Chapter 92: The Ballad of Yunshui (11)
As the chirping stopped, Mo Yu and Nan Jue appeared outside the main hall.
Under the leadership of the Immortal Lord of Liuwei and Mrs. Liuwei, the immortals hurried to the outside of the hall, "I don't know that the two gods are in the Yunshui ballad, and I ask for forgiveness." ”
Mo Yue saw the immortals rushing up, deliberately slowed down, pulled the night away that was about to step forward, and slowly retreated.
"You hurry up and block me, I'll slip away first. ”
After speaking, he walked to the back of the main hall, but before he could take a step, he saw a beam of white light flying close to him, Mo Yue hurriedly condensed the immortal qi to block it, but he was still tied tightly. After tying it up tightly, Mo Yu took it away, and pulled Mo Yue into the sight of the immortals.
The immortals didn't know why, and looked at the little fairy standing motionless in the middle.
It was still the Immortal Lord of Liuwei and Mrs. Liuwei who invited Mo Yu and Nan Jue into the main hall to take a seat, Mo Yu passed by Mo Yue's side and didn't say a word, and when Nan Jue passed by Mo Yue's side, he whispered, I will save you.
The main hall is very quiet now, only Mo Yue is standing in the middle, dozens of pairs of eyes are looking at Mo Yue in unison, there are those who gloat, such as the Thousand Feelings Immortal Lord, the Thousand Feelings Handai, and the unknown ones, such as the Liuwei Immortal Lord, Mrs. Liuwei, Ye Linian, and those with a worried face, such as Ye Lizhan, Nan Jue.
"That, the girl is just playful, forget it this time. Nan Jue whispered pale and weakly defended Mo Yue.
Mo Yue quietly glanced at Mo Yu, and found that Mo Yu's face hadn't changed at all, and he didn't know if he had listened to Nan Jue's words, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only stand in the middle obediently, waiting for Mo Yu to speak.
The atmosphere was already depressing, but some people held their own identities and wanted to fall into the ground.
"God, this little immortal does not respect etiquette, arrogant, if this little fairy offends the respect of the gods, the gods also need to punish the gods for the sake of the face of the gods, lest these young immortals who have just become immortals do not respect the gods and lose the face of the immortals. ”
If Mo Yue wasn't afraid that Mo Yu would be angry at this time, she really wanted to roll her eyes and kneel down and beg for mercy.
Mo Yu looked for the sound and saw the Thousand Feelings Immortal Lord sitting and talking in the middle of the main hall, and he was silent.
The fairy lord of Qianqing thought that he had guessed the mind of the gods, and was secretly rejoicing, ready to add more fire, "The gods don't know, the eldest prince has a marriage contract with my family Han Dai, this little fairy is shameless, and he actually made the eldest prince and Han Dai have a dislike, and now this little fairy has offended the gods, it is really a great crime, it is time to draw out the fairy soul and enter reincarnation." ”
Nan Jue was stunned for a moment, didn't the girl come here to play? Why are you still running to disturb other people's marriages, looking at Mo Yue with an expression that I can't save you.
Mo Yue had already scolded the Thousand Feelings Immortal Lord countless times in his heart, this broken Immortal Lord would really be looking for trouble, and now he would definitely be cleaned up beyond recognition by the master.
Explained. ”
Mo Yue listened to Mo Yu's cold voice, glanced at Nan Jue, and saw that Nan Jue did not move. But how can I say this, if there are so many people here, if they tell the truth, it is not that they are untrustworthy, if they don't tell the truth, it is estimated that the master will destroy himself.
Mo Yue thought for a moment, "That, that, Yue'er just, just ......"
Mo Yue was long-winded for a long time, and he didn't say a reason, so the Thousand Feelings Immortal Lord couldn't sit still, "God, this little fairy has sharp teeth, you don't want to be deceived." ”
I've been so sharp and toothy that I can't say a word for a long time.
Mo Yu frowned, and the Thousand Feelings Immortal Lord instantly felt the pressure of the gods, and spit out blood.