In the palace of the Guangming Sect.
Qiu'er saw Murong Dai coming back and immediately went to greet her.
"Sister Murong, you are back." Qiu'er stepped forward and added a cloak to her.
Murong Dai sat on the bed and asked Qiu'er, "Do Third Uncle and the others know that I'm going out today?"
"I don't know." Qiu'er replied: "Don't worry, Sister Murong, this time you go to the capital to inquire about the situation. No one knows about it."
But she also persuaded with embarrassment: "But... Qiu'er still wants to advise Sister Murong that it is best not to risk going to the capital alone. The capital is now heavily guarded. If you are discovered by the court, Then our entire religion will lose its backbone.”
Murong Dai smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. In short, just don't talk to Third Uncle and Da Hei."
"Okay, Qiu'er knows."
Qiu'er said, then brought a basin of water and planned to wash Murong Dai's hands.
During the process, she found that Murong Dai was in a good mood after returning, so she asked: "Sister Murong, did you discover anything when you went to the capital today?"
"Huh?" Murong Dai came back to her senses, "I didn't find anything. I just observed the patrol time of the soldiers guarding the palace."
"Oh." Qiu'er nodded after hearing this.
When Murong Dai saw her suddenly asking this question, she became curious: "Qiu'er, why do you ask this?"
"It's nothing, I just saw that Sister Murong seemed to be in a good mood after she came back today, so I thought something good had happened to her." Qiu'er replied with a smile.
Murong Dai raised her eyebrows slightly and wondered: "I seem to be in a good mood?"
"Yes, when I saw you just now, you still had a smile on your face." Qiu'er tried: "Sister Murong, have you met the right man?"
"There is no such thing as a good husband." Murong Dai suddenly thought of the talkative Xue Mu and said, "I just met an ordinary person with a smooth tongue."
"Then this man is definitely not an ordinary person." Qiu'er was curious: "I guess he must be a handsome man, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a talented look."
"stop."
Murong Dai knocked her on the head: "Don't be a nymphomaniac, he is even blind."
"Huh? Blind?" Qiu'er sighed: "It's a pity that I can't see Sister Murong's peerless face."
When Murong Dai heard this, her unsmiling face turned a little red, and then she said with disgust: "Go, go, kid, talk nonsense."
"No, everyone in the world doesn't know that our leader of the Guangming Sect has conquered the country and conquered the city. It's a pity that our leader is like a fairy in the sky. No one can look down on her if she doesn't move her heart."
"Qiu'er!"
"Qiu'er excuses himself~"
Qiu'er left, leaving Murong Dai alone in the palace.
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
For so many years, Murong Dai had always refused face to face when some martial arts sect leaders came to welcome her.
As long as that thing is not completed, she will not think about these children's feelings.
Thinking of this, she recalled Xue Mu.
"A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime; a teacher for a day... a teacher for a day, a teacher for a lifetime..."
Murong Dai had never accepted a disciple.
Of course, she didn't believe that Xue Mu could survive this Chunyang Pill.
Therefore, the possibility of Xue Mu becoming his closed disciple is almost zero.
When the time comes, she can make a fuss out of this matter and force Xue Mu to do things for herself and the Guangming Sect.
"That boy must be horny now."
...
At this moment, in the front hall.
Xue Mu looked at Leng Mei and Xu Ruyan and said: "I will start practicing later, there may be some movement, but don't be afraid, I'm fine, you don't need to come see me, you know?"
Xu Ruyan knew that Xue Mu knew martial arts and believed in his strength.
She nodded: "Okay, then, young master, what do we need to do for you?"
"No, just go back to your room and sleep peacefully." Xue Mu replied.
Leng Mei reminded at this time: "You need to be careful when practicing, don't be in a hurry."
"I know, Sister Leng, don't worry." Xue Mu smiled.
Just like that, the two women went back to their rooms.
However, while returning to the room, Leng Mei looked back at Xue Mu.
Xue Mu also returned to the room.
In fact, he is not afraid that there is poison in it.
Judging from the two encounters with the leader of the Light Sect.
The demonic remarks circulating outside can almost certainly be attributed to the imperial court.
But if you think about it, it's normal.
After all, from the court's point of view, the Demonic Cult is an organization that wants to fight against resistance.
Naturally, it has to be discredited.
He now basically believes that Ding Laosan will not do such a thing as raping a civilian girl.
I'm afraid these are just charges imposed by the imperial court on the members of the Demon Cult.
He carefully poured the powder into his hand.
I squeezed it with my hands.
A small ball.
Not big.
Tiny.
It does smell like Chinese herbal medicine.
Xue Mu struggled for a few seconds, thinking that if this pill was really effective, it would further improve his strength.
Besides, he had already opened his pulse to the third level, so he wouldn't be able to bear such a little torture.
You underestimate him!
Immediately, he took it on the spot.
Suddenly, an indescribable force spread rapidly from the body and ignited like a flame.
Xue Mu tried his best to control his emotions and immediately began to meditate to calm down.
But more and more heat waves surged into his body, causing waves of severe pain.
His body began to tremble non-stop, as if he was undergoing the most painful torture in the world.
"This feeling... is more intense than I imagined..."
A trace of panic flashed in Xue Mu's eyes, and he didn't know if he could bear it.
His headache was so severe that it felt like he was being stabbed with countless needles.
The sweat on his forehead kept coming out, his teeth were clenched, and his body became extremely hot.
For a moment, he felt that his whole body was about to be swallowed up by flames.
As time passes little by little.
He felt as if his consciousness was about to disappear.
Xue Mu's heart was beating wildly in his chest, and every beat seemed to tear his body apart, leaving him heartbroken.
Xu Ruyan and Leng Mei were aware of the movement in the room.
They walked out together.
Xu Ruyan looked at Leng Mei and said nervously: "Sister Leng, does this practice have to be so painful?"
At this time, Leng Mei frowned.
Logically speaking, practicing Qigong does not require this.
Unless he went crazy or took some unbearable pills.
Leng Mei then comforted Xu Ruyan and said, "If you want to become stronger, you have to pay the price. We have to believe in Xiao Mu. Ruyan, go to sleep."
"Okay...okay."
Xu Ruyan returned to the room again.
But before closing the door, she still looked in the direction of Xue Mu's house.
Leng Mei looked at it and felt a little uneasy.
But Xue Mu said, no matter what, you can't come in.
So, she thought about it and went back to her room.
Time passed like this minute by minute, and Xue Mu's consciousness gradually weakened.
He breathed hard, lost his center of gravity, and fell directly onto the bed.
The feeling of being half awake and half dreaming, combined with the burning sensation all over his body and the near-collapse state, made him very painful.
He always felt like he was constantly being filled with blood, as if he was about to explode.
Now Xue Mu knows that co-authoring this thing is comparable to the modern Wei Ge.
Make him feel uncomfortable all over.
In this groggy state.
He vaguely heard the door opening.
But he was no longer conscious and his hearing had declined significantly.
I don’t know if it’s Xu Ruyan or Leng Mei.
Xue Mu only knew that he was originally uncomfortable.
With a slender hand gently holding it.
He could clearly feel the changes in his body.
Just when he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.
Under the bright moonlight from the window, the reflection of the little head on the wall slowly lowered...
