Jiumu Yunxiang rubbed his hands in front of the gate of the Yunshou Ancestral Hall, and walked back and forth for hundreds of steps, but he didn't see Senior Brother Wushuang coming out of it.

The anger of the Emperor of Heaven frightened a room of immortals.

I never thought that an ordinary entrance ceremony would cause half of the heavenly realm to be ashamed, and in the end it became a move to exceed the system, and finally provoked the anger of the Emperor of Heaven.

Senior Brother Wushuang's mother has never left a handful of loess, at this time, he should be very sad.

Jiumu Yunxiang sighed, but saw Wushuang walking out of the temple like a lost soul.

Jiumu Yunxiang greeted him in a few arrow steps, "Senior Brother Wushuang-"

Are you alright, are you okay...... and many other words of persuasion, after seeing Wushuang's eyes full of blood red and despair, he swallowed it back when he reached his mouth.

He looked up at her and didn't speak.

And when she saw him, her already white face was covered with a layer of frost, and under the locked thick eyebrows, her weeping eyes were filled with endless despair and hatred, and there was a cold glint that penetrated people's hearts.

Looking at him like this, he is very sad and hateful-

She had never seen such a matchless, yes, panicked and didn't know how to comfort him, she just looked at him blankly, her eyes didn't blink.

Suddenly, he was pulled into his arms, tightened and tightened, tightened and tightened, and stuck to him until he was tightly fitted, and found that his body trembled slightly, helpless and hesitant.

The hair fell into a trace of coldness, and it was his tears that fell.

Are you feeling sorry for his aunt?

Are you crying for your own helplessness?

Clouds and mist formed at the corners of Jiumu Yunxiang's eyes, and the crystals that filled the frame fell.

She felt so sorry for him, she didn't dare to tremble in his arms, and let him hold herself and vent her emotions.

Until the white heat on the horizon slowly faded, and the sky was blue, and in the depths of the blue, a young man in white clothes walked out of the painting, and saw him walking upright, the jade tree in the wind, and the arrogance like snow.

The young man suddenly paused, and met his eyes at dusk, but for no reason, he gave birth to a soul-like angry sword light, and the invisible sword light slashed over, frightening Jiumu Yunxiang to break out of Wushuang's arms.

"Uncle Junior!"

Jiumu Yunxiang screamed in panic at the blue sky on the horizon, but in a trance, the young man's figure disappeared.

"Just now, just ......"

Obviously there.

Before the latter sentence was spoken, he saw Wushuang frowning again, looking at his eyes cold and piercing.

She was stared at by him coldly, and she shook her soul and grunted her mouth.

Wushuang glanced at the sky, and then looked at Jiumu Yunxiang's eyes and fell slightly, "Let's go, it's been so long, we should go back." ”

"Oh, good. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dragon scales in the placket flashed, and a cold breath passed through his heart, just like the eyes of the peerless senior brother looking at him just now.

Jiumu Yunxiang let Wushuang hold his hand, and rushed back to Zixia Mountain with doubts all the way.

Fang Cai, could it be that he was dazzled?

didn't show up early, didn't show up late, but was held in the arms of the peerless senior brother before he was able to show up?

Besides, even if you see a phantom, why panic?

Oops-

Jiumu Yunxiang, you can grow longer.

......

However, after leaving for most of the day, as soon as I entered the purple glow, I felt refreshed.

Senior Brother Wushuang is right, the Heavenly Realm is just a few more pavilions and a few more clouds, but there is nothing new about it.

Especially when he saw with his own eyes how the tomb of the unequaled senior brother's mother was swept away by the Emperor of Heaven, he felt that the people of the Heavenly Family were really solemn and ruthless.

Although Senior Brother Wushuang is a true dragon, it is distressing, only to see that he was silent all the way, and after landing on the ground, he silently returned to the Fan Pavilion, and did not let people follow, which made people worried.

Maybe the pain in his heart needs time to heal, and after a few days, maybe he will be in a better mood.

Kugi sighed and looked up at the sunset on the side of the mountain in the distance, which was slowly dissipating, and the remaining sporadic glow stained Zelan Xiaozhu with a faint dark red.

The door of the quiet room was open, and the slender figure of the little uncle was refracted by the last rays of the setting sun and cast onto the gray-brown floor, and the figure was still sitting upright.

Since the master left, the little uncle has become more and more busy, busy dealing with the big and small things in Zixia Mountain, busy solving the corpse beasts under the mountain, and the time to teach himself is getting less and less.

If it weren't for that, how could I have spent most of the day in my spare time to go to the Heavenly Palace.

"It's back. “

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Jiumu Yunxiang was frightened and staggered, and when he looked back, he saw that the cloud-scrolling white clothes were already standing in front of him, "Little uncle-"

"You-"

Fang Cai was obviously sitting well in the private room, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind him?

Jiu Mu blinked his eyes and looked at the figure in Fang Caiya's room that was refracted by the setting sun again, but it was no longer visible at this moment.

This, out of nowhere-

The Great Shift——

I couldn't help but think of the figure I saw in the Heavenly Palace just now, could it not be my own hallucination, but the little uncle himself?

"Uncle Xiao has been to the Heavenly Palace today?" Jiumu Nana looked at him, and looked a little like a thief for no reason.

saw his faint starry eyes flickering, but his eyebrows were dyed a little fierce.

He wore the fragrance of Jiumu Yunxiang and said solemnly: "Leaving the mountain without permission and delaying your studies, if there is a next time, you will be severely punished." “

"Ahh

As soon as Uncle Xiao encounters a question that he doesn't want to answer, he will answer what he asked, and the most hateful thing is that he will transfer it to his homework every time, and he will be punished at every turn.

"Uncle Junior, you are busy with official business every day, and you don't have time to teach me. “

Yes, it's not that I don't learn, it's that you, the acting master, don't teach.

Easily shook the pot, Jiumu looked at Bing Ruohan with a little smugness in his heart.

Bingruo glanced at her coldly, "Strong words." Then he said coldly: "Come in with me." “

After speaking, he strode into the elegant room.

Jiumu punched and kicked the back, but he had to follow him into the private room.

Entering the elegant room, Bing Ruohan picked up a copy of the document from the low table and handed it to Jiumu Yunxiang, "Copy it down today and give it to me tomorrow morning." ”

"Do you want to copy it again?" Jiu Mu took the seemingly thin book, but it was very heavy when it fell in the palm of his hand.

Innocent: This is what I have hated all my life.

Suddenly, there was a pleading look on his face, "Little uncle, can you not copy this?"

Bing Ruohan's face did not warm up, and he said: "This heart trick, diligent study, can boost spiritual power, help you practice the wind control technique, and save you from doing nothing all day." ”

So, he's punishing me for leaving the mountain without permission today?

Jiumu looked at the ice cube face, and then looked at the 'copywriting' in his hand, innocently holding back his resentment.