"Ah sneeze", Mu Yun sneezed, touched his nose, and saw that the weather was cold, he nodded thoughtfully to his thoughts, and walked quickly to his bedroom.

It's been half a month unconsciously, I don't know what happened to Feng Jianqing, Green Ran shouldn't be with him, right? Slaying dragons is such a dangerous thing, he won't allow this cowardly girl to join him······

"Click" The door opened, Mei Ying walked out, gently closed the door, saw him, saluted, and said respectfully: "Little prince." ”

Mu Yun nodded absentmindedly: "Is Xue Hui inside?"

"Yes. ”

"What did you call you for?" Mu Yun remembered that Tang Xuehui didn't seem to be familiar with his personal maid.

"Back to ······ Back to the little prince, miss······ Miss ······ Let the slave maid groom her. The little girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes was flushed with a flush, and she was stumbling.

"Okay, you can go down. ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone. ”

He pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, Tang Xuehui sat in front of the window, her back to him, her white and tender fingers kept tapping on the table, as if she was thinking about something. She was meticulous in her sideburns, and she was sitting in a precarious position, but Mu Yun was embarrassed to go up and hug her directly.

Mu Yun gently put his hand on Tang Xuehui's shoulder: "Xuehui, what do you want?"

Tang Xuehui's whole body stiffened, obviously startled, but she couldn't bear it and didn't move, then she came back to her senses, knew that it was Mu Yun, relaxed, stretched out her hand on Mu Yun's hand, looked back and smiled: "I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze." Husband, why did you come back so early?

"There's nothing going on over there," Mu Yun bent down and held her face in her hand, "Thinking that you were waiting at home again, I would have come back earlier." ”

"I can't delay your business because of me," Tang Xuehui pursed her lips and chuckled, and the pear vortex was shallow to appear, "It's not been peaceful recently, how can there be no movement on the association's side?"

Mu Yun said: "Don't worry, this is a man's business, don't let your pretty little brain worry anymore." ”

Tang Xuehui's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes flashed, and she said coquettishly: "It's a good guy who is also going to attend the sacrifice!"

Mu Yun smiled and didn't answer, everyone knew that Tang Xuehui was just a porcelain doll-like ornament at the sacrifice, and of course he wouldn't say it.

Tang Xuehui saw that he was not going to say anything more, nor did she ask questions, but asked, "Husband, do you know how to play the bamboo flute?"

Mu Yun was stunned: "No, why did you think of asking this?"

Tang Xuehui said lightly: "I see that my husband seems to like to collect flutes, so it's not a big deal to ask." ”

He collected the ice flute and the token well, she shouldn't have noticed, right······ She doesn't find out, and I can't explain it······ Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she didn't mean that······ Listening to her tone, there should be no doubts······ Mu Yun secretly complained in his heart.

Tang Xuehui stared at Mu Yun and smiled: "Husband, where is the god of the Cold Moon Divine Sword, I don't know why the Wind Sect Master came to borrow it?"

Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her change the topic, and replied in unnecessary detail because there was a ghost in his heart: "The Cold Moon Long Sword was originally an ancient divine sword, and the secret art of melting has now been lost. It was an emergency situation, and the last sword practitioner was not allowed to refine the divine sword without a successor, and he had a grudge, so although the cold moon long sword was a divine sword, it was too angry, and as soon as the cold moon came out, he would see the blood light······"