Chapter Eighty-Three: Let Me Go, You Slut!

For more than five years, Murong Zixuan, who had walked through this period alone, had not spent a day not spent in the advice of others. Reshuge advised him not to wait for an impossible person to come back, and advised him not to fight Xia Yifeng again for a dead person. Even the second uncle, who has always only drunk flower wine, talked to Murong Zixuan with all seriousness, and there is only one point, that is, he is already the pillar of the Murong family, and he can't continue to be willful like this.

And Mu Yan, when he was really almost about to give up, reappeared in his sight, smiling and telling him that she was back and she needed his help. Murong Zixuan didn't know if this was good news for him. Because she needed him, she took the initiative to return to him because she needed him. However, if she no longer needs him, will she leave here again and play that game of chasing me with Xia Yifeng?!

"Yan'er." His voice trembled a little and called Mu Yan's name, his right hand slowly brushed Mu Yan's cheek, and Murong Zixuan's eyes flashed with uncontrollable pain. "I love you. Don't leave everything and don't go, stay by my side, okay? ”

Standing there stiffly, Mu Yan didn't expect Murong Zixuan to say such a thing to her. And the three words "I love you" made Mu Yan, who had always felt that they were extremely vulgar, really couldn't refuse. Because she clearly understood everything Murong Zixuan had done to her.

From the initial naivety to today's maturity, from the first time they met, Murong Zixuan munched on the chicken leg in his hand, and now he is the richest man in the world. Mu Yan watched him change little by little, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart. She didn't know if that emotion was the so-called love, but she understood that Murong Zixuan's efforts made her feel distressed.

Taking a step forward, Mu Yan's hands slowly circled Murong Zixuan's shoulders. Then he hugged his body tightly. Feeling Murong Zixuan's trembling, Mu Yan muttered to himself, "After I kill him, I will make up everything to you." ”

"Is this a charity?" With a wry smile, he hugged Mu Yan in his arms with his backhand, and Murong Zixuan said weakly: "Yan'er, I don't want the love you gave me. ”

"Stupid." Laughing helplessly, Mu Yan felt Murong Zixuan's childish temper, and asked softly, "You have known me for so long, have you ever seen me give a cent to someone I don't care about?" Don't think too much about it, because of your heart, I understand. ”

A smile slowly appeared on his gloomy face, standing up straight, Murong Zixuan looked at Mu Yan with burning eyes, unable to hide his joy, the happy smile on the corner of Murong Zixuan's mouth made Mu Yan's heart relax a little.

Standing side by side under the willow trees and chatting, Mu Yan secretly considered whether he wanted to participate as the palace master of the Ethereal Palace after asking about the Murong Zixuan Martial Arts Conference. According to Murong Zixuan's words, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, which no one dares to provoke now, must be Xia Yifeng's eight times out of ten, nine times out of ten. He doesn't do it, he keeps getting involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, for what?

The time of the day is quickly passed in a busy way. Mu Yan, who let Murong Zixuan go back first, took Xi'er and Heng'er and walked slowly in the lively night market. Watching the two little ghosts running around with a smile on their faces, they couldn't wait to eat this and buy that again. Mu Yan, who rarely relaxed, completely fell into a harmonious atmosphere. And the two children noticed what Mu Yan didn't find.

Mu Moheng, who was walking hand in hand in front of Mu Yan and kept looking around, suddenly shook his eyes, then gently shook Mu Moxi's hand, and whispered: "Sister, look, who is that!" ”

Following Mu Moheng's line of sight, in a remote place around the corner of the street, a man was sitting there drinking alone. And the man's face is something they have never forgotten. "Ah, Xia Cheap!"

Recalling that this man had made Mu Yan angry with them, Mu Moxi blurted out the name, which clearly expressed Xia Yifeng's status and image in their minds.

Looking at each other and smiling, the two lowered their heads and whispered about things that Mu Yan didn't know. After a while, I saw Mu Moheng quickly run to Mu Yan's side, then tugged on Mu Yan's sleeve, and said flatteringly: "Mother, that one, Heng'er wants that uncle's candy man!" ”

Looking sideways at an elderly man on the side of the street, sitting in the middle of the crowd, skillfully making candy figures of different shapes, his exquisite craftsmanship has attracted many other children to watch. Smiling slightly, Mu Yan nodded, then glanced at Heng'er and Xi'er, who were holding hands, pulled Heng'er's wrist, and walked slowly over there. And Xi'er left Mu Yan's side at a trot all the way in an instant, and rushed in the direction just now......

Standing in the crowded crowd, Mu Yan, who was patiently waiting in line, lowered his head and wanted to say a few words to his son and daughter, but found that there was only a small hairy head left beside him, and Xi'er had disappeared!

"Heng'er." Squatting down nervously, Mu Yan's eyes met Mu Moheng's eyes sharply. "What about your sister? Where did it go? ”

"Don't worry, my sister will be back soon!" Hugging Mu Yan's neck, Mu Moheng kissed Mu Yan's side face affectionately, comforting Mu Yan's uneasy emotions. "My sister is going to make money!"

"Make money?!" Looking at Mu Moheng suspiciously, Mu Yan didn't understand what the meaning in his arms was. And just a moment later, Mu Yan completely understood the plan of these two little ghosts......

The familiar screams made Mu Yan look at him with a murderous aura. The body looked at Xi'er who was caught in a daze, and she was still holding a jade pendant in her hand, and the person who caught her was Xia Yifeng!

A frustrated slap on his head, Mu Yan blamed himself for his carelessness, he didn't even notice the existence of that man, let alone the tricks of these two children!

"Mu Moheng, when you go back, you just wait to be beaten!" Lowering his head, Mu Yan said viciously to Mu Moheng. Then he took him by the means and strode towards him.

Mu Moxi, who was grabbed by Xia Yifeng's wrist, kicked Xia Yifeng's leg with his calf. He kept learning what Mu Yan called Xia Yifeng in his mouth, and said, "Let go of me, you slut!" ”

Looking at the little girl who was on the fire with a smile and a smile, Xia Yifeng couldn't figure out where he had offended her. He is dignified Xia Wangye, he shouldn't have time to have any arguments with such a child, right?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Panting and running to Xia Yifeng's side, Mu Yan glared at Mu Moxi quietly, and then nodded and bowed to Xia Yifeng to accompany him. "This is my daughter, I don't know if this master can have a lot of adults, spare the children, I will definitely discipline her strictly, and I won't let her run around again!"

This book was first published.

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