Mu Jun sat in the pavilion and chatted with Shenwu, the clouds and mist were shrouded on the pontoon, and it took a long time to see a purple-robed cloud coming out of the clouds, and Shenwu pinched a trick at him: "Xianjun!"

Yunxiao bowed his head, and saw Mu Jun lying on the pavilion railing, gnawing on the dense fruit, so he reached out and patted her head, Mu Jun raised his eyes, and frowned slightly: "Master, I'm not a child, can you stop patting my head?"

Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, and said with a light smile: "In the eyes of the teacher, you will always be just a little girl." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The corners of Mu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt goosebumps on his arms, and sighed in his heart: Why wasn't he sober when his appearance changed? That way, at least he could grow up a little, not as girly as he is now.

Yunxiao spread out his palm, and the old man lay on his back, as if he was asleep, Mu Jun leaned over and poked the old man's cheek with his fingers, full of doubts: "What's wrong with the old man?"

"I was injured by the sword qi in the boundary monument. Yunxiao nodded to Shenwu: "He is a spiritual cultivator, you are the most suitable place for recuperation, so I will leave it to you." ”

Shen Wu pursed his gray eyebrows, stared at the white beard for two breaths, turned his head and asked Mu Jun, "Is the white beard beautiful?"

Mu Jun blinked, glanced at the old man's beard, and carefully compared Shenwu, and said with a serious face: "It's still the Sambo who has momentum." ”

Sam Wu was satisfied, his fingers turned around, and the old man was like flying a kite, as Sam Wu went, after two breaths, Sam Wu looked back at Mu Jun with a smile: "I will make you a good ...... to eat tonight" Mu Jun nodded hurriedly, Sam Bo's craftsmanship is rare in the cultivation world, especially those dim sum.

When Shenwu walked away, Yunxiao walked up to the pavilion, flicked his sleeves, sat on the pavilion chair, put his right hand on the railing, stared at Mu Jun, and chuckled: "If you have any doubts in your heart, you can ask them one by one." ”

Mu Jun looked at the clouds, he was in a posture and was about to have a long talk, she glanced at the sea of clouds: "I want to go back to the small courtyard of the nine waists." "I can't talk about it here, if you provoke the clouds, throw her into the sea of clouds together, and the gains outweigh the losses. If it is a nine-waisted one, at most it will be thrown in the lake, and she is not afraid of flooding.

Yunxiao phoenix eyes lightly, hooked the corners of the mouth, the surrounding scene distorted, changed shape and shadow in a moment, Mu Jun blinked, into the eyes is the sparkling lake in the distance, five cranes in the lake neck long song, like a splash of ink landscape painting.

Mu Jun looked back at the spacious tea couch, the pale cyan teapot on the coffee table on the couch, and the spiritual power was overwhelming. Yunxiao lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the tea couch, poured seven points of tea, stretched out his hand to the opposite side, Mu Jun walked over silently, and sat down lightly.

The two of them held the teacup, sniffed the fragrance of tea, and were silent, and the clouds fell on Mu Jun's eyes, and saw that the long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, covering her eyes.

"Master, did you really ask your master to take me as an apprentice?" Mu Jun wanted to hear what Yunxiao had to say.

Yunxiao put down the teacup, put his hands on his knees, and his phoenix eyes were as deep as the sky: "No!"

Mu Jun's heart fell, and he stared at the teacup with lowered eyes: "Then why did Uncle Shi take me back to Jiuxiao?"

"It's not to accept apprentices, you and I don't have a master-apprentice relationship," Yunxiao said slowly, seeing that Mu Jun's eyes were full of surprise, with a smile in his eyes: "At that time, I was in a foreign land, and I couldn't rush back, so I could only send a message to my senior brother and ask him to take you back to Jiuxiao no matter what." ”

Mu Jun stared at the clouds, straightened out what he said in his mind, and wondered in his heart: "Is it for Sambo?"

Yunxiao Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he shook his head lightly: "Naturally not." After that, he didn't say more, looked sideways into the distance, and there was a little tangle between his eyebrows.

Mu Jun despised this kind of behavior of only half speaking, but she didn't dare to say it, so she could only wait patiently.

Until Mu Jun finished a cup of tea, Yunxiao turned his head, his eyes were gloomy, and he was slightly resentful: "Because you are my divine robber." ”

Mu Jun's eyes widened, holding the teacup in his hand, as if he was frozen, and the face in his eyes slowly enlarged, flashing frame by frame......

After ten breaths, Mu Jun blinked, put down the teacup in his hand, took a deep breath, and asked with anticipation, "Master, you just laughed, right?"

Yunxiao raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Jun: "What do you say?"

Mu Jun unconsciously stretched his neck and made sure again: "Master, are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?" Yunxiao raised his brows, and his whole person was exuding the anger of 'you are doubting my ability'.

"When I first entered Jiuxiao, didn't I take away someone's body, do you want to be sure again, maybe ......" Mu Jun pursed the corners of his mouth, and in Yunxiao's eyes, his voice lowered.

"Who is the Divine Raider...... What is your identity?" Mu Jun asked, her mind was churning with words, Rong Mo is also a divine robber, ah...... Now thinking of Rong Mo, she has a kind of Qi Qiran in her heart who is also a refugee friend......

"It's like a child daughter-in-law in the mortal world...... Yun Xiao said lightly, and the afterglow swept to Mu Jun's instantly petrified appearance, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised.

"Master...... You don't need a child bride," Mu Jun's voice fluttered.

Yunxiao picked up the teacup and sipped lightly, her gaze swept over the teacup, and Mu Jun felt that gaze was like a thunderstorm, splitting her soul.

Yunxiao put down the teacup, stood up, lifted his sleeves behind his back, swept his eyes, and said lightly: "For the teacher, I have to leave in advance, if you have any questions, you can come to Xiaoding to find me." He turned and disappeared into thin air.

Mu Jun blinked quietly, and after three breaths, he muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that Rong Mo is a child husband?" haha...... I'm laughing to death......" lying on the coffee table, laughing uncontrollably.

The laughter gradually subsided, and Mu Jun's chin was placed on the coffee table: "I knew that I wouldn't go back to Jiuxiao." ”

"Why?" the old man's voice appeared above his head: "The spiritual power here is rich and clear, and it is the most suitable for cultivation, Xiao Jun can't be too picky." If a ball of moonlight fell in front of Mu Jun's eyes, he waved his staff as he spoke, poured himself a cup of tea, the teacup floated in front of him, he leaned over and sniffed, and raised his head full of enjoyment: "Fragrant, good tea!"

Mu Jun stared at him with his eyes upward, and after two breaths, he raised his head and looked carefully: "Why do you look a lot whiter, is this a leak?"

The old man glanced at her, sat by the teacup, and muttered in his heart: It's still a lot smaller.

"This is my soul," said the old man slowly, "my spirit body was locked in the coffin by that old man." ”

Mu Jun was speechless: "You are a lot older, take it easy, can't you lie down and heal?"

The old man shook his head: "Boring ......" tilted his head and stared at Mu Jun's face, and looked at it twice: "What is Xiao Jun worried about?"

Mu Jun leaned lazily on the couch and said weakly: "I was just struck by lightning." ”

The old man stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Is it a split?"

Mu Jun nodded stupidly: "Master said that I am his divine robber." ”

The old man pulled his beard in his hand, stared at Mu Jun with wide eyes, saw her nodding, turned around silently, and floated away.

(To be continued.) )