Under the waterfall.

The rushing water rushed down, hitting the head of the woman who was sitting at the bottom of the waterfall, and splashed in all directions.

Mu Ci has been here for a long time. She glanced at the book "Internal Power Secrets" and threw it directly to Wen Xiuqi. It was mentioned in the plot that he was an expert in this area, so it would be great to let him teach her directly.

Concentrate your Qi carefully, build your foundation and consolidate your essence, move it with your breathing, and freely mobilize the Qi in your body.

She used the most basic but core mantra that runs through everything to refine her inner strength.

On the gravel road beside the waterfall, there was a square table, a cup of tea, and a book. Wen Xiuqi, still wearing his black robe, sat beside them, flipping through the book "Internal Power Mentality" in his hand, while checking on Mu Ci's progress in cultivation.

After these days of guidance and interactions, Wen Xiuqi found that he seemed to have underestimated this lustful and shameless Tenth Princess.

Regardless of how he evaluated her character, he was extremely amazed by her talent in martial arts.

Perhaps it was because the formulas in this book "Internal Power Heart Sutra" were so profound, or perhaps Qiu Muchi himself had already practiced the basics of internal power, but through these days of getting along, he slowly gained a new understanding of her.

Moreover, even though he lost more than ten years of internal strength for the sake of an unrelated person, he still looked calm and composed, and even worked hard to cultivate himself again. This kind of mentality is admirable.

Wen Xiuqi's gaze was on the person under the waterfall. His expression was complicated, but he no longer had the extreme disgust he had at first. Instead, there was only a hint of curiosity and a hidden, almost imperceptible admiration.

He slowly closed the book, gently moved his neck, rubbed his wrists, and was about to stand up to check the progress of this woman's cultivation. However, at the moment he stood up, he caught a glimpse of a creature that was constantly surging and crawling.

Wen Xiuqi followed his gaze, but the next moment, his body suddenly froze, his pupils shrank, his Adam's apple moved, his hands clenched tightly, and then his lips opened and closed, and finally he called out, "Qiu...Qiu Muci, you...you come here."

There was a noticeable tremor in his voice. Wen Xiuqi tried to remain calm, but his handsome face turned even paler.

Mu Ci opened her eyes and saw that the black-hearted Wen Xiuqi was standing stiffly, staring at a certain place on the ground without daring to move. Since his back was facing away from her, she could not see clearly.

Mu Ci: “???”

I don’t know what Wen Xiuqi is planning to do.

These days, he dragged her to the waterfall in the deep mountains and forests, where she stayed there for dozens of days. She finally took some time to rest under the waterfall, and then Wen Xiuqi hit her legs with a wooden stick. He then beat her in various ways. Except for her face, there was almost no place on her body that was not hit. He called it training her martial arts.

He is the male protagonist after all, although this guy is sometimes so weak that people will forget that he is the male protagonist. However, although Wen Xiuqi cannot use his internal force, he is familiar with the martial arts methods and various moves of all parties.

If she hadn't had some talent in martial arts, she would have been tortured by this guy. Wen Xiuqi was definitely taking the opportunity to take revenge!

Mu Ci walked over with extreme vigilance, but just when she reached Wen Xiuqi's side, her eyes suddenly flickered. The next moment, she was suddenly pulled in front of someone, and her arm was held tightly. She could even vaguely feel the trembling from the other party, but she soon calmed down.

"Qiu Muci, this is a new round of test I'm giving you. Go ahead."

Mu Ci lowered his head to glance at the little snake crawling on the ground, then turned his head to look at Wen Xiuqi in surprise.

This guy still had a faint smile on his face, still that calm and indifferent look as if he knew everything, with a somewhat sickly beauty, but his eyes hid a cruel and murderous look, the Prince of Yongning.

"Why are you holding me?" Mu Ci asked.

"To transfer power to you is my consistent way of teaching." Wen Xiuqi followed suit with a smile.

“Then why are your hands shaking?” Mu Ci thought this guy… has cat cookies?

Wen Xiuqi smiled, but did not let go.

"Go ahead, Princess. I believe in your ability." Wen Xiuqi's tone was gentler than ever before, and he even referred to himself as "I".

Mu Ci: “…”

Turning around again, Mu Ci looked down at the little white snake on the ground that was still trying to crawl forward. Suddenly, he picked it up from the ground and held it in front of him.

I just took a closer look and found that this little white snake is not poisonous and looks pretty. Is it injured?

Mu Ci looked at it carefully.

Wen Xiuqi, who was originally very close to her and almost stuck to Mu Ci, saw the snake so close to him that seemed to have suddenly enlarged. He instinctively wanted to retreat and stay away from the danger. However, the next moment, Mu Ci turned around and came up with the snake. Wen Xiuqi's pupils shrank again and he fainted.

Mu Ci quickly pulled him, and Wen Xiuqi fell on her, leaning on her shoulder.

Mu Ci tilted his head to look at Wen Xiuqi, whose eyes were tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Mad, dizzy again?

You can't just say something when you see a snake. After all the trouble, you end up sneaking yourself into it.

This man is really...

She was dizzy until the evening. It was raining heavily outside. Mu Ci had no choice but to drag him to a cave inside the waterfall. She had discovered this cave by accident when she was trying to avoid Wen Xiuqi's violent pursuit.

Throwing Wen Xiuqi aside and letting him lean against the wall of the cave, Mu Ci went out to look for firewood.

Soon, he used the internal strength he had recently cultivated to dry out some slightly damp firewood, found a flint, and with a click, he started a fire. The cave was instantly filled with warm yellow and orange flames. Mu Ci rubbed his hands, feeling that he was about to be frozen to death.

He caught a glimpse of someone else next to him, and then he remembered that there was a rookie named Wen Xiuqi.

Mu Ci looked at him for a long while, sighed, and then slowly moved to Wen Xiuqi's side, pulling his big black cloak and dragging him to the fire.

I really owe you!

Because the rainstorm came too suddenly and Mu Ci fainted, he and the person next to him got soaked.

Wen Xiuqi was originally in a weak constitution, and now he was wearing wet clothes, and his lips were pale.

Mu Ci walked over and planned to take off his outer clothes first. She put them next to the fire to dry them. Otherwise, wearing wet clothes would make it easier for him to get sick, not to mention this frail prince who was suffering from a cold.

But just as Mu Ci approached and reached out to untie the belt of Wen Xiuqi's cloak and outer robe, he suddenly grabbed the man's wrist. Mu Ci looked over and found that Wen Xiuqi had woken up without knowing when.

He was staring at Mu Ci with a pair of cold eyes.

These eyes were extremely strange, yet the murderous aura they contained was frightening.

The look in her eyes was wrong! This wasn't Wen Xiuqi, it was the man from last time, the man who almost strangled her to death!

Mu Ci was startled, but reacted quickly. She raised her other hand and secretly used her internal strength, trying to knock off the hand that was clamping her. However, the next moment, her other hand was also clamped by this person.

Immediately afterwards, the world spun around and Mu Ci was pinned down by the man.

"It was you who suppressed the cold poison." It was a familiar voice, a question with a tone of affirmation.

The man had the face of a banished immortal, but he was filled with murderous intent, like an Asura from hell.

"Yes, so you'd better let me go. I am the savior of you and Wen Xiuqi." Mu Ci pretended to be calm, thinking frantically about countermeasures in his mind.

There is indeed something wrong with this bastard.

Why wasn’t this written in the original plot? Such important information was simply skipped over.

When "Wen Xiuqi" heard her words, he suddenly moved forward, his face very close, their noses almost touching. Due to the cold poison, his breath was slightly cold, and now all of it hit Mu Ci's face, with a faint medicinal fragrance, like ice lotus on a snowy mountain.

Mu Ci's breathing stagnated.

"Do you like him?" "Wen Xiuqi" was referring to "him", with a hint of coldness and hostility in his words.

"Him"? Mu Ci was stunned for a moment, then realized who he was talking about. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It doesn't matter if you like it or not. But, big brother, can you let me go first?"

The distance is a bit dangerous now. If she moves a little, he might kiss her.

No, I can’t stand it at all!

"Wen Xiuqi" sneered, stood up, let go of Mu Ci, and found a place to sit next to the fire. He picked up the firewood beside him and added to the fire from time to time, and then stirred it randomly.

"You like that hypocritical, pretentious, fragile guy. You have really bad taste as a woman!"

Mu Ci stood up and rubbed his red arm, then moved a few steps to the opposite side of him before sitting down, far away.

"That's better than a violent person like you, and not only that, it's also childish!"

Mu Ci glanced at him and found that this guy had a stern face but was stirring the firewood very happily. There was excitement flashing in his eyes and he looked very happy.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

"Wen Xiuqi" suddenly paused, raised his head and looked at her with surprise, his expression a little complicated.

Then he suddenly said, "Xinzhou, my name, please remember it for me."

Mu Ci pursed her lips and ignored him.

"Don't you have any questions about me and that crybaby Wen Xiuqi?" Seeing her indifferent reaction, Xingzhou suddenly became interested.

Crybaby? Is that the black-hearted Wen Xiuqi? I can't imagine it at all.

Mu Ci said nothing, but his mind was in turmoil.

"This is soul-leaving syndrome, accompanied by cold poison." Xingzhou didn't care and talked to himself. His face was expressionless, but he still looked very happy playing with fire.

What is the leaving-body syndrome?

Mu Ci's mouth twitched.

Before Mu Ci could answer, he immediately said, "I know what you want to do, but I advise you to put your thoughts aside. The cold poison can't be completely cured, and I will always be here. That crybaby will never get rid of me."

After saying this, Xingzhou stood up, twisted his stiff neck, tore off his wet cloak and coat and threw them aside, then walked to the open space on the other side.

"Come on, let's have two moves." He had that exquisite face, but was full of hostility. He looked at Mu Ci with a hint of mania, and the murderous aura emanating from his body was almost undisguised.

Mu Ci: “…”

No, no, thank you!

The author has something to say: I had some urgent matters yesterday and didn't update in time, so today I have a fat chapter, and I will update it first. The second update will be at 9pm, and the third update will be at 12pm.

The soul-leaving syndrome mentioned in this chapter is not dual personality. It is a misunderstanding on the part of Mu Ci himself. This will be discussed in the next chapter.

And the person the emperor was talking about was not Wen Xiaoqi~ Hehe, thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-08-15 22:30:05~2020-08-17 11:37:04~

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