Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Mu Qingli briefly talked about what happened today and the Four Nations Competition.

"The competition is still half a month away, and I still want to go to the Nether Forest to consolidate my cultivation. Do you want to go with me?"

How could Bei Ming Ye not agree? Moreover, he was in a good mood when he heard the words "Netherworld Forest".

The two first met in the Nether Forest.

After receiving Bei Mingye's affirmative response, Mu Qingli returned to his yard in a very good mood.

Early the next morning, Mu Qingli went to Mr. Mu's yard in person to say goodbye to him.

When Mr. Mu heard that Bei Mingye would be accompanying him, he agreed with great confidence.

"Grandpa, I think the Amber Mercenary Group can be trained. Although they don't know our identities, we can extend an olive branch to them in the name of the General's Mansion."

Old Master Mu understood what Mu Qingli meant, but in his opinion, the leader of the Amber Mercenary Group would not easily accept an olive branch offered by others.

Mu Qingli waved his hand, took out a letter and handed it to Mr. Mu.

She had written this letter last night, in Li Qing's name. It said she was optimistic about the Amber Mercenary Group and now had a backer for them...

She believed that Zhou Changfeng would make the right choice after reading the letter.

After explaining this matter, Mu Qingli went to the Nether Forest with Bei Mingye.

Mu Qingchen didn't see Mu Qingli today, so he asked casually. When he learned from his grandfather that she had gone to the Nether Forest, he couldn't stop worrying.

Mr. Mu said calmly, "Look at you, you look so naive. Your sister can already handle things on her own. Is there any need for you to be so anxious?"

He seemed to have forgotten what he looked like yesterday and began to laugh at his grandson.

Mu Qingchen was choked by his grandfather's words, but he remembered that his grandfather loved his sister the most. Since he was as stable as a mountain, his sister must be safe.

"Grandpa, Li'er didn't go alone, did she? Let me guess, Bei Mingye went too?"

Mu Qingchen's expression instantly became dangerous. He knew that Bei Ming Ye had bad intentions.

Although he saved Li'er, he couldn't go out alone with Li'er.

Mr. Mu did not tell him yesterday that Bei Ming Ye was Li Er's master. He just said that they got along well and kept him in the mansion.

After all, he has lived for so long, how could he not see that Bei Ming Ye was a fake?

In his opinion, Bei Ming Ye was Li Er's senior brother. As for why he was said to be Li Er's master, he didn't understand the reason.

However, Li Er has his own judgment, and he also tested Bei Ming Ye, which was also a good thing.

"Why, they can't go out together?"

When Mu Qingchen heard his grandfather's question, he stood up anxiously and walked around the table several times: "Grandpa, Bei Mingye is too dangerous. I think it's better for Li'er not to have too much contact with him."

Mu Qingchen didn't know why, but he was very unhappy with Bei Ming Ye. He always felt that Bei Ming Ye would do something that would make him want to beat him up.

He doesn't know the situation yet, but the more the brother-in-law looks at his brother-in-law, the more he wants to beat him up.

Mr. Mu was dizzy from his spinning and stopped him directly: "Stop spinning. I think Aye is a good kid. You can rest assured."

Mu Qingchen felt very sad. He couldn't let go of this worry at all, but the Nether Forest was so big that even if he went there now, he would not be able to find it.

So he could only return to his room sadly and practice in silence.

He swore that one day he would surpass Bei Ming Ye!

As for Mu Qingli, Bei Mingye took her directly to a quiet place where there was no one.

She looked around and found that the environment here was very beautiful. The bushes not far away were full of purple flowers.

Her eyes were attracted by the purple flowers and her steps moved there uncontrollably.

The closer she got, the more excited she became. "How can this be a flower? This is a treasure!"

This flower is called purple moon flower, which can be used to make beauty pills. It is hard to come by, but I didn’t expect there was such a large area of ​​it here.

"Brother Ye, did you bring me here because you discovered the Purple Moon Flower?"

Mu Qingli felt that Bei Mingye brought her here on purpose.

Bei Ming Ye hadn't heard the three words "Brother Ye" for a long time. He felt a little shy, his ears turned slightly red, and he made a "hmm" sound.

Seeing how fond Mu Qingli was of the purple moon flower, he instantly felt that this trip was the right one.

Mu Qingli immediately began to pick these purple moon flowers carefully. Some of the flowers had already produced seeds. She planted the seeds in the space and watered them with Biling spring water. She believed that it would not take long for them to sprout and bloom.

Bei Ming Ye saw that Mu Qingli put all his attention on picking purple moon flowers, and forgot about him, and started to make his presence felt.

He wanted to help Mu Qingli pick flowers so that they could finish picking them faster.

As Bei Mingye's hand reached out for a flower, Mu Qingli slapped it down.

Both of them were stunned. Mu Qingli apologized a little embarrassedly: "Brother Ye, I didn't mean to do that. I just saw your hand suddenly reaching out and hit it subconsciously."

Bei Mingye pursed his lips and his eyes drooped: "Don't blame you, it's all my fault. I wanted to help you pick them together, but my good intentions led to bad results."

His voice was muffled, and to Mu Qingli's ears it sounded like he was aggrieved.

Mu Qingli thought about how Bei Mingye had led him to these words, and how he had accidentally hit him. He regretted his quick action just now, so he pulled up Bei Mingye's hit hand and blew on it: "It's all my fault, does it still hurt?"

Of course it didn't hurt. Bei Ming Ye didn't feel anything at all, but since this could make Mu Qingli feel sorry for him, he might as well pretend. He secretly circulated his spiritual power, making the back of his hand slightly red.

Bei Mingye glanced at Mu Qingli, his eyes flashing, and then the corners of his lips curled up: "It's okay, it's just a little red, it doesn't hurt. How much strength can you use?"

But in Mu Qingli's opinion, he was forcing a smile. She knew how much strength she had just used. Although she did not use spiritual power, Bei Ming Ye had no defense. Her hand was hurt, and it was impossible for Bei Ming Ye not to feel pain.

In order to make amends to Bei Mingye, Mu Qingli directly took his hand: "This way I won't hit you."

Bei Mingye looked down at their interlocked hands, his eyes full of smiles: "Okay, then I'll help you get the box."

Mu Qingli could only pick the flowers with one hand. Bei Mingye offered to help her get the box. She was naturally happy: "Thank you, Brother Ye."

After saying that, she suddenly turned around, stood on tiptoe and gave Bei Mingye a kiss on the cheek, then turned back to continue picking flowers.

Bei Mingye noticed that Mu Qingli was holding his hand a little tighter, and whispered softly in her ear: "I like it very much."