After leaving the sword training platform, Heng Yu picked up a sycamore tree again.

This sycamore tree is extremely tall and has thick branches. It won’t feel uncomfortable when lying on it. Moreover, it is not easy for someone to break in deep in the forest.

Compared with its benefits, the disadvantage of sparse leaves that are easily dazzling by light is not so unbearable.

Heng Yu looked around and picked a leaf larger than his face, and then sat on the tree with a flash.

She lay down slowly, covered the leaves on her face, and fell asleep humming a song that was not in tune.

In fact, the pure land chosen by Heng Yu is not very pure.

Just as she was drowsy, a pretty voice came from under the tree: "Lord Luo is in great interest."

Very interested!

Her interest in sleeping was caused by these people little by little.

Heng Yu raised his hand to remove the leaves blocking his face, turned his head to look at the woman standing under the tree.

After searching in memory, Heng Yu's eyebrows slightly raised: "It turns out it's Muzhu."

Only three of the top ten young masters are women.

Among them, Hengyu has a cold temperament, Wumei takes the charming route, while Mu Huan takes the beautiful route.

She was wearing a half-covered pink gauze dress, with an innocent expression on her face and her eyes as clear as a fairy with a pure heart.

But this is just a manifestation.

Mu Huan's cultivation level at the peak of foundation building can be completely improved by relying on dual cultivation.

Mu Huan looked up at Hengyu with a shimmering light in his eyes: "Have Master Luo seen the Buddhist son enlightened?"

"I haven't seen it before."

Mu Huan had a little more longing on his face, and he didn't care whether Heng Yu wanted to hear it: "My senior brother Huo is noble and outstanding, has superb Buddhism, and has a top-notch appearance. When I saw him, I felt that this person was me. As a result, God helped me, and he really wanted to enter the world to overcome the love disaster. Does Lord Luo think this is a marriage given by God?"

Speaking of this, Mu Huan also licked the corners of his lips gently.

Innocence and bewitching, these two completely contradictory temperaments coexist well in her.

Heng Yu: "..."

Where does this come from the conjecture patients?

Her lips raised and she honestly replied: "No."

After saying that, Heng Yu raised his hand to block his eyes, feeling that the sun's rays were really dazzling.

So she put the leaves on top of her head.

The smile on Mu Huan's face became frozen.

The front edge of the blade hangs slightly, just enough to help Hengyu block the dazzling sunshine.

When her eyes felt more comfortable, she became interested in chatting.

Heng Yu asked curiously: "If the mission falls on you, how do you plan to guide the Buddhist son?"

This person is so confident and looks forward to getting the task of helping the Buddhist son. What special strategies should be there?

Mu Huan smiled confidently and said, "No matter how noble the Buddhist son is, he is still a man. The direct method may be very good."

She stretched her waist and a large area of ​​spring was exposed.

Based on how Mu Huan quickly advanced, it is not difficult to guess what the so-called "direct means" is.

This answer really disappointed Heng Yu.

That's it?

"You can't beat him, so why do you use more direct means?"

At this time, Heng Yu's originally extremely calm heart suddenly raised a little.

The charming and charming skills are amazing, but those who practice Buddhism are tough in their minds and are the least likely to be charmed by charming skills.

This Mu Huan is another type who has no brains and only knows how to convince people by sleeping...

In the end, I will guide the troublesome and boring task of Buddhist son...

It won't fall on her head!

Mu Huan wrapped her long hair with her fingers and started playing with it casually.

"I can get to this point today, Lord Luo should not underestimate my methods."

When Heng Yu heard the other party's confident words, he was immediately calmer.

"So that's it, I'll walk slowly but not send you off."

She covered the leaves back on her face and fell down to continue sleeping.

This body was previously insane. After taking the sixth grade pill, the damaged meridians were slowly repairing. However, the side effects of the pill were extremely strong. Heng Yu could only rely on sleep to divert his attention to ignore the body that was suffering from vague pain in his limbs.

Mu Huan wanted to say something else, but seeing Heng Yu's completely disagreeable appearance, she stomped her feet hard and turned around and left.

The woods were quiet again.

Heng Yu put one hand on the back of his head and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

But she had not yet fallen asleep, a stream of light flashed across the sky. After locking Hengyu's breath, it rotated and fell next to her, turning into a sound transmission note.

The sound transmission sounded vibrating, Hengyu: "..."

Why is it so difficult to sleep?

She reached out to grab the sound transmission note, and the spiritual power surged directly crushed the sound transmission note.

The sound transmission note turned into the voice of her master, Elder Youyun.

"Advisor returns quickly."

Heng Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

Her cheap master has come out of seclusion?

When Heng Yu came over a month ago, Youyun was in seclusion and refining alchemy.

Now that he has come out of seclusion, the pills must have been refined.

Her master is a very powerful character.

——In the late stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, the path of charming skills has almost reached its peak.

Fortunately, Youyun has been in seclusion all year round. Although the two are masters and apprentices, they have not been together for much time. Now that the core of this body has changed, Youyun should not be able to see it.

After all, with the intervention of the Time and Space Administration, her fit with this body is 100%.

Heng Yu sat up, pulled out the long sword tied around his waist, and flew back to Ningyu Peak with the sword.

He pushed open the creaking wooden door, stepped on the yellow sycamore leaves on the ground and walked to the stone table. Heng Yu bowed to Youyun in his respectful appearance.

"No need to be polite." You Yun raised his hand and pointed at another empty stone bench, "Sit down. I call you here this time to talk to you about the inner door mission."

Heng Yu walked over and sat down, picked up the tea and took a sip, and then took the opportunity to look at You Yun's appearance.

Sitting on the stone bench, wearing red clothes, he was obviously very serious, covering all his skin tightly, but he still showed a charming style.

Just a simple move reveals an extremely moving freehand painting.

You Yun was about to speak when he suddenly exclaimed: "Have you abandoned the practice of charm?"

I haven't seen each other for more than a month, and the charming look between this disciple's eyebrows has disappeared.

Now I am wearing a green Taoist robe, with a cold and sparse temperament. If I hadn't had long hair loose, I would have looked like those Taoist disciples from famous and upright sects.

Heng Yu did not answer immediately, and she asked, "Does Master mind?"

Her master is a master of charm.

Youyun is now her biggest backer. If Youyun minds, she will definitely answer that she has not abandoned the art of charm:)

It is still very important to live a comfortable life.

"It doesn't matter." You Yun said, "But..."

Heng Yu was very bachelor: "Master, I have abandoned the practice of charm."

You Yun was choked: "If you don't practice charm in Hehuan Sect, how can you get the admiration value?"

He didn't spend much time with this personal disciple, but he gave the other party's main practices, so You Yun naturally knew that the technique needed to be assisted when breaking through the Killing Pill and Nascent Soul stages.

Speaking of this, You Yun felt a little disgusted: "Your admiration is only one thousand, right? Thinking about my admiration at your level back then, my admiration has already exceeded 100,000."

Heng Yu doesn't want to discuss this issue.

She was about to help Youyun add tea, but Youyun noticed something was wrong and grabbed her wrist first.

A cold spiritual power flowed from Youyun's palm into Hengyu's body.

The next moment, Youyun let go of her hand and frowned slightly between her eyebrows.

"Mediterraneous meridians are damaged? Have you ever been in a devil?"
To be continued...