Chapter 629 Moonlight in the Mountains and Fields, Accompanied by Beauty!

Aw-!

The roar of the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King echoed in the surrounding woods.

Jing Hai arched his body, his whole body was tense, his eyes were piercingly staring at the Poisonous Triangle Wolf King, and he didn't seem panicked because of the difference in realm.

Mu Qingge is still satisfied with the point of facing the enemy.

Leaning in Si Mo's arms, she nodded imperceptibly. Looking forward to Jing Hai's next performance.

The tempering of life and death is an excellent opportunity for everyone to improve, and Jing Hai is no exception. What's more, Mu Qingge is absolutely sure that he can save Jing Hai and keep him alive at the moment of life and death.

The venom from the Poisonous Wolf King's fangs dripped onto the ground, emitting a stench that corroded the plants on the ground.

Compared with Jie's venom, this little bit of poison from Poisonous Wolf King is naturally nothing. But for Jing Hai, the venom of the Triangle Poison Wolf King was enough to kill him.

Suddenly, the Triangle Poison Wolf King rushed towards Jinghai. Its figure was vigorous, as fast as the wind and lightning, and it appeared at the location of Jing Hai in an instant.

And Jing Hai's movements were not slow, at the moment he pounced on Poison Wolf Dynasty, he pounced to the left——

The silhouettes of a man and a wolf intertwined in mid-air, and under Jing Hai's clear eyes reflected the sinister and vicious eyes of the Poison Wolf King.

puff!

The poisonous wolf king flew into the air, and after landing, he immediately adjusted his angle and chased towards Jinghai again.

Jing Hai rolled twice on the ground, got up quickly, and pulled out the dagger he was wearing. This dagger was modified by Mu Qingge based on a saber, and it is very suitable for fighting in the wild.

The sharp barbed blade is also equipped with a blood groove, which can quickly bleed the skin and open the flesh.

Jing Hai held the dagger across his chest, and calmly stared at the Poisonous Wolf King who had been flying into the air.

The Poisonous Wolf King roared and rushed towards Jinghai again. There was a pale gray aura on the sharp claws it swung, showing its cultivation.

Jing Hai moved away flexibly and let the aura flash along his sideways chest, cutting through the shirt on his chest, leaving a long and thin gash.

At this time, Jing Hai's dagger had already reached Poisonous Wolf King's neck. With a movement of his wrist, the horizontal dagger stretched forward. The sharp blade aimed at the skin under the neck of the Poisonous Wolf King and stabbed it down fiercely.

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, and there was a bit of approval in her eyes: "This move is good, decisive and bold, it seems that the daily practice is not in vain."

"But I'm afraid it won't work." As soon as Si Mo's words fell, a burst of sparks flashed in front of the two of them.

Jing Hai's dagger sliced ​​across Poison Wolf King's neck. However, it didn't cut the skin, but sparked a layer of sparks instead.

His attack can't break through the Poisonous Wolf King's defense at all!

If it was a person of the same level, under Jing Hai's blow, even if he didn't die, his skin would be torn apart. However, the defense of the orcs is stronger than that of humans. Their skin and hair have super strong defense capabilities, as if wearing a layer of solid armor.

Therefore, neither Jing Hai's skills nor his weapons could break through the Poisonous Wolf King's natural defenses.

On the contrary, this move of his completely enraged the Poison Wolf King, making his eyes more fierce and even covered with bloody red.

"It seems that I need to find some time to upgrade my weapons and equipment." Mu Qingge frowned slightly, muttering to herself.

In Linchuan, most of Longya's enemies are humans, and those equipments are enough. But in the Middle Ages, Long Ya's identity was a wanderer. Apart from contacting humans, he often fought with beast races.

If you don't have a sharp weapon in your hand, you may suffer a disadvantage in the battle.

As the head coach, she naturally would not let this kind of thing happen in Longya, if she wants to do a good job, she must first sharpen her weapon!

The Poisonous Triangle Wolf King rushed towards Jing Hai with anger, as if he wanted to tear Jing Hai down and swallow him. Poisonous Wolf King's speed is too fast, Jing Hai's speed is not worth mentioning in its eyes.

Without any effort, Jing Hai was thrown to the ground by the Poisonous Triangle Wolf King, and his sharp front paws pinned down on his shoulders, imprisoning his movements.

Roar--!

A hoarse and deep roar came from the throat of the Triangle Poison Wolf King.

The scarlet eyes stared at Jing Hai, revealing a fierce and cold killing intent. It raised its left front paw and pressed it on Jing Hai's right elbow.

Click!

There was the sound of bones breaking.

The severe pain made Jing Hai's face turn pale, and the hand holding the dagger was forced to let go, and the dagger fell aside.

However, no matter how painful it was, Jing Hai didn't let out a scream.

The tenacity in his eyes was like substance, and he turned into a knife and shot fiercely at the triangle poisonous wolf king. However, the Triangle Poison Wolf King only smiled contemptuously in his eyes.

Mu Qingge frowned, a cold light reflected in her eyes.

"No hurry, wait a little longer." Si Mo whispered in her ear.

A faint light flashed in Mu Qingge's clear eyes. Of course she understands the principle of bursting out potential in adversity. Si Mo threw Jinghai into the Canglan Mountains for the same reason.

So, she suppressed the killing intent in her heart, and continued to wait patiently.

The venom from the fangs of the Triangle Poison Wolf King dripped down the fangs, Jing Hai turned his head reflexively, avoiding the venom from dripping on his face.

This action seemed to provoke Poisonous Wolf King.

There was a trace of mockery in its scarlet and cold eyes.

Hold down the paw on Jing Hai's left shoulder, apply a little force, and tighten it inward——

Click, click!

"Ah!" The bones on the shoulder seemed to be shattered, and the sharp claws also pierced the skin, sinking into the flesh and blood.

The smell of blood came from Jing Hai's wound.

The pain forced him to cry out.

Cold sweat instantly wet Jing Hai's hair.

His entire left arm was lying powerlessly, unable to use any strength at all, unable to move it.

The goal was achieved, but the Poisonous Wolf King still didn't intend to let him go, but slowly raised his right front paw to wrap around Jing Hai's head, preventing his head from moving.

The poisonous wolf king opened his terrifying mouth, and the venom slowly dripped from the fangs again.

Jing Hai couldn't move his head, he could only see the bright green venom dripping from the tip of his teeth through the gap between the fingers of Poisonous Wolf King's claws, coming towards him.

That drop of venom was crystal green, very beautiful, but had a foul smell, and a small green flower bloomed on Jing Hai's left cheek.

"Ah——! Ah——!"

Jing Hai cried out in pain, struggling desperately but it was useless.

The venom eroded on his left face, constantly expanding his wound, rotting away his skin and flesh, exposing his white bones.

Unprecedented pain constantly stimulated Jing Hai, but the Poisonous Wolf King wanted to torture him, he was not in a hurry to kill him, and just played with him like a toy.

Jing Hai's painful cry echoed in the woods.

He didn't know that at this moment, not far from him, the person he respected the most, his teacher and instructor were looking at him.

Despair and unwillingness emerged from the bottom of his clear eyes, and hatred and killing intent were reflected in those pure eyes. He stared at Poisonous Wolf King, as if he wanted to kill it with his eyes!

Si Mo looked at Mu Qingge, the calmness of the little man in his arms made him a little worried.

Mu Qingge slightly raised the corners of her lips, "Boy, it's not a big deal to get some injuries. As long as he still has a breath, I can save him."

Even though she said so, her clear eyes kept staring at Jing Hai's painful expression, as well as the hideous and terrifying injury on his left face. Among the blood and flesh, the looming white bones made her breath a little bit colder.

Si Mo held her hand tightly and said nothing.

Torturing Jing Hai seems to have become a game that Poison Wolf King is interested in.

It crushed Jing Hai's bones bit by bit, almost leaving him without a single intact bone. At this time, even if it leaves, Jing Hai can't move at all.

Finally, it seems to be tired of this game. With a long howl, it opened its bloody mouth, aiming at Jing Hai's neck.

The throbbing blood vessels seem to be attracting it, and the blood flowing inside is the best reward for it!

However, just when it was about to bite off Jing Hai's blood vessel, Jing Hai suddenly looked at it, and a magnificent brilliance appeared faintly in those pure and clear eyes.

His eyes seemed to be different from before, and his whole person seemed to have changed.

Poisonous Wolf King was stunned for a moment.

Just in a daze, its mind seemed to be manipulated by someone, and its fierce eyes instantly became docile.

"Back off." Blood froth overflowed from Jing Hai's mouth, and he gave an order to the Poisonous Wolf King.

This order was very ridiculous. If other people were present and heard such an order from the embarrassed Jing Hai to the vicious Poison Wolf King, they would definitely burst out laughing.

However, Poisonous Wolf King raised his head under this order, slowly stepped back two steps, and let go of Jing Hai's body.

Mu Qingge's eyes flickered, she stood up straight from Si Mo's arms, put down her arms around her chest, and looked at Jing Hai with a serious expression.

Without the control of the Poisonous Wolf King, Jing Hai, whose bones were shattered, could not move even a single bit.

He lay on the ground and continued to give orders. "leave here."

A trace of undetectable struggle flashed in the eyes of the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King, but it finally vanished. It seemed that it could not resist the order from Jinghai.

"What a surprise!" Si Mo's voice came suddenly.

Mu Qingge turned to look at him, her eyes full of questions.

Si Mo lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Qingge, with a little smile in his amber eyes, "Does Xiaoge know the blood of the Jing family?"

Mu Qingge thought about it, and replied: "Isn't it just to be close to the beast clan, can you tame the beast clan?"

Si Mo nodded, and added: "Strictly speaking, the blood of the Jing family traces back to a beast god. Therefore, their blood has the ability to make the beasts get closer. It can reduce the relationship with beasts. Due to the danger of contact with other races, coupled with their ancestral contract formation, they were able to tame some beast races. However, your little disciple is a mutated bloodline."

"Mutated blood!" Mu Qingge said in shock, eyes narrowed.

Si Mo nodded, "This is also beyond my expectation. There is an additional ability in his blood. That is manipulation! He can manipulate the thinking of the beast race without taming it. Once his If this ability can be fully developed, as his cultivation level increases, what a terrifying ability will it be?"

Mu Qingge's eyes slowly opened wide in Si Mo's words.

In front of her eyes, there seemed to be a fierce picture of Jing Hai commanding the army of ten thousand beasts.

His ability to manipulate seems somewhat similar to the beast flute, but the beast flute is always a foreign object, but he relies on himself.

"Then is his bloodline awakened?" The shock in his heart did not make Mu Qingge forget the purpose of Jing Hai being thrown here.

Si Mo nodded, "It's awakened, but now it's just an unconscious self-preservation reaction. It will take a long time for him to fully master this ability and continue to discover it."

After speaking, he paused, and added: "Once he can fully control this ability, he can become the true king of the beast clan. His manipulation of the beast clan will become eternal."

A hint of shock appeared in Mu Qingge's eyes, she took a deep breath, and turned to look at Jing Hai.

Under Jing Hai's order, the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King has turned around and is about to leave here.

But, how could Mu Qingge allow it to leave like this?

In a flash, she left Si Mo's side, and when she reappeared, she was already standing in front of the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King, blocking its path.

A touch of familiar red flashed across the eyes. A trance flashed across Jing Hai's indifferent eyes. He blurted out: "Instructor!"

His murmur made Mu Qingge focus on him.

With a cold tone, she said from her mouth: "Since you already have the ability to kill it, why do you let it go?"

"I..." Jing Hai was speechless.

"The kindness of a woman will only put you in danger again." After Mu Qingge finished speaking, a long whip full of barbs appeared in her hand.

She swung her long whip, made a crackling sound in the air, and slammed the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King hard.

Aww-!

On the back of the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King, a hideous wound with deep bones appeared immediately. The barbs on the whip pulled at its flesh, causing it to whimper in pain.

Snapped--!

The long whip fell again, leaving a deep whip mark on the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King.

Clap——!

Mu Qingge's whip was harder than the next.

Her beautiful face was cold and covered with a layer of ice.

Jing Hai could only lie on the ground and look sideways at her. A layer of uneasiness appeared in his pair of beautiful and cold eyes. He seemed to sense Master's anger.

However, he couldn't tell whether the master's anger was aimed at him or the poisonous wolf king.

'I have let Master down! '

Jing Hai said in his heart.

The whip shadow kept falling on Poisonous Wolf King's body, and it had no power to resist. After a while, the flesh on his body was whipped without a piece of it intact. Even, some whips cracked and smashed its bones.

Although the whip in Mu Qingsinger was not a powerful weapon, she poured her own spiritual power into every blow.

The spiritual power of the third level of the Silver Realm cannot be resisted by a three-dimensional poisonous wolf king.

"Aww—!"

"Woo—!"

Snapped!

Clap!

Snapped!

The whip was already covered with the flesh of Poisonous Wolf King.

Suddenly, the long whip wrapped around Poisonous Wolf King's neck and threw it viciously to Jing Hai's side.

boom--!

The huge body of the poisonous wolf king fell heavily, and the bloody and ferocious wound was clearly visible in Jing Hai's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink.

"Is my disciple also someone you can hurt at will?" Mu Qingge's cold voice came.

Jing Hai's body shook, and he looked at Mu Qingge's position with shock in his eyes.

'It turns out that the master's anger is because he was injured! ’ Jing Hai suddenly understood, and his eyes were moist for a moment.

"Kill it, kill it with your ability. Take revenge on yourself!" Mu Qingge spoke again, this time giving an order to Jing Hai.

Mu Qingge's order cannot be disobeyed!

This is what Jing Hai remembers most clearly. He gritted his teeth and looked at Poisonous Wolf King. The latter's dying appearance made him wonder if it still had the ability to carry out his orders.

However, he still did what Mu Qingge said!

"Kill yourself!" Jing Hai said to Poison Wolf King.

The Poisonous Wolf King whimpered, and while Jing Hai was waiting, he finally raised his front paws and broke his own throat.

The blood stained the ground, and Jing Hai, who was unable to move, was also soaked in it.

However, he showed a happy smile to Mu Qingge, and said weakly: "Instructor, I did it. I won't let you down..." After finishing speaking, he passed out.

Mu Qingge stood where she was, and raised her hand to inhale Jing Hai. Jing Hai's body flew up from the ground and landed slowly at her feet.

Jing Hai's coma was expected.

Mu Qingge didn't look surprised, she just squatted down, pursed her lips, and took care of his injuries.

Si Mo glanced at the corpse of the Triangle Poisonous Wolf King indifferently, and waved his hand. The beast core hidden in the skull broke through the skull, flew out, and landed in Si Mo's hands.

His little Ge'er liked these things so much, so he naturally wanted to help her get them back.

Looking back, seeing Mu Qingge was still treating Jing Hai's injury, Si Mo thought for a while, and left with the 'Rabbit' in his arms. He didn't go far, but just walked into a relatively empty space.

Si Mo caressed the hair in his arms, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

That smile made Ji in his arms feel a little creepy.

Suddenly, he patted Ji twice with his big palm, and said in a calm voice: "It's done."

The soft hair on the back of his neck stood upside down, he gritted his teeth and glared at Si Mo, but he still gave in, relying on the blood pressure of his master of beasts, forcing the surrounding beasts to show up...

Gradually, more and more orcs surrounded Si Mo.

These beast races are all above the first level of the Silver Realm, and there are about thousands of them, all kinds of strange and hideous appearances. Among them, a hundred of them had already stepped into the Golden Realm, but now they were summoned by the Qi's breath and could not resist.

"It's almost there." Si Mo said to Yan in his arms, and whispered to himself: "If all the orcs in this mountain are brought here, Xiao Geer will blame me for being cruel."

After speaking, he pulled the corner of his mouth.

Bang bang bang—!

Countless crackling sounds resounded around him. The heads of thousands of orcs exploded with blood for no reason, and beast nuclei of various colors flew out of their heads, coming towards Si Mo, and circled around him .

Thousands of orcs fell silently to the ground.

Si Mo looked at the beast cores flying around him, and showed a satisfied smile. With a wave of his hand, thousands of beast cores were taken away by him.

At this time, he seemed to have time to take a look at the corpses of those beast races.

Staring at those corpses, apart from being calm, there was only ruthless indifference in his amber eyes. It seemed that these thousands of lives were not worth mentioning in front of him.

"It can't be wasted." He murmured again.

When his words fell, the souls of thousands of orcs were pulled out of their bodies, turned into streaks of illusory light, condensed into a colorful ball in the air, and slowly fell into Si Mo's open palm.

The soulless corpse quickly shriveled up, and with a slight smile from Si Mo, it turned into powder and disappeared on the spot.

He held the soul ball in his hand, and there was a little more expression in his amber eyes.

After putting the soul ball away, he took Yu to the place where Mu Qingge was.

"You are more like a beast than me." On the way, Yan gave a comment. Although he kills, he will not be as generous as Si Mo.

Thousands of orcs died cleanly in an instant, not even a scum left.

And the reason why this terrifying man did this is because his woman likes to collect beast cores!

"Thank you for the compliment." Si Mo smiled faintly, not minding Ji's sarcasm at all.

At this moment, he just wanted to go back to Xiao Ge'er quickly, give her the beast core, and make her smile.

When Si Mo returned to the place where he was before, Mu Qingge had healed Jing Hai's wound. Even the wounds on his face were bandaged up, and he couldn't see the horror before.

"Little Geer." Si Mo called softly.

Mu Qingge looked up at him, and said to him: "The bones have been connected, and the elixir has been taken, but you can't exercise strenuously in the near future, and you need to rest for a while. However, there may be a scar on your face." gone."

Si Mo walked up to her, smiled at her and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Mu Qingge glared at him, then turned to focus on Jing Hai's left cheek, the wound under the eye.

After healed, there will be a faint scar the size of a finger pulp, which is basically invisible if you don't look carefully. But if you look closely, you can see it.

Leave this scar on purpose?

Si Mo was right, she did it on purpose.

In her hands, there are more than ten panaceas that can eliminate scars, but she has no use.

"Jing Hai has a kind personality, leaving a scar on him will make him always remind himself of what I said to him." Mu Qingge explained.

Si Mo looked at her, raising his eyebrows faintly.

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate." Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes and said.

Si Mo smiled.

On this point, he and Mu Qingge have the same idea.

He took out the thousands of beast cores he just 'collected' and handed them to Mu Qingge. "It's for you."

Mu Qingge took the Qiankun bag, put his spiritual sense into it, and immediately saw thousands of beast cores.

Mu Qingge looked at Si Mo in surprise, and said in shock, "Why do you have so many beast cores?"

"Xiao Ge'er likes it, so I'll fetch it for you." Si Mo said in a relaxed tone. It's as if these beast cores are fruits picked from trees.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath.

This man has only left for a while, and he brought back so many beast cores, it is simply too terrifying!

"Do you like Xiao Geer?" Si Mo asked flatteringly. Just like a child begging for a reward in front of the elders.

Mu Qingge nodded in a daze.

These beast cores probably exceeded what Longyawei had harvested in a month in the mountains, how could she not like them?

"Is there a reward then?" Si Mo leaned down and pursed his lips towards Mu Qingge.

The corner of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, and from the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Jing Hai who was still in a coma, stood on tiptoe, grabbed Si Mo's skirt with one hand, and pushed her lips up.

She pecked lightly on Si Mo's slightly cool pink lips, then let go immediately, raised her eyebrows and smiled at him: "Good job, my lord will naturally reward me."

Hearing these words, Si Mo's heart was full of elation, and his amber eyes instantly burned.

That aggressive gaze made Mu Qingge's heart thump.

But this man unexpectedly didn't make any progress, he just stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the lips touched by Mu Qingge, and said ambiguously: "It's very sweet."

Mu Qingge's cheeks flushed, but she pretended to be calm and said: "Well, your taste is also good!" Damn! What did labor say?

As soon as the words came out, Mu Qingge became embarrassed.

But Si Mo's chuckle came from beside his ear.

She fake coughed twice, looked away, and said to Si Mo: "Let's take Jing Hai to join Mo Yang and the others first."

...

Thousands of beast cores naturally represent the killing of thousands of beast races.

Mu Qingge knew this very well, so she didn't ask how these beast cores were obtained. She also doesn't think Si Mo is cruel, this is an era where the weak are prey to the strong, survival of the fittest, and worthless compassion is useless.

Isn't the war between human race and beast race that started with the big siege equally cruel?

The orcs stayed in the Canglan Mountains well, but they couldn't avoid the bloody slaughter. Just like human beings walking in this mountain, they may die at the mouth of the orcs.

Linchuan Yicheng, if the Mu family army defends the city well, it will also usher in beast hordes again and again, causing countless casualties.

In this world, there is no right or wrong at all, only strength and weakness!

The rules of this game were already understood by Mu Qingge when she just traveled through.

So... why do you say that her family, Si Mo, is cruel?

It was already evening when they met up with Jing Hai and Mo Yang.

Mo Yang took Longyawei and chose a place to camp in the mountains, and everything went on in an orderly manner.

Seeing Mu Qingge come back, Mo Yang hurriedly brought someone over to pick up Jing Hai.

"Young Lord, Jinghai..." Mo Yang asked.

Mu Qingge said succinctly: "I got hurt a little during the battle, tell me when you wake up."

Mo Yang nodded and stepped back, while Mu Qingge and Si Mo walked towards their tent.

The camp chosen by Longyawei was a highland near a stream. The scale is naturally not comparable to the camp on the Sunset Grassland. It is only a simple stay and then leave, so everything is kept simple.

Even the tent that Mu Qingge lived in was not surprising, but the layout inside was more comfortable than other tents.

"Boss, you're back!" As soon as he walked outside the tent, Sang Yichen's voice came from behind Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge glanced at Si Mo, who bent down and got into the tent.

Turning around, Mu Qingge saw the excited Sang Yichen running towards her, followed by Sang Xuewu.

The two came to Mu Qingge, before they could speak, Mu Qingge said, "Go for a walk by the stream."

She spoke, how could Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen refuse? Surprise burst into the eyes of both of them, and they followed Mu Qingge towards the stream.

To be honest, Mu Qingge didn't know how to deal with the relationship with the siblings.

On the side of the Mu residence, Mu Xiong must have already received the message he sent back, but he still needs to wait for the person sent by Si Mo to send the messenger talisman before he can send the message back.

Coming to the edge of the gurgling stream, it seemed that the three of them were separated from the Dragon Tooth Guard, leaving them a space to talk.

"You grew up in Sang's family, but you still remember Mu's family. In this regard, it seems that Sang Lanruo has done a good job." Mu Qingge looked across the stream and said.

As soon as Mu Qingge spoke, both Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen couldn't help but hold their breath and became nervous.

Because they didn't know what Mu Qingge wanted to say.

The two looked at each other silently, and both chose to remain silent.

And Mu Qingge didn't seem to need their answer, and continued: "Go back and tell Sang Lanruo that I will go to Sang's house. If Mu Liancheng can't save her, I will take her away."

These words made Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen's eyes widen in shock.

"Boss, you can't do this!" Sang Yichen said directly.

cannot?

Mu Qingge's eyes sharpened, and she turned to face them with a cold face.

The night shrouded the three of them, and it was not known whether it was because of the scorching sun gradually setting, or because of the cold air on the water, the surrounding temperature was a little bit colder.

"Mu Liancheng's surname is Mu, and the Mu family is where he should stay." Mu Qingge's voice cooled down.

This is for Mu Xiong, for Mu Lianrong, and for Mu Jiajun.

Mu Liancheng is the son of Mu Xiong, the elder brother of Mu Lianrong, and the major general of the Mu family army. His hometown is the Mu family in Linchuan, not the Sang family in the Middle Ages.

"Boss, that's not what we mean. You don't know that over the past ten years, mother has been exhausted because of father's affairs. Now, resurrecting father is the biggest wish to support her life. If you insist on taking father away, she will endure it." Can't stop." Sang Xuewu said hurriedly.

"What does that have to do with me?" Mu Qingge said without thinking.

The indifferent tone and some cold words made Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen feel cold in their hearts.

They should have refuted sternly, but when facing Mu Qingge, they couldn't say a word.

Between the three, silence fell. Only the sound of gurgling water remained.

After a while, Sang Xuewu moved closer to Mu Qingge, slowed down, lowered her voice, and said in a begging tone: "Boss, we all know that you have suffered a lot these years. We are sorry for you, but you also You can't blame your mother for this, don't care about her, don't consider her suffering."

"You are all wrong. Between me and Sang Lanruo, no one owes anyone. To me, my parents died nineteen years ago, and there are no bones left. To me, she is just A stranger. I brought it back to Mu Liancheng only for my grandfather." Mu Qingge said in a cold voice.

Her tone was very calm, terrifyingly calm.

The calmer they were, the more flustered Sang Xuewu's siblings felt. The three of them, siblings, were clearly standing in front of each other, but there seemed to be a wall between them.

This wall was created by nineteen years of indifference, and it cannot be broken overnight.

After glancing at the two of them lightly, Mu Qingge stepped away and walked towards the camp.

When she walked away, Sang Yichen looked at Sang Xuewu with a sad face and asked, "What should we do? The boss complained too much to mother."

Sang Xuewu sighed, and said in a low voice: "To untie the bell, one needs to tie it. I hope that after the boss sees Mother, he can understand her difficulties these years, and the relationship between them can be eased."

Sang Yichen also sighed heavily.

He didn't know what to do at this moment, Sang Xuewu's words seemed to be the only way.

...

Mu Qingge lifted the curtain and entered her tent.

There was still a trace of coldness on her face, and when Si Mo saw it, she asked, "Who made you angry?"

In the depths of the usual questioning tone, there was already a trace of killing intent.

Mu Qingge shook her head slowly, walked to him and sat down, took off the purple earrings with her own hands, and leaned over Si Mo's lap. Si Mo had never seen Mu Qingge with such a girlish posture.

There was a strange flash in his eyes, and his slender fingers ran through her hair.

After a while, Mu Qingge took a deep breath, stood up, shook his head to Si Mo and said, "I'm fine."

"It's fine." Si Mo nodded with a smile.

There are some things that don't need to be questioned, as long as each other is fine.

"You said, can people really be brought back to life? I mean people who have been dead for more than ten years." Mu Qingge raised her eyes and asked Si Mo after thinking for a while.

Si Mo thought about it silently, nodded and said, "That depends on the situation." He asked again with deep meaning in his eyes, "Are you asking about your father?"

Father!

This unfamiliar word, whether it is for her or for the real Mu Qingge, is just a word in memory.

Mu Qingge was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Muliancheng died in battle, and Sang Lanruo took his body back to the Sang family in the Middle Ages. If it can be saved, it will be an explanation to the old man and aunt."

"Little Geer, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Si Mo rubbed her hair distressedly.

His little songs are always like this, hard-spoken and soft-hearted. I clearly agreed to ignore it, but I will always try to find a way to solve everything.

"I'm not doing it for Sang Lanruo." Mu Qingge explained.

Si Mo nodded, "I know, you are for the Mu family."

Mu Qingge nodded heavily.

Hugging such a distressing Mu Qingge into his arms, Si Mo's chin rested on the top of her head, and a low and magnetic voice came slowly: "If the body is not decayed, it means that his soul was locked in the In the body. For more than ten years, the Sang family has nourished the soul with spiritual objects to ensure this. If you want to bring the dead back to life, you must find the blood cocoon flower, silkworm grass, fire feather ganoderma and a drop of blood of the gods and demons, and refine them to produce Give him a holy elixir to bring him back to life."

Alchemy!

Mu Qingge's eyes dimmed slightly.

The holy medicine pill was the goal she had to achieve.

However, she has never heard of the things that Simo said, so it must be extremely difficult to find. Not to mention the blood of gods and demons.

"The blood of gods and demons, you don't have to worry. The other three medicinal materials are hard to find in the world, and I will help you pay attention. Bringing the dead back to life is against the sky, Xiao Ge'er don't have to embarrass yourself too much." Si Mo comforted.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, and said to Si Mo: "Thank you, Ah Mo. However, you still need to tell me the appearance of blood cocoon flower, silkworm grass, and fire feather ganoderma."

Si Mo shook his head helplessly, but still stretched out his long fingers as she wished, and tapped lightly between her eyebrows.

In an instant, three paintings appeared in Mu Qingge's mind, each with three different medicinal materials for her to remember.

"Little Lord, Jing Hai has woken up." Outside the tent, Long Yawei's voice suddenly came.

Mu Qingge restrained her emotions, put on the earrings again, and turned into a flirtatious and frivolous young master and walked out of the tent.

Entering Jing Hai's tent, Jing Hai would get off the bed and salute when he saw Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge stopped him, and said to him, "What's wrong with you now?"

Jing Hai quickly shook his head and said, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Mu Qingge's eyes swept across his left cheek, and said lightly: "You may have a scar on your left cheek. If you mind, I can also help you remove this scar."

Jing Hai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately grinned brightly. "It's okay, I'm a man, it's not a big deal to have scars on my face. I think I'm too tender, and I have a scar that just looks more majestic."

His relief made Mu Qingge nod, but he still reminded: "I hope you don't forget where this scar came from."

Jing Hai held his breath, with a serious expression on his face, and nodded to Mu Qingge for assurance: "Instructor, I remember."

"And your ability..." Mu Qingge asked again.

Jing Hai frowned and said, "I don't know what happened, but at a critical moment, a voice in my heart told me what to do, so that Poison Wolf King would give up the idea of ​​killing me."

Mu Qingge didn't ask any more questions, and got up to leave, but just said: "Since you have this talent, you should explore it carefully and don't waste it."

"Yes, instructor." Jing Hai answered seriously.

Mu Qingge didn't tell him about his blood. She would not interfere too much with Jing Hai's growth, and he needed his own efforts. If one day, he wants to go to the Jing family to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, she will not stop him.

Coming out of Jinghai's residence, Mu Qingge told Mo Yang: "From tomorrow onwards, the hunting will officially start. According to the groups, search the hinterland of the Canglan Mountains, and don't forget to send people as outposts."

Mo Yang nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "The pair of siblings from the Sang family..."

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and said, "They followed me."

After understanding Mu Qingge's plan, Mo Yang immediately went down to arrange everything.

After patrolling the camp, Mu Qingge returned to her tent. As soon as she entered, she was attracted by a suction force and pulled to the mattress in the tent.

Mu Qingge threw herself into the man's arms, raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you want?"

Si Mo naturally took off her earrings to conceal her identity, and said with an ambiguous smile, "What do you think I want? Xiao Geer, the night is long, why don't we do something meaningful?"

The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, and she looked at the patrol figure walking back and forth on the tent, and warned the man: "This is in the wild, do you want everyone to watch?"

damn it! This man is in love, doesn't it matter what the occasion is?

"What are you afraid of?" Si Mo turned over and pressed Mu Qingge under him. His fingertips picked up Mu Qingge's long hair that had fallen on the bed, and smiled at her charmingly. A faint black smoke overflowed from his body, filling the entire tent, as if forming a barrier.

"In this way, no one can disturb us." Si Mo smiled slightly.

Mu Qingge glanced around, and it seemed that she had indeed become much quieter.

Si Mo would not lie to her, this confirmation made her suddenly show a coquettish smile.

With a sudden effort, she turned over and pressed Si Mo under her body. Her fingertips brushed across his chest, picked up his skirt, and said with a bit of a smirk: "Tonight, my lord is in a bad mood, and there is a beautiful woman by his side, how can he refuse?"

After saying that, she leaned down, kissed Si Mo's lips quickly, and pried open his teeth with some brute force...