"Don't worry," Mu Yi put away his sword, turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Emperor Hong with a sparkling smile, "If you want to fight, I will naturally accompany you." ”

She was trying to learn the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, but the tent space was a bit too small, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to use it.

The smile like spring breeze and rain bloomed on her white and well-behaved face, and her face, like a condensed pink hibiscus, bloomed layer by layer because of that smile.

A short moment.

She reverted back to her aloof form.

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong stopped his offensive and looked at Mu Yi with complicated eyes.

He was now sure that she was Purple.

Mu Yi turned and swung a sword at the tarpaulin.

'Snort', the tarpaulin burst in response.

Mu Yi strode out of the tarpaulin.

"Stop!" Xuanyuan Emperor Hong said coldly, "Where else do you want to go?"

She flirted with him, didn't say hello, and wanted to leave so neatly, just like at the beginning......

Emperor Xuanyuan's heart sank suddenly, and his cold and handsome face changed color slightly.

The corners of Mu Yi's mouth, who had already left the tent, curled slightly.

If you tell me to stop, I'll stop, wouldn't that be too shameless!

System:...... Emperor Xuanyuan Hong's rage is +20, intimacy is -10, and intimacy is -2.

Mu Yi heard the system report and almost fell out of mid-air.

His eyebrows wrinkled, and Mu Yi said, "System, why?"

The intimacy is bound to the guarded, why does Xuanyuan Dihong's anger increase and her intimacy with the guardian decreases?

It's just a matter of a leek appearing, and a leek is Le Di's previous life.

Now, there is another Xuanyuan Dihong, what does this mean?

Mu Yi was wary.

At this time, Emperor Xuanyuan had already chased him out, full of iron-blooded killing intent, and the anger on his face was so heavy that he could almost wring out black water.

He was so angry, and there were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand, Mu Yi had a headache, and turned his head to chat with the system privately.

Mu Yi: Why didn't I treat him so rudely before, and the intimacy value didn't drop?

Before, she didn't make Xuanyuan Dihong suffer.

System: At that time, his rage did not increase.

Muyi: ......

looked at Xuanyuan Dihong incomprehensibly, she tossed him hard before, he wasn't angry, how could this meeting, she didn't have time to do anything excessive, he was inexplicably angry......

Mu Yi looked inexplicable.

"Want to escape?" Seeing Mu Yi's face change, Emperor Xuanyuan's dark eyes stared at her tightly.

His muscles were tense, and he was completely in a posture of fighting if he didn't say a word.

"Dreaming!"

The churning evil qi in the sky felt his boiling emotions, and rolled violently to the extreme.

Han Ya wanted to chase it out, but the corner of his eye swept to the kraft paper on the table, remembering Xuanyuan Dihong's reaction when he saw this kraft paper before, he walked over and picked up the kraft paper.

Stained, crumpled.

There are dirt footprints on it.

Han Ya recalled the previous scene - the girl leaned back in a chair, her feet dangling on the table......

If it was just an ordinary piece of kraft paper, Xuanyuan Dihong would not be so nervous.

Han Ya's expression moved, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and poured it on the brown paper.

Traces on the vellum paper are gradually revealed.

It's a painting.

…… A woman in purple wearing a fox mask sat bored on a rock, looking out at the gray sky in the distance......

It's her?!

Han Yao was silent, and after a long time, he sighed and slowly sat down on the low stool.

In this way, it is not easy for him to meddle in the matter between these two people.

Whether it is good or bad, it is all sought by Emperor Xuanyuan......

Outside the tent.

Mu Yi plans to run away.

The reason is very simple, they haven't exchanged hands yet, Xuanyuan Dihong's anger value has soared, and the system has lowered her intimacy value.

Thinking about it, Mu Yi turned around and was about to fly away.

Emperor Xuanyuan Hong's eyebrows were sharp, holding his sword, and his figure suddenly rose up, like a winged Dapeng, and suddenly landed in front of Mu Yi.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked at Mu Yi coldly, swept a sword, closed the momentum, and the sword body swung sideways.

The sword qi of the Xuanyuan Sword skyrocketed tenfold at once, forming a black wall to stop Mu Yi.

Mu Yi jumped out of the horizontal sword with a wide range of damage, and couldn't help but take a step back: System, what should I do? He seemed to be even more angry.

System:...... Guardians can choose to do something that makes people feel good and please the person being guarded.

Emperor Xuanyuan is really a guardian!

Mu Yi was silent: How to please?

As soon as the words fell, a scene automatically appeared in Mu Yi's mind - on the vast grassland, singing and dancing, an extremely slender and extremely flexible figure, wearing a set of long skirts like fire, was dancing, her movements were both rigid and soft, like a wild goose with wings ready to fly......

System: You can sing and dance, and you can enjoy it.

Mu Yi was speechless, this suggestion, the boss is difficult, she doesn't know how to dance, Mu Yi wants to refuse this proposal.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the scene that had appeared before automatically appeared in her mind, and the figure of the woman dancing seemed to be frozen, imprinted in her heart frame by frame......

System: Random task 1, the guardian pleases the guardian Xuanyuan Dihong with singing and dancing, Xuanyuan Dihong's anger value is -15, and the intimacy value is +5, which is regarded as a success in pleasing him.

Mu Yi raised his eyes: Pick up.

Taking over the task, Mu Yi looked at Xuanyuan Dihong, who had already broken free from his previous manic and uncontrollable emotions, with a pair of cold wolf eyes, looking at her coldly like a stranger.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that he was still in front of her, awe-inspiring and unmoving.

Mu Yi suddenly smiled, "A certain view of the son, the son's appearance and momentum are excellent, a certain heart admires it, not long ago I learned a song and dance, borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha to the son, and smiled for the son of Bo." ”

As she spoke, she removed the iron sword pinned to her waist and threw it down, the iron sword digging deep into the earth.

Mu Yi calmly lifted the lilac dress, spread her arms, and made a gesture of flapping her wings.

He also thought there was a tough battle to be fought...... Unexpectedly, she would admit defeat so neatly.

Xuanyuan Dihong looked at Mu Yi for a long time, smiled, put away the Xuanyuan sword, raised his head and his hands, and stood in the air, looking at her indifferently.

Mu Yi didn't know what he meant by laughing, but as long as he was no longer angry, as long as her intimacy was not worth it, how he liked to laugh and laugh, it was okay for her!

Mu Yi sank his arms, and his soft arms were like waves, rippling and stretching.

Pei Ji, who was staying in the sea of Mu Yizhi, finally couldn't help but sneer: I really don't understand what you're doing now, dancing?

At this point, what else is there not to understand?

Mu Yi wants him to be with the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword!

He thought she would let him be her sword spirit.

Although Mu Yi is also fierce, she is not an evil ghost or an evil thing like an evil spirit after all...... Xuanyuan Dihong is different, now he is full of evil energy, and there is a faint tendency to develop towards monsters.

What is the difference between being the sword spirit of his Xuanyuan Emperor Hong and being the puppet of that evil ghost?!

Mu Yi raised one arm high and spun in half a circle: Don't forget, you used to be a general too.

Since ancient times, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither!

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