"What do you mean?" Mo Qianyuan's heart jumped violently.

"I am bound to get the soul jade, and I will never give it to others. Don't you think it's too cruel for me to kill them for no reason? So let's take a look, if the Tilting Cloud Sect knew that the soul jade was in our hands, and we were unwilling to hand it over, what would they do? Originally, Jun Wuxian planned to strike first, but now she gave up.

Not for anything else, just to make Mo Qianyuan a shield and a sword at the same time.

His gentle temperament has both advantages and disadvantages.

In the future, the Jun family may face other problems, Jun Wuxian doesn't want to show his compassionate heart every time Mo Qianyuan, in order to never suffer in the future, she doesn't mind polishing him first.

Only by making him aware of the cruelty of the enemy will he understand that the kindness of a woman will only lead to her own death.

"You will tell the people of the Tilting Cloud Sect tomorrow that the soul jade in your hands and I has been buried with our ancestors, and I hope they can let it go." As for what the Tilting Cloud Sect would do, it was not something she could control.

Mo Qianyuan's eyes were extremely complicated, and he had to say that he didn't expect Jun Wuxian to really stop, but he vaguely felt that Jun Wuxie's purpose would not be so simple.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Mo Qianyuan sighed.

That Jiang Chenqing is certainly not easy to get along with, but Qin Yuyan seems to be very sensible.

While the two were talking, the guards had already brought the soul jade over, and Mo Qianyuan took over and handed it to Jun Wuxie.

The small half of the Soul Suppressing Jade was lying in the brocade box, and after Jun Wuxian confirmed it, he closed the brocade box and put the things away.

Mo Qianyuan had also seen the soul jade, but he had never felt that this thing was anything important, but he never thought that the little soul jade would actually make Jun Wuxian not hesitate to confront the Tilting Cloud Sect, and he didn't plan to ask more about the reason, anyway, no matter what Jun Wuxian did, she always had her own reason.

The things were in hand, the gamble was set, Jun Wuxian had nothing to say, she turned around and left the dormitory, Jun Wuyao followed her and left quietly.

Out of the dormitory, Jun Wuxian looked at Lang Lang Starry Sky, turned to look at Jun Wuyao, who had been following her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he naturally took her into his arms, kicked her feet, and flew away again.

The guards outside the dormitory watched in amazement as the graceful figure sneaked into the night with the wind, and swallowed their saliva silently.

In the night sky, the cool breeze was slow, but the slight temperature did not make Jun Wuyao feel a trace of coolness, the person in his arms was obviously cold and cold, but in his arms, it was so warm.

"Why would you waste your tongue and bet with that idiot?"

If you feel that you can't stay, you don't have to stay.

"A good knife always needs to be sharpened, and I'm giving him that opportunity now." Xu is because the definition of Jun Wuyao in his heart is different, and Jun Wuxian can actually say a lot to him.

Good knives? Jun Wuyao raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.

"Mo Qianyuan is very smart, what the first emperor didn't teach him, I can teach, the Qi country needs an emperor, I need a superior who is grateful to the Jun family." The way of the emperor has no pure benevolence, but Mo Qianyuan was given up by the emperor early, where can he learn the way of the emperor? Jun Wuxian doesn't mind, and he personally adjusts/teaches a qualified emperor.

"The little evil child is so good to him." Jun Wuyao smiled and spoke, but there was no smile in his eyes.