267 Longzhou Fengyun
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Mu Jun looked at the old man and made a bow: "Yunhua Mu Jun has seen the Maharaja." ā
The old man's hand holding his beard paused slightly, his smile was slightly stiff, and his eyes were slightly entangled: "Your master is Yunxiao?"
Mu Jun bowed his head, the old man put down his hand holding his beard, and put it heavily on the table, with a gloomy expression: "I haven't heard of him for a long time, and I thought he was reincarnated." ā
Mu Jun's expression froze, this is really not polite, it seems that Yunxiao has a grudge against this old man, but the dignity of the master still has to be maintained, and he smiled lightly: "Reincarnation is unknowable, and the ninefold god can be expected." ā
The three members of the Qizong who stood aside as shadowless people complained bitterly, for fear that they would fight if they disagreed, and it would be their own little fish who would suffer, and they couldn't help but regret it in their hearts.
When the old man heard this, he snorted coldly: "I also want him to be able to cross the Tianchi." ā
It seems that the feud is a bit big, Mu Jun decided to accept it when he saw it, so he looked sideways at Jianji: "Senior brother, but you want to drink?"
Jianji hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "It's not appetizing." ā
The two of them saluted the old man: "Farewell." ā
Seeing the opportunity, the three of them said goodbye to the old man, and put a piece of Shangpin Ling on the table respectfully: "Xiao Xiu said goodbye." ā
The three of them followed Mu Jun and Jianji Se out of the tavern, and the old man was so angry that his beard straightened.
When Mu Jun and his party went out of the street, the old man flicked his sleeves and sat behind the counter. ā
The old man stroked his beard and snorted coldly: "Since this time, although Hongdu has some names in Beiyun, it is not enough in front of Yunhuazong, no matter what you do in Longzhou, don't implicate Hongdu, otherwise the family motto is not used as decoration!"
The bearded man's figure bent: "The little nephew Hongcheng remembers it in his heart, and he never dares to forget it." ā
The old man glanced at the cheeked man, and his eyes fell on the pear tree at the door: "What's the matter with that kid?"
The man straightened up, looked at the pear tree, and sighed softly: "He is the blood of the little nephew." ā
The old man raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you bring it back to the clan to remember the blood test?"
Hong Cheng's face froze: "His biological mother is a mortal woman, so ......"
The old man stared at Hongcheng's head for two breaths, grinned, got up and walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and patted it, and patted Hongcheng's figure staggering: "Don't play in front of me with these little tricks, find an opportunity to bring back Hongdu to remember the blood test." He took two steps outward, and then looked sideways at Hongcheng: "The bloodline of the Hong family cannot be left behind. ā
Hongcheng lowered his head and replied, "Yes!"
The old man walked to the pear tree, stretched out his hand and patted the trunk, and chuckled, "The Hong family may be able to change their bloodline." ā
The figure walked slowly towards the street, blending in with the flow of people......
Hongcheng straightened up and stared at the crowd on the street, his face was cold, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "I thought I was as bullying as I was when I was young, hum!"
Mu Jun and Jianji walked in the crowd, wandering around and transmitting the voice: "In this way, the matter of the Wild Bird Valley is quite involved. ā
Jian Ji caged his sleeves and slumped his face, and echoed faintly: "The Beiyun Hong family is the master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, and he won't set up this array on other people's territory, and this matter is mostly related to Taichang." ā
Mu Jun didn't have a good understanding of the forces of the Cloud Realm, and he knew the style of all parties, but he sighed in his heart: The Cloud Realm is really full of cultivators.
After walking two streets, You Jia, who followed behind Mu Jun, took a few steps closely, rushed to the front, and saluted to Jianji and Mu Jun: "Shangjun, Da Xiu, and Xiao Xiu left because of the advance trip, please forgive me." ā
Checking the traces, he turned around and continued to wander slowly with Mu Jun, and the three of them waited for the two of them to walk ten zhang away before turning around and blending into the crowd.
And on the high-rise building on the street, near the window, there was a beautiful female nun dressed in a lotus-colored skirt, she was holding a teacup, staring at the figure of Jianji and Mu Jun, and she looked good. The male cultivator in the camel-colored robe sitting opposite her followed her gaze, and his eyebrows were quite curious: "Lover?
The nun glanced at him: "Creditor!"
The male cultivator held his forehead with one hand and shook his head: "It's rare that there are cultivators in the Cloud Realm who can make Yuqu owe debts, which one is it?"
Yuqu put down the teacup, pinched up a piece of pastry, and replied nonchalantly: "Surely, it's still a rival in love!"
The male cultivator was stunned, stretched his neck, and looked at the crowd: "Are you talking about the master of Jiuxiao?"
Yuqu stretched out his hand and patted him on the head, and replied angrily: "You said that you are also a foundation building cultivator, but in the future, you will be in charge of the Yu family's cultivators, and you are not even half stable, I must not doubt that you did not bribe the Hall of Elders." ā
The male cultivator sat back lazily, turned the teacup in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "I also suspect that their eyes must be covered with dust, so many people with lofty ideals don't choose, why do you want to choose me, a master who only loves beauty and not immortality?"
Yuqu glanced at him: "Don't get cheap, sell it well." ā
The male cultivator stretched out his hand and pulled her sleeve, full of coquettishness: "Sister, little brother, I beg you, can you tell my father, let me go, my Yucui is a person who loves freedom, what family, it's really not suitable, I can recommend him a better descendant of the Yu family." ā
"In that case, why don't you just go and tell your father, can I be counted?" Yuqu was unmoved.
"Fifty thousand high-grade spirits. "Yu Cui made an offer.
Yuqu had a light face and was not moved at all: "Your freedom is worth 50,000 yuan, and it is not less." ā
Yu Cui gritted his teeth: "One hundred thousand!"
Yuqu slapped the table: "Deal!"
Yu Cui ...... , as if it was pitted.
And at this moment, the Longzhou long-distance teleportation array came out, and three Yunyi wide-sleeved cultivators, two women and one man, just left the main hall, and they attracted pedestrians on the road, which was really eye-catching.
Hua Hedge looked at the crowd, and his cold cheeks softened for half a minute: finally back to the cloud realm, this is the right way to open.
Mu Jing didn't feel anything about it, glanced sideways at the hedge, and then turned to leave.
Mu Hua stood beside the hedge, and the tail of his eyes was lightly raised: "Cloud Realm, as the son of luck, this is your world." After speaking, he walked after Mu Jing.
Hua Hedge looked at the two cloud-clothed figures coldly, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Xu was only when she returned to the cloud realm, the advantage of the son of luck had not yet been revealed, just walked through a street, she felt that there was a murderous aura on the opposite high-rise building, she looked up, Yuqu was holding a teacup, looking at her with a smile, and when she saw her look up, she raised the teacup in her hand.
Hua Hedge complained secretly in his heart, hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and stretched out a middle finger towards Yuqu, and continued to move forward with a smile.
(To be continued.) )