Chapter 22: Restoring the Spirit 2

I saw Mu Yueqing holding on to the wooden pillar beside her, and several deep marks were immediately revealed.

She must not give up, she can.

At the last moment, Mu Yueqing finally fainted.

"Master, master."

Mengwa screamed, and the next second she was hit by a white light on her forehead, and she fainted beside Mu Yueqing.

In the empty room, a slender figure gradually became clear in the mist.

White clothes and black hair, clothes and hair are fluttering and elegant, tied up at will, slightly fluttering, lining the body in the white mist, not stained with dust, as if it was just an illusion.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light. The appearance is picturesque, so beautiful that it does not look like a real race at all, this kind of demeanor has surpassed all the beauty in this world.

He slowly walked towards Mu Yueqing, who fainted beside the bed, and there was an indescribable longing and love in his beautiful eyes, which seemed to have spanned thousands of years.

Look at the heartbeat.

Slender and white fingers gently swept across Mu Yueqing's face, slowly outlining her appearance.

"Qingqing, long time no see."

He said softly, and there was an indescribable throbbing in his cool voice.

This woman he has missed for thousands of years, this woman who has touched his billions of lovesickness.

It is said that God has no dreams, but she always appears in her dreams, and this dream, dreaming for thousands of years, haunts her soul.

The index finger flickered, and the white light kept flashing on the fingertips, and finally dotted on Mu Yueqing's forehead, slowly extending to the whole body, all covered with white light.

"This guy, it found you anyway."

He withdrew his fingers and glanced at the cute baby who fell beside Mu Yueqing, and his thin lips opened lightly.

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For a long time, Mu Yueqing's eyes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, but she looked at the empty surroundings suspiciously.

Why does she feel like someone has been there?

It was as if she had a dream, and in the dream there was a white mist that surrounded her, and she couldn't see anything clearly, she couldn't see anything clearly.

Moreover, she felt the coldness on her face, as if someone was touching her face, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Is it just a delusion?

Mu Yueqing sat up, took a deep breath, and felt that her body and heart were much more relaxed, as if she had been reborn.

And in the dantian, there is a golden light, exuding a strong aura.

Could it be that her spirit has been repaired?

Mu Yueqing was overjoyed in her heart, but when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Mengwa motionless at her feet.

"Moe baby, cute baby."

Mu Yueqing screamed twice, but a certain baby was motionless, smacked her lips, and reluctantly turned around.

Mu Yueqing's heart instantly let go, and pinched the cute baby's face.

She's dying, and this guy is sleeping soundly.

"Who, disturb the master's sleep, my chicken legs."

The cute baby let out a painful sigh, flew up reluctantly, rubbed her eyes in mid-air, and seemed to be still nostalgic for the wonderful dream just now, looking like she was still unfinished.

Mu Yueqing: "......"

She began to wonder whether the cute baby in front of her was a phoenix or a pig, and she thought about eating it all day long.

"Wow, master, you're awake, the cute baby is so worried about you!"

Mengwa finally saw Mu Yueqing, and her two fat paws immediately hugged Mu Yueqing's thighs, and said quite pitifully.

Mu Yueqing snorted coldly and shook it off mercilessly.

"Worry about me, are you just thinking about sleeping and eating chicken legs?"

Mengwa touched her nose and glanced at Mu Yueqing with a weak heart, the Lun family is still young, and it is the stage of growth.