Have a good sleep in the rest area, third floor, room 305.
Green light flashed.
Mu Yingshan's handsome face appeared in front of Yuan Qingli, very close at hand.
Mu Yingshan, who was in the air, was about to fall onto the bed. He quickly called out the sword and brought it to the side with him.
"Why are you summoning me while you're sleeping in bed?"
Mu Yingshan was actually a little angry.
He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"Hahaha, you have to choose a place when I ask you to do it?" Yuan Qingli smiled weakly, feeling a little warmer in his heart. This teammate doesn't seem to be too bad.
"Why do you look so embarrassed every time I see you?"
Mu Yingshan looked down at Yuan Qingli from a high position, his tone unable to conceal his helplessness.
Yuan Qingli had no strength to speak anymore, and she rolled her eyes powerlessly.
If she wasn't embarrassed, would she still need to summon the props?
"Who's there!" An alert voice came from outside the door.
"Shh." Yuan Qingli made a silencing gesture.
"It's me." The voice was gentle, but filled with uncontrollable indifference and anger.
"Hey, you're here again!" It was Jin Wuwu's voice, with her unique cute accent at the end.
"Yes, this is my place, why can't I come?"
"Then you have to make an agreement first. I got this place seriously. It's mine now! It's mine!"
"It's yours, can't I come? I'm a customer now, your service object."
"It's okay to come, you're welcome to check in, but if you want to open a guest... it would be bad if you open the wrong door."
"Oh, I went to the wrong place. Sorry, I'll go back right now." This tone didn't sound like an apology.
"Hmph." A displeased sound came from Jin Wuwu's nose.
The footsteps gradually faded away, seeming to go to the second floor.
Yuan Qingli felt strange that the person talking to Jin Wuwu was obviously a female voice, so why did she go to the man's residence on the second floor?
"Sister Yuan, are you asleep?"
Got no response.
"It seems that he fell asleep." Jin Wuwu said to himself and slowly left, eight spider legs beating rhythm on the wooden board.
Wait until the footsteps disperse until there is no sound.
Mu Yingshan squatted down, put his thin and slender fingers on the center of Yuan Qingli's eyebrows, and said in an inaudible voice, "Okay, let me take a look."
"There's nothing wrong with my brain, but my stomach hurts." Yuan Qingli corrected softly.
Without making any ambiguous pulling movements, Mu Yingshan's hand fell directly on Yuan Qingli's abdomen.
A trace of aqua spiritual flame overflowed from his fingers, and before the spiritual flame took shape, it was extinguished in an instant.
Mu Yingshan twitched the corners of his lips and pretended to sigh: "I only have a spiritual energy, but I can't use it. It's such a waste. If you were in my world, you would be beaten to death for such a waste."
Yuan Qingli closed her eyes, now is the time when I need you to sigh?
Can't you see I'm in pain?
After more than two hundred years of experience, I have become like a dog.
Opening it again, it took a lot of effort to say a complete sentence: "Give me one of those two-hundred-year-old Lotus Qing Pills from last time."
Relieving the physical pain was the top priority. The pain really made her lose her ability to think.
It was an almost unconscious, puppet-like feeling that was heart-wrenching and unstoppable.
"There are only five hundred years left, and I only have this one, keeping it to save my life." Mu Yingshan's brows were calm with a hint of anger, "Why should I give it to you?"
Suddenly, he chuckled lowly, his eyes dark and deep.
Yuan Qingli seemed to see the man in black clothes and holding a magic sword in the original novel——
Facing thousands of troops, one man and one sword.
The sky is full of sneers, and the blue waves of sword energy are horizontal.
Trampling corpses all over the field, bleeding and floating in the oars.
The fire behind him was dazzling.
Then, this fire approached him, and he looked at it with indifference.
"So what if we live together and prosper together, don't you know, if we are not free, I will love you more and die together."
Yuan Qingli shook his head.
Pain swept through her limbs, and she coughed violently.
