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She was not discouraged: "Then what are the conditions?"

Dongfang Zhong thought about it: "First of all, only the spells need to be made of high-quality centipede grass, which is available in our villa. What is difficult is the tools for drawing spells and the place for refining them."

"Then what are we going to do?"

"Is that what you want?" He replied patiently: "The ink needs blood spirit beads to be smashed and written, and it needs to be refined in a place of extreme darkness when the moon is full. It’s possible that all previous efforts will be for naught.”

Mu Yao asked: "Then what are the requirements for the person who draws?"

"Well... I can write." Dongfang Zhongqing touched his chin and said, "But I don't need these things, so I haven't done it."

"I want to draw some self-defense pictures, can my brother find out the whereabouts of this blood spirit bead and the best refining area for me?" Mu Yao asked.

Seeing her persistence, Dongfang Zhong said, "Okay, then I will keep an eye out for you, but this kind of thing is rare in a hundred years, so don't have too much hope." After a pause, he said, "Even if you don't have this thing, you I also have my brother's protection, so I don't have to be afraid of anything."

Looking at his sincere face, Mu Yao smiled faintly without saying a word.

"I modified the little rabbit pendant two days ago, according to the size of your wrist." Dongfang Zhongqing pulled her hand over, lowered her head and tied the white jade rabbit on her: "I will always think about the things I bought for you." For you."

When she put it on, Dongfang Zhong said: "Do you like it?"

Mu Yao curled up her fingers, feeling nothing in her heart.

In fact, she has no feelings for Dongfang Zhongqing, and even wants to keep a distance from him because of Su Qionghua, but he treats her as his own sister and tries to be nice to her, she feels a little uncomfortable.

"Thank you brother." She withdrew her hand.

Seeing her resistance, Dongfang Zhongqing felt a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't put it into words. Thinking of what Su Qionghua said today, he said: "During my absence, did Junior Brother Shen often come to see you?"

Mu Yao's heart rang an alarm: "Brother thinks there is something wrong with him?"

Dongfang Zhongqing felt that the two were close relatives, and there was nothing to hide, so he nodded slightly: "There are mixed fish and dragons on the border, and his identity is elusive. After all, he is not someone who knows everything, so it's better to be careful."

Mu Yao withdrew her gaze lightly: "Thank you brother for your concern, I have investigated him, his family is very good, there is no problem."

Dongfang Zhongqing's eyes flickered: "Have you been there?"

Mu Yao actually did this for a junior brother?

"Many people doubted him before, so I simply went there in person to dispel doubts." Mu Yao took a sip of tea, "So brother don't have to worry about it."

What she said was very biased towards Shen Wuchuan, which made his brother feel uncomfortable, but when she thought that they hadn't seen each other for a year, it was right for her to distance herself, maybe...in a few days... alright.

"Since you know what's in your heart, it's inconvenient for me to say anything more." He sighed and patted her head: "I just don't want you to be cheated, no matter who he is, don't give all your energy to avoid getting hurt. "

In this case, Dongfang Muyao has heard it countless times in the past year, and she is tired of listening to so many words.

She believed in Shen Wuchuan's sincerity and believed that he would not deceive her.

The number of people visiting Yuyin Villa has decreased in recent days, and Mu Yao thought it was Su Qionghua who issued the order to expel the guests, but from the gossip disciples, it seems that Xie Qingzhou, the leader of the Dao League, is about to leave the customs.

Su Qionghua began to become preoccupied, and spent every day nestling in the main hall, wondering what she was planning.

Mu Yao is reading in her bedroom, and she is not interested in outside things. Shen Wuchuan still visits her as often as before, but the time they meet is very short. He listens to Mu Yao very much and practices diligently every day.

One night, Mu Yao was practicing drawing talismans in the study room, and suddenly there was a commotion in the whole Yuyin Villa, and the disciples picked up torches to make a noise, and it was difficult not to be noticed.

Mu Yao put on her clothes and was about to go out to see what happened, when she suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the window, before she went to check what happened, someone knocked on the door.

She was in a dilemma, so she went to open the door first, and there were more than a dozen disciples standing outside the door, completely surrounding her yard.

"What's going on, it's so noisy." She said lazily.

The disciple cupped his hands and bowed: "Young master, the patrolling disciples have found out that the assassins have entered the villa, and they are currently investigating one by one. I hope the young master will make it easier."

She immediately remembered the muffled sound coming from the window just now, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

But soon she calmed down again: "Why is there an assassin in the villa? Is there something missing? Someone was injured."

"I haven't found his whereabouts for the time being, please let the young master get out of the way and let me wait for inspection. This is also for your sake."

"Get out of the way? Where did you have the courage to order me? How can you enter my boudoir." She narrowed her eyes and said coldly.

The faces of the disciples were as usual: "The entire Yuyin Villa will be searched, so please don't waste your time, young master."

"I'll say it again, I want to sleep. If anyone of you dares to come in today, just ignore me." She stood at the door without any intention of letting go.

The disciples looked at each other, and there was a faint tendency to move forward, but at this moment, a voice came from the outside: "What are you all doing here?"

The encirclement gave way to a path, and Dongfang Zhongqing walked over and looked at them coldly: "What are you doing?"

The disciple immediately changed into a completely different attitude, nodded and bowed: "Brother Dongfang, we are ordered by Patriarch Su to come and arrest the assassin, but the young master has been unwilling to give way for a long time."

Dongfang Zhongqing said coldly: "She is the young master of this villa, her words are also orders, don't you understand?"

The disciples were silent, and responded for a moment: "Yes, disciple understands."

They dispersed immediately after speaking.

Mu Yao stared straight at Dongfang Zhongqing, with neither joy nor anger in her eyes. On the surface, those disciples were interfering with her identity as the young master, but in fact Dongfang Zhongqing's few words were more effective than her threats.

I don't know what to say. If Dongfang Zhongqing really wants to compete with her, she probably has no chance of winning.

"Assassins have entered the villa, they are also ordered by their mother, don't take it to heart." Dongfang Zhongqing smiled slightly and comforted him: "You can stay in the room for a while, it may be noisy tonight, I will go to the back mountain to have a look. "

Mu Yao nodded: "Be careful too."

Before he left, he said: "If you really encounter any danger, use Lingyu to contact me."

After closing the door, Mu Yao leaned against the door panel and took a long breath.