The heart ripples, looking forward to the distance.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

The autumn language whispered, and the eyes were like a picture.

Jiang Wanqing's situation is indeed not so good now, at least she is a little haggard and thin compared to normal.

When I first woke up from a dream, my heart palpitated, and my nightmare was blurry and sad.

The photo with the heroine not long ago was also her forced effort to disguise and support her unspeakable nightmare posture now.

It may also be called a "dream calamity".

Along the way, except for Jiang Wanqing's initial thanks, Fu Chimu looked cold, and the two did not have the slightest superfluous communication.

The condensation atmosphere continued to arrive, and the Hanmeng Pavilion sat down, and Fu Chimu's gaze finally stopped once again on the delicate and haggard girl who faintly revealed a trace of melancholy.

I wanted to ask for something, but I found that there was nothing to say.

Now her strength is only the first order of the foundation building period, which also confirms that she has not done anything great during the period of time she has disappeared.

"Senior Brother Mu wants to ask me about the time I disappeared."

Jiang Wanqing, who raised her shallow eyes slightly, was as light as her eyes, revealing a smile that pretended to be relaxed and almost impeccable, and she had already thought about the reason for dealing with it just a second ago, just waiting for him to ask.

But what surprised Jiang Wanqing was that Fu Chimu finally opened his mouth and moved his cold gaze slightly and said nothing.

The melancholy that flashed in the girl's eyes a second ago was the kind of heart-wrenching frustration, which was keenly captured by him whose insight was superior to that of ordinary people.

When the clear smile lost its original color, at a certain moment, Fu Chimu chose to change what he thought at the beginning.

I chose to come here to test her, to see her character, and to consider whether to help her.

After all, it was the spirit stone he gave out last time, and I don't know if Jiang Wanqing can return it this time.

Fu Chimu knew that although she was also a disciple of the Miscellaneous Servant Peak, she could not compare with herself at all in terms of strength and status.

The position is reversed, even if you are shy in your pocket, you will definitely choose to return it.

It's a pity that in the end, Fu Chimu's approach was very different from what he said and thought at the beginning.

"Senior Brother Mu, I ......"

I'll give you back the gift.

Seeing Fu Chimu's gesture of turning around and leaving without hesitation, Jiang Wanqing's grateful smile slowly turned into quiet indifference, and her lips gently pulled out a trace of arc of unknown meaning.

After a while, the divine sense had already noticed that Fu Chimu was still taking care of her when she was leaving, and helped her settle the order.

On the glazed jade table, there is a delicate delicacy that is full of aroma and more or less complements her weak appearance now.

The kind with a rich aura.

Just now, Fu Chimu chose to exchange the natal jade note with her.

She didn't refuse, and knew that Fu Chimu didn't look down on her.

The line of sight was slightly off, and on the other side of the jade table, there was a high-level exercise that was extremely suitable for her water spirit root cultivation.

Jiang Wanqing knew that this exercise might have been good for her in the past, but now it is not what it used to be.

Although it had no effect, Jiang Wanqing still put it away without thinking.

After a slight sigh, he immediately chose to eat first to adjust his state.

And what Jiang Wanqing didn't know was.

At some point in some place, what she did and did had been condensed into her heart by a pair of deep pupils in the dark.

Jun Xuanjue's fingertips gently rubbed the blood-colored jade ring, which was carved and polished with the soul stone on the star glass, and the ability of the soul stone from beginning to end never faded.

As soon as he gets close to his "sister", he will be aware of it.

At this moment, Jun Xuanjue did not choose to show up.

Overturning time is like a dream, and all kinds of memories are long gone.

To a certain extent, he wants to give his "sister" a certain amount of freedom.

Through a little investigation, he basically knew what was unfavorable to his "sister", and when he wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, he found that things were not so simple.

Never thought that something in the dark had touched the Heavenly Dao?

Even if he could forcibly change and erase it, in that distant future, the "sister" would definitely fall into a very unfavorable situation and be completely out of his control.

Fate is impermanent, and heaven and earth turn.

Why was that nun protected by heaven and earth?

The deep eyes gradually narrowed, and the center of Qing Jun's eyebrows was dyed with a bit of bloodthirsty coldness, accompanied by the extremely cruel arc that passed by the lips in a fleeting manner.

She was protected by the Heavenly Dao.

So, what about her family?

The slightly furrowed eyebrows became more and more terrifying, and when Jun Xuanjue's starry eyes opened and closed, he temporarily suppressed the ruthless murderous intent in his heart.

At this moment, he already had a plan in his heart.

……

The beautiful and picturesque shadow catches the eye, and it will disappear in an instant.

Tang Yu, who hesitated slightly, still couldn't calm the undercurrent throbbing in her heart that she didn't want to admit, and chose to follow.

She was thinking.

She and Senior Sister Wanqing should still have a slight relationship.