my little fairy

"Ah Yu!!"

When Ye Qinghe woke up from the dream, he was holding the two jade pendants in his hands, and he fell asleep lying on Qingyu's bed at some point.When he woke up, it was just dawn and Yunfeng Mountain was still asleep, but he dared not close his eyes.

At noon, they planned to go to the back mountain to look for Ye Qinghe, today Chen Ci came up the mountain, they haven't had dinner together for a long time.

When they arrived, they saw Ye Qinghe flying into the sky with a golden light.

"Xingzhi, is that senior brother!"

"Yes! He succeeded! He went to find Qingyu!"

"Ye Qinghe! You must bring Qingyu back!"

Ye Qinghe finally went to the Nine Heavens, the guide Xiaoxian has been waiting here for a long time.

"Congratulations to the return of the immortal, the little immortal came out of the dust to lead the way for the immortal."

"Dust?"

All this is exactly the same as his dream, Ye Qinghe began to feel flustered and scared.

"Excuse me, do you know where Qingyu Xianjun is?"

"Immortal Qingyu?"

"It's the one who ascended from Mingling Mountain more than 100 years ago."

"Is that Xianjun?"

Ye Qinghe felt that his breathing had stopped, he was afraid that Chuchen's next sentence would be the one in his dream.

"Ye Qinghe?"

The reality does not completely overlap with the dream, and a bright mirror appears in the reality.

"Mingjing Immortal?"

"Have you become a fairy? Finally, you didn't waste Qingyu's hundred years of cultivation."

"Does Xianjun know where Ayu is?"

"I know what you want to ask, come with me."

Mingjing brought Qinghe to a fairy mountain, followed a small road, and after turning seven turns, a cave appeared.

"here is?"

"This is the place I used to practice in order to avoid being caught by my parents. If others know that Qingyu broke the seal without authorization and used his own cultivation to save the child of the demon princess, he may have to go down to earth and suffer for a few more years." .There is plenty of aura here, so it is perfect for Qingyu to cultivate here."

"Ayu, Ah Yu is really still alive!"

Ye Qinghe can finally rest assured, as expected, dreams are dreams, and dreams are always reversed.

"What? You don't want him alive?"

"No! I didn't!"

"Okay, I know."

Ye Qinghe was a little confused about Ming Jing's temper for a while.

"Ayu, how is he doing now?"

"He's been sleeping for ten years, and he hasn't woken up yet. I don't know what's going on with him."

"How could this be?"

"How could this happen! He took advantage of the loose seal to forcefully break it. That was the seal of the gods, and it was enough to kill half of his life."

Ye Qinghe couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought of this, he must have suffered internal injuries at that time, and he stabbed him with a sword.

Ming Jingjing can read minds like that, and he actually knows what he is thinking at the moment.

"Don't blame yourself, your sword didn't hurt the vitals. He did this because he used his remaining cultivation to save you. If it weren't for my good medical skills, you really wouldn't be able to see him!"

"Thank you, Immortal Mirror Mirror!"

"It's not your turn to thank me if you want to thank me."

Ye Qinghe really didn't know whether this Immortal Mirror Mirror was good at talking or not.In fact, Ming Jing didn't hate Ye Qinghe that much, but Mo Chuan hated him, and he couldn't even like him.

"I, can I go in and see him?"

"I have no opinion."

"Great!"

"But other people have opinions."

Ye Qinghe felt that Immortal Mingjing might be able to become a brother with Chen Ci.The ability to choke people with words is no weaker than Chen Ci.

"Ming Jing, what are you dawdling about outside?"

People who have opinions on Ye Qinghe finally appeared at this moment.

"Ye Qinghe? Why did you bring him here! Don't you think Ah Yu is not miserable enough!"

Ming Jing knew that Mo Chuan would scold Ye Qinghe first when he saw Ye Qinghe.After Mo Chuan scolded Ming Jing enough, he quietly said Ye Qinghe, this is Qingyu's brother.

"Qing He met his brother."

"Who is your brother! Don't mess around!"

"Qinghe has met Xianjun Mo Chuan, can Xianjun let me meet Ayu?"

Mo Chuan became angry when he saw him, and even more angry when he heard that he saw Qingyu.

"Ayu is also what you can call! Do you still want to see him? Do you think you haven't hurt him enough? He is like this! Can't you let him go?"

Ye Qinghe knew that Mo Chuan was angry. If he thought about it from a different position, he felt that Mo Chuan was already very polite to him, at least so far he hadn't directly driven him away.Ye Qinghe knew that he was sorry for Qingyu, so he knelt down towards Mo Chuan, only begging Mo Chuan to let him see Qingyu.

"Mo Chuan Xianjun, I know that I am sorry for Ah Yu, I promise I will not hurt him again, please let me meet him!"

"Do you think that if you kneel down, I will allow you to see him? Let me tell you! Don't think about it! If you want to kneel, go to the side to kneel, so that I won't be upset when I look at you."

Mo Chuan turned around and entered the cave with a flick of his sleeves. Ming Jing looked at Ye Qinghe who was kneeling, but he was helpless, and he might be scolded if he went in.

After Ming Jing went in, he quietly observed Mo Chuan's expression. If he dared to mention Ye Qinghe at this moment, no!With one word, Mo Chuan could throw him out.

"Mo Chuan..."

"Shut up! Don't plead for him!"

"I meant to say..."

"It's useless to say anything! If it weren't for the sake of our friendship, I wouldn't want to say anything to you."

"actually……"

"Actually, what! If you think Ye Qinghe is pitiful, go out and kneel with him!"

Ming Jing sighed helplessly, Mo Chuan really didn't let him say a word as he expected.He had no choice but to lift the cover of the wine jar, poured a glass and handed it over.

"I just want to ask you, do you want to try my 50-year-old Qionghua Zui?"

Mo Chuan squinted at Ming Jing, who was holding a wine glass with both hands with a flattering expression.Mo Chuan's good wine, especially Ming Jing's good wine, the 50-year-old wine is fragrant, hooking the wine worm in Mo Chuan's belly.

"How? How does it taste?"

"Your brewing skills have always been good."

Mo Chuan drank several cups but did not see what Ming Jing said, so he couldn't sit still.

"Aren't you going to plead for Ye Qinghe?"

"Why should I plead for him? Qingyu is your younger brother, that is, my younger brother. If I didn't hit him, it's fine, why should I plead for him?"

"Then why did you bring him here?"

"We don't want to see him, but what if Qingyu wants to see him?"

Mo Chuan looked at his younger brother lying on the stone bed. He had been lying down for ten years, and no matter how much he called him every day, he still couldn't wake up. Could Ye Qinghe wake him up?