Chapter 482. Goodbye Hong Mingyue

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At the dinner table, the atmosphere was neither cold nor lively. They talked a lot about the current situation in the world. Mu Xiao had been asleep for three years and didn't know much about the outside world. He simply listened while enjoying the food. Zhao Yiling and Tong Jingzhen followed Zhou Xuan and others in the military alliance. Under the influence of their ears and eyes, they also understood many things and were able to talk.

They talked about many things one after another, and Mu Xiao also got a little clearer about the situation in the world. Let’s not talk about it far away, but there has been a lot of movement among the children of the aristocratic families recently, including the spiritual sect, which has also suffered an impact, and the people in the periphery have Had to gather it back.

In addition, Mu Xiao also learned that in the spiritual sect, Hong Mingyue and Chi Yi are the main figures who are like guardians. They have reached the realm of warriors. It is obvious that Ilia and Iris Feier spare no effort to use the divine source. To train them both.

However, the two are extremely famous in Great Britain, one represents killing and the other represents justice. However, it seems that Hong Mingyue has just been promoted, while Chiyi has reached the peak of the initial level of warrior and the third level of domineering body.

Red Wing is a terrifying figure who specializes in killing. She also has the blood gene of Shui Bailan. She is extremely cruel, bloodthirsty and ferocious, and is violent and easy to kill. However, with Illya purifying her soul, her daily emotions are no different from ordinary people, and her temper is also different. Extreme, but if she turns on the killing mode, then she is a cruel blood Shura.

Hong Mingyue has the demeanor of an ancient heroine. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, she has the demeanor and chivalry of a hero. She is approachable and courteous, like a humble gentleman, and has excellent qualities such as fearlessness, bravery, self-confidence, integrity and kindness... She is very popular among spiritual sects, and countless women have a deep crush on her.

But if those women knew that she was a girl, they would be heartbroken.

After the meal, Ilia, Zhao Yiling and Tong Jingzhen got along fairly well and sat together to chat. Alice Feier took Chi Yi to visit Shui Bailan again, trying to test Shui Bailan's situation through the master-servant relationship.

Hong Mingyue and Mu Xiao walked out of the hall side by side and came to the quiet and fragrant balcony outside. In fact, when Hong Mingyue saw Mu Xiao, she had great ups and downs, but after years of training and identity, she quickly controlled her emotions.

There is nothing strange about her on the surface, but she has always been absent-minded. Illya and Irisviel know her identity and origins, and know the relatives she has missed over the years. Therefore, an opportunity was created for her to go to Mu Xiao and ask about Hong Xiaohong's whereabouts.

Hong Mingyue himself hesitated for a long time, worried about hearing the sudden bad news, but then remembered that Ilia often spoke to him, and realized that Mu Xiao, a man, was not the cold-blooded tyrant he imagined.

Otherwise, Miss Illya and Mistress Irisviel would not fall in love with him.

Hong Mingyue and Ilia are not only subordinates, but also very good best friends. From time to time, they talked privately together in the boudoir, and Hong Mingyue also knew some of the inside story. She was a little shocked when she heard it at first, but later, after she got used to seeing the real cruelty and darkness outside, she felt that this was no big deal.

"If sister is really with him, maybe nothing will happen..." Hong Mingyue comforted herself secretly, suppressing her uneasy mood.

When she was about to ask her sister Hong Xiaohong how she was doing, Mu Xiao saw through her thoughts at a glance. There was no euphemism in her words. He said simply and directly: "Hong Xiaohong is not the woman around me. As for whether she is alive or dead now, ,I don't know either."

"What did you say?!" Hong Mingyue's beautiful eyes flashed with fear, and soon her eyes became as cold and sharp as sword light. At the same time, there was an anger that was difficult to suppress, as if Mu Xiao didn't give her an explanation, she would call He drew his sword and pointed it at Mu Xiao.

"I don't like your questioning look." Mu Xiao glanced at Hong Mingyue indifferently, turned around and was about to walk back into the hall.

A warrior like Hong Mingyue was not very popular in Mu Xiao's eyes. Although she had a face as delicate as an angel, Mu Xiao didn't have any big ups and downs in his heart, and he didn't give her the treatment that a beauty deserves. There is a very simple reason, that is she is not Mu Xiao's woman.

Even Nie Qianqian and Guo Xiaojing, let alone Hong Mingyue, were very fond of him, but he was not in a hurry.

Mu Xiao's state of mind was already at a very high level. He thought that the beautiful women he wanted were completely within his reach, and there was no need to deliberately please her.

It's just that Hong Mingyue is not in Mu Xiao's state of mind. She is no more and no less accustomed to being loved and welcomed by others in the spiritual teaching. Moreover, she also knows that her beauty is not inferior to that of Ilia, and she has great confidence in her heart.

But at this moment, Mu Xiao directly ignored her, which immediately hurt the dignity in her heart, severely hit her self-confidence, and was related to the life and death of her sister Hong Xiaohong. Her handsome and white face contained anger, and her emotions suddenly Unable to control it, his jade hands formed sword fingers, condensing into a sharp and exquisite sword light that cut through the night and stabbed Mu Xiao on the shoulder.

She launched the attack just out of anger and regret, but when she tried to retract her sword, it was already too late.

Mu Xiao has the power of a half-step king, and his soul has surpassed that of a king. He vaguely stands as the first person at the pinnacle of humankind on earth, like a superior god. How could he allow a little girl to provoke him? Divine power.

A terrifying force of battle surged back endlessly. Hong Mingyue seemed to be facing the power of God in an instant. The light of the sword he thrust out instantly collapsed. His mind was lost, and the cruel and dark fear was swallowed up like an evil ghost.

Her face became as pale as paper, her red lips were bloodless, her eyes were wide open and filled with a kind of fear. The cold death permeated her whole body, straight into her soul. Her slender and strong body was trembling and shaky, as if it was about to collapse. Like being thrown into the abyss.

Mu Xiao had a terrifying fighting power that directly suppressed Hong Xiaohong, crushing his will to pieces.

"Xiao, forgive her. She just misses her sister, which is understandable." Ilia's soft voice came over. It was obvious that she had noticed the situation on Mu Xiao's side and wanted to intercede for Hong Mingyue.

"You failed to discipline your subordinates, and I will settle the score with you later." Mu Xiao pretended to snort, but the pressure was withdrawn like a tide. Suddenly, Hong Mingyue seemed to be fished out of the sea, her whole body was covered in cold sweat, and she was so weak that she knelt down. on the ground.

"Bad guy." Ilia said shyly.

Mu Xiao didn't even look at Hong Mingyue, and was about to enter the hall, but his trousers were pulled by a soft white catkin. He lowered his head and looked at the desolate and tearful woman at his feet. Her eyes were blurred with tears, containing humility. begging.

"Hong Xiaohong is indeed not by my side..." Mu Xiao said indifferently. Seeing her lost look, he let go of his hand and added a little more, "But I met her once some time ago, and she established a new The human force is called the Red Fox.”

After saying that, Mu Xiao ignored her hopeful eyes and walked into the hall. Only a soft and sincere voice of thanks could be heard faintly.

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Mu Xiao returned to the seats where Ilia, Zhao Yiling, and Tong Jingzhen were sitting, but Zhao Yiling and Tong Jingzhen seemed to have some strange expressions, and soon Ilia said that they would sleep together tonight. With this sentence, Mu Xiao immediately understood what Ilia meant. She wanted to create opportunities for her mother.

Looking at her slightly ashamed red cheeks and watery eyes, Mu Xiao bent down and hugged her slender body, kissed her cherry mouth, and deeply touched her, making her breathless, panting and shy.

Zhao Yiling and Tong Jingzhen watched with enthusiasm and heartbeats, having a premonition that Mu Xiao would be dishonest later. Sure enough, Mu Xiao soon turned around again, hugged them on both sides, and kissed them until they were as soft as numbness. Her pretty face and cheeks were rosy, and she drove Mu Xiao away shyly.

In fact, there is also a great benefit to Alice Feier and Mu Xiao's love together, that is, they can become one and the same.

The blood source in her body can speed up recovery, and at the same time, it can optimize the blood source and soul source, deepen the evolutionary realm and potential. Mu Xiao can also use her spiritual power to continue to heal the loss of blood and soul, and restore peak combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

When Mu Xiao saw Alice Feier, she was standing alone in the corridor shyly. Her plump and tall jade body had extremely sexy and exaggerated mature curves. Her round and plump buttocks were stretched out under her skirt. A graceful round string, majestic breasts towering proudly, plump and huge, with amazing outlines, looking for the book www.zhaｏshuyuan.com The shape is plump and soft.

At this time, her beautiful eyes were like a pool of spring water, and she looked over, revealing endless charm, and the delicate and shy flowers rose up on her creamy white jade cheeks, with a seductive charm. She seemed to know Ilia's behavior twilightly, and was deliberately waiting for Mu Xiao to come over.

Mu Xiao's eyes gradually became hot. There was such a soft, mature and beautiful lady standing at night, her eyes entwined with ambiguous love. Unless he was a eunuch, no man could resist such a mature beauty.

At this moment, Irisviel's skin glowed with a blush of spring. She was hugged by Mu Xiao's vigorous body. Her plump and soft jade body seemed to have lost all its strength all of a sudden. Her plump and soft breasts were tightly compressing him. on the chest. Then, her red and warm red lips were kissed by Mu Xiao, and his big hands roamed over her plump and mature jade body. Even if the clothes were isolated, you could feel how beautiful her smooth and tender jade skin was* Excellent feel.

"Xiao...Xiao, don't...don't come here..."

In the corridor, Irisviel was so embarrassed and unable to struggle that she was pressed against the wall by Mu Xiao. Mu Xiao lifted up her long skirt, and her plump and plump buttocks were slightly raised, revealing a round of white skin. The full moon of Jade is coming.

On such an occasion, her eyes were tightly closed in shame, and the strange pleasure stimulated her soul. Her snowy neck was raised, her breath was hissing, her skin was crimson and hot, her clothes were disheveled, and her body was covered with faint snow light, she was standing on the wooden floor. As Xiao Da's hands kept kneading and caressing, a soul-stirring cry came out of his lips. Suddenly he felt that the muddy jade ground was being hit hard, as if it was about to burst. He couldn't help but raise his head high and let out a long moan involuntarily. Like singing and crying...

At this moment, in the noble and peaceful corridor, a snow-white and plump ocean horse was galloped by a knight, echoing with its delicate and rough breathing.