The deity of Mr. Mizukagami is sitting upright in the pavilion and making tea.

Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen sat cross-legged in front of Mr. Shui Jing, and in the middle of them was a low long case, on which were placed tea sets and spices, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and several scrolls.

Mr. Mirror's shadow clone stepped forward and took over the task of making tea and cleaning dishes.

"I wonder if the little brother of Muliu is used to living in Tiemu Cliff?"

Mu Liu didn't expect Mr. Shui Jing to ask about this, but he didn't know what his intentions were, so he turned around and replied, "I just remembered the names of everyone on the Ironwood Cliff and left." ”

"Oh, listening to the tone of the little brother, it's also very reluctant to let you come to the school palace. ”

Si Mingqin was really silent with a smile.

Mu Liu was noncommittal, knowing very well in his heart that this Mr. Shuijing was speculating about his temperament.

Mr. Shui Jing said again: "Xiao Zhen is already a high-ranking mage, and no one in the Academy Palace is qualified to be your teacher. I invited you to the Academy Palace in the hope that you can take up an important position, participate in the Holy White Council, and discuss important matters with the five old stars. ”

The Red Eagle Transmission of the School Palace mentioned these things, and Si Mingqin really expected it, so he was not surprised.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Shui Jing looked at Mu Liu and said, "And you, I'm afraid you will have to be educated with this batch of freshmen this year." ”

Mu Liu clasped his arms with both hands, with an indifferent attitude.

Si Mingqin really apologized: "Muliu is stubborn, don't blame Mr." ”

"The school palace has been dull in recent years, and no one dares to challenge authority, and I am looking forward to what you will do in the school palace in the future. ”

Mr. Shui Jing said this vaguely, and Mu Liu was not sure that he understood what he meant.

"I have called you here today mainly to have tea and catch up with the past, and by the way to see what the apostles in the Little Truth are capable of. ”

As he was talking, Mr. Shuijing's shadow clone had already pushed a bowl of tea soup in front of Mu Liu, and said, "Please eat tea!"

The fragrance of tea enters the nose and refreshes people's hearts.

Soon, Mu Liu was in a trance, and he couldn't help but look down at the tea soup.

The unbearable past came to his mind, including many forgotten things, and Tang Hua changed with it, and became more and more anxious, and some things that should not have appeared in the memory became extremely clear. He saw a face, revealing a heroic spirit in his beauty, radiant, looking at himself steadily.

Mu Liu frowned, probably because he sensed that there was a problem with his memory.

But he couldn't break free.

Soon, the astragalic tea soup transformed into a black vortex, evoking all kinds of weirdness at the beginning of Muliu's birth and before his birth, and the truth was close at hand......

With a "crackle", the tea bowl shattered into two petals, and the tea soup turned into a black mist and dissipated into nothingness.

Si Mingqin Zhen held the sleeping Muliu in his left hand and a tea-making pestle in his right hand.

Mr. Shui Jing on the other side was not lightly injured, two blood lines overflowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were hollow, and he was blind.

"On that day, I deduced the ...... of the wood flow In his previous life, he almost lost his life in the ghost city. If you do this, you should have told me in advance. ”

"Past life?!"

"I couldn't find a better word. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

"You've chosen the right person, that's amazing. ”

"It's fate. ”

"What can I do for you?"

"My younger brother had an unhappy childhood, he was insecure, and he didn't like to show his head very much. ”

"I will convince the teacher. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Subsequently, Si Mingqin really disappeared in front of Mr. Shuijing with Mu Liu.

Mr. Shui Jing closed his eyes, his heart fluctuated, but he didn't move.

He knew that over the years, Si Mingqin had really devoted himself to studying the Void System Spell in order to facilitate going out to play, and he was unique in the field of space shuttle, but he didn't expect that he had already touched such an extreme realm.

As an archmage, Mr. Shui Jing is also beyond his reach.

In a few years, who else in the world will be able to keep him?

Si Mingqin is really the son of Mr. Shuijing's student, and the two have a close relationship in private.

Half a year ago, Mr. Shui Jing went to Tiemu Cliff and brought an ancient scroll with him, which recorded the lost secrets related to the long-distance spatial teleportation formation, and gave it to Si Mingqin Zhen to pass the time.

At that time, Si Mingqin was really lively and active, and his mind was simple, so he didn't have to guess what he was thinking.

And now, Mr. Shui Jing finds that he can't see through this teenager at all.

......

Flowing clouds and small buildings.

Chamber.

Si Mingqin really put Mu Liu on his own bed and gently covered him with a brocade quilt.

After being settled, Si Mingqin really pushed the door out, found the two sisters Linian and Lixiang who were in Huanyi by the stream, explained some things, and then left Liuyun Xiaozhu.

Mu Liu woke up before dark.

found that he was lying on the bed again, Si Mingqin was really not by his side, and Mingxin was holding it in his hand.

All of this is familiar.

He remembered Mr. Shuijing's deadly bowl of "Ecstasy Soup".

"It's hard to prevent. ”

Mu Liu sighed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but his mind was still a little dizzy, his center of gravity was unstable, he staggered to the ground, and almost hit the corner of the coffee table.

After that, Mu Liu followed the fragrance of rice, touched the wall all the way, and found the separation of thoughts.

The two sisters told Mu Liu what Si Mingqin Zhen had told before leaving.

Mu Liu, who was sitting outside the kitchen with the support of Linian, complained repeatedly: "Yesterday you left me behind in Xueman, and today it's like this!" Why can't you take me with you for such a big thing as seeing Mirin?"

Leave the mind and persuade with good words, so that Mu Liu will not be angry.

"Your Excellency has specially instructed you to cultivate well and not to move, and it is best not to leave Liuyun Xiaozhu. ”

Mu Liu was silent.

Li Nian said again: "Just now, Master Hua of the Dali Division came to Lingyun Xiaozhu. ”

"That Immortal Daohua from North Sea Rift City?"

"Exactly. ”

"We don't know him well, what is he doing here?"

"There was a sudden disaster on the island, and Master Si Mingdao came to condole. The Lord Zhizun was not there, so he left. ”

"I see, you go get busy. ”

"No!"

Leave the mind and go into the kitchen to help cook the dishes.

Mu Liu is currently unable to move, and he is quiet alone, but he doesn't know what he can do, and it seems that he can only stay in the corridor and wait for the meal to start.

"How did I live like this?"

After leaving Xining, the wind and waves were calm and life has always been comfortable.

The days of Tiemu Cliff are quiet and comfortable, but they are quite fulfilling, and there is something to do every day.

What can you do on this island?

Listening to Mr. Shuijing's meaning, I may have to study with those new students every day in the future.

Mu Liu has no experience with his peers, and the closest companion is Si Mingqin Zhen.

But Si Mingqin is really not an ordinary person, what kind of magical creatures will those normal eleven-year-old girls be?

They must have gotten rid of the low-level pleasure of squatting on the ground and playing with mud.

If you are bullied outside, will you still cry and go home to call your parents?

The corners of Mu Liu's mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly looked forward to it.