Chapter 18: The Lost Valley (4)
"I threw in the towel." He approached Qing Ling and spoke slowly.
Qing Ling secretly pursed the corners of his mouth, and there was a smug look in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Mu Chen raised his head and looked at the sky that was gradually brightening at the top of the valley.
A new day is coming, and the days he has left may only be numbered.
If fate finally decides to let him quit completely as a loser, then, at least, he doesn't have to leave in solitude......
Qing Ling stood beside Mu Chen, his eyes happened to fall on his white neck, and he felt a little inexplicably nervous.
The tip of his nose lingered with the familiar Lan Zhi breath, his heartbeat became more and more violent, and he glanced at him and moved his gaze to himself, Qing Ling's legs were weak, and he actually sat under the tree.
She hurriedly buried her face in her bent knees, and said in a hurry, "That...... I haven't slept all night, I'll take a break! β
She buried her head, secretly regretted it, and counted herself fiercely in her heart, but she could only helplessly maintain this posture, letting the mixed thoughts in her mind fly away.
Mu Chen said "yes" softly, and then sat down slowly.
Maybe too many things happened this night, which made Qing Ling really exhausted, and originally just wanted to pretend, but unconsciously, he really fell asleep in a daze.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Qing Ling moved his head sleepily, and suddenly realized that he was leaning on Mu Chen's shoulder!
A spirit in his brain suddenly became cold and sober, but people didn't dare to move again.
Oh my God, I remember that I was just holding my knees and pretending to be asleep, how did I wake up like this?
Tense for a long time, she cautiously raised her hand and touched the corner of her mouth. Well, it's okay, no drooling......
Because of the glowing Maze Valley Tree, Ganyuan is as bright as day and night, but at this moment, the afternoon sun is pouring down from the top, reflecting the mottled images of branches and leaves, overlapping light and obscurity, which is different from the night scenery. The wind moved the treetops, and occasionally blew off one or two leaves, with fluorescence, falling gracefully like a falling star, and suddenly crossed in front of Qing Ling's eyes.
She hesitated for a moment, slowly straightened up, and turned her head sideways to look at Mu Chen.
His eyes were closed, he leaned against the trunk of the tree, his face seemed even paler than last night, and even his lips had lost their blood.
After all, she hadn't eaten for two days, Mu Chen came earlier than her, and her body was already on the verge of exhaustion, so her physical strength was not exhausted......
Approaching the time when the divine power of the Red Soul Bead was released, the aura condensed in Gan Yuan became stronger and stronger, and Mu Chen's body was also depleted faster and faster.
It wasn't until the night sky reappeared at the top of the Lost Valley that Mu Chen woke up faintly.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Qing Ling standing in the open space not far away, holding a branch of the Lost Valley in his hand, and his expression looked a little sad.
Mu Chen moved his body.
With a "snap", an object fell out of his arms and fell to the ground.
He reached out and picked it up, and saw that it was a jade plaque in the shape of a unicorn, and the tentacles were warm, wrapped in a layer of faint streamers.
Qing Ling turned his head when he heard the sound, and then quickly ran over.
"Are you awake?"
She glanced at the jade plaque in Mu Chen's hand, "This, you take it with you first." This unicorn jade card is an artifact handed down from ancient times, very powerful! β
Mu Chen looked at the jade plate in his hand and did not answer.
Qing Ling leaned over, took out the jade plaque from his hand, and stuffed it directly into his shirt, "I'm just...... I want you to keep it for me. β
I was afraid of waking him up just now, the jade plate was not put properly at all, and this time it must be stuffed inside!
She was used to touching her brother on weekdays, and she didn't realize for a while that there was something wrong with her hand reaching into Mu Chen's clothes, and when she withdrew her hand and met Mu Chen's deep gaze, she was stunned for a moment.
Like a drizzle of silent rain, it came naturally, as if at a very accidental moment, those scenes that had been performed in the same drama finally had another meaning. One moment, it was just a clichΓ© story of good and evil, sorrow and joy, but the next moment, it became vivid for her to empathize, and she couldn't help but mourn and cry for it.
Qingling's face was as red as a red cloud in the sky.
She retracted her hand into her sleeve and stammered, "Yes...... Not great. β
Mu Chen pressed the jade plate in his clothes, looked up at Qing Ling, and smiled: "Thank you." β
Qing Ling was even more embarrassed when he broke his kindness, but there was a faint sweetness in his heart, and the corners of his mouth bent unconsciously.
She exhaled, took a few steps away, picked up the misty branch on the ground, and gestured in the air, "I'm going to set up an enchantment here!" If the person who comes in tomorrow refuses to agree to you, you can still trap him. β
It's a pity that her ability to set up a formation is too poor, if only the third senior brother was here......
"What kind of spiritual power are you cultivating?" Mu Chen asked.
"Water Spirit."
Mu Chen said: "Most of Ganyuan's water spirits are gathered underground, and they are restrained by the earth spirits. If you want to lay out the boundary on the ground, I'm afraid it will not be easy. β
Qing Ling lowered his head, and the branch in his hand poked at the ground, "I know." But I've seen my third senior brother do this before, using the wood spirit to suppress the earth spirit, and then draw out the water spirit. It's a pity that my cultivation is too much worse than that of the third senior brother......"
Feeling that her words seemed to be frustrated, she paused suddenly, walked over and knelt down beside Mu Chen, "But don't worry, I will definitely come up with a way!" β
She shook off the misty valley branch in her hand, and said stupidly: "I don't know what the master thinks, since he helped you, he should help to the end!" If he's willing to make a move, who can beat him? β
Mu Chen leaned against the trunk of the tree, his head tilted slightly, "Your master, there is no reason to help me." He has always hated court battles and ...... the royal family of Chaoyan And I didn't have much affection. It is very gracious to be able to promise to let me enter Gan Yuan early. β
Qing Ling remembered Mo Qian's admonition "Don't approach the Chaoyan royal family", and pursed his lips, "Since I was a child, he taught me what to say about being kind to others, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, but he himself will not save him when he sees death!" β
Suddenly there was a rustling sound from the top of the tall Lost Valley tree.
A black shadow quickly descended from the sky and landed next to the barrier that sealed the Red Soul Bead.
Qing Ling was startled, hurriedly stood up, took out the jade flute with his backhand, and held it in his hand. Mu Chen was very calm, reached out and gently pressed Qing Ling's arm, signaling her not to panic.
The person who came lowered his head and dusted off his robe, exhaled exaggeratedly, turned around to look around, his eyes stopped at Mu Chen, he grinned and pulled out a smile, and then looked at Qing Ling again, raised his eyebrows, and looked surprised.
Mu Chen nodded, "Yan." β
He stood up with the trunk of the tree and said to Qing Ling, "Let me introduce you." This is Chun Yuyan, the second son of Chun Yu, and my best friend. β
Then he turned to Chun Yuyan, "This Qingling girl is a disciple of the Moqian Holy Monarch. β
Chun Yuyan looked Qing Ling up and down, "Heh, Chongwu actually has a female disciple." β
Qing Ling also stared at Chun Yuyan, and saw that he was wearing a black dress that was convenient for night walking, his hair was draped openly, his complexion was dark, his facial features were very handsome, and a tear mole under the corner of his right eye added a bit of melancholy childish temperament to the whole face, but there was always a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.
This person is actually Mu Chen's best friend?
One is uninhibited, the other is as noble as an orchid, how do you think of it...... It's a bit of a mismatch!
She didn't know how to react for a while, but she guessed that Chun Yuyan came to Gan Yuan must be related to Mu Chen, so she looked at Mu Chen silently.
Mu Chen's gaze lightly touched Qing Ling's, and then turned to Chun Yuyan, "Is everything going well?" β
Chun Yuyan nodded, and then said sadly: "I originally wanted to come over a few days earlier, but the gang in the clan was very procrastinating, and several sisters even regarded the Ganyuan Conference as a godsend opportunity for beauty pageants to recruit relatives, and they couldn't wait to bring all the makeup and dowry in the family." So, I didn't live in Chonggo until this morning. β
He took out a crystal mirror from his arms and handed it to Mu Chen, "The things you explained have been arranged." Xun and the others are staying near Chongwu, and will come with your mount to pick them up when the time comes. β
Mu Chen took the crystal mirror, his fingertips touched the mirror, and the scenery of Zhong Lingyu's beautiful peak in the moonlight suddenly appeared in the mirror.
Chun Yuyan glanced at Qing Ling, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's just that the entire Chongwu is surrounded by the enchantment right now, how are you going to get out?" β
"If things go well, with the help of the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, I will have a way to break out. If it fails," Mu Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the mirror and smiled indifferently, "Migu Ganyuan is my burial place." β
Chun Yuyan coughed, "Don't be so pessimistic! It's a big deal, I'm desperate to pull the entire Chun Yu clan into the water, and I want to help you escape this catastrophe. Besides, Mo Qian even sent out his disciples, didn't he make it clear that he wanted to help you? β
He leaned closer to Qingling, stretched out his hand to support the trunk of the tree, and said with a narrow expression: "Are you right, little beauty?" β