Listening to this sudden sound, Mu Hanyue's body stiffened, and she slowly turned her head to look at the source of the sound.

The voice is so familiar.

The tone is so familiar.

Dressed in white, personable, handsome as a fairy, chic and uninhibited, who is this not her master Hua Wuxin?

The indifferent man in the ink robe next to him, the cold aura on his body has not changed, it is still the same as before.

They came to the Shenwu Continent to find her together.

A wave of joy and excitement surged in his heart, which was covered by the smile in his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, and made an OK gesture to Hua Wuxin: "Since you have spoken, I have to do what I say." ”

Hua Wuxin leaned beside Mu Liluo, her eyes narrowed lazily, and a wicked smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Yueyue, I miss you so much, are you going to send me away like this?" ”

The ridiculous tone, the charming look, and the beautiful face make people reverie.

What is even more reverie is that he leaned on the shoulder of the ink-robed man, still so intimate, without a little uncomfortable. This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they were all extremely surprised.

These two men, looking at this ai = ambiguous posture, they know that the relationship is not simple, and what the man in white said to Mu Hanyue is even more ai = ambiguous, is this the legendary three jiao = love?

Wrong!

That woman in white is a man with a husband!

The more I look at this relationship, the more confusing it becomes, and the more I look at it, the more puzzling it becomes.

Mu Hanyue blinked innocently, turned her head to look at Mu Liluo on the side, and chuckled: "Actually, I never told you that what I like is Master Liluo." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people present froze, Mu Liluo directly turned cold, raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Hanyue, his eyes were all indifferent, but there was no other action.

To outsiders, this was a precursor to the ink-robed man's anger. But those who knew him well knew that he was pampering her.

Hua Wuxin smiled lowly, turned her head to look at Mu Liluo beside her, and smiled evilly: "Liluo, Xiao Yueyue wants to snatch love with a knife, do you think I want to dismantle her into eight pieces?" ”

"I think you're most likely to be dismantled by someone." Mu Liluo replied decisively.

The corner of Hua Wuxin's eyes twitched: ".."

glanced at the venue, looked at Jun Moye in a purple robe, and whistled: "I'm still ready for me to work hard to kidnap Xiao Yueyue's heart away when you're not there, it seems that there is no hope." ”

The tone was quite disappointed, but extremely happy.

Happy for Mu Hanyue, happy for their reunion, happy for Jun Mo Ye not to die.

They all thought that Jun Moye was very likely dead. When he came here today, he and Mu Liluo were shocked.

Not dead!

Not dead!

It's simply an existence against the sky, great joy!

Don't investigate why he didn't die, as long as they see him return safely and continue to guard Mu Hanyue, this is enough, and they are relieved.

All I want is to be happy with Mu Hanyue.

Slender and white fingers played with the teacup in his hand, a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, Jun Moye met Hua Wuxin's gaze, and smiled lowly: "I have never regarded you as an opponent." ”

As long as there is a peach blossom, he will cut it off as soon as possible.

Hua Wuxin and the others knew what Mu Hanyue was.

Hua Wuxin was dissatisfied: "You don't treat me as a human being?" ”