"This...this is..."

In a daze, Mu Qing seemed to see the reflection in the lake.

This feeling is like a dream, but also like water. It enters my mind silently and then quietly withdraws from my mind.

But it's real.

The whole process is fragmented, like pieces put together, floating intermittently before our eyes.

When the angle of view is locked, the back of the green-haired woman is so familiar. When he is stunned, he slightly raises his eyes and sees her beautiful face.

The fragrance of rose petals is still there, and the long hair is as smooth as the spring field.

At this moment, a special connection seemed to be established between her and her, and the image just now was engraved deep in the soul, extremely clear.

"How is this possible..."

The girl murmured and stood in front of the statue, her mind in a state of confusion.

For a moment, it was difficult to tell which was reality and which was illusion.

"Chief Spirit, Sister Pingyi, Senior Razina..."

"It turns out that the restraints on their bodies were actually the ones you put up before leaving to protect 'him'."

"And...you, how far have you cultivated...? Can you really do something like controlling the three first generations by yourself...?"

Mu Qing could not imagine what kind of existence in this world could be able to deal with the extreme horrors of "time flow", "soul death" and "great curse" without showing fear and calmly.

You must know that the words "suppressing the first generation" are "impossible" in the eyes of all the new generation envoys in Jinghua Palace.

Almost everyone knows that whether it is Razina, Pony, or the most terrifying Hua Ling, any spiritual technique performed by any one of them is enough to cause the person in front of them to die suddenly without leaving a trace.

But the flower god——

The person in front of him, named "Lin Youmu", was engraved in the depths of his memory by his master, and he was willing to pay any price to find it. She was eighty-nine times similar to her... She was able to directly remove some ancient fragments.

Conveyed through "touch".

"Huh...it's incredible."

Mu Qing knew in her heart that this already involved the biggest secret of Jinghua Palace ten thousand years ago, and also related to the "March Memories" that the master cared about most.

Even the owner himself has long forgotten these fragments.

"It would be nice if the hole could be filled."

As if she thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's right. If I can know these things that he doesn't know and want to know most, and then convey them to him in some way... does that mean that I can firmly tie his heart?

…?”

Thinking of this, the girl suddenly felt that she had seized an important opportunity, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Yes, yes! It must be like this.

As long as I can continue to satisfy the master and fill in what the master wants to explore, then he will definitely care about me more! This must be true!"

Almost without stopping, Mu Qing muttered to herself, stood up on tiptoes again, and stretched out her smooth little hands towards the statue in front of her——

"Hey, Sister Yuzuki, I'm sorry. In order not to be left behind by the other sisters, in order to make the master notice me as he notices you - just let me touch you again~"

Her tone was soft and she begged: "I want to know more stories about that time!"

…

Fur——

The breeze blows gently.

Vaguely, the girl felt as if something had changed inside her body.

However, the moment the green-white jade finger touched the cheek of the god again, what Mu Qing thought was the scene of "a large number of secrets emerging in fragments" did not really happen. Instead, there was a dizzy emptiness.

feeling.

"Um...! What, what's going on?"

The girl almost couldn't stand still, and staggered down and sat back on the futon.

Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that the "black colored spiritual energy" in his body had silently dried up at some point.

"?!"

At this time, Mu Qing was completely shocked.

She opened her small mouth, feeling this powerlessness, and could not speak for a long time.

"This is impossible."

After taking a deep breath, the girl murmured and raised her hands in front of her eyes, with her palms facing up.

All this time, the energy that Lu Lingqiu renamed "The Power of Flower Evil" has never been truly exhausted.

Even if it is picked by him occasionally, there will still be some remaining under his deliberate control, and it will not be as empty as it is now.

After all, as the master, Lu Lingqiu is very concerned about the speed of the request from the spirit envoy. Especially Mu Qing is cute and cute, which will make him feel pity when he acts and cannot bear to obey his desires.

"Could it be that my spiritual power... was sucked away when I just peeked at those fragments?"

Mu Qing was extremely smart and quickly figured out the general direction of the matter. He saw her staring at the statue intently, as if he wanted to see something in "her" eyes.

"Logically speaking, with the amount of spiritual energy in my Yunshen realm, if it were all injected into a certain spiritual power carrier, not to mention bursting open, there would at least be a big reaction, right? But you...

"

The girl’s face is wrinkled:

"After you drank my pure energy, not only did you not move at all, but you also didn't change at all, and you didn't give me any memory! It's like my cultivation has disappeared into the sea! In terms of emotion and reason,

Isn’t this a bit too much, pretty sister??”

"..."

The girl waited for three breaths, while the statue remained quiet.

Seeing that her complaints were fruitless, Mu Qing sighed softly, remained silent for another tea, then shook her head and said:

"Okay, okay, I understand. You are collecting payment for the previous memory, right?"

She asked and answered herself: "...So, if I want to obtain your memory, I should provide the corresponding energy?"

"That is to say, in addition to satisfying brother Lingqiu's demands in daily practice, I also have to come and worship you from time to time, sister. Only in this way can I achieve my goal, right?"

After thinking about it, she had initially come to the conclusion she wanted.

It was still quiet outside the pavilion.

Somehow, just looking at the statue like this, Mu Qing would always unconsciously put her in front of her and the owner she was thinking about into the same picture.

The strange thing is that even so, the girl who regards her master as everything does not feel inconsistent at all. Instead, she thinks that he and she are a "perfect match", just like a couple born to be a match...

If it had been anyone else, that would never have been possible.

"It's really strange, why do you feel this way?"

Mu Qing stood up, walked around the statue several times, and analyzed calmly:

"As the God of Flowers, your cultivation is as high as the sky, and you can even suppress existences that are simply untouchable... Am I obsessed with your strength?"

When I thought about it again, I realized that:

"...No, that's not right. Even if we imagine another god, even she can cover the sky with only one hand... But if you want to occupy the master, I will definitely be the first to object!"

"Well, yes, I think you and the master are compatible because..."

Ta,ta,ta...

The steps stopped here.

The girl stands in front of the statue,

Raised his head slightly,

He studied her face carefully as never before.

One breath.

Ten breaths.

Hundreds of breaths.

His brows gradually furrowed and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Um……"

Another stick of incense time passed.

"hiss!"

suddenly!

She touched the spiritual ring on her left hand.
To be continued...