Chapter Forty-Seven: The Ancient Operator

After Mu Qingfu returned to the room, Jiang Yue sat on the bed, holding on to prevent herself from falling asleep, her little head little by little, and after a while, she opened her eyes again, then closed them again, and opened them again.

Mu Qingfu kissed her on the forehead with pity, went to bed and hugged her, patted her back, and coaxed her to sleep.

Jiang Yue hugged him and said groggyly: "Qingqing, are you back?"

"Hmm. ”

"Why has it been so long?" Muttered a small pout.

"It's a bit too much, it's delayed. If you're sleepy, go to sleep, you won't have to wait for me next time. Mu Qing said with pity.

Jiang Yue shook her head, "No!

"Good!"

"Does Hua'er want to stay with me forever?"

Jiang Yue leaned on his chest and said softly, "Yes." ”

"As long as Nahua'er thinks that there is an umbrella with plum blossoms in front of him, he can follow me forever. Mu Qing was seductive, Jiang Yue's whole brain felt dizzy, and then listening to his words, thinking in a daze, a red gauze paper umbrella suddenly fell on the bed, drawing a lifelike white plum.

Mu Qingyan glanced at it, gently patted Jiangyue's back and lulled her to sleep, and then took the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella to take a look, and sure enough, the umbrella bones were all refined with soul locking jade.

The umbrella cloth is made of tassel brocade woven by flowing clouds, and the white plum painted on it, each stroke contains great power, caressing carefully, the fingers are smooth as fat, one after another prohibitions, no less than tens of thousands, each touch one, the power can not be underestimated.

He put aside the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella and thought: Ethereal Valley is indeed a treasure pavilion that is difficult to find in the world, no wonder a small valley can occupy a place in the battle of a hundred schools!

Mu Qing kissed Jiangyue's forehead, then closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

The next day—

Before Jiang Yue woke up, her body slowly drifted away like starlight, Mu Qingyan picked up the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella with one hand, and drew a rune at her with the other, her lips squirmed, and the fine spell overflowed.

"Condense the soul - receive!"

The runes shot into her body, and the scattered starlight solidified little by little, and then the runes shone with golden light, and Jiang Yue's body disappeared suddenly.

Mu Qingyan touched the umbrella body, and her expression was a little touched.

After washing up, he left the room.

Mu Qingjue waited in the lobby of the inn early, and when Mu Qingjue died downstairs, he saw him talking and laughing with a pair of grandchildren.

At this time, Mu Qingjue glanced at him with interest, but the most important thing was to look at the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella in his hand.

"Third brother, I was fortunate enough to meet the Master of the Divine Operator this morning. Mu Qingjue greeted, Mu Qingzhu looked at the two grandchildren sitting opposite him as he said, the old man should be in the age of the sixtieth year, and the little boy should be about ten years old, a pair of eyes were bright, looking at him with some curiosity, and then his eyes were locked on the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella in his hand.

"But Master Gu?"

The old man stood up and smiled kindly: "It's the old man." ”

Mu Qing bowed slightly.

"I have long heard that the third son of the Mu Tianshen clan is peerless, and the little grandson of the old man has always admired it. I heard that some time ago, the third son of the eldest son entered the top 30 of the hundred gods list in one fell swoop, and the old man had to say that the future life is respectable and terrifying!"

Mu Qing glanced at the two of them.

When the little boy saw him coming, he was very excited and said, "My name is Mono!"

Mu Qing's expression remained unchanged, nodded, and made a gesture of please.

Master Gu vaguely looked at the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella in his hand, replied with a silent face, and the two of them sat down one after another.

Mu Qingjue poured a cup of tea for both Master Gu and Mu Qing, and said with a smile: "Junyu heard that Master has been in retreat for several years, and now he is out of retreat, but I am fortunate to be waiting." ”

The eldest fourth son laughed. Master Gu waved his hand and said disapprerovitically: "The old man is just relying on living a little longer and knowing more, just bluffing people." ”

"The master is humble. Mu Qingjue inadvertently glanced at Mu Qingjue, and when she saw that his expression was light, she could only smile.

"Since I met the master here, Jun Jiu has a question. ”

Mu Qing's expression was too serious, and the smile on Master Gu's face couldn't help but stiffen, and then said with a smile: "The third son of the eldest son said that." ”

"I wonder where the descendants of the Wu Clan live after the Battle of the Realm?"

Master Gu obviously didn't expect him to ask this, and said with a slightly strange expression: "It should be a seclusion in the Immortalless City!"

"But I have heard that the descendants of the Wu tribe have been wandering among the tribes and listening to the secrets of the tribes. ”

Master Gu shook his head, "This old man doesn't know, does the third son have anything else to ask?"

"Is Dihua Shenjun really dead?" Mu Qingyan didn't bother with his sudden change of topic, anyway, he almost knew what he should know.

"This death is not the death of the other, and this life is not the other life. Master Gu touched his mustache and said meaningfully.

"If the master has nothing to do, you can go to Mu Tianlord's Mansion as a guest, and the third brother and I will welcome each other sincerely. Mu Qingjue stood up in time and said the end.

In the eyes of several people, there was no need to continue this conversation, and both sides got the information they wanted, so don't waste each other's time.

It just so happened that the purple magnolia, which had rested, was also packed up and walked downstairs.

"The old man must go. ”

Mu Qingju stood up, arched his hand with Mu Qingjue, and left.

Mu Qing didn't want to talk to Master Gu, but the other party's intention was too obvious, he came for the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella in his hand, and he came too quickly.

Legend has it that there is a certain sense between the Wu Clan and the Ethereal Valley, which seems to be true, and even the appearance of the Meiluodu Lethe umbrella can be sensed immediately, and it rushed over in a very short time.

The true identity of the Wu clan remains to be investigated!

Although the identities of Master Gu and the others have never been clearly stated, how could the truly powerful family not find out their hidden identities!

Zi Yulan had some understanding of the identity of Master Gu, and adhered to the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, she just nodded at him, saluted, and followed Mu Qingyan and the others away.

The three of them walked outside the town, and Mu Qingjue couldn't help but sneer: "There are really many people staring at Princess Kongyu as always!"

"It's not helpful to say more. ”

Mu Qingjue looked at the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella in his hand sourly, and said with a mocking smile: "It's useless to talk too much, I'm afraid that when you return to Qingmu City, all forces will come to visit one after another!"

Zi Yulan has always acted as a qualified background wall, not listening or talking, her "knowledge of current affairs" is the reason why Mu Qingyu and the two of them talk about these things without scruples, after all, she knows what the consequences will be if she says something that should not be said.

Mu Qingyan opened the Meiluodu Lechuan umbrella with one hand and walked forward slowly.

Mu Qingjue was about to say that he dared to blatantly open the umbrella, but saw that the umbrella had somehow changed its appearance, it was a simple red oil-paper umbrella.

He raised an eyebrow, and this kind of operation!

However, looking at the dignified third son holding a red umbrella, he was inexplicably overjoyed, and he really wanted to let those handsome men and women who secretly promised him a look!