Northwest Army Camp Back Mountain
Mu Qing and Murong Yu did not stay in the tent that Mu Chengyu had arranged for them, but instead found an open space in the back mountain and sat cross-legged.
A fire was lit in front of them. The two of them neither cultivated nor spoke; they simply sat quietly.
Murong Yu looked somewhat dazed and confused.
He held a wooden stick in his right hand, poking at the fire in front of him. The flickering firelight illuminated his handsome features, and his tall figure exuded a sense of loneliness.
Mu Qing didn't speak. He knew that what Murong Yu needed at this moment wasn't words of comfort, but rather some time to process the fact.
This is the fact that he has only been gone for a year, and the place where he was born has already changed beyond recognition.
My father and mother have been gone for many years.
Originally, his older brother, who was only two or three years older than him, was already over fifty.
Even his elder brother's son was several years older than him.
Everything felt unfamiliar.
He felt so alienated that he felt he belonged here, yet also completely out of place.
Seeing Murong Yu lost in thought, surrounded by loneliness, Mu Qing felt a pang of heartache. Just as she was about to call out to him, she sensed someone approaching.
The person who arrived was Tao Wuqing, who had found him based on his intuition.
Tao Wuqing walked around the big tree and came out, staring intently at Mu Qing by the fire. She wanted to get closer, but was also a little uneasy.
Mu Qing looked up at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in front of her, understood, and said, "Come and sit down."
The clear voice brought Murong Yu back to his senses. He looked at the person who had come, then got up and sat down next to Mu Qing.
Tao Wuqing slowly walked to the two of them and sat down.
Murong Yu turned to look at the large tree beside him and asked, "Who's there?"
When Gu Jixuan realized she had been discovered, she simply walked out openly.
Tao Wuqing turned around and saw Gu Jixuan looking somewhat embarrassed. She asked in confusion, "Senior brother?"
Gu Jixuan sighed and explained, "You've been acting strange all day. I saw you coming out alone in the middle of the night, and I was worried, so I followed you to check on you. I..."
Upon hearing this, Tao Wuqing's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.
Seeing this, Gu Jixuan stepped forward and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing this, Mu Qing said, "Let's sit down together."
When Tao Wuqing saw Gu Jixuan sitting next to him, his anxious heart instantly calmed down, and he became less reserved than before, giving the others a sweet smile.
Mu Qing looked at Tao Wuqing and asked, "What's your name?"
Upon hearing this, Tao Wuqing quickly replied, "I am Tao Wuqing, and this is my senior brother, Gu Jixuan."
Mu Qing looked at the young boy in front of her, a flash of blue light passing through her eyes, and she understood.
It turns out that the child's father realized that his son would have deep feelings but shallow fate in this life, so he named him Wuqing (meaning "heartless") in the hope that he would not be troubled by love when he grew up.
Unfortunately, matters of the heart are never in one's own hands.
Mu Qing looked down at the two people sitting opposite them, the red thread wrapped around the tip of her right ring finger.
He glanced at Gu Jixuan indifferently. This person had clear eyes and a kind nature. He usually saved lives and healed the wounded, accumulating a faint trace of merit.
Unfortunately, judging from his appearance, he is not a long-lived person.
But it also hints at a turning point, showing a glimmer of hope.
The turning point seems to lie with Tao Wuqing, and this glimmer of hope seems to lie with him.
With a thought, Mu Qing channeled wood energy into Gu Jixuan's body.
Gu Jixuan felt warm all over, and her whole body felt much more comfortable. The heavy and oppressive feeling in her chest was gone.
Mu Qing mobilized wood energy to cleanse Gu Jixuan's body of the remaining toxins from the herbs.
Looking up again, I saw that his appearance had indeed changed.
The red threads on their hands had deepened.
Mu Qing took out two Blood Spirit Fruits from his spatial storage and handed them to the two of them. Tao Wuqing and Gu Jixuan accepted the fruits, thanked him, and then ate them.
Neither of them knew how precious the fruit they had consumed was; it was a spiritual fruit that could prolong life for mortals.
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