Chapter 67: Murder Fails to Result in Abuse (3)

The cave trembled even more violently, and the magma had swept in.

With a loud bang, Mu Zisu drilled a huge hole on the top of the mountain!

The moment the sunlight fell, she returned, pulled up Qingwei and threw it up—

She jumped into the air on tiptoe, rushed out of the cave, grabbed Qingwei's neck as she was falling, and escaped with a man and a pig.

Behind Mu Zisu, a fierce flame erupted, and when she flew out not far away, she looked back, and the Honghuang Cave had been engulfed by the flames, turning into ashes, and a large cloud of hot white smoke rose from the top of the mountain.

Mu Zisu kicked Qingwei, who had lost nine souls from the seven souls and sat on the ground, and said, "I have to rush back to the Immortal Palace to save it now, can you go by yourself." ”

"Ah......? Well. Qingwei, who came to her senses, suddenly became polite to Mu Zisu?

Mu Zisu condensed a vitality under his feet, and flew away in an instant.

Qingwei is also a monk who has experienced a hundred battles, just now he was indeed frightened by the sudden collapse of the Honghuang Cave, but what shocked him even more was that Mu Zisu's vitality burst out in an instant, and he was able to penetrate the Honghuang Cave like an iron wall, what a terrifying power it should be......

He began to reflect on whether he had gone too far in the past.

On the way back to the Palace of Eternal Life, she slightly turned her head to look at the little piglet sleeping on her shoulder, and exhaled a breath of turbidity from her chest, "It's really troublesome to do good deeds." ”

Everyone in the Immortal Palace has discovered a very strange thing in the past few days, why did Qingwei suddenly become polite when she saw Mu Zisu?

"Elder Qingwei, are you alright?"

Qingwei dodged Mu Zisu's eyes, and said hesitantly: "Cough, well, it's okay." I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first. ”

Everyone was surprised, Qingwei bumped into Mu Zisu like a mouse seeing a cat? It's not a delusion, is it? Everyone is speculating whether Mu Zisu grabbed Qingwei's handle.

However, seeing Qingwei like this, everyone felt very comfortable in their hearts.

It is excellent for someone to be able to cure him and quench his arrogance.

So everyone looked at Mu Zisu with admiration, and Tang Yuan secretly applauded in his heart, carrying Lin Dongqing to Mu Zisu the peach he had just picked from the tree.

That day, Gu Xiuyuan had just finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks for Mu Zisu and walked out of it, when he happened to bump into Qingwei at the door, and he was just about to salute, Qingwei sneered: "You kid, now you have learned to find a backer for yourself." It turns out that you saw the situation clearly from the beginning and identified a master to stammer, I really underestimated you. ”

Gu Xiuyuan was confused, and he didn't know what he was angry about......

Qingwei wanted to find Gu Xiuyuan's bad luck, and just in time for Mu Zisu to help Xiao Xian out, Qingwei hurriedly slipped away. In these years, he couldn't even bully Gu Xiuyuan, he really couldn't live.

Xiao Xian was a little confused by the side, but he was like a mirror in his heart for himself as a disciple. He took Mu Zisu's hand and persuaded him earnestly: "You bad girl, are you bullying people again?" The elder is a good man, you should be gentle, at least save someone else's breath. ”

Mu Zisu thought to herself, hey, the master is more ruthless than her, she didn't think about what to do with Qingwei, listen to him, as long as you don't play people to death, whatever.

June 16

In the middle of the day, dark clouds gradually obscured the moonlight, willows swayed gently in the night breeze, and there was silence all around, except for the faint chirping of cicadas among the grass.

A small inn in the wilderness, with a gold-lettered plaque 'Tongqing Pavilion' that has been almost worn away by the wind and sand

Qingwei stepped into the inn as agreed, and in the dim lobby, there were only a few dilapidated wooden tables, and a flickering Vermilion Bird Lamp was burning on the innermost table. Behind the table, a young man was drinking alone.

"Murong Lie?!"

It turned out that he let a pig in order to obtain the Xuanhuang Essence......

Murong Lie raised his glass: "Elder Qingwei, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”