"The little junior sister is already a Jindan overhaul, but she has her own peak, and she can refuse the request of Yunxiao Immortal Monarch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Qing's expression is difficult to distinguish, and the quiet gives Mu Jun advice.

"How to refuse?" Mu Jun pouted, looking at the light of the demand method.

Qing Kong lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "In another twelve years, there will be Jindan Xiaobi in the inner door, if the little junior sister enters the top three, she can choose a peak." ”

"Do you want to participate in the competition?" asked Mu Jun, leaning over.

Qinggang nodded, and Mu Jun squinted at him: "Since Senior Brother is also going to participate, what do you think is the chance that I will defeat you?"

"If we don't talk here, I'll know. He smiled and was eager to try.

"No," Mu Jun looked at the thunder sword behind him: "I know myself, admit defeat first." ”

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The three souls and six spirits were struggling and wailing, desperately trying to escape from this body, but her consciousness was extremely clear and cold, she couldn't do anything, she could only suffer!!

Tuanzi stared at the dilapidated Mu Jun in the pool with big eyes, and the screams rolled back and forth in his throat, reaching his mouth and into the air, and it became a grunt...... Grunt...... Purr's broken sound. Shenwu's face was indifferent, his eyes did not leave Mu Jun for a moment, his divine sense locked on every subtle change in her, and he said to himself: Hold on, child...... Hold on......

Seventy thousand miles away in the Soul Palace, the soul cultivator Twilight floated cross-legged in front of a soul lamp, the green fireworks seemed to meet the wind and staggered, sometimes only faint flames could be seen, he supported his jaw, his fingers gently touched the flames that were about to be extinguished, and said to himself: "Poor little guy, it seems that he is being abused inhumanely, what a good luck!"

A huge beast's head appeared behind him, its huge red eyes staring at the pale green firework, and when it was about to go out, two red rays of light shot out of its eyes, merging into a beam that enveloped the entire soul lamp. Tibetan Twilight tilted his head and touched its head, smiling gently: "It seems that Xiaohong likes her very much!" Glancing at the soul lamp where the fireworks gradually stabilized, the beast head rolled its eyelids, slowly swam back to the pillar, and went around to continue making statues.

After three days, the fireworks of the soul lamp gradually grew larger and came back to life, and Twilight stared at the more green and clear fireworks, and the corners of her eyes were gently pulled up, forming a sharp arc: "What a beautiful color...... What a lucky little girl, people can't help but be jealous!"

The dark and mysterious hall echoed with the whispers of the young man, the soul coiled on the pillar, the eyes rolled back and forth under the eyelids twice, too lazy to open the eyelids and continue to be silent.

Mu Jun stared blankly at the roof with his eyes open, and the pain of washing the marrow and cutting the bones was like an aftermath that lingered around the beam for a long time, engraved in the bones and imprinted in the soul. The ball landed on her chest, tilted her head to look at her wooden eyes, and then lifted her eyelids to look at the roof, making sure there was nothing on it.

"Is she stupid?!" asked Danzi tangled as he floated in mid-air.

"It's just stupid...... "Sam Wu held a bowl of green liquid, his fingers were a little empty, Mu Jun's lips opened, the green in the bowl turned into a line, and all fell into it, Mu Jun swallowed instinctively. The green liquid entered her throat and turned into wood spiritual power and slid into her stomach, forming a green protective film, and the rest spread along the intestinal wall. If Mu Jun looked inward at this moment, he would find that all the organs of her body were swimming with green wood spiritual power.

"Will she hate us?" Dango jumped on Mu Jun's face, stretched out her pointed mouth to peck at her eyeball, and stopped at a grain of rice away from her eyeball, she didn't even move her eyelashes. Tuanzi was very melancholy, listlessly squatting on the bridge of Mu Jun's nose, closing his eyes and preparing to take a nap first. Sam Wu pinched the corners of the quilt for Mu Jun, and floated out slowly with his hands behind his back, it was time for him to patrol the mountains.

Mu Jun, who flew like a wandering soul in the sea of consciousness, drilled in and out of memory balls one by one, she seemed to have forgotten all kinds of the outside world, and occasionally remembered the pain of the previous few days, her soul would tremble. These days have made her deeply understand what it means to say that 'behind every piece of pie is accompanied by a huge effort'. At this moment, she didn't know whether it was worth it or not, but she was mentally prepared for the catastrophe that Xiuzhen might encounter in the future.

Time flew by quickly, and every day Tuanzi would bring back two beautiful flowers for Mu Jun from outside, which was told to him by the Black Qi Bird by the Nine Waist Lake. Heiqi said that every time his father brought back a flower to his mother, his mother was very happy and would allow him to go to the neighbor's house to play more. Tuanzi is a smart bird, and he decided to take this as an example to bring a few beautiful flowers to the stupid Mujun every day, maybe one day Mujun will not be stupid when he sees the flowers in a good mood.

The pink and white flowers that Dango brought back today have a faint fragrance, and Dango inserted one flower in a vase on the table, and the other was placed next to Mu Jun's pillow as usual. Tuanzi used its long red mouth to pull the quilt for Mu Jun, squatted in her ear as usual, closed her eyes and chattered to Mu Jun about which family added a new member by Jiuyin Lake today, and how much spiritual fruit wine was brewed by the old ginseng......

Mu Jun squatted in the corner of Zhihai, listening to the soft children's voice of the group, and unconsciously kneading the purple and black memory ball in his hand, which was loaded with all the pain and fear of the previous days. In a previous life, it was said that if you want to overcome the fear in your heart, you must have the courage to face it. Mu Jun had been holding the ball for three days, and she didn't know what to do to face it, but she knew that she couldn't let it go in the sea of knowledge. Otherwise, one day they will become demons who have advanced on the way to cultivation.

She had gone in three times, each time she retreated at the touch of a button, and when she exited, she would tremble uncontrollably and scream, she didn't like to lose control of herself like this. Today was the last time, and she was wandering through the memory balls with purple and black memory balls, hoping to find a way to dilute the pain and fear in the memory balls.

What do you need to heal pain and fear? People in previous lives said that they need love! But what kind of love is needed to soothe them? Mu Jun didn't know, she was thinking about what else could make her contempt for these pain and fears? Mu Jun found a small golden memory ball in the deepest part of the sea of knowledge, only the size of grapes.

Mu Jun had never seen such a beautiful golden color, and when she had been following her purple-black memory ball and seeing this golden ball, it was like meeting a natural enemy, and she fled quickly......

Mu Jun quickly drilled into the golden ball, and it took a long time to withdraw. Looking at the palpitating purple-black memory ball hiding in the corner of Zhihai, Mu Jun's expression was extremely strange, and she stuffed the small golden memory ball into the purple-black memory ball that was struggling. The golden ball fluttered slowly in the purple-black memory ball, and everywhere it went, the purple-black rushed in all directions, and Mu Jun seemed to hear it screaming in fear.

(To be continued.) )