The smile on Mo Jue's face froze, and an embarrassed look crossed his blue eyes.

The Cloud Nuance Sect is the largest immortal cultivation sect in the Fire Crane Country. All the genius children in the country are proud to have entered the Cloud Nu Sect. The royal palace nobility was no exception.

Mo Jue entered the Cloud Nuance Sect at the age of fifteen, and it has been two years, and he is only an outer disciple. No matter how hard you try, there is no way to go beyond the ninth order and be promoted to the inner gate.

As the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no comparison, Mo Jue's seventeen-year-old ninth-order madness is logically not bad, but compared with Mo Ye, it is far worse. Mo Ye was already a ninth-order madness at the age of thirteen, and at the age of fourteen, he stepped into the holy level and became an inner disciple of the Cloud Fury Sect, and now he is twenty-five years old, ranking first among the inner disciples.

Mo Xie became the glory of his father, and he disappointed his father again and again.

He is obviously already working hard, maybe due to his talent, the speed of cultivation and promotion is always much slower than that of Mo Ye.

"What are you so proud of?"

Just when Mo Jue was extremely depressed, a clear girl's voice sounded from her side, "Shen Yan, you are seventeen years old, aren't you only a seventh-order madness, you are not as good as His Royal Highness the Prince?" What's wrong with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sending tea to the emperor, this is filial piety, you know what a fart! You, a mere deputy commander of the Imperial Forest, dare to speculate on the Holy Will privately? How do you know that the emperor doesn't like to drink flower tea? ”

The green tendons on Shen Yan's forehead jumped suddenly.

He stared at Ye Luo deadly, eager to stare her out of two holes.

Why!

People's fiancées know that they worship their fiancés, take their fiancés as their heavens, and save face for their fiancés; But she is good, she always has an extremely disdainful attitude towards him, and dismantles his stage again and again, without giving any face.

The most hateful thing is that her hateful little mouth always pops out some very rude words, and there is no lady at all.

"I just get it!"

Shen Yan felt that he must have had a brain pump, so he would be more serious with her.

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips hooked up a playful arc: "Are you a roundworm in the emperor's stomach, or a piece of pulled by the emperor?"

Shen Yan: "......"

She, she's so rude!

His mouth was full of filth, and he didn't know how to answer at all!

Mo Jue saw Ye Luo and Shen Yan fighting so fiercely, and he didn't know why, but there was a feeling of loss in his heart.

He didn't want to.

I don't want to see them like this.

If he could, he would rather be the one who was arguing with Shen Yan was himself.

A thought came to mind - I don't like her to have too much interaction with other men, not even her fiancé.

"Miss Ye, the auction will start soon, let's go into the box."

Mo Jue sent out an invitation.

The green tendons on Shen Yan's forehead exploded, and he immediately said, "Hey, rude woman, come to Young Master Ben's box." A completely commanding tone.

Ye Luo frowned.

Mo Jue sent out an invitation, but she could still understand, what did he want to do with this Shen Yan? Didn't he hate what he hated so much?

"Shen Yan!"

Mo Jue's eyes, which were as clear as the sky, gradually darkened, turning into a deep blue like the sea, "This prince made an appointment with Miss Ye in advance!" ”

Shen Yan noticed the change in Mo Jue's eyes and was very surprised. The waste prince has always been cowardly, but this time for Ye Luo, he actually got serious?

Hehe, kind of interesting.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, what is your intention to ask my fiancée without my consent?"