The light of the fairy wings is holy and almost as sharp as killing.

Rays of light were annihilated in the storm of flames.

He shuttled through the roaring thunder and wild lightning, and rushed towards the land of Beizhou, which belongs to the Tianlang Domain, at an extremely fast speed.

The prosperous imperial capital city is filled with warriors and talented people.

Chu Yue was wearing fairy wings and looking down from high in the sky.

The land of Beizhou is covered with mysterious and hot magma, the Demonic Flame, everywhere.

These magmas form a red light in the distance.

Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we can still feel the heat.

The demonic flames are not only in Beizhou, but also permeate the entire Tianlang Territory.

Chu Yue was sitting high up, overlooking the mountains and rivers, and could just see the territory of the Heavenly Wolf Domain.

And the red light of magma on the surface of mountains and rivers.

The red light of these magma, like the pen in the hand of a painter, outlines the complete totem.

At first glance, it looks like a wolf.

This wolf was full of wildness, its eyes were blazing, and its body was filled with terrible lava.

The magma that can be seen with the naked eye is only the tip of the glacier.

One can imagine what kind of disaster this land will suffer when all the magma overflows.

Chu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, the Divine Sword of Protecting the Country hung on her back, and her hands under her sleeves slowly clenched into fists.

She is confident enough to be arrogant and arrogant in the vassal kingdoms and the Shenxuan Academy.

But in Shenmai Jiuzhou, it is a completely unfamiliar place.

As a new arrival, and burdened with the honor of her family, she steps cautiously and hides her edge.

Ultimately, it's still too weak.

In the face of absolute strength, nothing matters!

Fairy wings flew by.

Soon, we arrived at Beizhou Mu Mansion.

Chu Yue stopped in front of the mansion and said goodbye to everyone: "Guard Zhong, Young Master Wuxie, green mountains and green waters, see you later."

Ye Wuxie glanced at the mansion behind Chu Yue, which was grand but not as grand as the Wanxiang Realm, and asked casually: "Don't you want to go have a drink?"

"Young Master Wuxie is injured and should not drink alcohol. If you would like to drink tea, I have the finest Qingyue Tea in my house. Please come in." Chu Yue smiled lightly.

Ye Wuxie's face suddenly turned cold.

This woman is very stingy and stingy.

Dig!

Dig into death!

He obviously took two packs of Frost Clear Dew Tea from Emperor Ye Tian, ​​but had to serve him with bad Qingyue Tea.

"I won't drink anymore. I'm not interested."

Ye Wuxie folded his arms around his chest and leaned against the door lintel, feeling a sense of depression all over his body.

Chu Yue frowned, wondering what the second generation ancestor was angry about.

"Then Young Master Wuxie, what are we going to do now...?"

Guard Zhong asked respectfully and cautiously.

Ye Wuxie glanced at him, left from the door, and stopped when he passed by Chu Yue.

He looked at Chu Yue, who was a little shorter than him, and somehow subconsciously wanted to reach out his hand and rub the little girl's head.

Then, he held back and said expressionlessly: "Let's go."

Chu Yue nodded: "Master, walk slowly."

Seeing that Chu Yue really didn't want to save him, Ye Wuxie was sulking for no reason and felt dry in his heart. He sneered coldly, tossed his sleeves, put on the airs of the second generation ancestor, and walked away with fairy wings together with Zhong Weiwei and others.

Chu Yue looked at the man with a lot of emotions blankly, really not understanding what Ye Wuxie was thinking.

A man's heart is like a needle in the sea.

Do not know do not know.

Chu Yue sighed secretly, feeling more and more that her own pillow would be better.

Seeing that the Dragon Slaying Banquet is coming, the pillow will definitely come.

Ye Wuxie took a few more steps outside.

Guard Zhong followed behind and kept muttering.

If you want to leave, why not leave with fairy wings?

A fast batch.

I don't know where the young master's tendons are wrong, and he is pacing in front of Mu's house.

He looks like a pervert, what a pity for that handsome face.

"Hello--"

Chu Yue looked at Ye Wuxie's back and shouted suddenly.

Ye Wuxie stopped immediately, but did not turn around in a hurry, but looked back slowly with an impatient look: "Huh?"

Chu Yue shrugged, feeling helpless about this.

She quickly came to Ye Wuxie, took out her mother's small hand stove, and placed it in Ye Wuxie's arms.

"Sent to you." Chu Yue said.

Ye Wuxie looked down and said expressionlessly: "I won't eat it."

Chu Yue: "???"

eat?

This young master is evil and really has no desire to live in this world.

He actually recognized the hand warmer as food.

How did he get here over the past twenty years?

It was said that Ye Wuxie eventually became a tyrant, but why did she feel that he was clearly a fool?

"It's not food, it's a hand stove, but it's something my mother made to warm my hands every day." Chu Yue explained patiently.

Warm——Hand——

Ye Wuxie lowered his eyes and stared at the hand warmer carefully.

Then I remembered that my hands were always cold.

Warmth flowed through Ye Wuxie's heart, and he took the hand warmer, but turned his head and looked away: "No."

Chu Yue:: "..." Can't this guy be more honest than he is on the outside?

The divine sword protecting the country behind her is already ready to move!

Ye Wuxie looked at the girl's annoyed look and raised her lips in an extremely beautiful arc.

The green sun fell in his eyes, like a faint golden glow.

Less gloomy, like a genial young man,

Ye Wuxie held a hand warmer in her left hand, stretched out her right hand, and gently rubbed the girl's head: "This time, I'm really leaving."

He wore fairy wings and rode the wind away.

Guard Zhong, who was following along, hesitated to speak, always wanting to remind his young master that Miss Ye was a married woman.

But for the safety of his life, Guard Zhong remained silent.

Deep in Mu Mansion.

Mu Qinghuang, old uncle and others heard the sound and came over, excited.

We have prepared fine wine and food to celebrate the glorious arrival of all the young heroes.

Mu Qinghuang crossed the threshold and opened the oil-paper umbrella.

It shielded the returning children from the dazzling sunlight.

"Xiao Chu, the food for today's family banquet was cooked by your master Yun Xiang and your grandfather together. He has become your grandfather's master and taught you good cooking."

Mu Qinghuang smiled and spoke, raising her eyes from the edge of the oil-paper umbrella to look at the sky.

I saw several rays of light rushing into the sky and disappearing over the land of Beizhou.

"Mom, I met a man with cold hands, so I gave him the stove as a gift." Chu Yue said.

"It doesn't matter. Mom will do it for you later."

Mu Qinghuang smiled like a flower and smoothed the slightly messy green hair on Chu Yue's temples.


Chapter completed!