The others from Xiaoyao Sect also stared at Luo Yunxiao with their eyes shining brightly, hiding infinite affection and expectation.

Luo Yunxiao felt his dead heart beating heavily.

Burning and tearing pain came from deep in the soul.

But the dark eyes [Zhoujiu Novel     www.99xsw.info] emit a light warm luster.

Then he heard his slightly mute voice: "Okay, I get it."

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Above the sky, the breeze is gentle and the sun is warm.

The Divine Flying Boat slowly moved towards the extreme imperial court at a steady speed.

Mu Yan stood at the bow of the boat, facing the wind, without opening the protective cover, allowing the warm wind to blew his clothes and long hair.

The sound of wheels rolling behind me came.

Mu Yan turned his head and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Third Wake Up?"

Yu Zhengqing pushed Chu Moli out on the wheelchair. When he reached a certain position, Chu Moli raised his hand and signaled.

The person behind him retreated silently.

Mu Yan looked at this scene and sighed: "Yu Zhengqing has now become your loyal servant of the third senior brother?"

Chu Moli took out the easel, spread the paper on it, and took out the brush.

While preparing slowly, he said lightly: "Everyone can get what you need."

As for what each person needs, Chu Moli didn't say.

Mu Yan didn't want to ask.

She didn't know what she was thinking, frowned slightly, looking into the distance.

Chu Moli's voice suddenly came from his ears: "Is the little junior sister worried about the little junior sister or the fourth junior sister?"

Mu Yan brushed his long hair and said slowly: "Senior Brother Third, where did Master Jingyuan come from?"

In fact, if they want to know this question, it is easy to find out.

After all, with the strength of Master Jingyuan, it is impossible to be unknown.

As long as you inquire among the demons, how could no one know?

The people in Xiaoyao Sect probably thought of this, but no one asked.

Including Leng Yumo, who cares most about Jingyuan's life and death.

Chu Moli curled his lips and said, "Why should I ask the youngest sister knowingly?"

Yes, why ask clearly?

How many monks can there be such a powerful one in the world?

At the Tianmei Banquet, the time when Jingyuan's face changed drastically was completely consistent with the time when Uncle Xiaozhao attacked Dafeng Temple.

What else is unclear about the facts?

Master Jingyuan comes from Dafeng Temple!

Now he is afraid he has an irreconcilable hatred with his uncle.

Mu Yan sighed softly: "Sister Fourth insisted on going out by himself this time, I'm a little worried."

Chu Moli said in a gentle voice: "You can rest assured that this is true. Whether Master Jingyuan or Master Uncle, it is impossible for him to hurt Junior Sister Four. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Chu Moli smiled and said, "It's nothing. If something really happens, we'll just rush over immediately."

After hearing Chu Moli's words, Mu Yan's heart was a little calmer.

Now Chu Moli is getting stronger and stronger, and using spells to teleport for short distances is already easy.

Before leaving, they put a tracking spell on Leng Yumo, and once there was a situation, they could quickly rush over.

While speaking, Chu Moli's pen had already drawn a large piece of it on the paper.

Mu Yan looked at him, and suddenly felt his scalp numb and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Her third senior brother is really as perverted as ever.

At this moment, she heard Chu Moli, who should have been focusing on painting, ask again: "The words you said to him before leaving, seemed to have something in his words. Do you know anything that we don't know?"
Chapter completed!