Seeing that the originally overcrowded crowd was silent, and suddenly branched out of the middle, Mu Yanran smiled unkindly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thirty-six plans to resist the enemy, one plan will not work, won't she have another plan!

However, when all the female disciples of the Pure Yang Sword in the Yanwu Hall threw at Mu Yanran with that knife-like look, she knew that she had played big!

The smile that had just been raised almost couldn't be hung on his face, seeing Mu Zeting with a low face, but his steps were extremely light and fast, Rao is dozens of pairs of eyes like a substantial knife were scraping on his body, and Mu Yanran could only stubbornly greet people.

"Senior Brother Mu, don't come unharmed, will you be okay in the near future?"

Mu Yanran stiffened her face, although she wanted to tear away a natural smile, but those eye knives were so sharp that the smile on her face almost couldn't be hung up.

Nodding very face-savingly, as if sensing Mu Yanran's embarrassment, Mu Ze listened to a pair of eyes with a low pair of eyes, turned around and looked behind him, and suddenly changed from an eye knife to a nymphomaniac Pure Yang Sword female disciple said coldly, "What are you doing in a daze?" Is today's walkthrough complete? In that case, everyone's daily drills are doubled today! ”

A cry of bitterness suddenly sounded from the Yanwu Hall, the male disciple was obviously accustomed to such a punishment, but the female disciple who had never been punished was not so indifferent, only to see Mu Ze listen to a cold look at the crowd who had been complaining just now and immediately closed his mouth honestly.

Of course, this account of the female disciple of the Pure Yang Sword is so willing to be recorded on Mu Zeting's head?

Not surprisingly, all the female disciples glared at Mu Yanran viciously before they broke up, obviously putting all the accounts on her head.

Mu Yanran was depressed, why did this have anything to do with her?

I glanced at Mo Kongjing gloomily, and then looked at Mu Ze and listened, and found that neither of them appreciated it, and even looked at each other for a long time, and the two of them didn't say a word, Mu Yanran couldn't help but sigh.

Wei Fengyan, who was also extremely depressed with her, quietly handed over a sympathetic look, which was naturally ignored by Mu Yanran.

Forget it, it's not good to be a good person, she accepted her fate.

"Ahem, we're all old friends, so we're not so indifferent, right?" coughed dryly twice, Mu Yanran squeezed her eyebrows and winked her eyes on the side, and when she was thinking about how to get Wei Fengyan away, she saw the most intriguing scene again!

Mo Kongjing naturally ignored these two guys who 'took the wrong medicine', but just looked at Mu Ze and listened for a long time, and after finding that the other party was not only breathing, but also his cultivation was already unpredictable, she first said, "Congratulations." ”

Mu Zeting nodded indifferently.

Then, Mo Kongjing showed a sincere smile again, "Thank you." ”

Mu Ze still nodded indifferently when he heard this, but there was a little more smile in his eyes.

Mu Yanran and Wei Fengyan were dumbfounded, no, what kind of way do these two get along?

Congratulations, I figured it out.

But thanks, thanks for what?

"Three distinguished guests, the master is invited. Senior brother, you have been in retreat for many days, and the master misses it very much, so I asked you to go with me this time. ”

In the distance, in front of the stairs, a man in dark red soft armor looked at each other from a distance, and his voice clearly poured into their ears with a trace of spiritual power.

The setting sun stretched his back, and his black hair was tied up high by the jade crown, although he and Mu Zeting were wearing the same style of pure yang sword soft armor, but the colors that the two liked already explained their personalities.

Dark Red is both high-profile and flamboyant, with the unruliness that belongs to the young man.

Seeing this, Mo Kongjing was quite surprised, it seems that the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword are not all light and unhappy wooden stakes.

But, Master? Could it be that he refers to the Pure Yang Sword Great Elder Jun Qiuyu?

"Ah Jing, this person's name is Jun Yu, and he is the beloved disciple of Elder Jun Qiuyu. In the past, I often heard people in the Xiaoyao Sect say that the Pure Yang Sword produced a handsome and unruly young man. The young man who can fascinate my little junior sister of the Xiaoyao Sect is really better than seeing it. ”

Hearing Mu Yanran say this in his ear, Mo Kongjing suddenly became interested in this person.

And Mu Yanran, who was obviously not here, snickered and counted the steps of Mu Ze, who was walking with them not far away, as if nothing had happened, and saw the steps that were obviously stiff after hearing her words, Mu Yanran snickered even more happily.

Hmph, let you not appreciate it, this is just the beginning!

Along the way, Jun Yu's pace accelerated almost twice, if it weren't for the obvious running with it, Mo Kongjing believed that this person would definitely run!

Mu Yanran, what do you mean by praising this young and promising young man like a chicken blood? And you're beautiful! What are you trying to do with the coaxing?!

If you two really fall in love with others, you'll be on your own!

What kind of nonsense do you want to make trouble with her!

Mo Kongjing, whose face was almost unbearable, looked at the two people in front of him who almost praised people to the sky as soon as they sang and harmonized, and silently glanced at Jun Yu, who was already ten zhang away, she had no doubt that the other party was about to collapse at the moment.

Everyone loves to listen to praise, but if you listen to too much of the outrageous toution, your ears will be calloused, okay!

Glancing at Jun Yu, who was obviously a little irritable but couldn't really throw people off, Mo Kongjing didn't say a word, stepped on a hundred steps, his body flashed like a ghost, and walked to the person and said casually.

"This senior brother, why don't we go first?"

Seeing the two people disappear without a trace, Wei Fengyan and Mu Yanran glanced at each other, and before the word 'run' could be expressed with their lips, the shoulders of the two people were pressed by Mu Zeting's left and right hands.

"Enough trouble?"

The two of them both laughed dryly in a cold sweat, and before they could say anything, they saw Mu Zeting let go of his two hands and walked forward unhurriedly.

"Eh, it's a long road, I thought I was going to die just now." Wei Fengyan, who shuddered, shrugged his shoulders subtly.

"What's the long way? Looking at Senior Brother Mu's appearance, he obviously didn't plan to say it explicitly, I wanted to cry when this red line was pulled. Mu Yanran lowered her head decadently, sighed softly and glanced at Wei Fengyan, and the two sighed together.

It was still the Sword Pavilion of the Xiaoyao Sect, and Jun Qiuyu was still sitting in that old position without saying a word, her hands were folded on her knees, but she didn't hold the crystal Changxiao anymore, and there was no Yun Shuni standing behind her.

The only difference from the last time was that on the seat on the left side of the main seat there was a middle-aged man with gray hair stained with his temples, and his face was extremely cold, handsome and young.

The strange thing is that he has a young and beautiful face, but his head is half white with green silk.

And that crystal Chang Xiao was being held in his hand at the moment and looked at it carefully, with a pair of eyes drooping and not knowing what he was thinking.

"The junior has seen Elder Jun Qiuyu, I don't know who this is?" Properly behaved, Mo Kongjing stopped her gaze on the man on the left, and her intuition told her that this person was the person who was most qualified to tell the past in Jun Qiuyu's mouth.

(To be continued.) )