Yu Jinsong was stared at by so many eyes, and for a while, he felt that his entire scalp was numb.

How dare he agree to such a thing?

Not to mention that the cultivation of the Hongluan Peak monks present was far superior to him, even if there were really people among them who could fight, how could he dare to open his mouth to challenge.

If he really loses because of this, Mu Feiyuan is only afraid that he will really smash the master's Dan furnace, but before that, it will definitely be his own head that will be broken first.

If he was lucky enough to win, even if Mu Feiyuan really lost Hongluan Peak to him, would he really dare to accept it?

Yu Jinsong begged for mercy again and again, only saying that he was open-mouthed for a while and lost his sense of proportion.

"Weak man without guts, get out of here!" Mu Feiyuan glanced at Yu Jinsong disdainfully, and flicked his sleeves and lifted it out more than ten feet.

Yu Jinsong was planted in a bush, and he used his true qi to protect his body, although he was not injured, he was also very embarrassed.

But he didn't dare to say more, so he took the opportunity to hide behind the shade of the tree, for fear that Mu Feiyuan would be unhappy and give himself a sleeve.

Mu Feiyuan didn't make any follow-up actions after finishing it, and seemed to be too lazy to look at him.

She turned her head, one hand was still on Mo Hansheng's shoulder, her chin fell on his other shoulder, and her movements became more and more intimate: "I didn't make it clear, if you join Hongluan Peak, you can worship directly under this seat." How, not heartbeat? ”

Although she has never practiced charm, she is born with a beautiful voice and an ethereal and subtle voice, which can make thousands of men unable to control it with this single action.

It's a pity that Mo Hansheng only tilted his head to the side slightly, avoiding Mu Feiyuan's whisper in his ear: "Thank you for the first love, the disciple's qualifications are dull and he really dare not climb high." ”

Mu Feiyu's move really made all the monks around him look sideways for a while, secretly saying that who is this boy from Egret Peak, who is the master, and who actually makes the first seat of Hongluan Peak so favored?

What surprised everyone even more was that Mo Hansheng, who should have been flattered, actually refused, looking at his indifferent expression, without the slightest hesitation.

If it were someone else, it would naturally be a blessing to be able to worship under Mu Feiyuan's door, but for Mo Hansheng, the identity of the first disciple of Hongluan Peak was too eye-catching.

He just wanted to keep a low profile on Sunset Mountain and leave as soon as the time was ripe, but he didn't want to attract the attention of the entire sect.

The smile on Mu Feiyuan's face quickly faded, this was the first time she had been rejected by a man, twice.

"It's just for fun, it's a hundred years before you want to worship under this seat with your cultivation." Mu Feiyuan snorted lightly and withdrew the arm that was on Mo Hansheng's shoulder.

She lifted her foot and took a step forward, and the next moment the person appeared three feet away, and the next moment it flew high into the air.

She fell like a light blue butterfly, standing on the highest part of the mountain, standing in the wind, proud of the peaks.

Everyone was immediately relieved, this is reasonable.

As we all know, Mu Feiyuan has always been idle and lazy and cynical on weekdays, and what he said was just a temporary joke and could not be taken seriously.

That kid in white is just a mere Qi refining realm, where can he get into the magic eye of the first seat of Hongluan Peak?

But those who are familiar with Mu Feikite know that the first adult has never made such an intimate move to any man.

For example, the Miaoyu Protector, who happened to be standing beside Mu Feiyuan at this time, could faintly see the green tendons protruding clearly on the forehead of his first seat exposed to the rising sun.

Originally, Mo Hansheng's appearance would inevitably attract attention, but after this episode, the people of Hongluan Peak became more and more curious about this handsome man dressed in white.

While the hour was still early, all the female cultivators of the Sunset Sect came towards Mo Hansheng and the others one after another.

Most of them were familiar with Li Hongmei, so they came in twos and threes under the guise of reminiscing about the old days, and stepped forward to secretly look at Mo Hansheng.

Just after a quick glance, they had to admit that Mo Hansheng's appearance was indeed far superior to that of any male cultivator in Hongluan Peak, no wonder it could attract Mu Feiyuan to act like this.

At this point, the male cultivators of Hongluan Peak obviously also noticed it, and compared Mo Hansheng with their own faces, they all felt a little unwilling and jealous.

Mo Hansheng had a headache about the reaction of everyone in Hongluan Peak, especially several of the younger female cultivators, who obviously showed a little bit of excitement to themselves.

Seeing this, Li Hongmei took the initiative to step forward to deal with those people, after all, if Mo Hansheng had too much contact with everyone, it would be very troublesome if something was exposed.

Gradually, a group of female cultivators also discovered that today's Li Hongmei seems to be a little different from the past.

She no longer laughs at people as she used to, and although there is no deviation in etiquette, her attitude has become very cold, even indifferent.

The female cultivators' minds turned, and they thought that Li Hongmei was competing with themselves and others to be jealous, and they all showed meaningful smiles and left one after another.

Only Mo Hansheng knew the real reason for Li Hongmei's change, and he was happy to see it.

She should be the top of the snow-capped mountain, a proud and independent plum, if it is not forced by life, why should she force a smile and meet her intentions?

Perhaps, her current posture is what she should be, and it is also what Mo Hansheng wants to see the most.

If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh, that's fine.

However, at this time, the coldness on Li Hongmei's face made Mo Hansheng feel a little cold: "Do you know Mu Shouzao?" ”

Mo Hansheng was stunned: "I met in front of the mountain gate last time." ”

"You didn't tell me that you met Mu Shouzao that time." Li Hongmei remembered that it was the last time Mo Hansheng secretly went down the mountain alone.

Mo Hansheng explained: "I just met in a hurry, and nothing happened, so I didn't take it too seriously. ”

Li Hongmei looked suspicious: "Nothing happened?" But look at her actions just now, she seems to be very familiar with you. ”

Mo Hansheng coughed lightly and turned his head to look into the distance: "That woman, her brain may be a little abnormal. ”

"Speaking ill of the head of this peak on the ground of Hongluan Peak, you should be the first person since the founding of the Sunset Sect, so you are not afraid of being heard?" Li Hongmei glanced around expressionlessly.

At this moment, the disciples of all peaks gathered on Hongluan Peak, all waiting to leave for the Demon Refining Sect.

This birthday celebration was not as dangerous as the trip to Yunmeng Canyon, everyone was focused on talking and laughing with the same people next to them, and did not release their spiritual sense to deliberately investigate, so naturally they did not notice the conversation between the two.

Only the Miaoyu Protector, who was standing beside Mu Feiyuan, inadvertently saw a crack in the cliff under his feet.

Was there a crack in this place before, was it just appeared?

Miaoyu Protector was a little unsure.

She quietly glanced at Mu Feiyuan, and said in her heart, could it be that the first seat to go down the mountain for a while and come back and become heavier again?

However, this crack naturally could not pose any threat to Mu Feiyuan, she just glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.

Mo Hansheng naturally couldn't notice this, he remembered the scene when he saw Mu Feiyuan twice, and couldn't help but admire: "Speaking of which, this Mu Shouzao is really a bit elusive. ”

Li Hongmei said: "Mu Shouzao is a wind cultivator, and he is already good at speed, which is not surprising. ”

Mo Han said curiously: "Could it be that he is also the same as that Senior Brother He, a rare Singing Wind Spirit Body?" ”

Li Hongmei shook her head and said, "Mu Shouza is a legendary Fuyao Dharma Body, and Senior Brother He's Mingfeng Spirit Body has no qualifications to compare with it at all. ”