Chapter 50: North Ming old man (2)

Mu Ge looked at Mu Qingge who was out of control and was silent.
This was the first time that Mu Qingge showed such helpless and painful appearance in front of her. She has always seemed to be indifferent, and only when she sees someone close to her does she show a trace of mood swings.
And now...
Perhaps, as Mu Qingge said, she couldn't realize that mood.
On this continent, everyone can practice, but she is the exception. It would be fine if she was just an ordinary person, but she happened to have a prominent but sensitive life experience.
She has been suppressed for too long, has too many secrets on her back, and always wants to become stronger, want to master and change her destiny. It's just a pity that in the end it became a lone soul.
Except for himself, no one knew that the real Mu Qingge was dead, not even a single tablet.
Mu Ge's eyes moved slightly, and her cold voice eased a little: "Mu Qingge, you have to understand that this matter can't be solved by evasion." Tonight, even if she does not go to the appointment, then What about tomorrow? If you irritate the weird person in Mu Qingge's mouth, with that person's fascinating ability, since he can quietly build a secret road in Mu Mansion, and want to take the head of Mu Mansion, what is it difficult?
Mu Qingge's lower lip trembled lightly, her eyes full of panic.
Perhaps, at the moment when she broke down, she couldn't guess that her destiny would be what it is now.
"We can go to Grandpa..."
"When I got into trouble, I went to the elders to clean up. Mu Qingge, you are a real waste." Mu Qing's indifferent voice directly interrupted Mu Qingge's trance whispers.
Mu Qingge's transparent body trembled, as if all his strength had been removed.
"The old man said, why the man hasn't arrived yet, it turns out that he was caught by the ghost in the forest. Good disciple, I will help you take this ghost when you become a teacher.
Suddenly, a dark and sharp voice fell from the sky.
Before Mu Ge could make any response, she saw Mu Qingge's soul suddenly flew into the air, turned into a plume of smoke, and was taken away.
Mu Ge's eyes shrank suddenly, and as soon as he moved under his feet, he suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body stiff and unable to move.
'what happened! Mu Ge, unable to move, stood there, with only a pair of clear eyes that could turn slightly.
She tried hard to run the spiritual power in her body, but found that the originally controlled peak spiritual power of the Huang Jing was as heavy as iron, and could not be mobilized at all.
She even thought of her own abilities, but she also found that her lightning abilities and space abilities seemed to have disappeared.
I seem to have become an empty thought puppet.
‘It’s careless! Mu Ge's heart shuddered.
With dual element abilities close to her body, she also possessed terrifying training speed, and she became the pinnacle master of the Yellow Realm overnight, making her a little bloated, thinking that relying on her hole cards, she could solve this trouble. But she didn't want to, she fell into a passive state before anyone saw it.
The most important thing is that even Mu Qingge's soul is lost.
Suddenly, she thought of a terrifying fact.
That person could actually see Mu Qingge, and could easily take her away!
Click-click-
The sound of footsteps on thin ice awakened Mu Ge's whole body.
She stared at the sound coming from, and saw a rickety figure, wrapped in a black robe, slowly coming out. Long silver hair, hanging from the brim of the hat, all the way to the ground.
His appearance made the temperature in the forest a little bit cooler.
Mu Ge felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Strong! So strong!
This is the fifth person who made her feel strong since Mu Ge was born again. And this person can rank second among the five. Except for the Holy King who made her feel mysterious and unpredictable, the cold breath of this person in front of her made her feel incomparable crisis.
‘Old man Bei Ming. At this time, Mu Ge has already recognized the identity of the visitor in his heart.