Mu Xiyun held his hands around her waist and said softly, "I'm here, I'm up!"

Gu Qingqiao refused, and still hugged him tightly. The two people's body temperature blended together, and the temperature warmed their hearts.

After a long silence, the two stood up. Gu Qingqiao reached out and took off a piece of dry grass from Mu Xiyun's long hair, and pulled his neckline up slightly. There, a small red spot stood out in sight, which was sucked out when he lost control just now...

Mu Xiyun shrank her neck, she also closed her neckline, raised her head and glared at him.

The two returned to their residence together, and when they entered the door, they felt a little guilty.

Letting go of the clenched hands, Gu Qingqiao lowered his face and walked quickly into the house.

Su Yanjun and Zhu Yicheng were still chatting in the hall, and when they saw him coming in, their expressions were still gloomy, and they hurriedly looked at Mu Xiyuan who walked in later.

Mu Xiyun blinked at them and made a "it's all right" gesture.

The two of them were relieved. At this time, Gu Qingqiao had entered the room and closed the door, so they went back to their rooms.

Today, saw the villagers for more than half a day, and what happened just now was too exciting. Mu Xiyuan only felt dizzy for a while.

In the dream, there seems to be a pair of warm hands caressing the side of the face, Jiuku Mosuo.

Early the next morning, when Mu Xiyun walked out of the room, Gu Qingqiao was coming out of Huang Zelin's room.

The gloom of the previous day seemed to have disappeared, Gu Qingqiao smiled at him in a good mood, and whispered: "I told Elder Huang, but it was of no use. I was only six years old when my mother left. We are in the Demon Abyss again, and I don't know what happened."

"Are you... okay?" Mu Xiyun was still a little worried.

"If you want to say that you have no grudges at all, how is that possible? But," Gu Qingqiao leaned over to him with a smile, and said softly, "Don't I still have you here?"

A sentence brought back memories of last night, Mu Xiyun blushed again, and hurriedly turned to go to the dining room.

Soon after breakfast, a group of people went to the array.

It's been a few days, but they are entangled in various affairs. Several people have not yet set foot on the magic circle. At this moment, they are a little impatient. After entering the magic circle, they each find a place and start practicing.

Half a month has passed in a hurry, and the days in Baihua Valley are quiet and long. A few people practiced during the day, and at night at their residence, drinking tea or playing chess, and occasionally discussing some cultivation methods, they all gained a lot.

Every night, Mu Xiyuan and Gu Qingqiao would go for a walk by the river, walk and chat, secretly hold hands and kiss, and they would not go back after being together for half an hour.

Qin Le is the busiest. He often goes to Cheng Yinji's hut to help him do this and that. He climbs and descends the cliff many times, and his fear of heights is almost gone.

Only Zhu Yicheng was alone, and he felt restless every day when he was free. He took a walk with Mu and Gu, and went to the big waterwheel with Qin Le, and he felt that he could not be relieved. Later, simply dragged a chair, sat in the yard, and stared in the direction of Baihua Villa.

The season has arrived in July, and the summer is still reluctant to leave. The valley is humid and sultry.

On this day, everyone went to the magic circle to practice as usual, and did not stop until the sun rose overhead, sitting in the shade of the tree to rest for a while.

Cheng Yinji went to his residence and brought a large pot of red bean and barley soup cooked by Aunt Zhang and distributed it to everyone.

Zhu Yicheng was drinking water while chatting with Qin Le. Suddenly, he put down the bowl, jumped up, and strode forward.

A green shadow flashed in front, and Luo Qingwen was already standing in front of the crowd.

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Chapter 90 Plague

Luo Qingwen greeted everyone with a smile on her face, but her eyes were a little haggard, and there was a faint blue and black under her eyes, as if she hadn't slept well.

Huang Zelin waved to her, waited for her to sit down beside him, and asked softly, "How is your father's illness? I gave him a prescription for recuperation half a month ago. Make some adjustments to the situation. You can take a look, too."

Luo Qingwen looked at her great-grandfather and hesitated.

Huang Zelin asked curiously, "What? But what do you think is wrong with that recipe?"

"Ah, no." Luo Qingwen shook her head. "I went home that day, met my father, and saw the recipe opened by my great-grandfather."

It was said that Luo Qingwen chose to go home in the afternoon because she wanted to avoid Luo Ziqi. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the house, the two bumped into each other.

Luo Ziqi suffered her loss in Lingshan, and when she saw her, she hummed angrily, Luo Qingwen just lowered her head, called her brother in a low voice, and planned to enter the inner hall.

Luo Ziqi stretched out his hand to stop her, and whispered viciously: "Our business is not over yet, be careful with me!"

When the provocation was in front of her eyes, Luo Qingwen was not afraid, she raised her head and raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you want?"

Luo Ziqi has had a headache for this concubine since he was a child.

Although Luo Qingwen was a prostitute, she never felt inferior. When it comes to family-based medical skills, Luo Qingwen has been in the town's pharmacy clinic at the age of fourteen, and now she is able to take charge of her own; when it comes to cultivation talent, she is even more diligent in practicing, and she is much better than her lazy son-in-law. If it wasn't for her young age and the fact that the dancer's daughter couldn't stand on the stage, she would have compared him to the big brother long ago.

At this time, facing her unafraid eyes, Luo Ziqi only felt itchy teeth, and said bitterly in her ear: "Don't be complacent, when I take the seat of the head of the family, the first thing is to treat you Get out!"

Luo Qingwen squinted at him, didn't say anything, just walked away.

In the inner hall, met father. Luo Jinan was lying on the couch with a gray face, his body could hardly move, and his mind was not very clear.

Although Luo Qingwen didn't have much father-son relationship with the person in front of her, but after all, she was her biological father, and she still had some blood ties. Immediately, he took his hand and checked the pulse carefully.

Luo Jinan was born in Baihua Villa. He grew up in a small star holding the moon, and developed a playful son. He was romantic all his life and had countless confidantes. In addition to the wife, there are a lot of concubines in the house, and there are countless wild food outside the village. Years of prostitution and lust hollowed out his body early, but he had to look like the owner of a family. Luo Jinan had actually been relying on the secret recipe in the valley to maintain his health.