Chapter 345: Divided into Seven

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Seeing that Mu Qingxiao refused to let go of himself, Jia Quan was extremely aggrieved, and kept scolding in his heart, you want to have an identity, you want to have a status, you want to have a status, why waste time on a little person like me?

Since it's so awesome, why are you still so low-key, don't you know, if you're low-key, won't I fall into the pit?

But Jia Quan is also a little clever, knowing that he can't be provoked, so he has to pretend to be a grandson, pat himself on the back, and cry with a sad face.

"Mu ...... Boss Mu, you have a lot, please let me go this time. ”

Glancing at his resentful little eyes, Mu Qingxiao felt sick in his heart, directly ignored Jia Quan, and his eyes fell on Wu Yaopeng: "Help me wrap this watch." ”

Seeing the gold card handed over by Abi, Wu Yaopeng said with a flattering face: "Boss Mu, you are so polite, the chairman has instructed that it is an honor for our store to come to our store to consume, you can take it." ”

Wu Yaopeng's thoughts, of course Mu Qingxiao knows, it is nothing more than climbing relationships, this kind of thing will happen anytime and anywhere, but he is not interested.

"No, Abi will go and pay."

Seeing that Mu Qingxiao didn't accept his kindness, Wu Yaopeng had no choice but to laugh awkwardly.

After Mu Qingxiao left, Jia Quan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Mu Qingxiao was there just now, Jia Quan was so worried that he held it in his throat in one breath, almost suffocating him to death, and now that the latter was leaving, he suddenly felt a sense of the rest of his life.

Coming back to his senses, Jia Quan looked at Wu Yaopeng and asked curiously: "Manager Wu, what is the origin of this Boss Mu, who actually needs you to be so low." ”

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Coming to the outside of the shopping mall, looking up at the scorching sun hanging high, Mu Qingxiao took Wang Yuyan's slender jade hand and said, "I have also shopped, at this point in time, Ziyan and the others are almost home, let's go back too." ”

When she returned to the Golden Emperor Garden, she was driven by Abi, Wang Yuyan was already a little tired, lying in Mu Qingxiao's arms and squinting, while the latter was holding her and quietly looking at the scene passing by the car window.

Recalling the hardships of life and death in the plane, the ease and warmth on the earth, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Life is the same, when you should enjoy it, you have to enjoy it, there is a reward for paying, everything he has now is hard work.

Time is like the scenery outside the car window, fleeting.

Monks who pursue a higher realm need to have a good mind, and those who have distracting thoughts will inevitably have many dangers and obstacles on the road of cultivation, or even stop there!

Living in the world, what you want is physical and mental comfort, sometimes you go too fast, and you will definitely miss a lot of beautiful scenery like now.

Of course, Mu Qingxiao has time, how could he forget Long Yuan in the storage space, and his wife can also be by his side and enjoy the future scenery together.

Back in the villa, seeing Ouyang Ziyan sitting lazily on the sofa, Mu Qingxiao's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Coming back?"

"Well, I'm back."

Although it was just a simple conversation, he could detect the longing in Ouyang Ziyan's voice.

Coming to the sofa, Mu Qingxiao sat directly on the sofa, gently pulled her into his arms, mobilized his aura, put his hands on her shoulders, and gently massaged her.

"Zi Yan, the matter of the group, I am really fortunate to be sorry for you."

"Hmm...... It's not the right, I didn't expect you to be so good at massage, and you have to massage me every day in the future. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched, he didn't know any massage skills, but according to the teasing techniques in the "Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra", he used the yin and yang aura to cultivate acupoints.

Hearing Ouyang Ziyan's words, Mu Qingxiao sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her body, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At some point, the two hands of the massage had quietly moved away from Xiang's shoulders and gradually reached into her collar.

"Uh-huh......!"

Feeling the sensitivity in her chest, Ouyang Ziyan trembled, her eyes suddenly flowed, her heart rippled, a charming moan came from her pink lips, and a red glow instantly surged on her beautiful cheeks.

Coming back to his senses, his eyes quickly looked around the living room.

After discovering that Wang Yuyan and the others were no longer there, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but firmly grasped Mu Qingxiao's troubled hands, turned his head, and glared at him viciously with beautiful eyes.

Looking at her extremely shy appearance, Mu Qingxiao's hands gradually kneaded, and said with a wicked smile: "We are all old husbands and wives, and we are still shy." ”

"Don't ...... Husband, it's not dark yet, can you be patient for a while? ”

"Hiss ........"

Hearing her almost pleading voice, Mu Qingxiao gasped, secretly scolded the goblin, and the evil fire in his abdomen rushed up, picked Ouyang Ziyan up from the sofa violently, and went straight to the bathroom.

Soon, there was a seductive moan from the bathroom.

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In the early morning, Mu Qingxiao habitually opened his eyes, the sky at six o'clock was only cloudy, but the summer insect chirping came into his ears very clearly.

After putting on his clothes and pants, he stretched his waist, looking at Ouyang Ziyan curled up in the quilt, Mu Qingxiao's eyes were full of tenderness.

helped her hold the quilt, turned off the air conditioner, pushed open the door and walked downstairs, Wang Yuyan and the others didn't get up, Mu Qingxiao came to the courtyard after washing.

At this time, in Mu Qingxiao's hand, there was already an extra crimson sphere the size of a basketball.

The crimson sphere is the Fengyun plane, the dragon yuan that anyone dreams of.

When Long Yuan appeared in the courtyard, a majestic and mighty aura spread, and Mu Qingxiao knew that this was the life force in Long Yuan.

Suddenly, the vision suddenly appeared, only to see a hundred flowers blooming in the courtyard, green bamboo rising from the ground one after another, branches and leaves, obviously it was summer, but the whole courtyard was full of spring.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the scene in his eyes dumbfounded, the vitality contained in Long Yuan was really completely unexpected.

Long Yuan is worthy of being a divine object, no wonder it has the magic effect of making people immortal and increasing their strength.

Thinking of this, without the slightest hesitation, Mu Qingxiao directly took out the soul sword and let Long Yuan levitate in the air.

When the cold light flashed, the sound of the sword dissipated, and a burst of crimson light emanated from the dragon yuan, and then gradually split, turning into seven small dragon yuan.

The dragon yuan was divided into seven, the same size, and the vitality contained in it did not escape a single bit.

With a wave of his arm, Mu Qingxiao held Long Yuan in his hand, and there was some excitement in his eyes, as long as he swallowed one, he could make people immortal!

But he was also a little worried in his heart, he was fused with phoenix blood, and he was already immortal, and he didn't know if he could fuse the energy contained in the dragon yuan.

In the plot of Fengyun, Emperor Shitian was unable to refine the dragon yuan because of the phoenix blood, and finally let the broken waves succeed.

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