"Why are you all looking at me like this?!" Mu Qingling touched his crystal face, very puzzled.

"Girl, your eyes are ......!" the ink mirror said very strangely.

"My eyes!" Mu Qingling was stunned for a moment, reacted immediately, and hurriedly took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, carefully poured out a pill, and hurriedly swallowed it.

Suddenly, the blood red slowly dissipated, and the original black and white eyes were restored. Mu Qingling touched his eyelids lightly, smiled to himself, and asked Huang Guting, "Are you okay?"

Huang Guting nodded, very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this girl to have a seven-colored pupil, one of the ten innate strange eyes!

In the world, geniuses gather, everyone is born different, and some martial artists are born with natural powers, and the talents of this kind of martial artists are often very strange powers, which are generally more powerful than ordinary martial artists, or even several times more powerful!

Strange eyes are one of the natural powers, in the last life, the second brother of the Desolate Lonely Court, the ancient god of war, is the owner of the strange eyes, with the ultimate cold power of the ice mark eye!

The Colorful Pupil ranks sixth among the Ten Innate Strange Eyes, and the Ice Mark Eye ranks fourth!

Although the Colorful Pupil ranks sixth, all of the people who can rank among the top ten strange eyes have extremely powerful power!

Because the second brother is the owner of the strange eyes, so the desolate court still has some understanding of the ten strange eyes, and the reason why Mu Qingling's eyes turned red just now is probably because he wants to open the first pupil of the seven colors, the sign of the red pupil!

The ink mirror said with concern: "Mu girl, what happened to you just now? Could it be that your eyes are injured!"

Although the spiritual power of the ink mirror is like an abyss, after all, he is only a refining master, and he obviously does not know much about the ten strange eyes.

"It's okay!" Mu Qing smiled dexterously, and said disapprovingly: "**Sick! Uncle Li said, this is just an eye disease I had when I was a child, as long as I continue to take medicine, it will be fine soon!"

Uncle Li in Mu Qingling's mouth, named Li Ye, is the chief alchemist of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and he is also extremely famous in the entire Yuan Martial Realm.

"Since Li Ye said so, there should be no problem. The inkglass obviously knew Li Ye as well, and did not doubt his words.

"Haha! Little girl, you were sold by others, and you still counted the money to others!" Huang Guting couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the words of the two.

The colorful pupils, one of the ten congenital strange eyes, were actually said to be eye diseases, and when these words were spoken, the Temple of the God of War in the Desolate Court would be laughed at!

If this Li Ye is not a Dandao liar and a person who sells his reputation and reputation, he is a treacherous villain with evil intentions!

"What are you talking about!!" Hearing the desolate court belittle himself again, Mu Qingling became more and more dissatisfied, and glared at him fiercely.

"The first time your eyes turned red was when you just broke through the Spirit Yuan Realm!" said Huang Guting with a smile.

"How do you know?" Mu Qingling was secretly surprised and hurriedly said.

Huang Guting nodded, stared at Mu Qingling, and said, "If my expectations are correct, your eyes are not ordinary eyes, but seven-colored pupils, one of the ten innate strange eyes. ”

"What are you talking about?" Mu Qingling didn't understand at all, and felt inexplicable and puzzled by the words of the desolate lonely court.

"It's a strange eye?" The ink mirror was surprised, and then looked at the desolate lonely court and said, "Lonely boy, are you sure you are not mistaken?"

Huang Guting nodded solemnly and said: "The first time her eyes turned red happened to be when she broke through the Lingyuan Realm, obviously it won't be an eye disease, although I haven't really seen the colorful pupils, but through the records in the ancient books, it should be right!"

The ink mirror nodded, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked, "Is the lonely son still an alchemist?"

Huang Guting's talent in refining has been fully revealed, and the ink mirror is deeply appreciated, but if he is greedy and practices alchemy, the ink mirror is afraid that he will be difficult to take care of, and his achievements will be limited.

Huang Guting smiled faintly, looked at the dignified face of the ink mirror, and knew what he was thinking, so he explained: "I just understand a little, I understand a little!"

"Hmm!" the ink mirror nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, Broadcom is not as good as specialization, if you devote yourself to refining, your future achievements will definitely be above the old man! ”

"Old man Mo, is he so powerful?" Hearing that the ink mirror had such a high evaluation of the Desolate Lonely Court, Mu Qingling was secretly annoyed. It's just that the martial arts cultivation is above himself, and the talent for refining weapons is so strong, so compared to this, where is the face of his genius name?

Mu Qingling was not angry in his heart, and hurriedly interrupted the two: "What did you just say about the reason why my eyes turned red?

Naturally, Deserted Lonely Court didn't know what Mu Qingling was thinking for a while, so he continued: "Your eyes are not a disease, but a very powerful natural supernatural power!"

"Really, really!" Mu Qingling instantly became excited, "Are you saying that my eyes are not sick?"

Since she was a child, Mu Qingling has been like a royal princess, flawless, and talented, the only thing that makes her dissatisfied is that her eyes always turn red from time to time, which is very scary and makes her very annoying! Now someone actually said that her eyes are not sick, how can she not be excited?

"Of course! Not only is it harmless to you, but it is beneficial! No matter how many people want to ask for it, they can't ask for it. If your colorful pupils are open, in the same realm, except for encountering a genius like me, you are almost invincible!"

"Cut!" Mu Qingling glanced at the desolate lonely court, and then said suspiciously: "You didn't lie to me?!"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask Master Mo!" said Solitary Court, looking at the inkglass.

"Well, the old man believes in the judgment of the lonely boy!" The ink mirror nodded, but said suspiciously: "Li Ye's spiritual power is not below me, and the Dan Dao attainments are even more superb, but why did he misdiagnose Mu Yatou?"

Although Mu Qingling still didn't believe in Huang Guting, he subconsciously preferred to believe that what Huang Guting said was true, so he approached Huang Guting and said, "In that case, is there anything you can do to help me prevent my eyes from turning red again?"

"There is naturally no problem with this, as long as you open the first pupil of the colorful pupil, you can control it freely!" said the desolate court.

"Then how do you open your pupils?" asked Mu Qingling.

Huang Guting thought about it, and said: "You need Ice Soul Grass, Polar Snow Lotus, Cold Shou Wu, Mint Eye and other medicinal materials! The more the better, and some other extremely catastrophic medicinal materials are also fine! And of course, the higher the grade, the better! By the way, I also need some dragon pattern stones! Well, with these things, I will be sure to help you open your pupils!"

"I'll believe you once!" Mu Qingling secretly wrote down what Huang Guting said in his heart, but his face was silent, and he raised his small chin proudly.

"Dragon-patterned stone, old man here!" said the ink mirror suddenly.

Huang Guting nodded and said, "That's better!"

Immediately, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled faintly: "Master Mo, now you can consider selling this sword to me!"

"Haha! Since the son is so persistent, he is already determined to get it, if the old man insists on not selling, it will be the evil of adults! ”

The inkglass smiled heroically.

"Thank you!" Deserted Lonely Court showed joy and respectfully hugged his fists in thanks.

Mu Qingling stared at the black sword in the hand of the desolate lonely court, pouted and muttered, "What kind of good treasure should I be! I think yours is the remnant sword, and you regard the broken copper and iron as a treasure!"

Huang Guting shook his head helplessly, without explanation, looked at the stunned little Xuanzi on the side and said, "Let's go!"

"Oh! yes, Childe!" Xiao Xuanzi reacted, and was about to go to pick up the sword in the hand of the Lonely Court.

Huang Guting waved his hand and said, "I'll just take it." As he spoke, he gently pressed his hand and clenched the Jihao sword. Get out of the Remnant Pavilion. Xiao Xuanzi agreed and hurriedly followed.

"Hey, you haven't said when you're going to help me!" Mu Qingling saw that Huang Guting said goodbye, hurriedly closed the sword box and hugged it in his arms, and hurriedly chased after him.

The ink mirror looked at the back of the desolate and lonely court, stroked his beard, and sighed with a smile: "It's really a rare genius..... I wonder what happened to my miserable grandson?"