As soon as he finished speaking, the person who was still lying on the bed flew up and landed on the ground.

The scarlet color is like fire, and the glow is brilliant.

Rong Qing slowly raised her head, her eyes had already been covered with blood again, glowing with a strange light, gleaming with evil.

His eyes wandered in the air, not knowing where they landed.

And there was an intoxicating smile on his lips, and his mind couldn't help but shake.

But at this moment, he exuded a chilling and dangerous aura, extremely cold and forbidding.

Just like the poppy flower, it is beautiful but also poisonous.

"M-Miss Mu..." But the smile reflected in Mu Lin's eyes was like Shura's reincarnation, and his voice trembled, "Run quickly, Master, he will..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Rong Qingqing raised his hand and slapped him in the direction of Mu Lin.

Mu Lin was secretly frightened, rolled over suddenly, and managed to hide away.

But despite this, after the spiritual power wave brought by the palm wind dispersed, his internal organs were shaking together, and his stomach juices were tumbling.

However, this was not over yet. After Rong Qing stared at his subordinate for a few seconds, a cold and charming smile appeared on his lips again.

Raising his hand again, he was about to launch a second attack, and the location of the attack was exactly where Mu Lin's heart was.

"Rong Qing, no!" Seeing this scene, Jun Muqian blurted out. She turned over and held his hand fiercely, "He is yours."

He did not put away the spiritual power that was raging around him, so that when she got close to him, she was directly affected.

The pain is unbearable.

Jun Muzhen felt the taste of rust in her mouth, and waves of fishy sweetness filled her throat.

After she forcefully swallowed the blood that was about to spurt out, she spoke again, looked at him, and said word by word: "No."

Jun Muqian knew that Rong Qing was actually in an unconscious state at the moment. If he really killed Mu Lin, he would definitely not be able to accept it when he wakes up.

She could kill people, set fires, destroy corpses and wipe out traces for him, but she couldn't just watch him do things he regretted.

When Rong Qing heard this sentence, she tilted her head and seemed not to understand.

Those enchanting eyes slowly lowered, and their gaze fell on her face, motionless.

"Miss Mu!" Seeing this, Mu Lin lost his voice and was daring from her actions, "Let go quickly, the master will really kill you!"

He did not expect that this time his master's situation would be much more serious than last time.

Last time, the master only lost consciousness for a day and recovered quickly.

It seems that if the master is allowed to continue like this, the whole of Huaxu will be plunged into bloodshed.

Mu Lin was extremely nervous, sweat rolled down his forehead in large drops, and his breathing became rapid.

He was afraid that the man in scarlet clothes would directly kill this "ungrateful" person in the next second.

However, what happened next made Mu Lin's brain freeze.

Rong Qing did not make any bloody move, but slowly lowered his hand.

There was silence for a while——

At this time, Rong Qing glanced at Mu Lin coldly, her eyes still filled with blood, and slowly said five words: "Mumu, it's mine."

What?

Mu Lin, who was already prepared to risk his life, was stunned when he heard these words.

"You." Before he could recover from his confusion, he heard his master speak again. It was a nice voice, low and deep, "Don't come near."

As he said that, he looked at him with a vigilant look, showing a full sense of danger.

Mu Lin: "..."

He thought that there was nothing wrong with his ears, so why was he hearing hallucinations?

It shouldn't be like this, what is the problem?

Mu Lin was a little confused and stopped there motionless.

Jun Muqian breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what the reason was, at least Rong Qing didn't want to kill anyone, which was good.

"It's yours, no one will compete with you." She could only coax, "Be good, let me go first, okay?"

This time, Rong Qing understood. He glanced at her lazily and said slowly, "Okay, let's go have a rest."

But the body had no intention of moving.

Jun Muqian was silent for a moment and sighed: "Forget it, whoever made you go crazy, I won't do anything."

With difficulty, she brought Rong Qing back. When she was getting ready, her scalp suddenly hurt, and a strong force came from her, causing her to sit down again.

Jun Muqian hissed, took a breath of cold air, and pressed her head.

Then, when she took a closer look, she couldn't help but be a little stunned and found that her hair was tangled up by Rong Qing.

He seemed to be very careful, tying a knot in their hair.

After confirming that he would not let go automatically, Rong Qing was very satisfied. He smiled charmingly: "This way, Mumu will not leave me."

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian looked at him in disbelief: "Qingmei, you..."

What kind of childish tactics is this!

It's too childish.

Who could be so obsessed with being like him, with so many ways to tease people?

Lord Jun felt that she had met her match.

However, this opponent had no idea what he had done at this moment.

Rong Qing circled her, closed her eyes slightly, and began to close her eyes again to rest.

Mu Lin, who was "peeping" at the side, was also dumbfounded. He opened his mouth and his jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Mu, Miss Mu, master, what on earth is going on?"

He had not forgotten his master's previous words, so he stayed far away.

And he also believed that if he really came one step closer, his master would definitely kill him.

The reason for killing him was actually because of Miss Mu?

"Isn't he your master?" Jun Muqian pressed her forehead, thinking about how to save her hair safely, "Do you see what's going on?"

She felt that she was not raising beauties, but raising children.

"As Miss Mu said, this kind of situation has indeed happened to my master before." Mu Lin was also confused, "It was a thousand years ago, and that time my master..."

"Wait." He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Mu Lin looked at the woman in purple in confusion.

Jun Muqian coughed, her voice a little difficult: "You said...a thousand years ago?"

A thousand years ago?!

Her age in two lifetimes would have to be doubled five or six times, right?

"Yes, it was a thousand years ago." Mu Lin nodded, a little confused, "It was a thousand years ago that the master came to Huaxu for the first time."

After getting a definite answer, Jun Muxian felt that she had been shocked. She was silent for a moment: "May I ask, your master is noble this year?"

"I don't know." Mu Lin shook his head and said honestly, "When I was just born, I was already following my master."

Where was the master at that time?

He scratched his head. Time had passed so long that he had forgotten.

"I..." Jun Muqian took a deep breath and said slowly, "I actually looked away."

She always thought that Rong Qing was only in her early twenties, after all, she looked that way.

result!

Already a thousand years old?

No, it should be over a thousand years old.

Jun Muqian finally realized. No wonder he always minded her saying the word "old". It turned out to be because he was so much older than her.

However, a thousand years is indeed nothing in her eyes.

For cultivators, time is an endless thing.

Mu Lin asked doubtfully: "Why did you make a mistake?"

"It's okay." Jun Muqian waved her hand, "You can continue talking."

"Oh, a thousand years ago, I came to Huaxu Continent with my master." As expected, Mu Lin stopped asking and glanced at the man in scarlet clothes with lingering fear before saying, "Huaxu at that time

, still in the midst of war.”

Jun Muqian nodded slightly. Rong Qing was not from Huaxu Continent, but she had already guessed it.
To be continued...