Lin Qingli was a little surprised, and then immediately said with a smile: "You must be Senior Brother Rong, right? Have you forgotten? You and Patriarch Qingyao were injured more than ten years ago..."
Rong Mo's eyes also shone with light, and then he said regretfully: "It turns out to be Miss Lin, but my master has been traveling for many years, do you still want to come back to Weishi Villa with me?"
Lin Qingli's parents died a few years ago. Now he has nothing to worry about. He has just seen the power of the jungle in this world. Now he naturally wants to go back with him: "I also want to practice and help these weak people like me."
The excitement of meeting and chatting with old friends made her turn her head and said in surprise: "Ah? Where is the sister in white just now? I haven't repaid her for saving her life yet."
Rong Mo looked long and far into the distance: "We will meet each other if we are destined."
The night was getting darker and darker. At this moment, Dongfang Mu Yao and Chen Wuchuan were on their way down the mountain. Dongfang Mu Yao said warmly, "Do you want to go back to Feixian Valley? I can take you there."
Sure enough, Shen Wuchuan refused according to the plot in the original work: "Can I go home with my beautiful sister?"
Dongfang Mu Yao's eyes narrowed, and sure enough, no matter how he destroyed the plot, it would always continue. His existence was just a fate arranged by others.
In the darkness of the night, Chen Wuchuan took the initiative to hold her hand and squeezed it slowly, like a young man who was inexperienced in the world, and sincerely said something vague:
"I want to be with my beautiful sister."
As soon as they entered Yuyin Villa, everyone nodded and bowed: "Young Master."
The Dongfang family is full of loyal people. Dongfang Muyao's father and brother all died in the battlefield. Now the acting head of the entire Yuyin Villa is her mother, Su Qionghua.
After testing Shen Wuchuan's spiritual power, Su Qionghua nodded with satisfaction: "He has a good talent and is a young practitioner. From now on, you can become my disciple."
Chen Wuchuan immediately performed the apprenticeship ceremony: "Disciple meets Master." It was obvious that he was very happy. He smiled crookedly at Dongfang Muyao. His beautiful appearance looked more like that of a little girl, but Muyao's mood remained the same. All very peaceful.
It was originally planned by fate, and there were no disturbances at all. There was nothing to be happy about.
"Okay, Mu Yao, come with me." Su Qionghua retracted his gaze and said to Dongfang Mu Yao.
Dongfang Mu Yao followed Su Qionghua to the back hall. There were several portraits hanging in the back hall. The first two were of a young man and a boy, namely her father Dongfang Jingyu and her brother Dongfang Zhongqing.
"Kneel down." She lost her gentle look and spoke coldly.
The candlelight was full of light, reflecting her cool aura under her purple clothes.
Dongfang Muyao obeyed and knelt in front of the two portraits. Su Qionghua said coldly: "I think you are really slacking off these days. You should have been able to handle things in three or two days, but you delayed it for seven days. Brother is really far behind."
Dongfang Zhong is a genius that is unique even five hundred years from now. How many people in the world can surpass him?
Originally, Dongfang Muyao had been in poor health since he was a child and had only average talents, so he was not expected to have any hope. The next head of the family was also defaulted to be Dongfang Zhongqing, but who would have thought that Dongfang Zhongqing would be short-lived and ruin the hope of the entire Dongfang family.
So Su Qionghua started to train herself like crazy again, hoping that she could become the second Dongfang Love.
"Brother is an unprecedented genius." Dongfang Mu Yao calmly looked at the portrait in front of him and said, "Mu Yao will work hard."
"What's the use of your efforts? If it weren't for the accumulation of pills over the years, do you think you would be where you are today?" Su Qionghua struck: "Don't forget the responsibilities you shoulder."
"Mu Yao will never forget it for a moment." Dongfang Mu Yao looked a little solemn.
She always felt that this old widow was PUAing her!
"Your foundation has been laid over the years. It's time to go out and practice. Don't let those old guys think that our Yuyin Villa has no hope." Su Qionghua said without concealment, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Use your best.
Come on, I want you to be my most powerful sword."
"……yes."
Su Qionghua handed her a map: "There is something strange happening in Tianqi Mountain. Huh, those old guys kept it a secret, but it's just that there are many heavenly materials and treasures in it, and I only want you to take one of them."
On the border of the map, there was a herb painted on it. She continued: "The name of this medicine is Danyang grass. It will greatly improve the secret skills I have learned at Yuyin Villa. This move can only succeed and cannot fail." She said coldly: "
If you can't get it, don't come back to see me."
"yes."
When Dongfang Mu Yao went out, a voice came from behind: "Sister!"
Mu Yao turned her head and saw a young man in black standing at the end of the corridor. The voice just now was made by the young man. This man was her cousin Liu Qingdu.
Liu Qingdu ran over excitedly: "Sister, I didn't expect you to come back so soon. How about it? Is it fun outside?"
Dongfang Muyao said calmly: "Don't slack off when it comes to your responsibilities."
Liu Qingdu continued: "Then you can take me to play next time."
"There are many things in the family. I will take you out after I have taken care of them."
The system on Dongfang Mu Yao has been on standby from morning to night. She has been traveling through time for a whole day and has not given her a single task.
She came to the Library Pavilion according to her original memory. The disciples outside the Library Pavilion saw her coming late at night and immediately greeted her: "Young Master."
The original body has been either reborn or practicing hard over the past year. I think all the letters written by the male protagonist have been placed here.
"Has anyone written to me these days?"
"This..." the disciple said solemnly: "Since the young master came back, countless people have written letters. In order to prevent you from being distracted, the master ordered that all the belongings of these people be suppressed."
Because Dongfang Mu Yao left too quickly, Rong Mo always missed her and wrote letters of concern for her every now and then. Unexpectedly, none of the letters fell into Dongfang Mu Yao's hands.
Dongfang Muyao rummaged through the bookshelf that had been dormant for many years, and finally found those letters.
She opened them one by one according to the period:
"Mu Yao Qinqi:
When I returned to Biluo College, I was told that you had left. I regretted not being able to see you for the last time. I know that Dongfang Zhongqing's death was a great blow to Yuyin Villa, but people cannot be resurrected after death, so don't
Too sad, the most important thing right now is to cherish yourself and bide your time.
They all want you to become the second love of the East, but I hope that one day you can transcend love and avenge him with your own hands.
Qishi Villa Rongmo."
"Mu Yao Qinqi:
I heard that you have become the young head of the family. I am very happy for you. You are no longer the little girl who couldn't even hold a sword. Maybe when we meet again, you will be my close comrade-in-arms.
Come out of Villa Rongmo"
"Mu Yao Qinqi:
Are you busy with life? Or are you angry that I couldn't see you..."
Dongfang Mu Yao slowly looked at the letter in his hand, while playing with the envelope, wondering what the male protagonist's feelings were towards her now, but while playing with it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.