Qianqian knew what Mu Yi was going to do when she went to Zhezhong City, and shook her head with a smile to deny her proposal.

"Don't make a fuss about Qianqian, if the plan of the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society is successfully implemented, it will be a devastating disaster for this world."

Mu Yi also knew about the power that Qianqian was building, and invited her to join the confrontation with the Heavenly Dao Cultivators.

"Destruction?"

Qianqian's face was filled with excitement, her hands were intertwined and superimposed, and purple petals kept floating out of her palms.

Mu Yi looked at the petals surrounding him and asked, "What are you doing?"

It didn't take long for the two of them to be surrounded by violet petals, as if they were in a flower ball.

"Hee-hee, we'll find out later."

After Qianqian finished speaking, the whole flower ball wrapped around the two of them and suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown out of a distance of several kilometers, and a few purple petals fell on the spot.

The speed of the flight made it impossible to notice the surrounding scene, and when the flower ball stopped, Mu Yi saw that he was already in the middle of a wooden house.

In front of him was a dark red wooden table less than half a meter high, on which a brown tea set was placed, and at the foot was a wooden table covered with silk mats, and Qianqian was standing opposite.

"Invite me to tea?" Mu Yi asked.

"Hee-hee, yes."

Qianqian smiled and waved her hand to invite Mu Yi to sit down, then picked up the fire fold on the table, pulled it open, and ignited the carbon stove with the flames that came out, and there was a large ceramic kettle on it, and most of the pot of water was already in it.

"Do you prefer boiled, brewed, or warm tea?"

"I don't like to drink tea, the side effects are too great, it will make people lose sleep."

Mu Yi looked around, there was a study on the right, a bedroom on the left, a brown and yellow curtain tied to the pillars at the border, the doors and windows were closed, and the light source in the room was the red candles on the candlestick.

probably thought of the purpose of Qianqian bringing herself here, and suddenly felt that Qianqian was quite pitiful, and said: "I see that you also drink less tea, and you have insomnia all day long, and you are tossing and turning."

"It's good."

The naughty Qianqian suddenly revealed a hint of maturity, quietly cleaned the tea set, and said: "This is my tea ceremony house, I will come here whenever I am in a bad mood, I can calm my mood."

"I'm afraid you used to be here a lot."

What Mu Yi meant in Mu Yi's words was that when Qianqian was never in a good mood, she knew this classmate well, and she was a little sorry for her before, and she understood her thoughts.

"It's alright."

Qianqian finished cleaning the teacup and set it up, waited for the water to boil, and said, "Don't you ask why I brought you here?"

Mu Yi shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Do I still need to ask?"

Qianqian, who revealed her true nature, became quiet, she had a lot of things to say to Mu Yi, but after going through those words in her head, she found that she was either complaining or nonsense, and there was nothing else to say, so she quietly waited for the water to boil.

"Why don't you speak, and pretend to be deep again?" Mu Yi was a lot more relaxed.

"Why, I don't know what to say."

The two fell silent, neither of them knowing what to say, as if the people of the two worlds did not have a common language.

"Ahhh Qianqian likes to be quiet but hates it the most, and finds a topic to chat: "I'm going to put you under house arrest here, do you have anything to say?"

"I said I was going back, would you let me go?" Mu Yi asked.

Qianqian took a teacup and pressed it on the table to play, and said, "No, I'm just informing you."

"How long are you going to lock me up?"

"I don't know, if it's short, it's a few months, and if it's long, it's a few years."

The atmosphere was quiet again, and the two of them were going their own way.

Mu Yi was still thinking about how to stop the conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society and reveal the information he had to Wang Yi and those people, but if he stayed here, he couldn't do anything, so he asked, "Are you worried that I will tell him about you?"

"Mu Yi, you're so smart, it's because you know too much, so I have to lock you up here." Qianqian said confidently.

"Don't worry, I swear I will never tell him anything about you, so you can rest assured."

"Don't worry."

"And what do you want to do?"

Qianqian nodded and said, "Just lock you up here."

"Thick, another way." Mu Yi said slightly angrily.

"Mufa."

"What the hell are you angry about?"

Mu Yi asked very calmly, knowing that Qianqian was thinking about the past, knowing that she was holding back too many words, waiting for her to say it, she didn't say it, no matter what others did, it was useless for others to say anything.

Qianqian continued to play with the teacup, silently, with tears in the corners of her eyes that would not be seen.

The lid of the pot beats happily with water vapor, adding a touch of music to the silent atmosphere.

Qianqian raised her head, hooked a smile on the corner of her mouth again, and said, "I have nothing to be angry about, I just don't believe you won't tell him."

"Why should I tell him, like you said, that I am also against him."

Mu Yi smiled tangledly, thinking that Qianqian was just changing the topic.

"You will." Qianqian muttered.

Mu Yi was completely speechless, and reminded Qianqian that the water was boiling.

Qianqian asked, "What kind of tea do you drink?"

"Whatever."

Qianqian picked up a tea pot made of bamboo tubes, took out the tea leaves from it and placed them in a ceramic teapot.

Mu Yi watched her gently add water to it, wondering if he had grown up as a classmate, sometimes steady and sometimes wanton, and asked, "Okay, then why don't you believe me?"

"Aren't you stopping the plans of the Heavenly Dao Cultivators?" Qianqian asked rhetorically.

"Yes."

Mu Yi was worried about how to stop them, but Qianqian wanted to make trouble for herself at this time, staring at her angrily.

Qianqian gently closed the lid of the teapot and said, "They're paving the way."

"Probably."

What Mu Yi understands is that the Heavenly Dao Cultivators will establish a supernatural field, and he doesn't know their ultimate goal, guessing that it may be as Qianqian said, paving the way to meet the gods in the Genesis, or it may be to create a battlefield for the battle of the gods.

"I'm going to borrow the road." Qianqian said slowly.

"Huh?"

Mu Yi was shocked by Qianqian's remarks, and shouted after a while: "You are crazy!"

Qianqian picked up the teapot and poured it into the teacup, and said calmly: "Relax, you can't taste the taste of tea when you are angry."

"Do you know how many people will be killed and injured after the Rubik's Cube matrix arrangement is completed?"

"Yes."

"Then you can help them."

Mu Yi clutched his stomach, feeling his stomach ache from anger.

Qianqian handed the cup of tea to Mu Yi, picked up the cup again, slowly tasted the fragrant and bitter taste, and said: "I won't help them, just borrow them when they finish, even if you stop them, you can't destroy those Rubik's cubes, this world will still have abilities."

"There's no way anyone can use that ability."

Mu Yi understood why Qianqian said that he would tell that person that as long as he had compassion, he would stop Qianqian, and he also thought that he might really not be able to get out this time.