After what sounded like a rhythmic clapping of hands, a figure appeared just outside the door.

"......" Mu Xue Lun raised the corners of his eyebrows, and faintly felt something in his heart.

"Come in. As the words fell, the door was gently pushed open.

A familiar figure appeared in the eyes of Mu Sharon.

"King!" said Hanarang, bowing his head, already half-kneeling in front of Mu Xuelun.

"......" should have been happy, but at this moment, looking at Hua Lang kneeling under him, Mu Xuelun didn't have any reaction, just lowered his eyes and looked at him fixedly.

"What's wrong with you? He's Hanalang, why don't you know him. But Feng Jian was extremely unaccustomed to watching this scene in front of him.

Although there is not too much intersection, but in Fengjian's impression, Mu Xuelun can be said to be very good to Hualang, but, what is the current situation?!

"You go out first. He didn't raise his eyes, and Mu Xuelun said lightly.

"Me?" subconsciously stretched out his finger at the tip of his nose, and Feng Jian blurted out for a moment.

But before he could hear any reply, he raised the corners of his eyebrows and immediately stood up.

"There is no one like you who crossed the river and demolished the bridge! The person I found, if you have anything to say, I will not go out!" With that, with his hands around his chest, Fengjian sat back in his original position like a scoundrel.

"Also, you, stand up first, I don't get used to you kneeling around. "Glancing at Hua Lang, if you want to talk about this person, Fengjian still doesn't hate it very much.

"......" But no matter what Fengjian said, Hua Lang still knelt in place as if he hadn't heard it, motionless like a stake.

"Hey, you're ...... Follow the Lord...... I don't know what's going on!" Feng Jian saw this, and opened his mouth and squinted in the direction of Mu Xuelun.

"Why just you. Without bothering with the wind stream, Mu Xuelun took his hand and slowly walked to the window.

"Damn it, I didn't protect the princess well. After years of following, without too much clarification by Mu Xuelun, Hua Lang already understood the meaning of what he said.

"If you damn it, why are you here again?!" The sound was cold to the bone, without the slightest temperature.

Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, the tone made people feel chills and shiver when he heard it.

"......" Listening to the conversation between the two, Fengjian seemed to be a little dumbfounded, but he had never seen each other, when did the two people who were like brothers and sisters become like this? !

At this time, Fengjian actually felt that Hua Lang's relationship with Mu Xuelun was not as "harmonious" as his relationship with Mu Xuelun!

"Wait, isn't there something ...... your chatting method like this? It's over?" Fengjian scratched his head, and for the first time he had an urge to be a peacemaker.

"If you have anything to say, ask well, so that you can solve the problem, you always talk coldly like this, throw knives and arrows, and in the end the problem can't be solved and hurt your feelings. Then Feng Jian opened his mouth, and actually got up and dragged Hua Lang up from the ground.

Seeing this, ......Hualang subconsciously shook his hand, but unexpectedly, before breaking free, he touched his arm, frowned, and a painful expression flashed on his face.

Of course, although it was a moment, he couldn't escape Fengjian's eyes, he quickly pulled Hua Lang's arm, and before Hua Lang could react, he rolled up his sleeve, and in an instant, a dazzling bright red immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

"Yo, look at your wound is really deep enough, was wounded by an arrow, right?" was obviously shocked enough, but Feng Jian asked very calmly, as if he was talking about something innocuous and trivial.