Chapter 62: The Circus on the Other Side (16)

Sleep well in the rest area, 3rd floor, room 305.

A flash of blue light.

Mu Yingshan's handsome face appeared in front of Yuan Qingli, close at hand.

Mu Yingshan, who was in mid-air, saw that he was about to be pressed to the bed, so he hurriedly summoned his sword and fell to the side with himself.

"Why do you call me while you're in bed?"

Mu Yingshan was actually a little angry.

lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"Hehehe, I told you to pick a place?" Yuan Qingli smiled weakly, and felt a little more warm in her heart, this teammate didn't seem to be too bad.

"Why are you so embarrassed every time I see you?"

Mu Yingshan was condescending, looking down at Yuan Qingli, and his tone could not hide his helplessness.

Yuan Qingli didn't have the strength to speak anymore, and she rolled her eyes powerlessly.

If she wasn't embarrassed, would she still need to summon props?

"Who's there!" There was a cry of alarm outside the door.

"Shh Yuan Qingli made a gesture of silence.

"It's me." The voice was gentle, but with uncontrollable indifference and anger.

"Yo, you're here again!" It's the voice of the golden mist, and the end note has her unique cute tone.

"Yes, this is my place, why can't I come?"

"Well, I have to say it first, this place is what I got when I was a child, and now it's mine, me! Target! ”

"Yours, can't I come? I'm a customer now, someone you serve. ”

"Yes, welcome, but you're going to open a guest ...... It's not good to open the wrong door. ”

"Oh, I made a mistake, I'm sorry, I'll go back." This tone doesn't sound like an apology.

"Hmph." A sound of displeasure came from the nose of the golden mist.

The footsteps faded away, and it seemed to go to the second floor.

Yuan Qingli felt strange, the person who was talking to Jin Wuwu was obviously a female voice, why did she go to the man's residence on the second floor?

"Sister Yuan, have you slept?"

Didn't get a response.

"Looks like I'm asleep." Golden Mist muttered to himself and slowly left, eight spider legs tapping at the rhythm on the plank.

Wait for the footsteps to fade away until there is no sound.

Mu Yingshan squatted down, his thin and slender fingers pointed at the center of Yuan Qingli's eyebrows, and his voice couldn't hear the ups and downs: "Okay, I'll take a look." ”

"My brain is fine, my stomach hurts." Yuan Qingli corrected softly.

did not make an ambiguous pulling action, Mu Yingshan's hand fell directly on Yuan Qingli's abdomen.

A trace of water-green spiritual flame overflowed between his fingers, and before the spiritual flame could be formed, it was extinguished in an instant.

Mu Yingshan tugged at the corners of his mouth, and pretended to sigh lightly: "There is an empty body of aura, but it is not available." Tyrannical creatures, if you were in my world, you would be killed for such a waste. ”

Yuan Qingli closed her eyes, now is the time to need you to sigh?

Can't you see that I'm in pain?

More than 200 years of experience have lived like a dog.

He opened it again, and it took a great deal of strength to say a complete sentence: "Last time, the two-hundred-year-old Lotus Clear Pill brought me one." ”

Relieving her physical pain was the priority, but it was the pain that made her lose her ability to think.

It was an almost unconscious, puppet-like feeling, scratching at the liver and unstoppable.

"There are only five hundred years left, and I only have this one, which I keep to save my life." Mu Yingshan's eyebrows and eyes were silent, and he was a little angry, "Why should I give it to you?" ”

He chuckled lowly, his eyes dark and dark.

Yuan Qingli seemed to see the man in black and holding a magic sword in the original book-

In the face of thousands of troops, one man and one sword.

sneered at the sky, and the sword qi was blue and horizontal.

Walking on corpses all over the field, bleeding and drifting.

The fire behind him was dazzling.

Then, the fire approached him, and he ignored it.

"What about symbiosis and co-prosperity, don't you know, if you are not free, I love it more, and we will die together."

Yuan Qingli shook his head.

The pain swept through her limbs, and she coughed violently.