If what Yunxiao said is true, then the game of chess in the Battle of the Four Realms is so casual and crude, but it is exquisite, and Mu Jun, as the most critical sub, how to advance and retreat?

Mu Jun held the teacup, his lips were on the edge of the cup, the tea was moistened, and the sweet and bitter wandering between his lips and teeth, time was silent in one breath after another.

Yunxiao leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking indifferently at the pensive Mu Jun, for a long time...... He straightened up, reached out to hold Mu Jun's hand and teacup, the heat from the back of his hand made Mu Jun's consciousness return, looking sideways at the clouds, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes were like a silent galaxy, and his red lips opened lightly: "Don't worry!"

Mu Jun blinked, Yunxiao smiled, took the teacup in her hand, poured out the cold tea, poured hot tea for her, and handed it to her.

Taking the teacup, Mu Jun took a sip, the spiritual tea crossed in her mouth, and the spiritual power flowed into the spiritual vein along the end of the spiritual vein, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "Master, why did you take me as an apprentice in the first place?"

Yunxiao chuckled and filled the teacup for Xiaohuo, Xiaohuo held the teacup and stared at Yunxiao with a dragon's eye, as if it was frozen, it was entangled, whether to drink it slowly in one sip, or drink it all at once, which one would make him satisfied?

"Just follow your heart. Yunxiao leaned back in the chair again, his right hand rested flat on the gauntlet, and his slender fingers tapped, and there was a faint knocking sound.

"Does Master regret it?" asked Mu Jun.

"What is there to regret. Yunxiao Feng's eyes were slightly raised, the tails of his eyes were raised, and he vaguely looked at the arrogance of the nine heavens: "It's just a battle in the realm." ”

Mu Jun was about to speak, when a white shadow flashed in front of him, and he saw the old man floating out of nowhere, landing on Xiaohuo's side, holding a cane in one hand and pinching the trick in the other, and saluted to the clouds: "Joy, fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Yunxiao bowed his head, the little body of the old man loosened, he took out a small chair, put it on Xiaohuo's side, sat on it, stretched out his staff and knocked Xiaohuo's head, pointed to the teacup, and motioned Xiaohuo to pour him tea.

Xiao Huo held the teapot in one hand and the teacup in the other, glanced at the old man, turned his back, and left the old man with a proud back.

The old man stared at the golden dragon's back, stretched out his staff, knocked on the back of Xiao Huo's tail, and after a breath, Xiao Huo slowly turned his head and stared at the old man, suddenly opened his mouth, and a blood-colored flame sprayed towards the old man, ready to burn his beard.

With a wave of the old man's staff, a barrier covered his whole body, and by the way, he threw a piece of red into Xiao Huo's mouth, instantly stuffing Xiao Huo's throat, Xiao Huo dropped the teacup, and the dragon claw pinched his neck, coughing earth-shatteringly.

Yunxiao's dispute over the dragon and the old man on the table can't make waves, and Mu Jun, who is closest to him, is very speechless, these two guys are obviously very in awe of Yunxiao, but they can still fight well at the bottom line of his nose, what does this mean?

Mu Jun glanced at Yunxiao's expression, and saw that he was flat and his eyebrows were evacuated, so he knew that he didn't care about this matter, does this mean that Xiaohuo and the old man knew where Yunxiao's bottom line was.

While speculating, he saw Xiao Huo and Yu Li's figures move slightly, stopped fighting, Xiao Huo put down the teacup, held the teapot and flashed, and stood where Mu Jun saw it when he first entered the main hall.

The old man Shi Shiran put away the small chair, tidied up his clothes, floated to Xiaohuo's side and stood up, and after a breath, Mu Jun sensed that there were visitors outside the hall. But she forgot that she was mainly against the customer at this time.

When a figure wearing an ink robe and an ink crown appeared at the door of the main hall, Mu Jun was stunned, she didn't expect to see Cangjue here. With a turn of his gaze, he fell on the young man in green clothes and martial robes who followed behind him, this person she had seen, Xi Tingyu, the master of the Yunding Yuque Patrol Palace, was in charge of the Taiyou patrol affairs, and he was also the deputy leader of the personal guard.

Looking at these two heavyweights of the cloud peak Yuque, they walked towards him step by step, stopped three steps away, and both made a salute: "Taiyou Si Shen Cangjue, the Lord of the Patrol Palace, Xi Tingyu, has seen Jun Qing." ”

Mu Jun sat on the spot and smiled: "No need to be polite, please sit." ”

Cangjue and Xi Tingyu raised their heads, looked at the clouds, and pinched the trick with one hand: "Immortal Jun is polite." ”

Yunxiao held his forehead with his right hand, tapped the gauntlet with his left hand, looked at Cangjue and Xi Tingyu lightly, held his head reservedly, and said lightly: "Sit!"

Cangjue and Xitingyu both sat down, Mu Jun was about to pour tea for Cangjue and Xitingyu, the old man floated over, like a competent housekeeper, lifted the teapot on the table, poured spiritual tea, and said reservedly: "Please use!"

Mu Jun's gaze turned between Yunxiao and the old man, and found that these two people were extremely noble towards the cultivators of Taiyun or Yunding Yuque. It's like the disgust of the top family in the cultivation world when they meet the remote little cultivator family, or the arrogance of the person in the top position.

At the same time, what Mu Jun could also be sure of was that the old man had taken refuge in Yunxiao and had become his butler, or the rumor of the cultivation world. To be able to make such a stinky old man of Xuanyuan High Priest take refuge in his fart, does that mean that Yunxiao's identity is extraordinary, or that the Protoss behind him occupies an extraordinary position above the Nine Heavens.

When Cangjue and Xi Tingyu had taken their first sip of tea, Mu Jun smiled and asked, "I don't know why the two cultivators are here?"

Xi Tingyu's gaze fell on the sleepy dragon pot held by the first Xiaohuo, but he didn't make a sound, Mu Jun noticed his expression, and he had some realization in his heart, it seemed that he was here for Xi Tingjiu and them.

Cangjue's face was calm, and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Jun, slightly respectful: "Some time ago, in the Taiyou Sacrifice Hall, I caught three cultivators from Yunhua. Cangjue once heard Junqing mention that the apprenticeship sect is Yunhua. The most important thing is that one of the Mujing cultivators frankly admitted that she was Jun Qing's sister. In order to distinguish the true from the fake, Cangjue heard that Jun Qing had appeared in the West Pavilion, so he hurried over to ask Jun Qing about it, is this matter true? and how should it be dealt with, and it is more appropriate?"

Mu Jun glanced at the clouds, his gaze turned, fell on Cangjue's face, and said with a slight smile: "It should be the same door, since it violates the punishment of Taiyu, it is to follow the rules." ”

Cangjue nodded, and no longer asked about that sister, Jun Qing didn't want to mention it, because he had a past that he didn't want to talk about.

Of course, Cangjue came here, not for this matter, but for the Xiting Jiaolong family, he picked up the teacup and sniffed the fragrance of tea.

Xiting Yu saluted Mu Jun, and his voice was deep: "Yu hurriedly returned to Xiting, but he was shocked to hear that the West Sea was covered with ice and snow, and the creatures were trapped...... I wonder if Jun Qing can solve Yu's confusion about the things complained about?"

(To be continued.) )