan Wuxiang, who was half-stained in blood, was carried back to the misty rain and setting sun, Mu Xinyuan was still able to restrain his fluctuating emotions and ordered everyone to carry him into the room.

Day and night, sleepless and restless, exhausted all the knowledge he had learned all his life, but he couldn't take back the Half Palm.

——Because the lingering energy caused by Tian Qiang's strange technique on the wrist section lingered for a long time, when she pulled out that special ability, all the meridians in the wrist were necrotic.

She fell powerlessly beside Yuan Wuxiang, and with trembling fingers touched the severed palms that were sent back by Tired Shoutian.

The palms of those hands were fair-skinned, with slender and beautiful knuckles. They were extremely gentle when stroking her brows and eyes, and graceful and agile when they swung the sword.

But... I can't take it back.

Disciple of Medicine King Valley, poison doctor Mu Xinyuan.

Both doctors and poisons, heal the wounded and save the dying, but can't save the most important person.

His chest felt as if he had been hit hard by a boulder, and a bright red gushed out from his mouth.

All the strength in her body was drained in an instant, and she could only support herself by grabbing the edge of the bed with both hands.

The person on the bed with his eyes closed tightly frowned, still suffering from the pain of severed palms in his sleep.

After a few breaths, Mu Xinyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked deeply at the unconscious Yuan Wuxiang, slowly leaned over and rested his head in his arms, the hot liquid from the corners of his eyes fell on the bloody Taoist robe and fainted dye open.

"Just come back."

"I'll take care of you from now on."

"I am your hand."

……

Outside the door, the blond Taoist stood firmly under the eaves, and clenched his fists in pain when he heard the whispers inside the door.

The author has something to say:

Emmm...

It is said that the grievances between the Tianqiang people and Daozhen were caused by Ge Xianchuan's intentional misleading... I always feel that the little master has lost his hand.