Chapter 80: Return to My Sect

Hanyue nodded, "So what?" ā€

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Do you still need him to say it? Generally speaking, shouldn't it be understood?

Yu Hao, who was a few steps away from the feet of the cold moon, shook his head, and his small body got up from the ground, about to bypass the cold moon......

Han Yue's eyes narrowed, and she raised her foot suddenly.

A light green light overflowed, directly attacking Yu Hao.

Yu Hao didn't dodge, and flew out with that force.

Wen Xuan's complexion changed, and he rushed over quickly and picked up Yu Hao.

The action was so fast that the disciples of the four sects present couldn't help but look sideways.

Especially in the cold moon, a dark light flashed under his eyes.

After Wen Xuan returned to the mountain with the disciple named Xiao Qingying, it was he who was ordered to test his skills, and after knowing that he was making rapid progress, he had the heart to love talents, so he stayed in his Cold Moon Garden. You must know that there are thousands of disciples in the sect, and it is a blessing to be valued by the top ten disciples. But he didn't expect to accidentally find that his cultivation had made quite a lot of progress, and then he realized that his cultivation aura seemed to be very different from theirs.

The sect has rules, and if a disciple outside the sect has an adventure, he must not forcibly occupy his method, but the more this happens, the more he wants to know where he got his cultivation from, because if this goes on for a long time, it is inevitable that the Dharma protector disciples of this sect will not be above him.

So after knowing that there were people Wen Xuan had known in this trip, he sent Wen Xuan over!

I just thought that if it was one in ten thousand...... Unexpectedly, this Wen Xuan didn't love one of the dogs they were traveling with.

Wen Xuan only cared about protecting his master, but when he lowered his head to meet his master's eyes, he realized what he had just done.

He has always been humble and respectful to everyone, but now he is just a dog, and he came to save him. In particular, it is his current nominal "master" who is still the first to start.

Wen Xuan pursed his lips and slowly raised his head.

In front of him, Master Hanyue, the master of the sect, was looking at him with an expressionless face.

Yu Hao shook his head silently, if he was his master now, it would be cheaper for him not to raise his hand to slap Wen Xuan a few times.

Why are you still so stupid!

The moment before the cold moon above his head focused on him, Yu Hao closed his eyes, and a low howl from his mouth made a sound similar to pain.

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Wen Xuan was thinking about how to deal with Han Yue's cold words, but he didn't expect to hear Yu Hao's voice immediately after, and he froze.

And at this time, a small figure suddenly appeared in the hall, and he came directly to Yu Hao, and there was an ink-colored figure behind the small figure, which was Heng Jun.

"Are you alright?"

"Who hit you?"

The child's face was full of anger, it was Xiao March, that is, Fang Zhaoyue. Talking to the puppy loudly, in the eyes of everyone, it was obvious that Fang Zhaoyue was especially special to this puppy.

The disciples present smiled lowly, and their faces were a little more interested when they looked at Wen Xuan.

Sure enough, it is a disciple outside the door, and this kind of opportunity has to climb up, even if it is the ability to flatter a dog, they are beyond their reach.

Even the corners of Hanyue's mouth were mocking.

Wen Xuan turned a blind eye and let go of his hand in time, Yu Hao fell into Fang Zhaoyue's arms, Yu Hao let out a low wail, and his eyes secretly glanced at Han Yue, it was the kind of person who wanted to sue but was forced to raise his voice because of obscenity.

Wen Xuan, Heng Jun, "......"

Fang Zhaoyue followed Yu Hao's line of sight and glared directly at Han Yue, "It's you!" Why did you hit him? ā€

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The warm breath around the cold moon was slightly deep.

He knew that Fang Zhaoyue had a relationship with the Liusong faction, but he didn't know that his master was Fang Zhaoyue's uncle.

A faint momentum rose from Han Yue's body, and before he could move again, he listened to his master reprimand, "Stop!" ā€

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Han Yue bowed down, his vitality was gone, and he regained his gentleness and modesty, "Master! ā€

A gentleman, only admirable.

Although it was peaceful for a moment, the previous things were in the eyes of several great grandmasters.

Sect Master Liusongyan's face was a little stiff, and the Innocent Saint Sect Master on the side chuckled, "This is your disciple?" ā€

"You-"

The Innocent Saint Sect Master also ignored Sect Master Liusongyan, turned his head and changed his face, looking at Fang Zhaoyue with a kind face, "Child, go back to my sect!" ā€

Fang Zhaoyue glanced at Han Yue fiercely, hugged Yu Hao, and knelt down in front of the Innocent Saint Sect Master with a "poof-" sound.

"Disciple is willing to go!"

A young face, a resolute face.

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