1140 Di Ming Jue, We Break Up (1)
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Looking at Luo Yunxiao's cold, thin and deep eyes, Mu Yan shuddered, and hurriedly lowered her head like a quail, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!"
Luo Yunxiao glanced at her, and suddenly turned his hand and spread it out in front of her.
In the palm of his hand, there is a jade slip.
Mu Yan was stunned.
But I heard Luo Yunxiao say: "The swordsmanship I originally gave you was relatively gentle and smooth, suitable for water spirit power, but now you have more fire spirit roots on your body, and you need a sharper swordsmanship."
Muyan was overjoyed when she heard the words, and hurriedly took over the jade slip.
Divine Consciousness sank into it, and sure enough, there were several sets of swordsmanship related to the fire attribute, and even the cultivation of the mind.
She is worrying about how to cultivate the fire spirit root?
Unexpectedly, the little uncle would doze off so well and give her a pillow.
"Thank you little uncle!" Mu Yan said with a smile, "The disciple will definitely cultivate well, and will not embarrass you, the number one swordsman in the world."
Luo Yunxiao glanced at her sideways, "Isn't it big enough for you to embarrass me?"
Mu Yan remembered the rumor that Young Master Yun Xiao had broken sleeves.
Suddenly a little guilty.
"Cough, otherwise... Little Shishu, you will find a little girl now and take it out to make a bright appearance outside, so that the rumors won't be self-defeating?"
As soon as Mu Yan finished speaking, she saw Luo Yunxiao staring straight at her.
She stared at her with a chill down her spine, "What, little uncle, I'll go back first if I have nothing to do."
After she finished speaking, she smeared oil on the soles of her feet and was about to slip away.
Just as he took two steps, he heard the man's low, magnetic voice.
"Muyan."
Mu Yan turned around.
I saw that under the setting sun, the young man's expression was shrouded in the afterglow, and he couldn't see it clearly, only the clear and pleasant voice came.
"But what's the trouble?"
Mu Yan was startled and shook her head subconsciously.
Luo Yunxiao seemed to sigh softly, "Then don't show that expression."
"If something happens..."
His voice slowly dissipated, and in the end he said nothing, turned and disappeared instantly.
Muyan looked at the back of his leaving, and couldn't help but smile, "Little Martial Uncle is actually a good man with a cold face and a warm heart!"
In fact, everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect, whether it is uncle, senior brother, senior sister, or junior uncle.
They are all relatives she reacquainted in this lonely cultivation continent.
Each of them is being nice to her in their own way.
It's great to be able to enter the Happy Gate.
"Bah!" Qi Huang's exasperated voice came from his ear, "Jun Muyan, why are you so stupid, that little white face coaxed you a few words sweetly, and even your soul was taken away by him. You have no shame! "
Mu Yan rolled her eyes, jumped on the flying boat and flew to the Yaoguang Branch, while sneering: "You can give me a sweet word from my uncle."
With the temperament of the little uncle, he can still speak sweet words?
Thank goodness he didn't come to torture them to death by the storm.
Qi Huang was at a loss for words, but he was still stubborn, "Anyway, that little white face is not a good thing."
Mu Yan wondered: "I'm really curious, the little uncle has nothing to do with you. How did he offend you? Make you hate him so much?"
It's not accurate to say I hate it.
To be more precise, Qi Huang especially likes to target the little uncle.
It's like a needle-point to Maimang, a natural enemy.
In the space, Qi Huang frowned, and his face also showed a confused look, "In short, when I saw him, I felt special... special... very annoying! Especially his face..."
I really want to pounce on it and tear it apart.
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