Song Boyan responded coldly, but smiled softly at Fanyin.

Seeing this, Fan Yu clenched his fists tightly.

After Song Pingyang stretched out and patted her hand gently, Fan Yutian slowly let go of his hand.

Song Boyan didn't pay attention to their small movements here, but turned to look in the direction of the palace gate, and said respectfully: "Immortal Venerable, please!" ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the palace gate, and Sanskrit Yin also looked at it.

A person who is called an Immortal Venerable, this person's cultivation should not be bad.

Immediately, I saw a man dressed in white, walking slowly, and his uplifted figure was even more slender under the illumination of the light.

The dim light sprinkled on his side, as if a layer of golden light had crossed for him, like a god descending from heaven.

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Muyu ignored everyone's gaze at all, walked straight into the hall, and walked forward calmly.

But only he knew how strong the fluctuations in his heart were at this time.

Seeing this, Song Boyan hurriedly followed.

When he walked up to Fanyin, Jiang Muyu suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Song Boyan first squeezed his eyebrows at Fanyin.

And Jiang Muyu had already walked to Fanyin's side and sat down.

"Who is this man? It's so good-looking! ”

"Why is he sitting next to Sanskrit?"

"He won't have a leg with Sanskrit!"

The girls couldn't help but be suspicious.

Fan Yu was overjoyed, subconsciously looked at Song Pingyang beside him, and called in a low voice, "Mother! ”

"Don't be impatient!"

Hearing this, Fan Yu forced down the excitement in his heart.

If Sanskrit really has a leg with him, it would be great.

Song Boyan will naturally give up Sanskrit, and she may not need to use those tricks to get Song Boyan.

Song Boyan was also stunned, he reserved this position for himself!

"Immortal...... Xianzun, you ...... Your location is not here. Song Boyan squeaked.

It was only with great difficulty that he asked his father to agree to let him sit with Sanskrit.

"Can't sit?" Jiang Muyu's cold eyes looked at him.

Song Boyan only felt that his scalp was numb, and said with a dry smile, "Yes!" Absolutely. ”

Looking at his cowardice, Sanskrit Yin was also speechless for a while.

Song Boyan silently stepped aside, squatted directly on Fanyin's side, and looked at Fanyin with blank eyes, "Xiaoyin, where is my birthday gift?" ”

Sanskrit was slightly stunned, this coward!

Sometimes it's cute, "Whoever is like you, just asking." ”

Song Boyan smiled, "Then are you prepared?" ”

Fanyin smiled and said, "Ready!" I'll get it for you. ”

Regardless of whether she is the original owner or not, Song Boyan's kindness to the original owner is genuine.

When the original owner was not dead, she promised Song Boyan that she would prepare a gift for her on his birthday.

Since she occupies the body of the original owner, then this matter is naturally completed by her.

Hearing this, the smile on Song Boyan's face became even stronger, squatting beside Fanyin, and looking at Fanyin with his eyes blank.

It looks like a poor pug, and people can't help but feel pity.

Jiang Muyu looked at this scene, the gentleness around him plummeted, his cold gaze fell on Song Boyan's body, and he said loudly, "Is Your Royal Highness very idle?" ”

Fanyin finally took his gaze back from Song Boyan's body and looked sideways at Jiang Muyu beside him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and she only felt a slight tingling sensation in the position of her heart, and when she felt it again, this feeling was gone.

"Have we met?"