On the eighth day of April, the weather is sunny and suitable for travel.

Before you know it, the weather has become a bit hot.

In this luxurious house, Jingchi Qingpine isolated the summer heat, but Jing Yue peeked into one or two from Mu Qingshuang's more and more cool dress and blazing sun.

always has to go out, and he can't really become the canary raised by this Miss Mu.

Jing Yue, who suffers from cold poison, also likes summer.

The point is, he's a little tired of it.

It doesn't feel good to be raised by Bai Fumei, mainly because Bai Fumei doesn't play with you.

So at noon, Jing Yue took off his home clothes, put on the well-fitting blue young man's robe, and smeared some black ash on his face by the way.

He looked in the mirror and found that it was a little different, and prepared to go out.

As a result, when I went out, I happened to meet Mu Qingshuang returning in a light aqua blue gauze dress.

This dress is matched with her cold world-weary face, and it really has the flavor of a frosty little princess.

After finding out that Jing Yue was going out, Mu Qingshuang couldn't help but say: "Go out more, I'm willing to take you in, largely because you did that thing extraordinarily vigorously, I like that kind of vigorousness, but I have been here for so long, and I didn't see it, and I was too cautious." ”

Jing Yue shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to explain.

When a man should be fierce, he has to be fierce, just like when he is a girl, so fierce that she rolls her eyes to have fun, but she usually has to gather momentum to maintain health.

Seeing that Jing Yue was about to go out, Mu Qingshuang suddenly said, "Wait." ”

"Huh?"

The next moment, a little stream of water wrapped around Mu Qingshuang's fingertips, and then slid on his face, so the black ash on Jing Yue's face was suddenly swept away.

"Draw snakes."

As he spoke, Mu Qingshuang turned the black ash stream into a blooming splash and went straight inside.

Jing Yue: "."

This girl is too much

Without the black ash on his face, Jing Yue still went out, but he felt a sense of insecurity like he didn't wear a condom.

At the beginning, he was quite cautious, looking at all directions, listening to all directions, and even a few bird's nests on the street, whether the girl in the Qinglou had her belly pocket well or not could see it clearly.

Later, I found out that except for the girl who was going to pull people, he couldn't help but seem a little self-inflicted.

To be honest, walking outside as this young man Duan Yu, his back was straightened a little.

Maybe because of the psychological effect, even the cough is less.

After all, he is a young man, how can he be like Sister Lin, who is often infected with wind and cold.

What's more, it's already summer.

This small town is very similar to the small town he used to collect rent.

Speaking of seventy percent of the income from that street, Jing Yue couldn't help but think of the Shen family.

I went out to learn an art, Shen Yun came to visit him some time ago, who would have thought that there would be such a big change overnight, and even the name and door were changed, I don't know if they would be worried.

However, with Gu seniors and Senior Sister Saint taking care of them, coupled with the rules of the cultivation world that disasters do not affect their families, Jing Yue didn't have to worry too much about them.

On a street where small vendors gathered, Jing Yue ate a bowl of wontons and then a string of sugar gourds, which restored some beautiful mood.

The food there is too light these days.

Anyway, there is really a feeling of not eating fireworks in the world, and what he likes is the taste of fireworks.

Involuntarily, Jing Yue remembered Mu Qingshuang's previous method of controlling water, and then thought of her surname, and for a while, Jing Yue had a bold idea

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Ironclad no, the Taichu Sect and the Hidden Rain Palace are not dealing with each other in the first place, how can this be involved."

The more Jing thought about it, the more he felt that he had a point.

When he had done this, he returned to his luxurious mansion like a canary.

Mu Qingshuang did not leave.

As usual, he sat there with his legs crossed with a cold face, and his long round and strong legs were exposed, exuding a charming halo.

"You're having a boring life."

After discovering that Jing Yue was looking at herself, Mu Qingshuang said condescendingly.

Jing Yue nodded and said, "Yes, some." ”

"Then do you want to go back to the palace with me?" Mu Qingshuang said.

"Palace? In the palace, I am not a eunuch. ”

Jing Yue was talking nonsense, and a premonition was born in his heart.

"Didn't Chen Ruxue tell you that I am from the Hidden Rain Palace." Mu Qingshuang said lightly.

Jing Yue's scalp was numb for a while.

Mom, it's really a hidden rain palace.

It was only at this time that Jing Yue knew why Senior Sister Saintess trusted this Mu Qingshuang so much.

The future leaders of the two sects who don't deal with each other are privately together, and the relationship is quite close, which is really an extremely difficult relationship to guess.

The most important thing is that the surname of the Tibetan Rain Palace in front of him is Mu.

Could it be that she is the eldest lady's invincible sister?

What the is that coincidental?

Or is the world so small?

Jing Yue looked at the other party's beautiful world-weary face, and became more and more sure of his conjecture.

"So, would you like to go back with me? No matter how good Zhang Chuyi is, don't want to find someone at random in my Hidden Rain Palace. Mu Qingshuang said coldly.

"But me"

Knowing what Jing Yue wanted to say, Mu Qingshuang was not curious and said, "Don't worry, no one can recognize you." ”

Jing Yue thought that she was directly in the same sect as the eldest lady, and her identity was still unclear with the sister she had always cared about, although with the eldest lady's thinking, it was impossible to expose it, but there was a sense of insecurity.

Well, the insecurity of not wearing a condom.

So he couldn't help but say, "Is there any other choice?" ”

Mu Qingshuang said: "Since you don't want to enter the palace, either you will continue to stay here, or you will act in the station near the Hidden Rain Palace." ”

Jing Yue immediately said: "That's in the station." ”

"And what do you want to do?" Mu Qingshuang asked again.

Jing Yue pondered: "Is there an errand such as being responsible for receiving and transferring intelligence?" ”

Yes, if you can control the intelligence, it will be very beneficial for both covering the vest and finding out the news.

Although others are hidden, they must know the movements of the cultivation world, after all, Zhang Chuyi is not dead.

"Reason."

Mu Qingshuang thought of the sister who impressed her, and finally chose to worship under the door of the master of the Shi Palace, as if she was also interested in this kind of thing.

It's really incomprehensible that the stupid and cowardly sister actually likes intelligence and assassination.

Jing Yue replied: "Zhang Chuyi is not dead, I want to know more." ”

At this time, Mu Qingshuang rarely showed a touch of appreciation, and said: "It turns out that your vigorous energy is still there, I thought you would be soft at that moment." ”

Jing Yue responded: "How can a man be soft. ”

He didn't tell the other party, in addition to dealing with Zhang Chuyi, he also wanted to better grasp her sister's movements, so as not to be caught.

Mu Qingshuang's long legs shook slightly, and said: "Okay, I'll do this, but the Drizzle Hall has its own line, I can't give you too high a position, if you want to know more, you have to climb up step by step." ”

Jing Yue nodded and said seriously: "No problem." ”

(PS: Just came back from the hospital to code the word, there will be a double monthly pass soon, ask for a counting ticket)

(End of chapter)