To Mu Qingxiao, Nie Xiaoqian was just a passerby in the mortal world. Although their souls had intertwined, they did not have any feelings for each other.
He was not a pedantic person and did not say that he had to take responsibility.
Mu Qingxiao threw his complicated emotions to the back of his mind and walked straight to the monk's residence next door.
The light in the monk's residence was bright, and it was much dirtier than the place where he lived. He looked around and saw a scholar lying on a messy bed.
Ning Caichen.
After glancing at Ning Caichen, Mu Qingxiao knew that he had just fainted. It seemed that other than Nie Xiaoqian, there were also kind-hearted people among this group of female ghosts.
The night grew darker and the chilly wind whistled. The tall weeds rustled, making the atmosphere in Lanruo Temple even more eerie.
About half an hour later, Yan Chixia returned, followed by dozens of men in cotton-padded clothes, satin, chivalrous clothes, and even scholarly robes.
When Yan Chixia stepped into the monk's residence and saw Mu Qingxiao sitting cross-legged on the left, he was suddenly shocked. Could it be that the ignorant brat had disturbed the senior's cultivation and had come to denounce him?
"Senior."
Mu Qingxiao ignored Yan Chixia, who was trembling as he walked to his side. Instead, he looked at the dozens of men behind him and a glint flashed in his eyes.
"They are?"
"Uh …"
Yan Chixia, who was about to apologize, hesitated and quickly said, "Senior, they are chivalrous men I met when I was buying wine in town. I regret that I didn't meet them sooner."
"Help yourselves."
Mu Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and glanced at them thoughtfully. Then, he closed his eyes and ignored them.
"Brother Yan, aren't you going to introduce them to us?"
At this moment, a young man in a scholarly robe came forward and looked at Mu Qingxiao with confusion.
Yan Chixia saw Mu Qingxiao's expression and smiled. "Brothers, I'll go pick up some firewood first. Please wait for a moment. Don't disturb Senior's cultivation."
After Yan Chixia left, more than ten young men walked to the side and sat down, discussing with each other.
"Big Beard called him senior. Could he be a hidden expert? But I don't remember there being any hidden experts here. "
"Who cares? Yan Chixia must have his reasons for saying so."
"Is the scholar lying on the bed the f * cked Ning Caichen? He's my idol! "
"Isn't it just a ghost? If I meet Nie Xiaoqian, I will f * ck her too. Ning Caichen is just an ordinary person. Why do you admire him? "
While the youths were chatting, Mu Qingxiao opened her eyes, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.
In fact, when Mu Qingxiao saw these young men, she had already guessed their identities. After listening to their conversation, she already had a conclusion.
A transmigrator!
As a transmigrator, his biggest advantage was that he was familiar with the plot. And these people seemed to be very familiar with this place, and they immediately climbed up to Yan Chixia.
Mu Qingxiao was surprised to see dozens of transmigrators appear at the same time, but that was all.
After cultivating for hundreds of years, his temperament was already different from before. His ability to accept certain things had greatly improved, let alone a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators.
What could a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators possibly do?
Moreover, he had a vague feeling that this group of people was the target he was looking for. If that was the case, he could only strangle them in the cradle.
After a while, Mu Qingxiao looked away, stood up, and walked to the monk's house next door.
When he arrived at the monk's house, Nie Xiaoqian had been gone for a long time, but there was a lingering fragrance in the air. He walked to the wooden plank and sighed.
...
...
"Help, help me!"
A cold wind whistled past, and a woman's faint cry for help came from the depths of the forest.
The door of the monk's house opened, and two young men in scholarly robes quickly walked out. They saw a woman in green clothes on the ground. Her clothes were messy and stained with some mud.
Perhaps because of the intense running, her face was red, and her beautiful eyes were filled with panic.
The two young men looked at each other, and a hint of playfulness and lust flashed in the eyes of one of them.
"Could this be a female ghost? She's no different from an ordinary woman, but she's very pretty."
Although the sky was dark, they were Foundation Establishment cultivators after all. With their weak night vision, they could barely see the situation around Lanruo Temple.
In the dark forest, a woman in green clothes staggered out. She had shiny black hair and snow-white skin. From time to time, she would look back in panic, looking very pitiful.
"Young Masters, save me! There's a wolf behind me!"
"Look at how well she pretends. You can play with ghosts, but you have to be careful. After all, they're not ordinary people. Who knows what tricks they have."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, a wolf howl came from the dark forest. The thorny forest rustled as if there were wild wolves attacking.
Seeing this scene, one of the young men in scholarly robes couldn't wait any longer. He walked up with a spring breeze smile on his face. Such a beautiful female ghost, he couldn't wait to beat her.
He helped the woman up and stroked her soft and fragrant skin. The young man's heart suddenly rippled, even if he knew this was a female ghost.
Sensing the man's frivolity, the woman blushed and covered her face in embarrassment, but her eyes flashed with a cold light.
The young man hugged the woman's slender waist and walked into the main hall. At the same time, he comforted her, "Miss, don't be afraid. With me here, the wild wolves won't dare to act rashly. Go inside and rest."
Because there were people living in the two monasteries, one of them was the mysterious young man, and the other was his companion. He couldn't play with a female ghost in front of them, right?
"Thank you for saving me, Young Master. I have nothing to repay you with."
"Miss, you're too polite."
About ten minutes later, a sound that made people blush echoed in the main hall. The sound was quite loud and could clearly be heard in the two monasteries.
"Damn, this brat really did play with a female ghost. What a strange taste. Aren't you going to stop him?"
"It's okay. Don't worry about him. That female ghost can't do anything. Let's plan how to kill the Thousand-Year Tree Demon."
About half an hour later, the young man shouted with a loud groan, "You female ghost, you actually want to harm me. Go to hell!"
"Swish swish —"
In the main hall, a figure in green flew out strangely. Her face was flushed, and she fled into the forest at an extremely fast speed.
The young man rushed out with his clothes stained with blood. Unknowingly, he was holding a long sword in his hand. His face was gloomy, "I didn't expect this female ghost to have some skills!"
"Stinky man, just you wait!"
After fleeing into the forest, the woman in green stuck out her scarlet tongue and said with a ferocious face.
Originally, after her pleasure, she wanted to suck the man dry. She didn't expect the latter to have some skills and almost died here.
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