Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 173

The cold wind is biting and the fallen leaves are flying in the early winter season.

Si Muqing waited quietly for Xu Jiawei's answer, and at the same time was wary. He was not sure whether Xu Jiawei could accept this monster, or take action in anger?
  He really didn't want to throw this monster away at this time, but it would be too late by the time they grew up. The system could only burst out with the power to change the world after it was implemented and operated for a certain period of time.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go see the scenery?" Si Muqing still remembered the original itinerary when Xu Jiawei was silent and Zhang Lexuan was silent.

"If you don't want to go, then I have to go back!" Si Muqing looked at the time and made a request to Xu Jiawei.

"You don't care about my answer?" Xu Jiawei asked doubtfully.

Si Muqing said quite freely: "I will give the things to Your Majesty. What you do with them is your Majesty's business. It doesn't matter if you burn them."

Doesn't he care? Of course not, of course Si Muqing cares, but it can't affect Xu Jiawei's decision, and there is no need for him to waste time. As long as he is strong enough, he can do it himself in the future.

Xu Jiawei hadn't encountered this kind of attitude for a long time, but what Si Muqing gave him was too attractive. Xingluo was in the process of changing from aristocratic enfeoffment to centralization of power.

"What scenic spots are there in Shrek City?" Xu Jiawei put away the gift and continued his journey.

"Then let's go to Tianxing Pavilion." Zhang Lexuan suggested. In terms of familiarity with Shrek City, Si Muqing was in no way as good as Zhang Lexuan, so he said nothing and just planned to be a follower.

Tianxing Pavilion stands at the highest point of Shrek City. Looking down from above, the entire city can be seen.

The three of them were led by Zhang Lexuan, with Si Muqing and Xu Jiawei on both sides, quietly listening to Zhang Lexuan's explanation.

They climbed up to the Tianxing Pavilion. The classical and elegant pavilion stood tall, with carved dragons and phoenixes on the handrails, painted with gold paint, and was magnificent.

Si Muqing watched the lights light up in the dark night, like starlight flowing from his feet to the sky.

The noise of people spread from the city to the sky. Every light and starlight represented a family. Thousands of people made up the galaxy in the world, which was prosperous and beautiful.

It was beautiful. Si Muqing also put away his bored look, and the light reflected in his eyes, as if another galaxy was flowing.

Suddenly, an inspiration popped into my mind.

Si Muqing asked Zhang Lexuan: "Sister Xuan, you said that everyone is a star, and the trajectory of the stars is their life, then is this vast galaxy destiny?"

Before Zhang Lexuan could answer, Si Muqing had already disappeared from Tianxing Pavilion, leaving the two of them where they were.

Neither Zhang Lexuan nor Xu Jiawei expected Si Muqing's actions.

Zhang Lexuan had no choice but to apologize to Xu Jiawei on his behalf: "Your Majesty, Mu Qing is obsessed with swordsmanship. Please bear with me if I am rude."

"Your Majesty, is there anything else you want to see? There is an auction in Jubao Pavilion today, and there are also activities in the commercial street." Zhang Lexuan had to take on the responsibility of guiding alone.

"No." Xu Jiawei rejected Zhang Lexuan's suggestion, "Next, let's go back to find the Master of the Poseidon Pavilion."

Zhang Lexuan was full of doubts, but still led the way: "Can I ask what Mu Qing wrote in the book to His Majesty?"

"This..." Xu Jiawei hesitated, thinking of the close relationship between Si Muqing and her, so he simply showed it to her directly.

Wang Qiuer put on a facial mask and wore a nightgown with a pink bear printed on it, with a wide open collar, and lay down comfortably on the bed.

Si Mu Qingfeng rushed in, grabbing her wrist and trying to walk out.

Wang Qiuer didn't react for a moment and was pulled up and took two steps.

"Si! Mu! Qing!" Amid the screams, the half-cup of water placed on the table rippled.

Wang Qiuer stopped and grabbed Si Muqing's arm with one hand. Qi and blood burst out, and her body suddenly became as stable as a mountain.

After Si Muqing found that the person behind him couldn't pull him away, he turned around and saw a white fist that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Si Muqing's eyes darkened. “Wang Qiuer!” Si Muqing covered her black eyes and backed away.

Wang Qiuer looked at Si Muqing angrily: "Si Muqing!"

"Cough!" Xue'er coughed lightly, "Qiu'er, clothes."

Wang Qiuer looked down, her pretty face turned red, she kicked hard, stepped hard on her feet, turned around and went back to her room.

"Mu Qing, brother." Xueer called out helplessly.

Si Muqing withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, gently rubbed his eye sockets, and his left eye became a slit.

"Xue'er, please apply medicine for me." Si Muqing pointed, silver ripples flashed, and the medical box appeared on the table.

"Oh." Xue'er did not open the medical kit, but placed her soft little hands on Si Muqing's eyes.

The icy chill traveled from the small hands to the bruises.

It's cool, very comfortable, and feels very transparent.

Si Muqing's other eye also closed slightly.

"Brother, what did you do to Qiu'er just now?" Xue'er asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I have some ideas I want to ask her." Si Muqing lay comfortably on the sofa, with her face raised.

"I have an idea about the power of destiny and want to incorporate it into my own swordsmanship."

"I wanted to ask her if it was possible? I was so excited that I didn't pay attention to what she was doing just now." Si Mu Qingqing defended himself.

"Qiu'er, I'm so angry right now. I'll ask her after this period of time has passed."

"Brother Mu Qing." Xue'er is now comfortable calling her brother, "What is your relationship with Sister Qiu'er?"

"Relationship? A relationship where we don't like each other." Si Muqing's voice was vague, "I stole Na'er's heart, so she naturally doesn't like me. It's not just her, I think all of Na'er's subordinates also like me. I don’t like it.”

"She doesn't like me, so I naturally don't have a good attitude." Si Muqing let out a long and comfortable breath.

"Snow Emperor, what exactly are you..."

Si Muqing asked his question.

Xue'er was stunned. She hadn't heard the title Snow Emperor for a long time.

It can be said that she lives a free and comfortable life here. She does not need to be constantly alert for sneak attacks and assassinations, and she does not need to try her best to obtain food and pursue strength like she did when she was weak.

The only memories of the Far North are the white of snow and the red of murder.

"Why is Brother Mu Qing really planning to attack me, just like the rumors outside?" Xueer pouted her pink lips and looked at Si Mu Qing playfully.

Si Muqing's right index finger lifted Xue'er's snow-white chin: "Yes! I am a lustful devil. How could I let someone as beautiful as you go? Of course I have to watch you grow up with my own eyes, and then..." Si Muqing Elongate your tone.

"If there are flowers that can be broken, they must be broken."

Xue'er was confused by this sentence, and she thought there would be some inappropriate words for children next.

"To put it simply, it means changing from a girl to a wife." Si Muqing waited for the blood to dissipate.

Wang Qiu'er put a hand on Si Mu Qing's head: "You are such a playboy, you actually have Xue'er's idea!"

(End of this chapter)