Ye Yu stood in the middle of the petals, looking at the young men and girls hugging each other in front of her, feeling the joy emanating from the inside out, listening to Muyang's crying of joy, her heart was shattered like scattered petals.

The picture in front of me was so beautiful, the flowers and plants everywhere in the courtyard seemed to be completely covered, and all of them lost their luster in an instant. Even the scorching sun that forced the earth to look at the earth crept into the clouds, for fear of disturbing the pair of miserable children.

Ye Yu pursed her lips, the little pink flower in her hand fell to the ground at some point, she wanted to say a few words of ridicule and sarcasm, but in the end she couldn't speak, seeing this beautiful picture, she suddenly felt a little sad, some memories that she didn't want to touch were hooked out, she felt lonely, confused, helpless, all day long smiling pretty face gradually covered with a layer of pain that she had never had, as if the whole world had abandoned her, that weak and lonely appearance made people feel distressed.

No one noticed the change in Ye Yuqing.

Mu Yang and Sisi, who were immersed in joy and happiness, hugged each other like lovers who had been looking for many years and got together at dusk, completely isolating the surrounding Yiqiē.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Yu finally couldn't help shouting, Sisi who woke up tried his best to break free from Mu Yang's embrace, and lowered his head shyly, Mu Yang then remembered that there was one more person in the courtyard, he turned his head, and was just about to reprimand a few words, but he was suddenly stunned for a moment, he found that the scattered herbs on the ground had been cleaned up, and they were all neatly packed into the wooden box, and the big-breasted county lord who didn't know how to worry was lying on the stone chair under the tree, fiddling with the small red flower in his hand, a pair of long legs on the stone table, and his little feet in deerskin boots kept shaking, looking at himself with a face full of anger。

"In broad daylight, hug and hug, are you the air when you are the lord of this county?"

"This ...... You did it?" Mu Yang said, pointing to the boxes around him.

"Nonsense!"

Ye Yu's legs fluttered and he stood up in a graceful posture.

"If it weren't for the reminder of the county lord, would you two be hugging until dark? I'm really not ashamed! I've heard Sisi say that she has been poisoned by blood, and it takes the Seven Nights Demon Lotus to solve it, and now that the medicine has been found, why don't you hurry up and boil the medicine and rub it here? Can hugging people heal?"

In the face of Ye Yu's reprimand, Mu Yang laughed dryly, and did not refute it for the first time, he slapped his head and said, "Remorseful": "Yes, yes, Miss Ye is so right, in the past three days, she has been talking like a county lord in this sentence, she knows the general situation, takes the overall situation into account, and is with Sisi, she has not learned in vain." ”

"That's it. Ye Yu raised her neck proudly, her chest was so stiff that she almost broke the clothes on her body, she was just about to boast a few words when she suddenly heard that something was wrong, and raised her hand and threw out the small flower in her hand: "Muyang, what do you mean? Stop, don't run, explain clearly to the county lord, what is not in vain......

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The most precious thing about the Seven Nights Demon Lotus is not the seven milky white flowers, but the dry stems and roots, and the white flowers only represent its vintage.

Divide the cut stems and roots into seven parts, each part is boiled over a warm fire for seven hours, and the boiled medicinal soup is mixed with the medicine residue and taken together for seven days, so that the poison from the body of the nine babies can be completely eradicated. In other words, even with the Seven Nights Demon Lotus, it would take seven days to cure Sisi.

Although the spring night is not as translucent as the summer night, it is far deeper than the summer night, and the stars in the sky tirelessly scatter a pure light that seems to never be inexhaustible, and these rays come from the distant sky, pass through the cold night sky, and fall on every corner of Black Rock City.

In the stove in the small courtyard, the burning firewood made a crackling sound, Sisi sat in front of the stove and looked at the steaming medicine pot on it, and whispered to Ye Yu while adding firewood to the stove hole, the warm fire shone on the beautiful faces of the two girls, and the coquettish laughter from time to time rose and fell, making the cottage that had gone through decades of wind and frost also become younger.

At this time, Mu Yang was sitting alone on the arrow tower in the south of the city, his eyes were closed, the clothes on his body were agitated from time to time, and his divine consciousness had already entered his body and began to look inward.

In that familiar starry sky, the six star orifices exuded a faint blue light, and the fifteen star vortexes flowed steadily and smoothly back and forth between the star orifices, continuously fusing the vitality in the body and the absorbed starlight in one place and finally merging into the lit star aperture.

As soon as the qiē was normal, the spinning Star Swirl showed no signs of restlessness, which meant that it would take some time to enter the threshold of the sixth rank of the Martial Star Realm.

After carefully checking it again, Mu Yang's divine sense fell on the eight scattered lilac stars in the distance.

Compared with the star aperture, the color of these eight soul apertures was extremely dim, and the soul elements inside were squandered by Mu Yang in the battle with Xue Sanliang last night, and they looked like a dry clear pool quietly suspended there.

Looking at the soul element's depleted soul aperture, Mu Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly.

That day in the cell, after learning the thunder spell with Ye Yu, Muyang noticed the abnormality of his body.

Obviously, he could only release a blue thunderbolt spell from his mouth, and after it was recited from his mouth, it turned into a thunderstorm spell inexplicably, not only that, but it would also squeeze out the soul element accumulated in his body in an instant, which made Mu Yang shocked and headache at the same time.

In the more than ten years on the island, although Muyang has not practiced and has not learned any spells, he still knows a lot of things related to cultivation from the books in the Tingxi Cave and the mouth of the master and brother.

Take the soul master's star spell as an example, it has a strict hierarchy, without the help of magic weapons, the power of each spell when it is released and the soul element consumed is almost fixed, and each note of the spell has a specific meaning, and the spell can only be triggered when it is combined according to strict rules, which is an iron law formed in the soul master world for thousands of years.

In other words, if each spell is compared to a locked room, the spell is the key, and a key can only open the corresponding lock. But when I got to Muyang, the pairing of the lock and the key was all messed up, the thunderstorm technique and the thunderstorm technique were two completely different spells, in terms of level, the former was only the lowest level, and the latter was as high as the third level, Muyang used the spell of the thunderstorm technique to release the thunderstorm technique, just like opening the door of the city lord's mansion with his own key, so that his brain, which he thought was still bright, suddenly became messy.

It's nothing to open the wrong door, according to the book, the thunderstorm technique is extremely powerful, and it takes a long time to chant when using it, Muyang can use the thunderstorm spell to start the power of the thunderstorm technique, which is also a good thing, at least in the battle, it can achieve a surprise effect, for example, Xue Sanliang was unlucky in Muyang's thunderstorm technique, but the problem is that every time he uses it, the soul element in Muyang's body will be poured out, which is something that even Ye Yu can't explain.

According to Ye Yu, with Mu Yang's current cultivation of the seventh grade of the Martial Soul Realm, under the premise of abundant soul yuan, he can use at least two third-level spells, but now he can only die of addiction, not only that, but when Mu Yang learned several other soul spells from Ye Yu, through the perception of the divine soul, he found that no matter which kind of spell, it was actually a thunderstorm technique.

In other words, no matter whose key it is, as long as Mu Yang holds it in his hand, he can only open the door of Ge Tianbing's house.

Well, you can only use one spell, Muyang endured it, every time he used the thunderstorm technique, he would squeeze the soul element dry, Muyang also endured it, the most unacceptable thing for him was that the attack spells of other soul masters were all released remotely, and the target could be locked at will, and the attack distance was tens of meters closer, and hundreds of meters at most, but Muyang's thunderstorm technique was only released at a distance of three meters, yes, three meters!

You must know that the thunderstorm technique is a range attack, covering an area of about seven meters, which means that when Mu Yang uses it to attack the enemy, the first person to be slashed is himself. This has been amply demonstrated in the cells and in last night's battles.

Fortunately, the hard training on the island and the benefits brought by the blood of the true demon made Mu Yang's body much tougher and stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. The use of the Thunderstorm Technique in the 'Suicide' style did not bring him much damage, but this was not a good thing, because his intuition told him that the power of the Thunderstorm Technique would increase with the improvement of his cultivation, and if he did not solve this problem of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred from the root, sooner or later he would be killed by the spell he released, becoming the first soul master in the history of cultivation to die in his own hands.

And to solve this problem, he must do his best to restore the soul element, use the thunderstorm technique a few more times, only in this way can he find out where the business is wrong, in Ye Yu's words, split, split a few more times and you will get used to it, but what Muyang is worried about is that he will kill himself before he gets used to it.

Depressed to depressed, Mu Yang knew that the thunderstorm technique was his most powerful combat method at present, whether it was to make a star armor or protect his life, he was destined to go on the road of soul master.