"You didn't go crazy last night, but you've hurt yourself and need to recuperate for a few days." Nangong Yehua responded.

"If I stop practicing spiritually these days, won't it be a delay?" Murong Chuqing said worriedly, paused, and continued: "Patriarch, you are so powerful, can you think of a way, anyway, I don't want to stop cultivating." ”

"There's a good idea." Nangong Yehua nodded and said.

"What's the best way?" As soon as I heard what Nangong Yehua said, my eyes lit up, and I hurriedly asked.

"Unless you don't want to live." Nangong Yehua said unhappily.

"Of course I want to live." Murong Chuqing was unhappy with Nangong Yehua cursing herself, and hurriedly retorted.

"If you want to survive, you have to stop cultivating these days." Nangong Yehua was also because he cared about Murong Chuqing, otherwise, he wouldn't bother to care about her life or death.

"Yes, yes, dear patriarch, I just listen to you." Murong Chuqing nodded again and again.

"There's one more thing I forgot to tell you last night." Nangong Yehua said and got up.

"Patriarch, you say." Murong Chuqing was seriously waiting for what Nangong Yehua was going to explain next.

"You must not be distracted by other things in your cultivation, if someone from the outside world comes to disturb you, you must also be as if no one else is around, otherwise, you will go mad, and if you go into the devil, you will hurt your body at least and kill people at worst, you must remember what I said." Nangong Yehua explained.

"Okay, I'll make a note of it." Murong Chuqing nodded and said.

"Well, since you're awake now, I'll go back first." Nangong Yehua should also go back, he has been staying here all night.

"Thank you for your concern." Murong Chuqing said with a grin.

Nangong Yehua had already walked to the door of the room, and when he heard Murong Chuqing thank him, he turned his head to look at her, but he didn't pay attention to her anymore.

As if a gust of wind was blowing, Nangong Yehua disappeared without a trace again......

"Patriarch, you go slowly!" Murong Chuqing looked outside and shouted.

"Lord Meiwang, you don't really like Murong Chuqing, right?" Nangong Yehua, who had already left Murong Mansion, was on the way back when he was suddenly asked by Wuji.

"When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?" Nangong Yehua glanced at Wuji coldly and asked unhappily.

"Lord Charm's affairs, subordinates are naturally not qualified to meddle in things, but, Lord Charm, subordinates feel that this Murong Chuqing is not a simple character." Wuji directly told Nangong Yehua what he thought in his heart.

"Murong Chuqing is not a simple character." Nangong Yehua, looking at Wuji, repeated what he said.

"Yes, Lord Charm." Wuji didn't dare to look directly into Nangong Yehua's eyes, lowered his head slightly, and responded.

"It's because Murong Chuqing is not a simple character that I fell in love with her." Nangong Yehua said, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help revealing a shallow smile.

I don't know if the little girl will be obedient these days?

Every time he thought of Murong Chuqing, Nangong Yehua would inexplicably show a smile.

When Wuji raised his head and secretly glanced at Nangong Yehua, he saw the smile on his face.

This made Wuji very puzzled, and now the Charm King seems to have changed a let.

I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.