In the past two days, Mu Zisu could always see Gu Xiuyuan cleaning the ruins of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone, and the last afterglow of the sunset fell on his thin and straight back. The arson case of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion quickly spread all over the ten miles and eight towns, but the complaint was not completed, and the Immortal Palace became a laughing stock again, and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was destroyed, they could only swallow their anger, but they could only accept it gladly, and Murong Xiao gave this result.

To say that Qingwei is also a man of God, one morning at the meeting, he said a few words that seemed to be unintentional, but the listener became interested.

Qingwei said: "It seems that this time I have to fight a fierce battle with the Murong family...... Gu Xiuyuan, the matter of deploying combat power will be handed over to you, while you are still in the Immortal Palace, let's serve the sect again. ”

"Yes."

A monk said: "It's not that the miscellaneous family is afraid of their Murong family, it's just that my master suddenly passed me back, and the master's order is difficult to disobey, and I ask Senior Brother Gu to forgive me." ”

At first, these people came for Xiao Xian, but now that the disaster is coming, they can't give their lives for a beauty, even if they don't die, where to put their own face if they lose their face. As a result, dozens of people turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Only the ten who were attracted by Mu Zisu's small note did not leave, they were looking for immortals.

Qingwei was very melancholy. Next, he will follow Murong Lie's instructions to force out Liu Changsheng's cheats, if it goes well, he will be coated with scale powder the moment he gets the cheats, so that the cheats will instantly turn into nothingness.

In this way, Mu Zisu and Xiao Meiren will also leave because of this.

Now that I think about it, he is still very reluctant to have a beautiful girl.

Then before leaving, give your ancestral jade pendant to Xiao Meiren as a souvenir.

He came to the backyard of the Eternal Life Palace, but found that Mu Zisu and the beauty were not there, so he pulled the soup balls over and asked, and his heart was full of joy.

Xiao Beauty! Go back to the mountains! Take a bath!

Qingwei looked at the sky with tears in her eyes, as if she saw countless celestial maidens scattering flowers.

This happiness came too suddenly!

So, Qingwei swooped into the woods in the back mountain.

Under the willow trees by the pond, sure enough! Mu Zisu was helping Xiao Meiren undress. His position is too good, right in front of Xiao Meiren's chest.

He stared closely at Xiao Meiren's action of taking off her clothes, ah! What pink shoulders! Yes! What a beautiful collarbone! Yes! Chest, chest, chest——!

Wait, how did Mu Zisu take out two steamed buns from the inside!!

Qingwei's heart is very chaotic. He thought about it for a moment and comforted himself: Ah! Beauty is such a woman who pursues perfection! I know that my chest is flatter, so I want to stuff two steamed buns on it!

Qingwei is full of tears, but such a slightly flawed beauty is truly perfect!

"You'll go in and wash yourself in a moment."

"Why...... You used to wash with Master. ”

Mu Zisu blushed and yelled, "I hate it! That was when I was a kid! I, I'm grown up now! She glanced underneath Xiao Xian, remembering that he was sleeping with her, and when her legs straddled his waist, she inadvertently touched that part of him, and she blushed again.

The half-faded thin skirt was tied around Xiao Xian's waist, he was naked, with white hair like plain snow, delicate and fair skin, and a thin but straight waist, Mu Zisu couldn't help biting his lower lip.

Dissatisfied, he walked to the edge of the pond and stood.

"You...... Wash it yourself! ”

Mu Zisu looked at his clumsy appearance, and his liver hurt with anger. She reluctantly walked over and gently picked up the water. The splash soaked his thin skirt, and there was no difference between Xiao Xian and naked at this time! Mu Zisu's face became redder and redder.

Qingwei's heart has been suspended in his throat, and he keeps silently reciting in his heart, turning around! Beauty! Turn it around!