After feeling Zhuo Fei's low mood, Mu Zhiqing threw away the branch in his hand, slowly stepped forward, hugged his waist from behind, and pressed his head against his back, as if he wanted to share a little depression for him.

This sudden dog food, Mu Miao burped stiffly, and Mu Zhiqing's feelings for Zhuo Fei, they all knew it. The problem now is only with Zhuo Fei.

His behavior of not refusing and accepting made Mu Miao want to beat Zhuo Fei hard sometimes.

In his opinion, feelings are a matter of two people, if you want to love, you have a vigorous love, if you don't love, you don't have to maintain the current relationship, you don't have to simulate the two, which makes everyone a little embarrassed.

In fact, Zhuo Fei also understood what Mu Zhiqing meant, but he had no way to accept it.

In his opinion, when the lintel of Guangdao's house is in the future, it must provoke many enemies, if she is with Mu Zhiqing at this time, then it means that she will face danger from all sides with herself in the future.

Although his current cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated, it is a pity that it is easy to dodge open guns and difficult to defend against hidden arrows, and there may be a fatal danger somewhere, attacking his mind and threatening his life.

He really didn't want Mu Zhiqing to follow himself to live the kind of life that he was worried about all day longing, the days that Zhuo Fei longed for in the depths of his heart.

In fact, it's very simple, pinning on the landscape, if two people are together, they often go to travel, and the two of them cook together on weekdays.

Isn't it good to keep it simple?

It's a pity that from the moment he assumed the identity of the only contemporary Taoist descendant, this kind of life has been completely contrary to him.

Rather than one day, watching Mu Zhiqing or himself die in front of each other's eyes, leaving some people to live a lonely life, it is better to let the two not have any communication.

Mu Zhiqing, who was close to Zhuo Fei, gently closed her eyes and quietly listened to the former's heartbeat, she clearly understood what responsibility he shouldered.

In fact, Mu Zhiqing had understood many things a long time ago, but she didn't open her mouth to break it.

When two people are together, they are willing to face any difficulties together, but the cruel truth makes them not be able to stay together.

Ye Wei had already told her that Zhuo Fei was a peerless genius that he had never even seen.

Taoism is bound to rise in the Zhuo Fei generation, thus setting off a storm in the world of cultivators.

By that time, Mu Zhiqing would probably already be at the helm of the cultivator's special forces, she couldn't live for herself, she had to be responsible for the people of the entire army, and for the people she needed to protect.

When the Taoists threatened them, Mu Zhiqing had to stand up and stand on the opposite side of Zhuo Fei.

The responsibilities shouldered by the two people are destined not to become a couple, let alone a couple.

After more than ten minutes, Mu Miao, who couldn't help it, said helplessly to the two: "How long are you going to hold it? And Zhuo Fei, do you still care about Zeming? This needle is too long, right? What if he dies?"

A word woke up Zhuo Fei, who was like a man in his dream, and then remembered that there was such a thing.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhuo Fei hurriedly pulled out the silver needle on Ze Ming's body, if the time was long, the latter might really not be able to stand the pain on his body.

The cold light flashed, and when Mu Zhiqing put away the last silver needle from Zhuo Fei, he cut off the vines that bound Ze Ming's legs with a sword, and Mu Miao gently put him on the ground.

Zhuo Fei put it on Ze Ming's hand and gave him a pulse, and his originally serious face gradually relaxed.

"How's it going?" asked Mu Miao with concern.

Glancing at him, Zhuo Fei nodded lightly and said slowly, "His physical condition is far beyond my expectations, and the effect is very good now, if he comes a few more times, the boiling blood veins in his body should not go away at every turn." ”

Mu Zhiqing took out a handkerchief and asked Mu Miao to wipe the sweat on his forehead for Zeming.

At this time, the latter has reached a strange feeling, the cloudless sky seems to have evolved into a soft bedding, the earth has become a soft bed, and he only feels endless tenderness in it.

Compared with the feeling of pain in the bone marrow after Zhuo Fei's injection before, Ze Ming still likes it now.

The space fluctuated slightly, and Hevis, who had disappeared all night, appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and after glancing at Ze Ming in a coma, he couldn't help but smile: "You guys seem to be having a good time, did you make him faint?"

Mu Miao, who heard the sound, hurriedly threw away the handkerchief in his hand, stood up from the ground, stretched out the index fingers of both hands, pointed at Zhuo Fei and said awe-inspiringly: "My lord, this is all his attention, it has nothing to do with me, I can only be regarded as an accomplice at best." ”

Zhuo Fei, who heard the sound, pursed his mouth speechlessly, and secretly thought to himself: "This guy is throwing the pot too fast, right?"

Suddenly, Hevis's right hand flicked slightly, and a milky white point of light quickly invaded Ze Ming's body, and Mu Zhiqing, who was standing in place, said with some disdain: "My lord, Ze Ming is already like this, if you play with him again, maybe he will die!"

"Hmph!" Hawes let out a soft snort from his mouth, indicating that Mu Zhiqing knew something, this was the best immortal product he had spent all night finding in the depths of the Immortal Mountain.

It took a lot of effort to purify them like this, if it weren't for the fear that Ze Ming wouldn't be able to hold it up, and the three of them would be reluctant to use such a good thing on Ze Ming.

As Hevis finished saying these words, a burst of rich fragrance emanated from Ze Ming's body, Zhuo Fei moved his nose, and his eyes flashed with a thoughtful look.

Slowly pronounced out a long list of Chinese herbal names, which made Heweis a little surprised when he heard it.

"Aren't you still a doctor?" and you've guessed all the herbs?" asked Hevis, surprised.

Zhuo Fei, who waved his hand, said lightly that he was not only a doctor, but he also had the medical skills of life and death.

Just as Hyvis chuckled, several rays of light burst out from his body in an instant, and they struck towards Zhuo Fei like lightning.

The right foot quickly took a step on the ground, and the whole body slid backwards, and the hands quickly changed, and all the points of light were collected.

Zhuo Fei's body turned around on the ground several times before he stood firmly, spread out his hands, and looked down to find that those points of light were all silver needles.

With his hands behind his back, Heyis said that this is not a silver needle, but a needle condensed by special elements, and its hardness is exceptionally high, even if it is tens of thousands of hydraulic pressures, it may not be able to deform it.

"Is it so powerful?" Zhuo Fei stared blankly at the long needle in his hand.

At this moment, Hyvis moved, quickly came to Zhuo Fei, stretched out his right hand, and slammed it at Zhuo Fei's eyebrows.

The ever-changing shrinking figure quickly invaded Zhuo Fei's mind, and finally came into the voice of Havis, who passed on to the former a set of exercises invented by a divine doctor during the period of the gods.

In a very short period of time, it can dissipate all the internal forces of the recruiter, and its name is: "Scattered Yang Divine Needle"!

Mu Zhiqing and Mu Miao, who were standing in place, had not yet reacted to what was going on, and it was Hyvis's change of method to test Zhuo Fei's endurance.

At the same time, the cultivators are inside the special forces.

In the quiet training room, Yewei and Zhao Jingde stood at each other, and the two looked at each other quietly with deep eyes.

Probably yesterday morning, Yewei didn't know that the tendon was wrong, so he asked Zhao Jingde to accompany him to have a discussion.

The cultivation of the two of them is not ordinary high now, if they really make a move, I am afraid that they will not be able to tell the winner in three days and three nights, and the power exuded by the two of them in the fight.

It will definitely spread to the surroundings and destroy the surrounding building items, so the two did not choose to fight, but used a way of fighting.

At their level, the spiritual power has been able to be released, and through their own control, they can command the spiritual power to do anything.

For dozens of hours, Yewei and Zhao Jingde carried out several ways one after another, but each time they were evenly divided, and no one took any advantage.

Now, the two are in the training room, and they are competing in Zen.

The spiritual power of Yewei is like a long river, surging endlessly, quite irrigating the world; Zhao Jingde's spiritual power is different, he deeply cherishes Taoist exercises, and his realm pays attention to the balance of yin and yang, which is natural, conforming to the changes of heaven and earth, and the flow of the four seasons.

The bodies of the two people were slowly suspended in mid-air, and the space around their bodies was constantly fluctuating, especially where they touched each other, they were still squeezing, like a struggle between a dragon and a tiger that was constantly roaring, and they both wanted to collapse each other from the most fundamental place.

With the passage of time, the look of surprise in Ye Wei's heart continued to rise, and it was less than a few months since he first met Zhao Jingde.

The cultivation at that time and the cultivation today are absolutely incomparable, just the spiritual power that exudes can compete with him.

Vaguely, Yewei also felt that Zhao Jingde seemed to be still hidden, probably for some reason of jealousy, and it was not completely released.

Whatever the reason, this is definitely not a good thing for the cultivator special forces.

Under the leadership of Yewei, the cultivator special forces have been trying their best to maintain the balance between cultivators and the world of ordinary people, but in recent years, with the emergence of young generations of geniuses in major organizations.

As a result, a small gap has appeared in the balance of time, and if left unchecked, it is very likely to cause a catastrophe in the future.