Mu Xiying, who was still in a state of death, once again carried forward the spirit of the big-tailed wolf of death. "Hehe..."

Shi'er laughed twice and successfully turned Liuyue's face from black to blue.

Liuyue also laughed twice with a dark face, and these two sounds sounded like the sound of a ghost hooking a soul in Mu Xiying's ears.

Mu Xiying shivered, and tears suddenly flowed in his heart.

Sure enough, I only heard Lu Yue sneer and say, "It's funny?!" ”

Mu Xiying had no doubt that if he dared to say yes, he would definitely be bombarded by Liuyue with spiritual power in the next second, and there would be no scum left.

Shake your head decisively!

Mu Xiying's face was stern, and he shook his head very solemnly.

Needless to say, it's kind of like that.

At this time, Liuyue's face improved, and the spiritual power in his hand lifted the scattered books into place.

Mu Xiying secretly marveled, now the spiritual power of the earth is getting thinner and thinner, even if he has cultivated for more than four hundred years, he has only reached the peak of the human Xuan level.

This is still under Liuyue's unknown grade of elixir, which has only been promoted to a few levels.

Although he can also do it by taking things from the air, but it is too much of a waste of spiritual power, not to mention, he can't hold up something heavier than 30 grams, and it is not effortless to hold up a book like Liuyue that can hold up the entire bookshelf at once, and the grade is at least in the middle grade of Tianxuan.

According to the incident of the Flower God Temple, Mu Xiying guessed that Liuyue would live for at least 20,000 years, but even 20,000 years ago, there were very few creatures that could cultivate to the Tianxuan level, not to mention that the spiritual power of the earth had become thinner and thinner in the past 20,000 years.

Mu Xiying couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was not a joke for Lu Yue to say that he could kill him lightly without scheming, he had this ability, if Lu Yue really had murderous intentions towards him at the beginning, he would not be able to tolerate him anything.

Mu Xiying was a little lost and a little excited, disappointed that he would never have a chance to suppress him (even if he could suppress him, he would be eaten to death), and excited that he had such a strong backer, although the appearance of this backer was really ...... can't be convinced, but since ancient times, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you have to accept it if you don't accept it.

Mu Xiying's inner laughter is called a lewd 1 trivial, and my brother is also a person with a backstage, uh no, it's a ghost.

Hahaha!

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Lu Yue, who was holding a book on the side, felt cold for no reason, and looked around in confusion with ice blue eyes, and blinked suspiciously after seeing the study room that was not only a book, but also a book, and continued to take the book.

(Obviously, Liuyue, who was standing on a high place, ignored Mu Xiying, who was not in sight...... Mu Xiying smiled and helped Liuyue get the book very diligently, and Liuyue didn't shirk it, and the free coolies didn't have to be used in vain.

When the books in Mu Xiying's hand were piled up for almost half a meter, they stopped.

Liuyue, who came down from the ladder, took Mu Xiying to turn left and right in the large study, and finally walked to the middle, where there was an oval glass coffee table in the middle of a large sofa and a few small leather sofas.

On top of the coffee table is a small red table lamp.

Although the study itself is lit by lights, it is only the color of dusk, and it is very soft, and you can see the books on the shelves clearly, but if you read under such lights, it is a bit insufficient.

Liuyue sat on the big sofa, and realized that Mu Xiying put down the book and sat aside.

When Mu Xiying sat down, Liuyue spoke.

"Just ask."

A headless sentence may not be known to others, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know either.

He knew he had a lot of questions to ask.

He knew that he acquiesced and that he would answer his questions.

However, he didn't want a rift in their relationship because of this, it was not about interests, he just regarded him as the first friend in the ghost life, and maybe the last.

is also a relative in his heart, in his opinion, it was the water drops (Liuyue) that gave him a new life, and without Liuyue, there would be no current Mu Xiying.

He can be the king of shadow ghosts, both in terms of means and scheming, but in front of him, he can always easily show his true self.

Mu Xiying bit his thin lip, and the dim emerald green eyes showed the complexity of his mood at this time, maybe even Mu Xiying didn't know that his right hand would always habitually fiddle with the fingers of his left hand when he was thinking about things.