Mu Xinghe was pressed under Situ Xiaoxiao, but fortunately, Martial God Ji and Ning Xue'er quit later, and put Situ Xiaoxiao up on the left and right, otherwise Situ Xiaoxiao didn't know how long he would have to rely on Mu Xinghe.

After Martial God Ji's explanation, Mu Xinghe realized that he was already a dead man in the eyes of others, and it was no wonder that everyone's attitude towards him was very strange.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Mu Xinghe naturally wanted to dismiss them and return to their respective homes.

Saint Liuli was also in Jialan, and since Ning Xue'er just wanted to be quiet, the two separated. The two of them had no place to live, so Mu Xinghe asked Martial God Ji to take them back to his accommodation for one night, and then go back to Yuejian private tomorrow morning.

Situ Xiaoxiao was naturally driven back to his dormitory by Mu Xinghe, anyway, it was opposite Mu Xinghe's house.

As for Mu Xinghe himself, he had to report to the school that he was not dead.

Mu Xinghe first came to the ancient office, but there was no one in the office, so he went up to the sixth floor.

On the sixth floor is the principal's office, and the principal is still on official business, and it just so happens that the dean of education is also there.

Mu Xinghe naturally stepped forward to greet him: "Yo! ”

Mu Xinghe's sudden visit scared the dean who was drinking water and almost choked to death.

Headmaster Iger was much calmer.

A domineering mental fluctuation swept back and forth on Mu Xinghe's body, sweeping it fifteen or sixteen times, Mu Xinghe even felt that every hair on his body was penetrated, and a little shame climbed into his heart.

Mu Xinghe said embarrassedly: "Principal, are you not okay?" ”

Headmaster Iger stopped scanning, he looked at Mu Xinghe suspiciously, and asked, "Xinghe, aren't you already ......?"

Mu Xinghe nodded: "I don't know why, I came back from the dead." ”

The teaching director also reacted at this time, stepped forward, squeezed Mu Xinghe's shoulder with his big hand, and said in surprise: "It's still hot." ”

Mu Xinghe: "......"

Iger smiled brightly: "Good! Good! Good! It's better to be alive than anything else, God bless Jialan! ”

……

Egger and the dean of education also wanted to explore the specific details of Mu Xinghe's resurrection, but Mu Xinghe was in a hurry to see Gu, after all, his old man was still lying on a hospital bed.

So Iger stopped asking for it and provided the address of the ancient residence.

Gu lived in a residential area at the foot of a certain mountain in Jialan Academy, where Jialan's tutor stayed.

Mu Xinghe searched for a while and finally found the outside of the house, the light in the yard was on, that is to say, there were people, Mu Xinghe rang the doorbell.

After a while, someone walked out of the courtyard, the door was opened, and it was Luo Zhirong who opened the door.

Mu Xinghe took the initiative to greet: "Senior sister." ”

Luo Zhirong said inexplicably: "It's early." ”

Mu Xinghe: "What? ”

Luo Zhirong: "It's not the first seven yet." ”

Mu Xinghe: "......"

Immediately afterwards, the fragrance was fragrant, and Luo Zhirong suddenly hugged Mu Xinghe.

Mu Xinghe was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to move.

He and Luo Zhirong have always been the purest friends, and even at this time, he thinks so.

"I'm afraid that Senior Sister also thinks I'm dead, that's why I'm like this." Mu Xinghe thought to himself.

In normal times, he would not dare to look like him, and Luo Zhirong would take the initiative to hug him.

Luo Zhirong's body was filled with the fragrance of virginity, and her delicate body was also extremely soft, Mu Xinghe hugged her, the whole person was in a daze, she couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and even her breathing was a little short.

Mu Xinghe became more and more fascinated, and at this moment, he unexpectedly reached out his hand, hugged Luo Zhirong, and stroked her silky back with his left hand. The blood of the Muxing River is surging, and the nasal heat is surging.

If it weren't for the intermediate mage's own body to have some control, it is estimated that the nosebleed would have to spurt out.

After hugging for a while, for some reason, the air suddenly froze.

Mu Xinghe looked down, only to see Luo Zhirong staring at him coldly, and asked, "Have you touched enough?" ”

Mu Xinghe hurriedly let go of Luo Zhirong: "Enough!" That's enough! ”

At this time, Luo Zhirong began to look him up and down and asked, "You're not dead?" ”

Luo Zhirong is much calmer than many people, the first time the galaxy is a talented woman, born with quick thinking, Mu Xinghe wants to pretend to be a ghost in front of her, which is unrealistic.

Mu Xinghe nodded: "I don't know why, I suddenly lived, maybe I didn't die before." ”

Mu Xinghe teased himself to divert his attention.

But Luo Zhirong is so easy to fool.

"So you did it on purpose?" Luo Zhirong asked.

Mu Xinghe: "......"

Mu Xinghe had the heart to die when he landed, and he was cheap, now it's okay, if Luo Zhirong stabs this matter to the ancient, it is estimated that the ancient will be the first to kill his relatives in righteousness.

"Senior sister, I, I, I ......" Mu Xinghe was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

But fortunately, Luo Zhirong didn't dwell on this matter, she turned around and walked in front to lead the way.

Luo Zhirong: "Come with me, grandpa doesn't even eat for you." ”

Mu Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay." He said.

But what he didn't know was that walking in front, the corners of Luo Zhirong's mouth, who had scared him just now, rose and showed a knowing smile.

Walking into the house and coming to the door of the ancient house, Luo Zhirong pushed the door open.

Luo Zhirong: "Grandpa, look who I brought here." ”

At this time, the ancient look was haggard leaning on the bed railing, holding this book of formation patterns in his hand, flipping through the pages one by one.

Listening to Luo Zhirong's words, Gu Gu raised his head, but when he saw Mu Xinghe, he rubbed his eyes: "People are old and prone to hallucinations. ”

Mu Xinghe left the room, he sat on the edge of the ancient bed, and said guiltily: "Master, it was the apprentice who was unfilial and made you feel wronged. ”

When Gu Gu heard this, his heart was sour: "You are quite unfilial, you can't beat and don't know how to run?" What kind of hero? It's okay to call the master, the master pinching a high-level mage to death is no different from pinching an ant to death. Look at it now, put your own life on the line, you want to send black-haired people to the white-haired people for the teacher, and no one will inherit the skills of the teacher, hey! ”

Obviously, the ancient also thought that it was the soul of Mu Xinghe who came to see him for the last time.

It is not impossible for a mage to condense the spirit, cultivate the magic power, and manifest the soul before death.

Not only that, but dark mages who are good at necromancer magic even have the ability to dominate the souls of the dead when they practice to the depths.

The world of magic is too mysterious, even if it is ancient, and it is only the tip of the iceberg.

Mu Xinghe just wanted to explain, but he had an idea and decided to relieve his worries first.

He said, "Master, I have something to confess to you, can you forgive me after hearing this?" ”

Luo Zhirong looked at him in surprise.

Gu nodded: "You can say it." ”

Mu Xinghe said: "Master, I have already found out who you asked me to investigate. ”

Gu sighed: "When is it, why do you still mention this, it makes no sense." ”

Mu Xinghe: "Actually, that person is me!" ”

Ancient was stunned.