Quickly wear it: The male gods are sitting in rows

Compared with Mu Heng, who looked alert throughout the whole process, Mu Qingqing looked particularly relaxed, as if he was just out for sightseeing.

Mu Heng originally thought that the journey would be uneasy, but he didn't expect that it would be too peaceful.

"It's strange. I could see the evil spirit above the forest from a distance just now, but I couldn't feel it as soon as I entered." Mu Heng frowned.

"Second brother, maybe you saw it wrong?" Mu Qingqing jumped off the horse and moved her hands and feet. She originally thought she would meet some little demons to practice their skills along the way, but in the end she was not given the chance at all.

Ah Mo also stayed in the painting and never came out, so she didn't even have the chance to send the sword out.

The two of them wandered around in the woods for a long time and before they could get out, Mu Heng looked at the compass in his hand, feeling a little confused as it was malfunctioning.

Mu Qingqing raised his eyebrows, "Second brother, just rest in this forest today. You won't be able to get out for a while."

Mu Heng nodded and glanced at Mu Qingqing, "Little sister, can you stand sleeping in the wild?"

"Why can't you bear it?" The original owner had lived in an abandoned courtyard for several years. If it hadn't been for the fact that the news had somehow spread to outsiders, Mu Sheng would have arranged a decent place for her for the sake of his own face. 's courtyard.

The courtyard before was overgrown with weeds, but at least the scenery in this forest is much better than that courtyard.

"Then little sister, please rest here first while I look around." Mu Heng handed the dry food and water bag in the bag to Mu Qingqing. Still feeling uneasy, he drew next to her with the sword on his back. Circle, "Just stay here."

"I know second brother."

Mu Qingqing sat obediently on a stone. She didn't take out the painting until Mu Heng was out of sight, "Mr. Amo? Are you still there?"

The scroll moved slightly.

"Master Amo, there is no one around at the moment, you can come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure appeared in front of Mu Qingqing.

Mo Li glanced at the circle drawn with the tip of the sword on his side, "Miss Mu, were you the one who drew this barrier?"

"My second brother just painted it. Is there any problem?" Mu Qingqing walked to Mo Li's side and her eyes fell on the barrier.

Mo Li raised his hand, and his fingertips went directly through the barrier, "This barrier can't even stop me, let alone the monster in the forest."

Mu Qingqing's lips twitched, "Is it possible that Master Amo is weak?"

Mo Li raised his eyes and looked at her, "Well, he's very weak. All painting demons are like that."

At this moment, Mu Qingqing also began to doubt whether this entangled barrier was useful. Logically speaking, the barrier drawn by Mu Heng should not be so useless, right?

Mo Li raised his hand and gently swept the edge of the barrier.

"Master Amo, what is this?"

"In this way, no demon can easily break through this barrier, so Miss Mu can rest assured." Mo Li withdrew his hand.

"Then, thank you Mr. Amo." Mu Qingqing turned around and took out the sword from the bag, "Master Amo, please accept this sword. I specially found it to give it to you."

"Specially, as a gift to me?" Mo Li looked at the sword and then at her.

"Well, it's for you." Mu Qingqing handed the sword to Mo Li.

Mo Li reached out to take the sword, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and the ends of his eyes raised slightly, showing that he was in a good mood, "Thank you, Miss Mu."

"As long as you like it, I'm worried that you won't like it." Mu Qingqing pulled his sleeve and sat aside, "Let's chat with me. I want to know how you became a painting demon?"

Mo Li carefully placed the long sword on his lap, "I have been a painting demon since I became conscious, which must be hundreds of years ago."

Hundreds of years?Mu Qingqing looked at him sideways, "Have you been practicing in paintings for hundreds of years?"

"Well, if the evil spirit in the painting is not enough, I will change it to another painting."

"Master Amo has been in this painting of mine for a long time. Do you need to change the painting? When I get to the next town, I can make another painting for Mr. Amo."

"There is a lot of demonic power in this painting." Mo Li looked at Mu Qingqing with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Miss Mu is just an ordinary person, why is there so much demonic power in the paintings she made.

The sound of footsteps interrupted the exchange between the two. Mo Li returned to the painting with his sword in his arms, while Mu Qingqing dusted himself off and stood up.

"Little sister, I just hunted two wild animals, so I don't have to worry about eating them tonight." Mu Heng walked straight towards Mu Qingqing.

boom.

Mu Heng's whole face seemed to hit an invisible barrier, causing him to take two steps back, his face full of disbelief.

"Little sister, what have you done?"

Mu Qingqing looked innocent, "I didn't, second brother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that your barrier blocked you too?"

Mu Heng's eyelids twitched, and now he looked like this, "Little sister, please stand back a little."

Mu Qingqing took two steps back as instructed.

After half a column of incense.

Mu Heng sat outside against the barrier holding the game he had just caught. Mu Qingqing sat inside and stared at the game in his hand, swallowing.

"Second brother, do you want to try to see if this chicken can be put in?"

Mu Heng turned sideways, put the pheasant on the ground and pushed it towards the barrier, and actually got in.

"Is this barrier blocking me?" Mu Heng didn't understand.

Mu Qingqing comforted Mu Heng, took out some wood from the side, took out a fire charm from the small bag and lit the firewood, used his dagger to process the chicken, skewered it on a branch and placed it on Start roasting by the fire.

Mu Heng, who was outside, followed suit and roasted another chicken.

The brothers and sisters discovered that this barrier seemed to only be able to block living objects, while dead objects such as water bladders and bags could enter and exit.

After Mu Heng lay depressed and fell asleep outside, Mu Qingqing put the painting beside her and whispered, "Master Amo, why is this barrier like this?"

"I didn't expect that Miss Mu's brother's magic power was so weak." Mo Li's tone sounded innocent.

Mu Qingqing covered her lips and suppressed the smile on her lips. The little painting demon said that he was weak before, but now he has made a barrier that even Mu Heng can't get in. He is afraid that he doesn't understand the word "weak". Is there any misunderstanding?

With Mo Li's barrier around, Mu Qingqing slept peacefully.

So much so that she didn't even notice the strange mist floating around her.

When Mu Qingqing opened his eyes, there was a vast expanse of white in front of him, and he could not see anything clearly. He called the system several times, but the system did not respond.

The fog gradually dissipated, and Mu Qingqing froze on the spot when she saw the scenery in front of her.

It was the playground when she was in junior high school.

She was standing under the shade of a tree at the moment. On the basketball court not far away, a very familiar figure was playing basketball with several other people.

Mu Qingqing's pupils shrank and she looked around, seeing her junior high school classmates.

"Mu Qingqing? What's wrong with you? Why are you so dazed? Teacher Yin and Teacher Han are playing a game! Don't you actually care?"