Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

There are good and bad things about not shielding memory in the three-life mirror. The advantage is that it can be removed in time, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it will do something that does not conform to the identity. For example, Zhan Qianxi, she has forgotten that she is just a disciple who has just started her practice, and subconsciously treats everything with the attitude of later generations.

Zhan Qianxi is eighteen years old and has a three-star cultivation level. This cultivation level is earth-shattering among ordinary disciples, but combined with her family background and resources, this progress can only be said to not be delayed. In the Kunlun Sect, where many talented people are born, she is only in the upper middle class.

It is incomparable with Jiang Ziyu, that is, Huan Zhiyuan has also opened up the Four Stars this year, far away from Zhan Qianxi. The Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the world of cultivating immortals tens of thousands of years ago looked at the level of cultivation rather than identity, and dared to beat and scold ordinary disciples at every turn on the basis of being a eldest lady, which was tantamount to looking for death.

Zhan Qianxi clenched her posterior molars. She had acted arbitrarily for many years, and she had returned from the Age of Domination. Her personality became more arrogant and domineering. It was impossible for her to apologize to a civilian woman. But now that Jiang Ziyu and many of the Kunlun Sect disciples are there, Zhan Qianxi can't ignore it. According to the setting in the Three Life Mirror, Jiang Ziyu is now the only six-star monk in the world, and crushing Zhan Qianxi to death is as easy as crushing an ant, but Ning Qingli dare not force it. Zhan Qianxi's temper was easy for a while, if this caused Jiang Ziyu's suspicion and caused Sanshengjing to lose all, then he would suffer a big loss.

No matter how reluctant, Zhan Qianxi could only froze, and said stiffly: "Sorry, Brother Jiang, I was in a hurry just now."

"Cultivation is the most taboo to be impatient, Junior Sister Zhan should pay attention to cultivating the heart when she goes back." Jiang Shaoci glanced at Zhan Qianxi lightly, and scanned the other disciples. The disciples who were watching the excitement immediately bowed their heads, one by one, one by one, Jiang Shao didn't hesitate to speak: "The Lingxiao Secret Realm has been closed, and you should return to the sect. I have something to go out. You guys. No matter how wasteful it is, you won't be unable to protect yourself, right?"

The disciples shook their heads and said that they did not dare, Jiang Shaoci raised his hand, drew a talisman casually with his slender fingers, hit each disciple, and said: "This magic talisman can keep you safe within half a month. After returning to the sect, If the elder asks, you just say that I will be back in a few days."

The disciples of the Kunlun School were overjoyed when they saw the amulet. Jiang Ziyu's hand-painted amulet paper is rare. With this amulet, there is no need to worry about safety at all, and there may be other gains. The anxious disciple had already taken out the blank talisman paper and rubbed it. Jiang Shaoci didn't even look at Zhan Qianxi. A flash of light flashed, and they disappeared in place.

Jiang Ziyu actually took the strange woman away. The disciple looked at Zhan Qianxi tentatively: "Senior Sister Zhan..."

Zhan Qianxi's face was pale, she almost gritted her teeth and said: "The matter of Tianyan Immortal Venerable is Kunlun Sect. I will wait for the younger generation to be unsure, and return to the sect to see Taixu Dao Zun."

In the world of spiritual energy, Jiang Shaocai had to rush more unscrupulously, and in a blink of an eye, they had already flown thousands of miles away.

Mu Yun Guixi wanted to be the pinnacle of power in a world, so he never had to speak reason. She sighed slightly and said, "Look, I'm right."

Zhan Qianxi's performance is indeed very wrong. Although she was arrogant before, it was a girlish arrogance, which is completely different from the domineering behavior of beating people at every turn. Jiang Shaocai asked: "How do you know?"

"I have said that I am coming back from the future." Mu Yungui said, "I met you in the future. At that time, the world was not what it is now. You encountered some...not good things, so, I came here to remind you."

Jiang Shaoji asked: "So, the strange wave in the secret realm was caused by the other me?"

"It's not the other you." Mu Yun sighed, "I don't know if you believe it or not, in fact, you are in an illusion, or a memory."

Jiang Shaocai looked at her silently, Mu Yungui raised his hand and stopped his words: "I know what you want to say, but you should listen to me first. This kind of thing is difficult to understand, and a person who doesn't know suddenly risked it. Come out and tell you that your current life is fake. No one will believe it. But you have also seen that something is wrong with Zhan Qianxi. If you go back to Kunlun Sect, you may find that your master and friends are wrong."

After Mu Yungui finished speaking, he stared at him nervously. Today’s Jiang Shaocai is different from the future. In later generations, he has experienced betrayal and only hates those people, but now he has never experienced anything. Ning Qingli is his most respected master, and Huan Zhiyuan is his closest friend. , And Mu Yungui was just a stranger who had known each other for a day. She suddenly ran over and said bad things about those people, which might be counterproductive.

Mu Yungui predicted that Jiang Shaoci might be angry or disdainful, but he just nodded and asked calmly: "How do you prove that what you are saying is true?"

Mu Yungui was surprised, and he felt unbelievable: "Do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it," Jiang Shaocai said, "but I will listen to you and judge for myself."

Mu Yungui was really relieved, and said quickly: "You just want to listen. I really know your future, if you don't believe it...Are you planning to go to Beihai to steal Shuangyu Jin?"

Jiang Shaocai had been very calm before. Hearing this, his eyebrows jumped vigorously, and his eyes became unkind: "Steal?"

"Don't ask yourself, is it the North Border who sent you to you?" Although Mu Yungui was on Jiang Shaoci's side, he really owed it to him. Mu Yungui seriously persuaded him, "Do less There will be retribution for wicked things in the future."

Speaking of the Northern Territory, Jiang Shaocai's expression obviously deteriorated. He snorted coldly, and said, "Shuangyu Jin is a masterless thing. Those who can get it, can't keep it. It's their waste. Besides, why should I listen to you?"

Seeing this arrogant look, Mu Yungui took a deep breath and said: "Because my father's surname is Mu, which is what you think."

This reason is not marginal, but Jiang Shaoci was silent for a moment and was inexplicably persuaded. He sighed and said, "Okay. I originally planned to go to Beihai. I heard that the aurora there is very interesting. Now there is nowhere to go, it's boring."

Mu Yun paused for a while and asked, "Have you ever been back to the world?"

Jiang Shaocai was obviously taken aback and looked at her in surprise. Mu Yungui watched him quietly and said, "Let's go back to your house and have a look."

He has been at ease just now, even when he heard that he might be in a hurry in the future, but now, he is like a hedgehog with exploded hair, and his voice has become extraordinarily indifferent: "The immortal has a different path, I and them are in the dust. , The two don't owe each other, what do you go back for?"

Mu Yungui sighed softly, held Jiang Shaocai's hand, and said, "Although you never said that in the future, I know that you have always regretted it. Let's go back and have a look. They are separate."

Cultivators are very wary, and being close is a taboo, but when Mu Yungui's hand stretched over, Jiang Shaoci did not hide. He found that his body did not reject this woman. The reason why he accepted her so quickly, and even willing to listen to her slander Master, might be because he trusted her deep in his heart.

Even if she decided to go home for him on her own, he was not willing to object.

Cultivators and mortals live together on the mainland. Cultivation sects and families occupy the best mountains and rivers and a lot of resources, but mortals are the mainstream in the world. About one percent of the people in the world have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, and only one in ten thousand of these people can make some famous places on the longevity road. The vast majority of the remaining people have to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and lead the most ordinary lives.

The place where Jiang Shaocai was born is called Jin Gengcheng, which is the capital of Zhou. Zhou State is located on the southeastern plain of Changliu Mountain. There are many rivers and small countries. Zhou State occupies the junction of the two rivers. It is the place where merchants must pass through from the north to the south. Although the country is not large, it is more than enough. Fairly rich.

It had just fallen snow in Jin Geng City in the morning, and the people walked on the snow to hang lanterns and paste couplets, which was very lively. A man on the side of the street opened the cage, and the white mist steamed out, and the fragrance of the grain immediately filled the street. The man opened his stall while shouting loudly: "Bantou, freshly baked hot steamed buns, two cents apiece..."

He swept to the side of the road for a moment and was really taken aback. A pair of men and women came here under the snow. They were young and had very good looks. They looked at the young lady who looked like a young man who came out to play, but the clothes on their bodies were very strange. Their clothes are unpredictable, they are excellent only by the gloss, but they are cut and slim. The cuffs and waist are tightly tied, and they are completely white from head to toe, except for the saber.

The big family pay attention to stretch their extravagance, the clothes are often very large, and only those who need to make a living will wear close-fitting shirts. In any case, these young girls are not like ordinary people, but their clothes are incompatible with the nobles.

No, the man immediately overturned his guess. The appearance of these two people is too outstanding among the princes and princesses. How can the people of the rivers and lakes cultivate such a calm demeanor? In fact, the first time a man saw these biren, immortals appeared in his mind.

Both of them are very white, the young girl's appearance is superior enough to be aggressive, the young girl is delicate and soft, and her temperament is cold and uncontroversial. The two have very different temperaments, but they can't tell the beauty when they stand together. It is really ice and snow made of skin and jade, as if the spirit of good fortune was concentrated on them.

It was still early and there were not many people on the street, but people who came and went were watching them. The man was a little stunned, and completely forgot to sell. At this time, there was the sound of horses hoofs from the street, and a horse galloped across the street, yelling: "Get out of the way, get out of it all."

The man woke up when he heard this sound, and hurriedly pushed the stall to avoid him. The horse flashed by with the strong wind, and the sound of horse hooves went away, leaving behind a puff of snow dust and people turning over the street. The man was sorting the stall, and suddenly heard a sound, like a spring hitting, which sounded extremely sweet: "Excuse me, where is Jiang's mansion?"

The man looked up and saw that the pair of fairy-like young girls had stopped in front of his stall. His breathing was stagnant, and his nervous tongue was unsuccessful: "Is the girl asking about the mansion of the mighty general Jiang Xiao? The mighty general's mansion is in front of this street, and the one closest to the palace is the mansion just now. The master belongs to the general's mansion. If the two of you don't know the location, just follow the master."

After the man finished speaking, he couldn't hold back, and asked: "Did the girl and the prince come to visit relatives in Jin Geng City?"

Mu Yungui did not answer, but asked, "Why does the store say that?"

Seeing Mu Yungui’s kind words, the man became courageous unconsciously, and smiled: "Two such talents, I can only think of relatives in the mighty general's mansion. I heard that the mighty general had a son in the early years, who was killed by the immortal. Chosen by the door, I went to the heaven to be a god. The Jiang family was once a god, and it is not surprising that there are two relatives like this."

Jiang Shaocai laughed extremely softly when he heard the man's words. The man dared to talk and laugh with Mu Yungui, but was inexplicably afraid of Jiang Shaocai. He looked at Jiang Shaocai cautiously and asked, "What's wrong with this Langjun? Could it be that I said something wrong?"

"No." Mu Yungui replied instead of Jiang Shaocai. She smiled at the man and said, "He is like that. He doesn't like to talk when he meets strangers. Thanks to the store for giving directions."

Jiang Shaocai glanced at Mu Yun's return, she would take care of everything. Mu Yungui slammed Jiang Shao's resignation secretly, motioned to him to shut up, and then smiled and asked, "The shopkeeper, I think everyone on this road is decorating the house. Is there anything major recently?"

The man was stunned by this questioning method. He was stunned for a while, and said strangely: "It's the Chinese New Year soon. Isn't it common sense to change the red lantern? Could it be something that happened outside?"

Jiang Shaocai added: "New Year's Eve is also called New Year's Eve. It is the biggest festival in the world. It removes the old and welcomes the new, so every family will post new symbols."

Only then did Mu Yungui realize that she had misunderstood, and quickly said to the man: "It's nothing, I missed the time. Thanks to the store, let's go first."

The man looked at these two people in surprise. He instinctively thought that what the beautiful and sharp boy said was strange, but he couldn't figure out what was strange. He watched the two walk away, and they said as they walked, they could still hear the arguing faintly.

"Since you know it's a holiday, why don't you tell me?"

"You didn't ask either."

"I heard that New Year's Eve is a day of reunion, are you going to the General's Mansion?"

"I'm not going, I want you to go."

Finally, because Mu Yungui wanted to see what the world looks like during the New Year, the two of them stayed in Jin Geng City. With the abilities of the immortal cultivator, it is not difficult to get the coins of the world. The two of them rented a yard in the golden capital. The front courtyard and the back yard have elegant scenery and snow in the garden. They are covered in silver, and they are very beautiful.

They arrived at a coincidental time, and the next day was New Year's Thirty. Mu Yungui learned that the world would make dumplings during the New Year, and excitedly pulled Jiang Shao to resign.

Jiang Shaoci has practiced for many years, and he doesn't even need to eat food, let alone cooking. But Mu Yungui is unwilling to buy ready-made dumplings, so he must purchase raw materials and make them himself. Jiang Shaocai was helpless and asked, "Has the Mu family been so downhearted to let you cook for yourself? Mortal food has no aura, so why bother."

Mu Yungui kneaded the noodles and said, "It's different. The reason why mortals' lives are so lively is that they do things that waste time together. Ready-made food can be bought anytime, but when a family does it, it is called reunion. what."

As Mu Yungui said, he glared at Jiang Shaocai displeasedly: "Are you standing here and watching?"

Jiang Shaocai raised his eyebrows, feeling that the woman was unreasonable: "Then I still lie down and watch?"

Mu Yungui stared at him vigorously, his furry eyes rounded: "Come and help."

Jiang Shaocai couldn't understand why mortals waste time, let alone understand the things that can be ripened by using techniques, why Mu Yungui should boil them in water. He stood by the pot, staring at the steaming white mist, and said: "I haven't felt the feeling of waiting for a long time. With these time, at least a new set of tactics has been learned."

Jiang Shaocai's brain is hailed as the masterpiece of the Creator. Who would dare to let Jiang Shaocai waste time before? But Mu Yungui didn't care, and unceremoniously supported him. No matter what he muttered when Mu Yun returned, she put the dumplings away and said to Jiang Shaocai: "The two cages are cooked separately."

Jiang Shaocai swept through the two cages of dumplings. Some of them were ugly and very personal. They were made by Jiang Shaocai. Jiang Shaocai raised his eyes, staring at Mu Yungui and asked, "Why?"

Mu Yun pursed his lips, did not directly say that he disliked, but said euphemistically: "It is healthier to cook separately."

Hearing this, Jiang Shaoci narrowed his eyes lightly. Mu Yun went out for a while, and when he came back, he found that Jiang Shaoci was controlling the two cages of dumplings with his force. Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't bear it, "Are you sick, do you have to face me?"

Jiang Shaocai snorted, and said to the point: "Who knows if you will poison me, of course you have to cook it together."

The dumplings were ready soon, and Mu Yungui looked at the white and chubby dumplings after entering the water, and his heart was very numb. She learned the lessons from the last Lantern Festival with Jiang Shaoci, and resolutely cooked in two pots. Unexpectedly, she still fell short of success.

Seeing Mu Yun hadn't moved for a long time, Jiang Shaocai picked one out suspiciously, and muttered, "What are you doing?"

He took a bite and looked stunned. Mu Yungui asked: "Is it sweet?"

Jiang Shaocai quickly glanced at Mu Yungui. There seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but at the end he said lightly: "I feel normal."

"That's very sweet." Mu Yun sighed, holding her chopsticks, she couldn't get down the chopsticks. Jiang Shaocai felt that it was normal, and it was so sweet that it was frightening. When Mu Yungui made dumplings, he deliberately prepared two fillings, one with normal taste, and the other with a sweet version that Jiang Shaoci liked.

Mu Yungui cautiously picked a dumpling that looked Zhou Zheng, she lowered her head and bit something, Jiang Shaoci was looking at her opposite. She is very delicate in eating, with red lips and white teeth, even if she eats, she is still beautiful. The heat in the dumpling hung on her eyelashes, and the tiny mist of water would not fall, making those eyes more and more hazy.

Jiang Shaocai asked: "How do you know?"

"Of course I know." Mu Yungui was unfortunately picked, and she wrinkled in despair as soon as the food was eaten. She swallowed patiently, and quickly went to the side to find water to drink, her eyebrows were still wringing pitifully: "I said that you are a very important person by my side, how can you not even know this kind of thing."

Jiang Shaocai was silent. Mu Yungui said that she came from the future and was very close to him at that time. Jiang Shao resigned the first sentence, but did not believe the latter one.

It is not that he suspects Mu Yungui, but that he understands himself. He seems to know a lot of people, but in fact there are only two who can walk to him, one is Master and the other is Huan Zhiyuan. Among them, his feelings for Master are respect, not closeness. His true friend is only Huan Zhiyuan.

He can't believe people now, and if he has experienced many changes as Mu Yungui said in the future, how can he be open to people? Don't say, that was still a woman.

But now, Jiang Shaocai suddenly believed. No one in Kunlun Sect knows that he prefers sweets, I am afraid that even his mother does not remember, but she knows. He is sure that if he meets this woman in the future, he will definitely like her.

Because he knows himself best, this is how he feels now.

Mu Yungui finally dissipated the sweetness. She looked at the dumplings in front of her with a hesitation on her expression. Jiang Shaoci stretched out chopsticks and picked one out for her.

Mu Yungui glanced at Jiang Shaoci, bowed his head, it was normal. Mu Yungui has no cultivation base, and it is difficult to identify the fillings, but it is extremely easy for Jiang Shaoci. He propped his chin with one hand, leaning against the edge of the table, he clamped one, and Mu Yun went to eat one. The heat was lingering between the two of them. Jiang Shaocai suddenly liked the feeling of feeding.

But he only fed a few, and Mu Yungui put down his chopsticks. Jiang Shaocai frowned unhappily: "You just have to eat like this?"

Mu Yungui nodded. She didn't know if the food eaten in the artifact would enter her body, but she was self-disciplined, and it was enough to eat six points full.

Jiang Shaocai's expression was very regretful. At this moment, he didn't think it was a waste of time. Mu Yungui put down his bowl and chopsticks, and missed Changfu for a moment. If Changfu is there, things like washing dishes and tidying up the kitchen will all be done by Changfu.

But it was useless to think about it anymore, Mu Yun was about to get up, and suddenly heard the sound of something exploding outside. Mu Yungui was startled, and his expression suddenly became serious: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Jiang Shaocai was still lazily leaning on the table and said, "Fireworks and firecrackers during the New Year are also one of the ways for mortals to celebrate holidays."

Mu Yungui opened half of the window and looked out. Sure enough, colorful fireworks rose in the sky, one after another, beautiful. Mu Yungui looked at the sky above, and fireworks rose and bloomed in her eyes, and then fell after an instant freeze. The cheers of children and the shouts of adults came from outside the street. Mu Yungui sighed and said: "It turns out that this is the reunion night in the world."

Mu Yun returned to look at the fireworks outside, while Jiang Shaocai sat opposite to look at her. The fireworks brightened her eyes, and the light and shadow in her eyes changed.

Jiang Shaocai asked, "Have you never seen these?"

Mu Yungui gently shook her head. She grew up on an isolated island, and she didn't even have four seasons. Jiang Shaocai looked at those clear and innocent eyes, and suddenly said, "I can't see anything in the room. When it comes to fireworks, it's better to look at the palace. Let's go out and see."

Mu Yungui was surprised for a moment, and hurriedly responded. She changed her cloak when she went out, and said happily, "I thought you didn't like these, so I'm impatient to go out."

He was really impatient, but if it were her, he couldn't bear to disappoint her. There are not many people on the streets on New Year's Eve, and the streets and alleys are constantly chanting and very lively. Mu Yun walked along the main street to the palace, dazzled all the way, frequently hit by passers-by. She raised her head, looked around the bustling crowd, and sighed sincerely: "It's great that there are so many people."

Jiang Shaocai was bothering to stop people. Hearing this, he glanced at Mu Yun curiously, "You actually like many people?"

Everyone will only find crowds of people annoying, who would like a lot of people? Mu Yungui smiled and said seriously: "Of course I like it. A large number of people means living and working in peace and prosperity. Hereafter, I won't be able to see so many people."

Jiang Shaoci was silent. During this period of time, Mu Yungui continued to talk to him about the future. In his own heart, he actually didn’t believe that the world would become that way. It's not a pity. However, at this moment, he watched Mu Yungui's euphoria over commonplace things so much, and he felt a tingling feeling in his heart.

He also raised his head to look at the crowd of dark shadows. He has always believed that if the human race is destroyed one day, it must be blamed, and there is nothing to regret. But if Mu Yungui doesn't like it, he wants to do something.

Jiang Shaocai was dumbfounded, his arm was dragged. He bowed his head, Mu Yungui held it on his wrist, ignoring the taboo that monks could not touch other people's bodies. She turned her head and smiled at him, and said, "Come on, there seems to be a lion dance team ahead."

Jiang Shaocai was dragged by Mu Yungui and ran forward. They watched the lights, fireworks, and juggling all the way, and they approached the imperial city unknowingly. Jiang Shaocai raised his eyes to look at the mansion in front of him, the smile on his face solidified and his lips pursed slightly.

When Mu Yun returned to see he found out, he no longer concealed it, and said directly: "You should introduce your family to me, okay?"

"This is not my home."

"Okay, that's your parents' home." Mu Yungui held his wrist and shook it gently, "Let's go."

Jiang Shaocai was finally dragged away by Mu Yungui. Jiang Shaoci is the pinnacle of immortal cultivation, and Mu Yungui has no cultivation base. If he is really unwilling, how can he not get rid of it? He can be pulled away, and it's not completely missed if he wants to come to his heart.

As the most powerful general of the Zhou Dynasty, Jiang Xiao was heavily guarded outside the mansion, but these were in vain in the eyes of the cultivators. Jiang Shao took Mu Yun back to the mansion with no effort. People in the general mansion gathered around the front courtyard to watch the fireworks. They walked in the mansion without encountering any obstacles.

Jiang Shaocai looked at the vegetation around him, many things he thought he had forgotten, scrambled to jump out at this moment. He remembered that there were magnolia flowers growing outside this corridor, the doors and windows were painted with red paint, and the corner railings were carved with Ruyi patterns. He remembered that Jiang Xiao liked precious things, Madam Jiang liked bright flowers, and the General Mansion was filled with fragrances all year round.

It turned out that he remembered it all.

Mu Yungui asked softly where he was around, and Jiang Shaocai answered them one by one. The two of them unknowingly walked to the place where the voices were the most crowded. On New Year's Eve, they resigned and welcomed the new. Everyone, no matter the master or servant, gathered in the main courtyard. The little servants moved out the fireworks and firecrackers from the Kufu like running water, and put a flower tube on this side of the yard, and a firework stand in another place. The bangs were endless, and they couldn't even hear each other's voices.

On the corridor stood many gorgeously dressed female families, with warm hands on their hands, each beautiful and delicate, surrounded by a middle-aged man talking and laughing. The man is heroic and majestic, and his face is sharp and angular. The years did not make him old, but instead contributed to his mighty power. There was a middle-aged beautiful woman standing next to him. She was the most gorgeous, with fine lines on the corners of her eyes, but it could be seen that she was a great beauty when she was young.

The couple was surrounded by the crowd and looked down preciously. There are still many children standing on the ground. There are men and women, the older ones are grown up, and the younger ones are held by others. There was a boy who was extremely naughty. He was twelve or thirteen years old. He ran around on the ground. Everyone didn't dare to make a noise. He was the only one who dared to order the firecrackers in his hands.

Mu Yungui quietly looked at Jiang Shaocai. He was taken away by Kunlun Sect at the age of 19 and 6 this year, and he had been away from home for 13 years. And this boy is twelve or thirteen years old, so favored, most of it is Mrs. Jiang's direct son.

This is the child born by General Jiang and Madam Jiang after Jiang Shaocai was taken away. From birth, he enjoyed the importance of his father, the doting of his mother, and the flourishing glory of the family. I wonder if he knows that he still has a brother?

Mu Yungui gently covered Jiang Shaocai's hand, Jiang Shaocai returned to his senses and shook his head lightly at her. In fact, he came back four years ago, and he knew that his parents had new children. He was selected into the fairy gate, cut off from the dust, unable to support his parents, and his mother gave birth to a younger brother around his knees, which is actually very good.

All the people who should have met were met, Jiang Shaocai let out a long breath, and finally let go of the entanglement of Ruoyouruwu. He turned his head and said to Mu Yungui: "Let's go."

Mu Yungui nodded vigorously, took one last look, and followed Jiang Shaoci away.

Just as they turned around, Madam Jiang seemed to feel something and looked aside. It happened that Kazuki sprayed flowers to the end, bursting out the last burst of light, and even the corners were illuminated. In the rapidly changing light and shadow, Mrs. Jiang saw a pair of young girls turning and leaving.

In just a moment, the fire tree silver flower went out, and the corner returned to darkness. Mrs. Jiang murmured incredulously: "Let's say no?"

A maid vaguely heard Madam Jiang talking, and hurriedly asked: "Madam, what are you talking about?"

Madam Jiang stared at the corridor blankly. The place was quiet, so how could there be any figures? Thinking about it, she was wrong.

Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaocai walked out of the vestibule, their ears quickly cleared. Mu Yungui walked in the damp and cold air filled with gunpowder smoke, and asked, "Do you regret it's over now?"

Jiang Shaocai's face was plain white, and he said coldly, "I have no regrets."

Again, Mu Yun returned to him and didn't care about him. Just as he was about to say something, a bright light flashed across the horizon, flying straight towards them, and finally turned into a magic talisman and stopped in front of Jiang Shaoci. Fortunately, fireworks and firecrackers are being set off everywhere at this moment, so this aura is not obvious.

Jiang Shaocai opened and glanced casually, not closing his eyes. Mu Yungui stared at his expression carefully and asked, "Who sent it?"

Jiang Shaocai didn't have any waves on his expression, and said lightly, "My Master."

Mu Yungui felt suffocated and asked hurriedly, "What's the matter?"

"What can be there." He patted the spotless sleeves and said, "Master said I have no discipline and summoned me back."

Mu Yungui's heart tightened, and he blurted out: "Don't go!"

Jiang Shaocai sensed Mu Yungui's nervousness, turned his head, and smiled at her: "Sooner or later, I have to go back, it doesn't matter."