Chapter 118: Enter the Mysterious Altar

After Feng Cangyue touched his head, Su Muyu still maintained a look of not knowing the situation at all, and it was not until Fu Junqian pulled himself forward that Su Muyu reacted to what he had just said, and in an instant, his face turned into a boiled shrimp.

"Xiaoyu, why is your face so red? Fu Junqian looked at Su Muyu's red face, asked suspiciously, and then reached out and touched Su Muyu's forehead, "I don't have a fever."

Su Muyu didn't pay attention to Fu Junqian.

Fu Junqian's face instantly brought a lewd smile and let out an evil laugh: "Could it be that something happened to you and Feng Cangyue?"

Su Muyu lowered his head, raised his hand slightly, and punched Fu Junqian in the abdomen: "Don't ask too much about your imperial uncle's gossip, if you know too much, it will be harmonious, you know."

Fu Junqian bared his teeth, grinned, and rubbed his stomach that was beaten by Su Muyu: "Don't you gossip everywhere all day long, my nephew is all learned from you.

Su Muyu's face was black: "It seems that I really brought you badly......"

"Boss......! Big brother, what are you doing, we're all going to get ready to go to the altar." When Su Muyu and Fu Junqian complained to each other, except for Feng Cangyue, who was guarding Su Muyu's side, everyone else had already walked to the center of the Nine Songs Altar, and at this moment, Ye Xiaoming was beckoning Su Muyu and the three of them.

"Let's go." Su Muyu took Feng Cangyue's hand, glanced at Fu Junqian, and walked towards the altar.

Elder Mo Qian stood outside the altar and looked at Youming anxiously: "Xiangjun, when will Lord Yunzhongjun arrive, Jiugexing has now entered, and it is estimated that the altar will be opened in less than a quarter of an hour.

Youming's expression was also a little impatient: "I don't know when Lord Jiuge will return, so it's up to Master Jiuge to contact us...... For now, we can only go in first, if Lord Jiuge has time, we can only snatch it if it is too late."

Demon Yi glanced at Su Muyu, and said in a somewhat skeptical tone: "It's up to you to fight, but this guy from an unknown origin seems to have an unusual relationship with Jiu Ge Xing, are you sure he will give it to you if he gets the map?" and this guy ......" Demon Yi pointed at Feng Cangyue: "This guy's martial arts can't even be seen through by me, how can such a master be his age, he can't enter the altar at his age."

As soon as Youming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Su Muyu stood in front of Youming, crossing his waist and squinting at the magic clothes.

"First, I'm not familiar with Jiu Gexing, you don't know what kind of person this pervert is? Even if I know him what he wants, he won't let me go, and he ...... Which eye do you have a problem with and can see that I have a good relationship with him?" Su Muyu glanced at the demon clothes: "Anyone who has ears can hear his intentions, don't you hear what he means? Or do you have something wrong with your brain?"

"Second, don't think that people in the world are inferior to you if your own martial arts are not good, my family Cangyue is better than you in martial arts, higher talent than you, younger than you, handsome than you, you are jealous!"

Feng Cangyue heard Su Muyu's sentence "My family Cangyue", the corners of her lips unconsciously had a hint of amplitude, and her expression became so soft.

"What do you say, boy!" The magic clothes pointed at Su Muyu's nose in an atmospheric manner.

Su Muyu opened the hand of the magic robe with one hand: "What do you mean! You can't hear what I say so loudly, it means that there is indeed something wrong with your ears! Also, you are so short, I feel tired to watch you raise your finger and point at me."

"You!"

"What am I, what am I! It's really strange every year, there are a lot of them this year, it's pitiful to see that you are still so brainless at your age." Su Muyu shook his hand.

Mo Qian stopped the angry demon clothes, and still had that kind smile on his face: "This prince should not worry about the demon clothes elder, the demon clothes elder is just dizzy because of the matter of Jiu Ge Xing, and the old man believes that Lord Yun Zhongjun will definitely be able to win with the help of a few of you."

Seeing that Mo Qian stopped him, the magic clothes snorted and gave up.

Su Muyu didn't fight back, and Su Muyu still knew the reason why he didn't hit the smiling face.

But Su Muyu's wariness of this demon-clothed elder in his heart was much greater.Such a calm and smiling tiger was dangerous.

"Please go to the altar first." Mo Qian made a gesture of please.