Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 278

The other children on the side refused, and called out one by one: "Shame, Sister Fairy didn't come here because of Guo'er's birthday!"

"That's right, Guo'er hates it the most, wanting to dominate Elder Sister Fairy by herself, hate it, hate it!"

"Sister Fairy definitely didn't come here for Guo'er."

Every word of the little friend made the girl burst into tears, she bit her lower lip, and looked at Mu Qingli eagerly, as if she was afraid that she would confirm what her friend said, and that if she did not speak for herself, the tears would Flow down.

Mu Qingli stared at Guo'er silently for a while, and when Guo'er's shoulders trembled, he stretched out his hand in front of her and said calmly, "Is it your birthday?"

"Enen!" Guo'er blinked her eyes, and the tears in her eyes were blinked away, but the scene she saw next made her even forget to cry.

A cold mist first appeared in the palm of Mu Qingli's outstretched hand, which slowly condensed into an ice crystal, which shone beautifully in the sunlight.Mu Qingli asked slowly: "What do you want?"

Guo'er replied blankly: "Ah? What do you want, I want, I want a beautiful flower, Yuejashua!"

Moon Jasmine?
Mu Qingli remembers seeing it in the books about Zimozu that he read in Luojia Shushuge. Relying on the memory in his mind, the spar in his hand changed little by little, and it didn't take a moment for everyone to see it in amazement. It looks like a moon jasmine.

Passing the moon jasmine flower made of ice crystals to Guoer's hand, Mu Qingli asked, "Tell me, which direction should I go in the city?"

Guo'er took Yue Mohua over carefully, looked at it with amazement, and when he heard Mu Qingli's question, he pointed in a direction without hesitation, and shouted: "Over there, Guo'er took a bullock cart to go, then The city is huge and lively!"

Mu Qingli reached out and touched her head, watching Guoer narrow her eyes in enjoyment, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "Happy birthday."

Guo'er's eyes widened, filled with excitement and joy.

Mu Qingli had noticed the cautiousness and suspicion in the eyes of the adult demons around him, so he withdrew his palm and reminded Guoer: "This flower can only last for one day."

"Ah?" Guo'er cried out in surprise, but when she looked up, she couldn't see Mu Qingli's figure, and when she turned her head, she could only see Mu Qingli's back fading away, and within a moment, there was only a vague white dot left , never to be seen again.

Although he was disappointed in his heart, he looked at the Bingyue Jasmine in his hand and regained his joy on his face. Holding it up, he smiled proudly at the surrounding partners: "Guo'er is not ashamed, and she is not lying. Sister Fairy is for Guo'er." You don’t have any presents, hehe!”

The children around looked at the ice flower with envy for a while, but the grown-up demons breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts were full of surprise.Who is that man?
Although the Zimo people in villages like them know the hatred for the human race, it is not that deep, because there is no human race that can cross the battlefield to the living area of ​​the Zimo clan, and they are not soldiers. Fighting in the battlefield, they live like ordinary villagers every day, and they don't know the battlefield situation between the human race and the sub-demon race. When they see Mu Qingli, they naturally don't know who she is for a while.

Mu Qingli's arrival was nothing more than a small accident to the village, and people didn't pay much attention to it. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the ice flower in Guo'er's hand, he warned the children not to talk casually with unfamiliar people. After people get so close, the village remains the same as usual.

The sky is getting late, and the bright moon rises into the sky.

Mu Qingli walked in the direction that Guoer pointed for a long time without seeing any people, and he also stopped to rest at this moment. He casually built a fire in the mountain forest and slowly roasted the hare. After a while, the fragrance of barbecue wafted into the air. .

In the dark night, her snowy hair was covered with moonlight, and her white clothes were not stained with dust. She leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep after eating barbecue, sleeping without defense, like a newborn child, which made people unbearable to disturb her. The more I looked at it, the more it softened.

In the darkness, Mo Li was wearing a black skirt, standing on the dense branches, he could see Mu Qingli clearly, his eyes were complicated.According to the information, she has not seen the portrait of Mu Qingli, or the painting of the Merlin Juewu painted by Jun Rongjue brought by Luo Yu from the Prince's Mansion to the Zimozu. She didn't pay too much attention to what she knew, but when the real person was in front of her eyes, she had to admit that Mu Qingli was indeed beautiful, even she couldn't compare.

As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of figures shuttled through the darkness, surrounding Mu Qingli.

In the silence, Mu Qingli slept peacefully, but Mo Li's mind was tense, he couldn't even let out the slightest breath, he was just waiting for the best opportunity to make a move.

"Is this your answer?" Just as Li Li was gesturing to do something like this, a woman's indifferent voice came from her ear, which made her feel chilly. She looked down in horror, and saw that there was no Mu Qingli under the tree for a long time. The figure, the woman with white hair and white clothes standing in front of her, her eyes are full of desolation, where is there any sign of waking up?
Mo Li quickly backed away, and found that Mu Qingli was not in a hurry to catch up, but just stood there and said indifferently: "Your answer is that you would rather die than hand over Jue."

For three consecutive days, although she encountered a lot of ambushers from the sub-demon clan, they were all people who existed in the first place.She knows that it will take time to pass the news to the sub-mozu, and it will take time for them to discuss and send people. After waiting for these days, what they waited for was this killing. Obviously, their answer was To kill her was not to hand over Jun Rongjue.

Mo Li said in a hoarse voice: "Mu Qingli, you are a pure blood of the Luo family of the four major families, but the devil is the master of our demon clan. The two clans are life and death enemies, and the devil will not come to see you."

"The devil?" Mu Qingli's eyes flickered.How could Jue be the devil?Isn't Jue the prince of the Eastern Song Dynasty?This is the reason why I want to come to Zimozu, because Jue is the demon master of Zimozu?

Mo Li gestured to the surrounding clansmen, but his eyes never left Mu Qingli, and he said unhurriedly: "The devil already knew you were coming, he said bluntly that he didn't want to meet you, and he ordered me to kill you." you."

Mu Qingli looked at her suddenly, his cold and heartless eyes pierced Li Li's pain, and it was at this moment that she felt that Mu Qingli had really seen her for the first time.

(End of this chapter)