Chapter 282 The disciple of the main peak 4

  Gu Qingmo nodded, "There are indeed many, but there are no cyan ones."

  Meng Jiyan watched Gu Qingmo take out her vestments, one by one, from the storage bag, as if to prove that she was not lying.

  Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, except for the cyan, all the robes were lined up, neatly displayed in front of Meng Jiyan.

   I didn't notice it before, but now I look at it, well, the colors of the rainbow are all gathered together.

   "Why do you insist on cyan?" Meng Jiyan looked at the vestments, and then at Gu Qingmo's face.

  Seriously, although Gu Qingmo has an ice cube face, this face is good-looking enough that no matter what color of clothes it can hold up.

  Meng Jiyan subconsciously touched his face, and all he touched was a large beard on one hand, which was quite thorny.

  Gu Qingmo saw him like this, he couldn't help but took out the flying knife that shaved Mo Chuli's head and Xiao Hei's hair too.

   "Do you need me to shave for you?"

  Gu Qingmo holds the knife, it looks like a murder weapon at any time, especially that face, which is cold.

   Meng Jiyan's eyes widened, and he didn't seem to have any deterrent force, "Take the knife away, I won't shave your beard!"

  Gu Qingmo put away the flying knife very simply, "Then let's continue to talk about the issue of French clothing."

  Meng Jiyan didn't know if there was something wrong with his eyes, he seemed to see regret on Gu Qingmo's face, it was a ghost.

   "I see, the cyan vestment, I'll make it for you."

   "I want to add another mana boost to the vest."

   "Okay, plus plus, hurry up, don't disturb me."

   Meng Jiyan always felt that if he continued, his beard would be lost.

  Gu Qingmo looked at the vestments, then looked at Meng Jiyan, "You can also melt these six vestments."

   Meng Jiyan felt that Gu Qingmo was farting, "What did you say?"

   "melt in."

   "Do you know what you're talking about?"

   "Can't you do it?"

   "Fuck, how can I not do it!"

   "Then I'll leave it to you." After Gu Qingmo finished speaking, he left immediately.

   Meng Jiyan felt that he should shave his beard, and sooner or later he would be wiped out by Gu Qingmo.

   Incorporating an already refined magic weapon into a newly forged magic weapon is not an ordinary consumption of spiritual power, and the difficulty is not attainable by ordinary people.

   Although Meng Jiyan can do it, it really takes a lot of spiritual energy.

   Moreover, the abilities of the blessings on these six vestments are all different, and it is extremely difficult to integrate them perfectly.

   And Gu Qingmo also specified cyan!

   No, this thing is so difficult to deal with, if he gets it out for Gu Qingmo for free, wouldn't he be at a loss!

   Gu Qingmo, who returned to Jianfeng, had no idea that Meng Jiyan was thinking about how to make her bleed.

   She just wants to solve Chu Xu's problem now.

   Mo Chuli, who was wearing his underwear, was meditating on the bed. He felt the breath of Gu Qingmo coming back, and immediately put on his shirt and ran out.

   However, I never thought that Gu Qingmo would go directly to Chu Xu's room.

   Master and apprentice did not see above, Mo Chuli stood in front of the door, thought about it, and returned to the bed.

  Although he knew that Gu Qingmo would not respond to him, and he was ready for unrequited love, he still felt a sense of loss in his heart.

  —Why do you have to be in unrequited love? If you like it, take it.

  —Is it because she practiced the ruthless way? What does that matter? Ruining her way won't kill her, but her cultivation will dissipate.

  —It’s just immortality, what’s so difficult for cultivators? As long as there are enough pills to prolong life, more than 180 years is not a problem at all.

  —What are you still hesitating about? Because that's your master? What about Master, as long as the two are in love, why can't you be together.

  —As long as the strength is strong enough, those who destroy your feelings can be eliminated.

  —and that power, I can give you, to be… no, even beyond God.

   Mo Chuli, who was sitting on the bed, gradually lost his spirits, and his black and white pupils were completely dyed black.

   Like a puppet, he got out of bed stiffly.

   "It's really troublesome, I should have cleaned you up in the first place."

   A woman appeared in the room at some point.

  The long white-gold hair is flying, the blue eyes are like a deep pool, and the dress is also a similar light yellow.

  Mo Chuli seemed to have seen something terrifying, she retreated in horror, and finally fell down on the bed.

   A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from Mo Chuli's body, with a final desperate counterattack, "Cang Yunchen, you lunatic! You haven't left yet!"

   The corners of Yunchen's lips were slightly raised, and the faint smile carried a terrifying danger and oppression, "It's not you that I want to see, I want Feng Keke to come out."

   "Heh, what are you talking about? What kind of cocoa? I don't know!"

   Yunchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile became more and more dangerous, "Feng Keke, stop pretending, with my ability, how could I let Mo Chuli be contaminated with dirty things on his body when he separated."

   Therefore, the only conclusion she can draw is that this avatar has been manipulated.

   Mo Chuli on the bed suddenly summoned his little dagger and put it on his neck.

   Yunchen casually watched him slowly cut a bloodstain out of his neck, and said sarcastically, "Why, do you think you can threaten me with a clone of Mo Chuli? If I don't have one, I can do the second one."

  Mo Chuli's movements stopped suddenly, this time, what came out of his body was not a man's voice, but a woman's voice, a crazy woman.

   "Hahaha, yes, His Highness is so capable, even modifying their memories is not a problem. After all, their memories have already been modified by you once."

   "Furthermore, Your Highness is so beautiful in her original appearance, the servant is really really..."

   Yunchen's smile faded a bit, and his azure blue eyes were finally stained with a bit of disgust and hatred.

Feng Keke seemed to deliberately say something that could irritate Yun Chen, "Oh, as soon as I talk about this, the slaves start to itch. Your Highness is not only powerful, but also ruthless! Killing husbands, children and friends is really amazing. It's gone!"

  The smile on Yunchen's face disappeared completely, this time he didn't want to say a word, and a golden flame rose directly on Mo Chuli's body.

   Lost his mind, Mo Chuli hugged his head and shouted, so painful that he wanted to kill himself with the dagger in his hand.

   Yunchen grabbed the dagger and threw it back to its original place.

   But, Mo Chuli rolled all over the floor in pain.

   Yunchen set up a barrier in the room, so that Gu Qingmo didn't notice anything strange here.

   Until Mo Chuli's eyes gradually returned to black and white, Yun Chen withdrew the flame.

  If there was a third person present, they would find that Mo Chuli was in so much pain from being burned by the flames, but his body was unscathed, and even his ordinary underwear was not damaged in any way.

   Yunchen glanced at the bloodstains on Mo Chuli's neck, thought about it, and let it go.

   Let Gu Qingmo be mentally prepared in advance, otherwise, it will be troublesome when the time comes.

   Moreover, Feng Keke was wrong a little, Gu Qingmo was not among the people who modified her memory.

   Flying Knife: We are for flying, not for shaving hair and beard! !

   ps: Miss Yunchen's surname is Cang. In addition, the chapter with memory modification is in Chapter 27

  

  

   (end of this chapter)