Facing their direction, a white shadow flashed on the plane tree. Mo Bing seemed to feel something, but when she turned her head to examine it carefully, only the leaves of the sycamore tree trembled in the morning light.

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Chapter 60

There is no entrustment on this day, it is a day to concentrate on cultivation.

Su Yanjun got up early in the morning and said hello to Qin Le, who had also just walked out of the door, but Mu Xiyuan did not come out. The two knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded. Su Yanjun pushed open the door, and the house was clean, as if someone had slept.

In the middle of the hour, a disciple came to report, and Mu Xiyuan told someone to say that she went to the doctor yesterday, and it was too late, so she took a rest outside and returned later.

In Nanping Town, Mu Xiyuan walked out of the inn under the Jinjin Pavilion and let out a light breath, but felt even more chest tightness. Last night, Yu Jian came here with excitement, but at this moment, he was a little disappointed.

After leaving Zhang's house in the early morning, he found a remote and unoccupied house, lay on the roof of the house, and stayed for a long time.

He came to visit Qingqiao, and he only planned to take a look at him quietly, and he would be satisfied to see him safe and sound. But when he saw the two women walk out of his room and heard those words, a burst of anger suddenly rose in Mu Xiyuan's heart. Not yet understanding where this anger came from, Mu Xiyuan had already left Zhang's house and avoided it far away.

"Why is this?" Mu Xiyuan lay on the roof, carefully feeling her mood.

On the first day, he spent a day of free consultation, and had a few drinks after dinner and after returning to the village. When he should have a good rest, Yu Jian ran hundreds of miles, and Mu Xiyun couldn't hold it anymore. The morning sun shines warmly on the body, making people drowsy.

Gu Qingqiao's deep eyes narrowed lightly, with an uninhibited smile at the corners of his mouth, his hands lazily opened, and his thin lips opened and closed softly calling: "Come, come to me!" Mu Xiyuan happily stepped forward, but why Can't even move.

His feet slammed hard on the ground, but to no avail. He didn't make an inch for a long time. He wanted to fly away with the sword, but he couldn't squeeze the sword right, and the Tao Xin didn't obey. He was sweating profusely, his eyes fixed on the green bridge in the distance.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and the beautiful woman she saw at night, with a graceful figure, jumped from behind her and ran over him. The frivolous red hair fluttered behind her, making it even more charming.

Mu Xiyuan watched helplessly as the woman's fair arms wrapped around Qing Qiao's neck, "Go away, go away!" He roared at the woman. The two of them spoke intimately as if they didn't hear it, then turned and left.

The pain in my heart was terrible, and there was an urge to draw a sword. Mu Xiyun screamed and opened her eyes suddenly.

The sun was dazzling, Mu Xiyuan rolled over and sat up, and after a while, she buried her head in her arms.

Is that... jealousy? What am I jealous of?

The intense emotion in the dream made him feel a little scared, which he had never experienced before.

But he clearly knew that this kind of feeling had always existed, but he had never really faced it.

Do you have that kind of intention towards Qingqiao? So what does he think of me?

The heart was like a mess, and hundreds of knots were randomly tied. Mu Xiyuan was short of breath. She wanted to go back to find Gu Qingqiao, but she was faintly afraid.

What if he doesn't treat me like I do?

As if escaping, Mu Xiyuan fell to the ground and forced herself to recall what she was going to do today. Only then did she remember that the three of them had agreed to go to the magic circle today. Now that he is in Nanping, he will not be able to go back no matter what.

After washing her face with water from the well in the backyard of the house, Mu Xiyuan became more awake and went to the inn belonging to Lord Jin Jin to bring a message to Su Yanjun, and walked around the street in a daze.

Zhang's house is not going to go. When he thinks of it, Mu Xiyun has an urge to run away. It is not good to use swords in the town. With the flow of people out of the town, Mu Xiyun walked along the official road towards Shanhaicheng. go.

When he was in a place with no one, he walked with his sword.

On the way from Nanping Town to the Dharma Array, there is Yinfeng Mountain. According to legend, a phoenix once built a nest in the mountain, attracting hundreds of birds to come to court. Now that the phoenix has flown south, there are many exotic flowers and plants left in the mountains, which are good materials for pharmaceutical alchemy.

Mu Xiyuan was upset at this time, and urgently needed to do something to change her mood. Seeing that it was still early, she turned into the mountain road and planned to bring some herbs back to the medicine hall near the magic circle.

Yinfeng Mountain is steep, and many rare herbs grow on the cliffs, which are inaccessible to people.

Mu Xiyun used the Cloud-Crossing Art to climb up the cliff like a cloud. Putting all his attention on the cliffs and herbs made him feel a lot more relaxed. In no time, the harvest will be full.

Climbing on the protruding rock with one hand, Mu Xiyun took a breath and turned her head to look behind her. A small river at the foot of the mountain is shining with golden light and slowly flows to Nanping Town.

Nanping Town... Mu Xiyuan looked back.

There was a sudden exclamation from the top of the mountain, followed by the golden sound of weapons intersecting. Small sandstones fell from the cliff, and some people were forced to the edge of the cliff.

"Who are you?" an old man shouted, "Why..."

Before the words fell, someone groaned, followed by a chaotic sound, and a cyan figure fell straight from above.

Mu Xiyun had already made preparations when he first heard the movement, and when he saw the figure fall, he immediately shook his hand and threw a slender white silk ribbon. Entering spiritual power in her hand, Bai Ling seemed to be alive, dexterously wrapping the man in midair. Mu Xiyun pulled back with force, and the man who fell off the cliff immediately stopped falling and was hanged at his feet.

The person on the cliff seemed to have walked away, and Mu Xiyuan quietly waited for another stick of incense before pulling the person to his side, tying it to his back with white silk, and carefully descended the cliff.

It was an old man with a hundred beards and hair, and he looked quite young. On the belt of the blue cloth robe, two Qiankun bags were tied, and it seemed that he was also a practitioner. The scabbard hangs around his waist, and the long sword is nowhere to be seen.

Mu Xiyuan tried the old man's breath, the breath was not evenly strong and weak, and then saw that there were sword marks all over his body, stained with blood on his green robe, and the most serious injury was a slap on the chest.