Chapter 210: Nothing to do but ascend to the Three Treasures Palace
Mu Yan coughed lightly, but before he could speak, Arnold said amazingly, and there was a big reversal.
"Miss Mu, do you say that they are too bold, under our noses, a few men and women do such things together, it really subverts my cognition."
Xiaoliu was dumbfounded, it turned out that she was ignorant and pretended, this is too hidden.
Mu Yan felt that this was the real Arnold, innocence was not ignorant, and she was not stupid.
"It's probably a certain insect that can't be controlled, you should beware of them in the future, the lust is too heavy, I'm afraid of plotting against you." Mu Yan said casually, but his tone was a little cold.
Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief, the master reminded him like this, Arnold should always be on guard, he knew that the master would not hide it.
"What bug?" Arnold raised an eyebrow and asked, "Bugs can still get into the brain?" Gu worms? ”
Mu Yan froze and smiled awkwardly, "Well, it's a kind of insect that will make people not very sober." ”
Arnold didn't seem to understand, so she didn't ask again, but fortunately, she didn't ask again, Mu Yan felt that she was really a senior old driver in front of them.
Xiaoliu held back a smile, feeling that the hairpins were blowing up.
Mu Yan sighed lightly, not wanting to talk about this matter anymore, so he raised his hand, "Go ahead, go all the way." ”
After sending Xiao Liu and Arnold away, Mu Yan let go of one thing in his heart, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
She had thought that the Most Evil Artifact would appear in the Youhe Forest, but she had miscalculated, or was it too good for them to hide it?
Suddenly a strong wind blew, Mu Yan blocked her eyes with her hand, the wind was fleeting, and when she opened her eyes again, a few words appeared in front of her, floating in the air, glowing with golden light.
Peach Blossom Forest.
Who is so Yaxing and asks her to go to Peach Blossom Forest?
Mu Yan looked up at the sky, and the sun had begun to set in the west.
Mu Yan walked on the bluestone road, the petals were flying, and the faint glow was spreading, like a layer of smoke.
In the depths of the peach forest, a man in green clothes sat at a stone table, with a wine jug on it and a butterfly pendant that was eye-catching.
"Uncle Fengshi." Mu Yan smiled very lightly and called him softly.
The wind fell and looked back, a face as warm as jade, a pair of thick ink eyes were restrained and calm, and the expression was light.
"Come and sit." The tone is gentle, not mixed with other emotions.
Mu Yan sat down opposite him, his left leg resting on his right leg, his elbows propped up on the stone table, "How can Uncle Feng be willing to return to the Spirit Sword Sect?" ”
He poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of her, smiling, "Pass by, come back and see." ”
"Then why don't you go to the sect?" Mu Yan asked lightly, his expression a little casual.
Fengluo didn't speak, his eyes dimmed a little, and his eyelids drooped, as if he was hiding something.
Mu Yan took a sip of wine, looked at him silently, and fell silent.
Fengluo drank, Mu Yan accompanied, the two were silent, and after a long time, they were not obtrusive or embarrassed.
The evening breeze was blowing, and the sky was a little darker.
"You're going to the mortal world?" Fengluo couldn't help but break the quiet atmosphere, and his eyes stared at her.
Mu Yan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, the corners of his mouth rose, and a cunning flashed in his eyes, "It turns out that you care about me, are you afraid that I will encounter danger in the mortal world?" ”
Fengluo chuckled, "What danger can you encounter?" Thunder Root opened? It's just against the sky. ”
Mu Yan's smile froze, and he smiled lightly, "Uncle Feng's news is really well-informed, are you hiding in the shadows to collect intelligence?" ”
"Don't make fun of me, I'm going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and it's really something to look for you." Fengluo no longer played dumb with her, and his tone was a little gentle.
Mu Yan pursed his lips and waited for him to continue.