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

The little girl nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Mu Qingli without blinking, as if Mu Qingli would disappear in the next second.

"What's your name?"

Mu Qingli thought she had a name, so she couldn't just be called Ringwraith, right?

The little girl thought about it, but couldn't remember anything. She pouted angrily and looked at Mu Qingli cautiously:

"I...I forgot. I have lost a lot of my memories. But don't worry, Master. I will recover my memories in the future. Please don't abandon me."

The little girl tugged at the corner of Mu Qingli's clothes pitifully, her eyes were a little wet, and even her voice was a little tearful, for fear that Mu Qingli would abandon her.

Mu Qingli reached out and rubbed the little girl's head. It was so soft and cute.

"Don't worry, I won't abandon you. Since you don't have a name, just take my surname and call yourself Mu Mian. From now on, I'll call you Mian Mian, okay?"

Mu Mian raised her head excitedly and threw herself into Mu Qingli's arms: "I like this name! I have a name, my name is Mian Mian!"

"Mianmian, I'm going out now. I'll come in and play with you next time."

Mu Qingli already knew how to get out. She had been in the space for several days, and her grandfather would be worried if she didn't go back.

Mianmian looked at Mu Qingli pitifully, her expression aggrieved: "Master, Mianmian wants to go out too. Mianmian hasn't been out for a long time."

Mu Qingli really couldn't bear to refuse, but Mianmian was so young, what if she got hurt when she went out?

As if she could tell what Mu Qingli was hesitating about, Mianmian immediately turned into a small butterfly and landed on Mu Qingli's shoulder:

"Master, I can become smaller! And Mianmian is very powerful. She can help you fight the bad guys!"

The little butterfly's wings were crystal clear, sparkling with a faint light, and were extremely beautiful, but it was extremely small, and it was impossible to see it on Mu Qingli's shoulder without looking carefully.

Mu Qingli compromised, took Mianmian out of the space, and returned to the stream where she had just disappeared. After looking around, he walked in one direction.

Not long after Mu Qingli left this place, a man appeared out of nowhere where he had just stood.

The man was tall and slender, dressed in a flowing black robe, with a ghost mask on his face. His eyes under the mask were as dark as lacquer, with an innate indifference, making him look cold and aloof.

"Longze, do you feel her breath?"

It was unknown who the man was talking to, his inky hair fluttering in the wind, and his cold temperament was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Not sure if he heard the answer he wanted, the man glanced in the direction Mu Qingli left and disappeared in an instant.

It took Mu Qingli a full hour to finally return to the Nether Forest.

There are many monsters in the Nether Forest, and the deeper you go, the higher the level of the monsters.

It is said that there is a holy beast in the center, surrounded by countless spirit beasts. The tallest spirit beast has the tendency to be promoted to a holy beast, and its strength is comparable to that of a spiritual master.

The strength of that holy beast is at the fourth level of holy beast, comparable to the eighth level of spiritual master. There are only a handful of spiritual masters in the entire Tianlin Kingdom, and the highest is only the seventh level of spiritual master.

Unfortunately, Mu Qingli had arrived at the deepest part of the Nether Forest, the area where legendary spirit beasts roamed.

Although Mu Qingli did not realize the danger in this place, he was very vigilant, and his hiding skills from his previous life were fully displayed at this moment.

thump!

Mu Qingli suddenly tripped and fell into the bushes beside him, while Mianmian, who was on his shoulder, fell in a parabola. Fortunately, she had wings, so she didn't fall face first to the ground.

what?

Mu Qingli stood up with a head full of leaves, narrowed his eyes and looked around. His gaze moved to the place where something had just tripped him. It was a foot.

Mianmian flapped her wings and flew forward along the foot for a distance, conveying a message to Mu Qingli in her mind:

"Master, there is a man here, he seems to have fainted."

Mu Qingli had an idea and hid the poison powder in the space in his hand for emergency use. He picked up a branch beside him and poked the fainted person.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Qingli's eyes flashed with doubt. Could this man be dead? Or was he framed like herself?

Mu Qingli had seen many dead people, so she wasn't frightened at the moment. To clarify the situation, she roughly turned the person over.

When he saw the man's appearance, Mu Qingli took a breath - beautiful, so beautiful!

The man had long, inky black hair and a handsome, angular face. His messy hair fell across his face, making him look cold and strange, with distinct facial features, just like a model.

Mu Qingli had never seen such a handsome man. Even the male stars in the 25th century were not as handsome as him. It was simply a foul of his good looks.

Mu Qingli was stunned and even forgot what to do next.

Mu Qingli didn't come back to his senses until Mianmian fell on his shoulder again.

Mu Qingli admitted that he was negligent. If he was on a mission at this moment, he would have lost his life long ago.

Mu Qingli shook his head and was about to leave when the young man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp and contained a hint of murderous intent.

Logically speaking, this is not the look a man of his age should have.

Mu Qingli immediately took two steps back and tightened his hand holding the poison. If he wanted to do anything, the poison would fly into the boy's mouth in an instant.

For some reason, she felt that this young man was somewhat dangerous, as if she was being watched.

But the next moment, the murderous intent in the boy's eyes disappeared completely, and his dark eyes looked at Mu Qingli without blinking, as if containing some strange emotions, but he concealed it very well.

"do not go."

The boy's voice was so soft that it seemed like it would be shattered by a gust of wind. He looked extremely pitiful.

Mu Qingli couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The young man thought for a moment, his eyes lowered, looking a little sad: "I only remember that my name is Bei Ming Ye, and I don't remember anything else."

Bei Ming Ye frowned, as if he was trying hard to recall why he was here, but the result was not satisfactory. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it. It seemed that he had a headache from thinking so much, and he hugged his head tightly with both hands.

"Since you can't remember, then don't think about it."

Mu Qingli looked at his painful expression, and a trace of pity flashed across her face. She always felt that this young man was a little familiar, but she was very sure that she had never seen this young man before.

She took out a very ordinary healing medicine and threw it to Bei Mingye: "Are you injured? Eat this."

Although she gave him the medicine, Mu Qingli did not let her guard down against him. She added the juice of a certain medicinal herb to the medicine. It was not poisonous, but it would make a person unable to move for half an hour.

Although she didn't want to bully the boy, he looked too dangerous and was beyond her ability to deal with at the moment. The only way was to make him unable to move and leave quickly.

Bei Ming Ye looked at the pill and without even a second's hesitation, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

I thought that this young man would be on guard and would not eat my pill, but I didn't expect that he would swallow it directly, which gave me the opportunity to leave.

Mu Qingli couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Why don't you ask what this is? Aren't you afraid it's poison?"