When Mu Yan faced Luo Yunxiao's cold and deep eyes, he shivered and quickly lowered his head to make a quail shape, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!"

Luo Yunxiao glanced at her and suddenly rolled her hands in front of her.

In the palm of his hand, there was a jade slip.

Mu Yan was stunned.

But Luo Yunxiao said, "The sword technique I originally gave you was relatively gentle and smooth, suitable for water spiritual power, but now you have more fire spirit roots on you, so you need more sharp sword technique."

Mu Yan was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly took the jade slip.

When the spiritual consciousness sinks into it, it turns out that it contains several sets of sword techniques related to fire attributes, and even practices of mind.

She was worried, how should she practice the fire spirit root?

Unexpectedly, the uncle of the junior teacher was so sleepy and gave her a pillow.

"Thank you, uncle!" Mu Yan said with a smile, "You will definitely practice hard and will not embarrass you, the number one swordsman in the world."

Luo Yunxiao glanced at her sideways, "Isn't the shame you gave me big enough?"

Mu Yan remembered the rumors that Mr. Yun Xiao was rumored on the Internet now.

Suddenly I felt guilty and short of breath.

"Well, otherwise... uncle, you should go find a little teacher's wife now and take it out to show off outside. Wouldn't the rumors be broken?"

As soon as Mu Yan finished speaking, Luo Yunxiao stared at her.

She stared at her and felt a chill on her back, "Well, uncle, I'll go back first if I'm fine."

After saying that, she was about to slip away with oil on the soles of her feet.

Just as I took two steps, I heard the man's low magnetic voice.

"Mu Yan."

Mu Yan turned around.

I saw that under the setting sun, the youth's expression was shrouded in the afterglow, and it was not clear and beautiful, but only a beautiful voice came.

"But what's the dilemma?"

Mu Yan was stunned and shook his 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, turning around and disappearing instantly.

Mu Yan looked at his departure back and couldn't help but smile, "My uncle is actually a good person with a cold face!"

In fact, everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect, whether it is the master uncle, senior brother, junior brother, or junior uncle.

They are all relatives she re-recognized in this lonely cultivation continent.

Each of them is treating her well in their own way.

It's great to be able to enter Xiaoyao Gate.

"Bah!" Qi Huang's angry voice came from his ears, "Jun Muyan, why are you so stupid? The little white-faced sweet words coax you, and even your soul was hooked away by him. Are you shameless!"

Mu Yan rolled his eyes, jumped onto the flying boat and flew to the Yaoguang Branch, and sneered: "You should give me a sweet word from the uncle of the junior."

Just like the younger uncle, he can still speak sweet words?

Thank God if he doesn't come and torture them to death.

Qihuang was speechless, but he was still stubborn, "Anyway, that little white face is not a good thing."

Mu Yan asked in confusion: "I'm really curious. Uncle Junior has nothing to do with you. How did he offend you? Is it so unto that you hate him?"

It's not accurate to say it's annoying.

To be more precise, Qihuang especially likes to target uncles.

It's like a needle-to-headed, a natural mortal enemy.

In the space, Qihuang frowned, and a confused expression appeared on his face, "Anyway, I felt very... very annoying when I saw him! Especially his face..."

I really want to pounce on it and tear it apart.
Chapter completed!