It's just that Mu Yan's personality is too strong.

So much so that the people in the ink camp often forget that their master is a stunning beautiful girl.

Xiaobao said seriously: "My mother is not the most beautiful, only more beautiful, and my mother is not compared with other women." “

There is no one in the world who can compare with his mother.

Not for women, not for men!

The people of the ink camp laughed in unison.

Although they also know that the young lady is invincible in the world, the little master's mother-lover attribute is really clear at a glance.

No wonder the little master and the uncle are always tense when they meet, and they can't wait to kick each other away from the young lady.

Only Chang Yu was in a trance, and the beautiful face of a girl plucking the strings and smiling lazily seemed to appear in his mind.

Miss...... Jun Muyan...... Is there a more beautiful woman in the world than her?

At least not in his mind.

In his heart, it was like the Nine Heavens Goddess, an existence that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be coveted.

At least...... At least he could still be by the side of the young lady, watching her watch her watch from afar.

The blank gaze swept across the mountains with a hint of bitterness and longing.

Suddenly, a brilliant light crossed his eyes.

Chang Yu settled down and walked in the direction of the light.

Soon, a flower hidden in the grass appeared in front of him.

The flower was small, but it was beautiful, and its branches and leaves swayed gently in the breeze, and the color was moving.

The brilliance of that moment was because of the change from one color to another.

The rejuvenating flower, found.

Chang Yu turned around and was about to call Xiaobao.

But on the other side of the mountain, a pale old man and a delicate but hasty girl walked in the direction of Xiaobao.

"This little boy, my grandfather and I were separated from the guards at home, and now we are hungry and thirsty, can you please give us something to eat?"

The pretty girl looked at Xiaobao expectantly, her slightly pale face and chapped lips meant that she was really thirsty.

The girl even licked her lips lightly with the tip of her pink tongue, and looked at the people in the ink camp, which was indescribably pitiful.

And the old man she was holding was also out of breath, looking like he would faint at any time.

Such a pair of grandchildren, no matter which man sees it, he can't help but feel pity.

Not to mention an innocent child of four or five years old.

Xiaobao glanced at them with dark blue eyes, and said in a cold little milk voice: "You guys come here." ”

The girl was overjoyed, and the smugness and contempt in her eyes flashed.

But he made a grateful appearance, helped the old man to walk towards Xiaobao, and said continuously: "Thank you little boy, thank you little boy, your great kindness, we ......"

However, the next moment, that immature but cold voice interrupted her words, "Kill!!"

With just one word, everyone in the ink camp, including Chang Yu not far away, moved in unison.

At the same time, Xiaobao also shot.

The strong Xuan Qi and the fierce killing moves rushed towards the girl and the old man Bai.

"Bastard!" The girl couldn't dodge, and was directly stabbed by Chang Yu's sword, although she avoided the vital point, but there was still a blood mark on her waist.

Old Man Bai's reaction was much faster than that of the girl, but Xiaobao's sword was also much stronger than Chang Yu's.

On his face, chest, and thighs, several scars were scratched by Xiao Bao's sword qi, and blood was pouring out.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Wu, I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate Jun Muyan and her little bastard. You don't believe it, you think you can do it on your own, now ...... Haven't you suffered?"

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