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

Bei Mingye sighed: "I was afraid you would worry. I was almost healed, but you still found out."

"how did you make it?"

Mu Qingli calmed down and began to inquire about the origin of the wound.

If it was an ordinary wound, it could be healed by elixirs, but the wound on Bei Ming Ye's body was a little different and could only be healed by his own repair ability.

Fortunately, Bei Ming Ye has a strong repair ability, otherwise the wound would definitely be bloody.

"The demons sent a powerful one, and I was injured by his magic power. I have already killed that demon."

Mu Qingli nodded, took out the Biling spring water, cleaned Bei Mingye's wound, and then took out a special medicine powder and sprinkled it on Bei Mingye's wound.

Bei Ming Ye said nothing, as if the wound that Mu Qingli was treating was not his.

Mu Qingli blew gently on Bei Mingye's wound, and Bei Mingye shrank back.

"Does it hurt?"

A trace of heartache flashed across Mu Qingli's face.

Bei Mingye originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but when he saw Mu Qingli's expression at the moment, he hissed, "It hurts a little, but it will go away if you blow on it."

Mu Qingli believed it and blew on Bei Mingye's wound a few more times.

Bei Mingye's breathing became rapid. The breath blown by Mu Qingli went along his waist and reached his abdomen, which was really a torture.

You will suffer the consequences of your own actions. Bei Ming Ye pulled up his clothes in a flash. Mu Qingli was startled by his action and kept blowing air with her mouth without moving.

Bei Ming Ye turned her head around and kissed her.

Mu Qingli reacted and immediately stepped back: "What are you doing?"

Bei Mingye straightened his clothes and restored them to their original state: "I'm kissing you."

Mu Qingli: "..." I don't want to pay attention to him anymore.

But she suddenly thought of the scene she saw in the Heavenly Secret Chains, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know there's a place where it's pitch black, with no sunlight at all, and it's very difficult to get out once you enter it?"

Speaking of business, Bei Mingye also became serious: "From your description, this place is a bit like a black hole."

Mu Qingli heard the word black hole for the first time: "Black hole? What is that?"

“On the way to the other side of the sea, you will pass through a period of spatial turbulence. If you have not reached the Spirit King Realm, there is a 50% chance of encountering a black hole.

Although the black hole is isolated from the outside world, because of this, the spiritual energy inside is also abundant, but it is difficult to get out. "

It was difficult to utter a few more words, and Bei Ming spoke very seriously.

However, Mu Qingli still heard the hidden meaning in Bei Mingye's words: "Have you ever been in a black hole before?"

Bei Ming Ye didn't hide it from her and nodded: "When I was young, I passed by there and was accidentally sucked in. It took me three years to get out."

Bei Mingye spoke very calmly, as if he was recounting someone else's experience.

When Mu Qingli thought of Bei Mingye's unfortunate fate, she felt even more sorry for him.

"How did you get into that place? And how did you get out?"

Bei Ming Ye suddenly laughed: "I didn't want to stay there any longer, so I thought about running away. I didn't expect that they had already held a funeral for me after I got out. This also gave me a reason to get rid of Bei Ming Palace and establish the current Zi Xiao Pavilion.

As for how to get out... a black hole is like a formation. As long as you find the center of the black hole, you can get out. I stumbled upon it by accident at first."

Mu Qingli didn't expect this to happen, and subconsciously asked, "So they didn't know from the beginning that you founded Zixiao Palace? Your father didn't know either?"

Speaking of his father, Bei Mingye's face flashed with disdain: "He only has his good son in his heart. He thought I was dead a long time ago. If I hadn't accidentally exposed my true identity, they wouldn't have known it until now."

Mu Qingli avoided Bei Mingye's wound and hugged him tightly: "It's okay, you still have me, I will always be with you."

Bei Mingye's originally tense face gradually softened, and he even asked, "When will Li Ya introduce me to Grandpa? Even my brother is fine."

When this was mentioned, Mu Qingli felt a little guilty. She always felt that her brother had seen something, but had been holding back and not exploding.

If he revealed his relationship with Bei Mingye now, Mu Qingchen would definitely explode.

No, no, Bei Ming Ye is still injured. Let’s wait until he recovers.

Mu Qingli quietly changed the subject: "My brother is only seventeen, and you are already eighteen. Do you want to follow me and call him brother?"

Bei Mingye smiled: "Li'er's brother is naturally my brother. As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little."

Mu Qingli put his head on Bei Mingye's shoulder and said, "When your injury is healed, I will introduce you to my brother, but I think my brother will beat you."

Mu Qingli thought of how her brother doted on his sister, and silently lit a candle for Bei Mingye in her heart.

Although Mu Qingchen was not as strong as Bei Ming Yegao, Bei Ming absolutely did not dare to fight back and could only accept the beating from Mu Qingchen.

Thinking of Bei Mingye being forced to be beaten, Mu Qingli laughed out loud.

Bei Mingye knew what he was thinking when he saw her expression. He reached out and tapped her forehead: "You, you, do you really want to see me get humiliated?"

Mu Qingli nodded immediately: "I have never seen you get frustrated, so naturally I want to see it."

Ever since I met Bei Ming Ye, he always acted like an all-knowing and omnipotent person, as if nothing in the world could stump him.

Many of Mu Qingli's questions were solved by him, he was like an almighty God.

Who wouldn’t be excited to think that even the Almighty God could be humiliated?

"For you, I really endured humiliation, so, can you let me kiss you again?"

Bei Mingye reached out and held Mu Qingli's shoulders, his head slightly lowered, with a little expectation in his eyes.

Mu Qingli's eyes warmed up when he saw this and he nodded slightly.

The expectation in Bei Mingye's eyes turned into surprise, and he lowered his head and gently kissed Mu Qingli's forehead.

As her forehead moved down, she finally kissed the red lips that he had missed for a long time, passionately and lingeringly.

After the kiss, Mu Qingli's face flushed and her whole body felt weak. She lay on Bei Mingye like a ball of water, breathing heavily.

She looked at Bei Ming Ye, whose breathing was normal and whose expression remained unchanged, and reached out to pat his back. "It's not fair. It must be because I haven't practiced enough, so I'm not very good at it. I must practice more in the future! No, it must be because I'm too weak. No, I need to practice!"

"Okay then, I'll be your sparring partner."

Mu Qingli didn't know what kind of sparring partner he was talking about, so he immediately refused: "No."

Bei Mingye's fingertips brushed through Mu Qingli's hair and he whispered, "I've discovered an excellent place for training this time. Do you want to go there?"