Mu Yun pursed his lips and said, "It's nothing, I just go this way by the way."

"Song the way?" Jiang Shaocai laughed when he heard, "Then your path is too narrow. I don't like someone playing mystery in front of me. I ask you the last time, who sent you here?"

"nobody."

Jiang Shaocai's devilish energy condensed the growth sword in his palm, and suddenly landed on Mu Yungui's neck: "Don't tell me?"

As a human, Jiang Shaocai helped the beasts to slaughter his clan. He has long been cursed by thousands of people, and he is also making rapid progress and using soldiers like gods. The advantages of all decent monks are all disadvantages in him. Jiang Shaocai has long been accustomed to those people looking at him with disgust and fear, especially after he released his signature black magic, those people will cry and beg at first, and the ugliness will come out. Once he realizes that Jiang Shaocai will not let go. When they left, their cheeks changed drastically, and they swear viciously. After listening for a long time, it was actually quite interesting.

He thought he would see the same look this time. However, the woman raised her head, her eyes did not dodge abhorrence, she was open and clear, as if she was just answering his question: "I said no. Even if there is, I will follow you for myself."

Jiang Shaocai was in a daze, she even dared to stare at him? She was obviously weaker than everyone he had killed before. Didn't she know that as long as he moved a little finger, he could break her slender neck?

Jiang Shaocai squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Are you challenging me?"

Mu Yungui remained silent, bowing his head to clean the wound on his hand. Although he did not speak, his attitude was very uncooperative, and he faintly complained about Jiang Shaocai. Jiang Shaocai discovered that this woman was really courageous, and she dared to ignore him openly. Is she relying on something else or is she mentally ill?

Jiang Shaocai put away the devilish energy in the palm of his hand, bent his waist slightly, his icy fingers strangled Mu Yun's throat. His eyes under the mask stared at her motionlessly, carefully scanning every inch of Mu Yungui's face: "You seem to be quite sure that I will not kill you."

Jiang Shaocai bullied him closer, and Mu Yungui was forced to raise his face and face him straight. She saw Jiang Shaocai's dark mask, she was not afraid, and said quietly, "You won't."

Jiang Shaocai sneered at the corners of his lips, and tightened his fingers: "Are you threatening me?"

"I believe you." Jiang Shaocai's slender fingers were on Mu Yungui's neck, her head leaned back, and her slender neck became more and more like a swan, making people suspicious that it broke when she tried hard. Mu Yungui looked into Jiang Shaocai's black pupil earnestly, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, you are a very important person to me. Even if everyone in the world doubts you, as long as you say no, I will believe it."

Her neck was in his hands, Jiang Shaoci could feel the blood vessels beating under his palm, warm and weak, filled with warm blood, beating one after another. As long as he exerts a little bit of force, this soft neck will hang down like a swan, and the boring sound of blood vessel beating will no longer disturb him.

Jiang Shaoci held it for a long time, but his fingers couldn't tighten as if he had his own consciousness. He drew her closer, pressed her face and asked, "Do you know me?"

The bridge of Mu Yungui's nose was almost attached to his mask. This mask was made of some kind of black metal, hard and cold, and even Mu Yungui's face was shrouded in coldness. She nodded gently and said, "You are Jiang Shaocai, of course I know you."

He didn't know why, he sneered, and said: "After doing it for a long time, it turns out that you recognize me as someone else. I'm not Jiang Shaochu."

"You are." Mu Yungui had been docile and docile before, but here was suddenly tough. She stared at Jiang Shaocai’s red eyes, and said: "I will save you back, watching you lose all your skills, and watching you stand up again. I walked through the sky with you, and of course I recognize you. ."

Jiang Shaocai understood. He cast a ridiculously blank look and said, "So, you still think that this world is fake, and I'm also fake?"

Mu Yungui nodded his head in a serious manner, Jiang Shao decided to look at her, suddenly let go of his hand, and straightened up condescendingly.

Turned out to be a fool. He had heard of certain women, especially young women, who would fantasize in his mind that they were living a different life. Obviously, this man thought so realistically that he even believed it.

But having said that, she can understand Ning Qingli, who is imagining the bones of immortal wind, and the young fairy who casts demons and exterminates demons, even if she fantasizes about Nangong Xuan. Why do you want to fantasize about him?

Is your brain sick?

Since knowing that she has a bad brain, it doesn't seem to matter that this burden continues to follow. Jiang Shaocai turned around and walked towards the depths of the cold night. The woman behind him seemed to feel his retreat. She became more unscrupulous and followed him brazenly. Jiang Shaocai was upset listening to the footsteps behind him, he turned his head sternly, the woman was kneading his ankle, and when she noticed him coming back, she lifted her face in surprise.

Jiang Shaocai glanced at her swollen ankle, wearing these shoes in the Gobi, saying that she was stupid and overestimated her. Mu Yungui found his sight lingering on her calves and ankles, he couldn't help pulling his cloak, and asked vigilantly: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Shaocai noticed her movements and sneered, asking if he hadn't seen a woman before? He looked more coquettish than Mu Yungui, and took off less than her, he had seen him, how could he be confused by her kind of trash little snack? With irony, he said: "Your method is too old-fashioned."

Mu Yungui tilted his head in surprise, staring at him with wet eyes: "What?"

Jiang Shaocai gave up, forget it, this is a fool, talking nonsense with her. I don't know when the six-legged tiger came over, with a tall body in front, and the wind immediately turned weaker. Mu Yungui breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to use a tiger as a mount. It was indeed Jiang Shaocai's style. But this tiger can take half a foot in one step, and I am afraid it will not be easy next.

Mu Yun thought that Jiang Shaocai asked Tiger to come and hurry, but he didn't expect him to sit on the ground, revealing a posture of cultivation. Other monsters are also scattered around in an orderly manner, guarding and watching the wind to perform their duties. Mu Yungui was slightly surprised, but Jiang Shaocai closed his eyes and said in a gloomy voice: "When I practice, I don't like being disturbed by others. If I want to survive, I don't want to make a sound."

Mu Yungui's ankle was already unable to hurry, so naturally he couldn't ask for it. Mu Yungui nodded slightly, then carefully found a flat place to sit down. After sitting down, the cloak was obviously not enough. She lowered her head to deal with the wound on her hand, and her snow-white calf was exposed, slender and straight, hazy, as if it would glow in the night.

Mu Yun Guizheng carefully cleaned up the scratches, and suddenly a shadow fell on his head, and then a warm blanket came down. Mu Yungui was stunned and he was covered by his clothes pocket. She pulled away the black furry collar, her eyes widened, like a panicked deer.

The young man sat in front, without a big cloak, and it became more and more slender that he was tall, with a broad shoulders and a straight back. He didn't look back, he didn't seem to mean to speak. Mu Yungui raised his clothes and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Jiang Shaocai said in a cold voice: "Be quiet, don't make any noise."

Mu Yungui curled his lips and flipped his cloak with great effort. I don't know what animal fur was made of this black cloak. It was dense and heavy, with his body temperature on it, and it was very warm when covered. Mu Yungui curled up inside, and there was still a lot of space left.

Mu Yungui flattened the Greatcloak, with his legs together and tucked into it, sleeping with his fur collar on his pillow. It has been a long time since Mu Yungui looked at the especially dark night sky above, and did not sleep for a long time. She really couldn't sleep, so she asked quietly, "Are you still there?"

There was no reply before, and Mu Yungui continued to speak for himself: "At what stage are you currently in cultivation?"

No one answered, Mu Yungui asked and answered: "I think your concentration of demon energy is about the same as before, it should be in the Open Yang state. You see, the cultivation base is the same, and you are not Jiang Shaoci."

Jiang Shaocai didn't want to care about her, but she could talk to herself regardless of her. It was too noisy. Jiang Shaoci sneered and said, "Are you really not afraid of death or pretending to be crazy?"

Mu Yun returned to a comfortable position, nestled in his clothes, and said: "When I first saw you, I thought you were acting crazy and acting stupid. You wanted to kill me at that time, but in the end it was not good. ."

Jiang Shaocai couldn't bear to open his eyes, it was the first time he saw that he thought his life was too long. He said: "Do you really think I dare not?"

Mu Yungui still didn't care: "You won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I will." Jiang Shaojii gathered a devilish energy in his palm, turning his head coldly, and the first thing he saw was that she was trapped in a pure black cloak, her palm-sized face leaning against the fur collar, and the black fluff surrounding her. On the side of his face, the skin became more fair and delicate. She only left one head outside, her hands and feet didn't show the slightest meaning, like a deer that had been stupidly binding her limbs. Once the danger came, she couldn't even run.

Suddenly, Jiang Shaoci’s anger couldn’t be sent out. Mu Yungui had no sense of crisis, and he was still chatting with Jiang Shaoci unilaterally: "When we were on Tianjue Island, we spent one night in the open air. But at that time it was. In summer, the sea climate is very warm, and there are beautiful stars in the sky."

Jiang Shaocai originally didn't believe her crazy words. Hearing this, he found that Mu Yungui's description was very similar to Tian Jue Island. He couldn't help but test: "You are familiar with the sea?"

"I grew up on the island for the first eighteen years, so how can I be unfamiliar with the ocean?" Mu Yungui sighed slightly, "It turns out that it has been so long. At that time, I felt Tianjue Island dull and rigid, since my mother died. After that, I always wanted to leave there, so I was so pleasantly surprised when I found you. I didn’t expect to realize that when I really left, I realized that the outside world is far more sinister than Tianjue Island. It's not worth mentioning in comparison. In contrast, Tianjue Island is isolated from the world, and it doesn't fight or grab, but it has the meaning of a paradise."

Jiang Shaocai narrowed his eyes and became vigilant: "Who are you on earth?"

"I said, my name is Mu Yungui." Mu Yungui yawned, and finally got some sleepiness, and said, "It is not the admiration you think, but the grazing Mu. Yun is The cloud of the cloud, the return is the return home, just opposite to Ci..."

As she said, her small face leaned against the fur collar, and she fell asleep completely. Jiang Shaocai watched her for a long time, slowly passing those words between his lips and teeth.

Mu Yun is back.

She trusts him very much, and there are many details of Tian Jue Island in her words. Rarely, do they really know each other?

Mu Yun hasn't been sleeping in the wild for a long time. The cold wind and the unfamiliar environment made her sleep unreliable. I don't know when she started dreaming.

In the dream, she seemed to have come to a warm and humid place, her body was endless blue, and the regular high tide could be heard from a distance. Mu Yun turned around and realized that this was Tian Jue Island.

Is it because I talked about Tianjue Island before going to bed? Why did she come back?

Mu Yun's return is unknown, so continue to move forward. She clearly remembered that the barrier of Tianjue Island was extinguished by Nangong Yan. When they left, Tianjue Island was already in a mess. But now, the house ferry is well displayed, and the altar can be seen not far away. Mu Yun thought back to her heart, this dream was so strange, she didn't care about Tianjue Island, what did she dream of Tianjue Island?

Her thoughts did not fall, and her body suddenly changed places. This time she was standing underground on Qixian Island, surrounded by damp caves, dripping with water. A team of immortal disciples guarded the entrance of the cave firmly, and everyone held a sword in his hand. It seemed that there was something dangerous in it, and they had to fight for twelve points.

Mu Yungui said softly, isn't this the clothes of the Promise faction and Yunshui Pavilion? Why are these people here? Mu Yungui immediately thought that the Promise faction and Yunshui Pavilion had indeed come to Tianjue Island. At that time, they disappeared for several days, their whereabouts were a mystery, and their expressions were tense. Everyone was talking in awe. Could it be that at that time they were not looking for Nangong Yan and others on the escape island, but searching for the cave?

Mu Yungui's heart shrank quickly. She couldn't know who was in the cave here.

Mu Yungui immediately wanted to run out, looking for "Mu Yungui" in his dream. She wanted to take a look at their house, even if there was no one inside, it was okay to tell her that "Mu Yungui" had already awakened Jiang Shaoci.

However, in her dream, the scenes and actions cannot be controlled by her at all. Mu Yun could not do without the cave. When she tried desperately, the people inside came out. They held the seal with their fingers hard, and the artifacts on their bodies were shining with all their strength. Mu Yungui saw the scene behind them clearly, his legs softened, and he suddenly understood whose dream it was.

In this world, or in the original plot of Nangong Xuan's great feat, Mu Yungui was not calculated by Dongfang Li, she was not washed into the cave by the dark tide, and she did not find the seal under the island. When the Promise faction and others arrived, Jiang Shaocai was still sleeping in the ice, feeling nothing.

He was taken back to the Immortal Realm Continent by those people. Mu Yungui was full of despair and rejection. She covered her eyes and didn't want to look at it, but Mengjing didn't pay attention to her voice. As time progressed bit by bit, she watched in vain as Jiang Shaoci was locked into the Promise dungeon, passed through her limbs by the chain of spirits, and was tortured weakly by the Absolute Spirit Formation.

He is obviously such a proud person, the most dazzling star in the world of cultivating immortals for thousands of years, but now he is locked in a dark dungeon, without water, food, not to mention medicinal materials. Those people were afraid that he would resist, so they didn’t let him have any extra strength. Every time he moved slightly, the chains on his wrists and shoulder blades would vibrate violently. The injuries on his body would continue to tear, heal, and tear again, with a layer of blood. The layers were dyed on the clothes, and they turned black in the end, and the original fabric was not visible at all.

It doesn't stop there. Someone from above will come down every once in a while, stun him with drugs, and then cut his wrist to let blood. He lost his cultivation base, his meridians were ruined, and his body was already full of holes. Every time he put a big bowl of blood, Mu Yun watched him lose weight every day, and the time he spent waking up became shorter and shorter every day. Waking up, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't see that this was the most sought after and most prestigious legendary genius ten thousand years ago.

The darkness will make people lose the sense of time. Since the Promise Sect, the dream has always been in the darkness, and Mu Yungui didn't know how long it had passed. He fell asleep again, Mu Yungui squatted, leaned against the edge of the cell, stretched out his hand and tried to reach his face.

His lips are chapped, and his eyebrows are frowning in his sleep, which must be uncomfortable. When Mu Yungui's fingertips were about to touch his profiled face, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his wrist. Mu Yun returned to his spirit and instinctively opened his eyes.

The sky was already bright before the eyes, and the tiger was lying not far away, licking the fur on his legs with boredom. Jiang Shaocai knelt halfway down in front of her, his face was cold, and his other hand held her wrist.

There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and she was awakened by the pain.

Mu Yungui stared at the person in front of him in a daze. After a while, he reacted, "It's dawn?"

"Yes." Jiang Shaocai said coldly, "You talked to yourself all night, I woke you up, you still want to attack me."

Mu Yungui didn't know what had happened just now, and he didn't know that it was actually not an attack. Seeing Mu Yungui's sleep more and more vigorously, Jiang Shaocai couldn't bear to come over and wake her up. But when Jiang Shaocai approached, he found Mu Yungui muttering to himself, with the intention of touching Jiang Shaocai's face. Jiang Shaocai had never been touched before. In his opinion, it was an attack. He instinctively blocked it, and then Mu Yungui woke up.

Mu Yungui's wrist was the same as it was broken. She had felt that Jiang Shaoci was strong before, but now it seems that he still has strength outside, and she has never felt his real strength. Mu Yungui didn't know the truth, and only thought it was his own fault. He struggled to get up and apologized: "Sorry, I didn't know it was you."

Jiang Shaocai caught a glimpse of a bruise on Mu Yun Guihao's wrist. Her skin was fair and flawless. At this moment, there was a bruise, like a crack on the porcelain, which was very eye-catching. Jiang Shaocai pursed his lips, said nothing, stood up and said coldly: "Wake up quickly, I'm leaving."

When Mu Yun just woke up, he also experienced a completely unpleasant dream, and his voice was hoarse. She replied in a low voice, and her voice was low and lazy, but she had no idea how attractive this sound was, she was still nestled in the cloak, tied her hair weakly. When she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of a pair of boots next to her, surprised: "Is this for me?"

Jiang Shaocai walked away far away, and the early morning wind passed through the hem of his clothes, and he didn't seem to hear it. Mu Yungui flattered and said thank you, stretched his feet into the warm cloak, and stepped into his boots.

I don't know what animal fur is made of these boots, they are very warm and strong. Mu Yungui put on his boots and jumped on the ground, unexpectedly fitting.

A thought came to Mu Yungui's mind, how does he know how big her feet are? But not far away, the Warcraft had already snorted impatiently, and Mu Yun would be delayed if he returned, so he hurriedly packed up and caught up with Jiang Shaoci's cloak.

The ankle was still swollen yesterday, and I don’t feel anymore walking today. Mu Yungui caught up with Jiang Shaocai, held his clothes and handed them to him, smiling slightly: "Your clothes, thank you last night."

Jiang Shaoci faintly muttered, staring at the horizon indifferently, and said, "Take it away."

Mu Yungui uttered, Jiang Shaoci's cloak was so big that it was wrapped in a large ball, and Mu Yungui's arms looked extremely slender. She brushed her fingers over the fluff on it unconsciously, and suddenly said, "Can you show me your body."