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It has been more than half a month since Mu fell asleep, and he has been in a deep sleep, with a ruddy face, but there is no sign of waking up.

Whether outsiders are sad or gloating, she doesn't know.

There were countless visitors, except for Master Bertong and the sect master, Mu Yinqing was completely blocked by the formation, no matter how much he called, or cursed, he would not respond.

Of course, this also includes the dark night that has been there several times.

They rescued their master that day, and when they turned back, the Jiuxuan Palace was already under martial law, and it was difficult to climb to the sky if they wanted to enter, and then a spy came to report that Miss Mu had been rescued, which dispelled the idea of continuing to rush into the Jiuxuan Palace.

Although he knew that he would die if he broke into the Nine Xuan Palace, after settling down with his master, he was ready to die.

Trying his last bit of strength is also to save people.

After all, whether it was him or their master, he owed Miss Mu too much.

But now......

He couldn't help but sigh.

I have come to Qinglongmen no less than dozens of times, not to mention that someone can talk to him, but I haven't even met in person.

He stood outside the big array, and said respectfully with his aura: "Respectfully invite Little Miss Mu, I only ask for a meeting." ”

Mu Yinqing, who was tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard, frowned, wrinkled her little face, her eyes were still full of anger, and she said in an unkind tone: "You go back, see me or not, when my sister wakes up, she will make a decision, and now this girl doesn't want to see you and your master no matter what." ”

Her fifth sister was in danger several times and almost lost her life, and now she is still unconscious, no matter what, she will not want to see those people.

What if you know that Prince Yu is coerced?

The fifth sister has paid too much for him.

However, as Mu Muyan said, after all, it is her sister's own business, and she has no right to interfere, but now that her sister is in a coma, it is impossible for her to let that Yu Wang Ye and his subordinates come in to visit.

Hearing this, Dark Night couldn't help but look bitter.

How could he not understand Little Miss Mu's mood.

It's just that now he can save his master, and there is no persecution, all he can think of is Miss Mu.

But now it's good, Miss Mu is unconscious, and the master is unconscious.

Ay~~!

Fate is so unfair to this pair of bitter mandarin ducks.

Not bad.

Since that day, after being carried out by a fool and handed over to the dark night, Situ Moran seemed to be shocked by the blood.

If it is said that the person who goes mad is the devil who kills the devil, the more he sees the blood, the more excited he becomes, but I don't know if it is because it is the blood of his beloved.

After all, the boiling heat burned his numb heart.

Since being arranged in a secret place of absolute safety by the night, he has been rubbing the back of his hands like a madman without eating or drinking.

The slender and white jade hand that had been stained with Mu Qing's blood was wiped red and swollen, and the skin was boneless.

It has always been Mo Li and he has been guarding day and night.

If it were someone else, he would still not be at ease no matter what.

But it's not a long-term solution, and I'm afraid the only one who can save their prince is Mu Qianqing.

But now Miss Mu is unconscious......

Creation makes people!

The dark night looked a little darker, and then disappeared in an instant.

He would come once a day, and only after getting the results did he go back to change Moli to rest.

The two took turns guarding day and night.

I only hope that Miss Mu can wake up as soon as possible.

Mu Yinqing in the enchantment didn't hear any movement, so he pursed his lips, put down the flowers and plants he was playing with and entered the room.

On the bed of Rosa's curtain lay a beautiful woman of peerless beauty, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, her face was comfortable and ruddy.

Mu Yinqing took the brocade hand, dipped it in some water, gently wiped the sleeping woman's face, and said: "The night is here again today, I really don't know how he still has the face to come in front of him, anyway, I won't let him come to see my sister, if so, if you wake up and want to see it, it's all up to you!"

Then he began to wipe Rouyi and said: "But I don't want you to see it, after all, you have fallen into a desperate situation several times, and it is because of him that you have fallen asleep so far, and we have all paid it back, I only hope that my sister can be safe and smooth."

Every day, in addition to tending to those flowers and plants, Mu Yinqing hopes that one day her sister will wake up and look comfortable, she will come to this room to help her sister freshen up, and then say something from her heart.

I don't know if I can hear it.

Although my sister is now asleep, the sect master and the master all say that her life is fine, so she likes this kind of quiet day.

The two sisters seem to have returned to the dilapidated courtyard of the Mu Mansion and relied on each other for their lives.

But the situation is much, much better.

The precious comfort, I don't know how long it will last.

In fact, she has some selfish wishes that she can stay with her for a longer time, so that her sister can stay with her for a longer time.

Quiet, idle, no need to fight and kill, no need to face life and death at any time, worrying.

But she also knows her sister's temperament, this comfort on the face is not what she wants, she has her own path to go, and she may go further in the future......

So now she cherishes it extraordinarily.

Mu Yinqing finished wiping it gently, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her sister intently, slowly closed her eyes, and enjoyed a rare leisure.

At this time, Mu was in love, and she really didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

I only remember that in the end, she swallowed a few golden lotus, and chose to compete with Wanyan Bolan in the most extreme and only way.

But then she had vague memories and was very painful.

The surging aura was not used by her, as if it was going to break her, and her internal organs were not at peace, as if she wanted to break her up.

After that, for some reason, the disordered aura was relieved, and her soul was sucked into the phoenix ring, and she couldn't get out anyway.

I don't know the time.

The phoenix ring has been in the daytime, except for those spaces that have not yet been explored, there is light everywhere, and I don't know how long it will be.

She had thought about going out many times, but she couldn't get out.

So now he sits cross-legged on a flat stone platform with a little sorrow, and his head is supported in contemplation.

It seems that this time it was quite a heavy blow to her cultivation.

She also thought about it for a long time.

The phoenix ring was her storage space, apparently as a form of protection due to the damage she had suffered.

Just like the goddess, she was hit hard back then, and she was also sucked into part of the soul fragment by the phoenix ring to leave an image.

Until he met her, he exhausted the last trace of divine power in order to save her.

She had been able to enter all of her after such a blow, and the goddess was a wisp of wreckage.

I really don't know what kind of trauma I experienced back then.

A custard chick shook its little body from far to near, climbed up the stone platform with a little effort, and then learned the appearance of its master, and the little wings supported its head and pondered there.

One man and one beast are really in the same state.

However, her arrival was a joy to the natural treasures that had been cultivated in the Phoenix Ring for a long time.

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