"That's right, um... In fact, this kind of thing is common in big families, so it's a good story." Although it was hard to accept, Mu Cheng still comforted himself as if he was a brother of his own family.
It's just that when the word "beautiful talk" is mentioned, there is a little urge to vomit. It is said that thousands of years ago, this kind of thing was indeed regarded as a good talk, but that was thousands of years ago, and people nowadays don't have that kind of elegance.
"What the fuck, the key is that Han Yan is not interested in him, you don't know what his new nickname is, Mu Teari, who specializes in tearing up ladies' clothes, do you think he can be interested in men? " Wu Qiyun asked.
Mu Cheng suddenly felt that even if Mu Hanyan's bad habits were unseemly and corrupt, they were much better than Longyang's, at least the taste was normal.
"Are you worried that the overlord Yan Yuchu is going to bow hard?" After a few rounds of thinking, Mu Cheng finally knew what Wu Qiyun was worried about, and felt a chill in his heart again.
While talking, the two had already rushed to Mu Hanyan's door.
Wu Qiyun raised his foot and was about to kick the door, but was stopped by Mu Cheng: "Wait, don't be so impulsive, ask first."
The more he got in touch with Mu Hanyan, the more Mu Cheng felt his mystery and unpredictability, and he became more and more convinced of him. He always felt that even if Yan Yuchu had some nasty thoughts, it might not be able to harm Mu Hanyan, so he was better than Wu Qiyun. Much calmer.
As Mu Cheng spoke, he knocked on the door, but there was no response after several knocks. At this moment, Mu Cheng became a little anxious, and stretched out his hand to push open the door. It was just an ordinary inn, and there were no institutional restrictions. Of course Can't stop a swordsman like him.
As soon as the door opened, the two saw Mu Hanyan, who was neatly dressed and practicing cross-legged, and breathed a long sigh of relief at the same time.
"So I was practicing, but I was terrified." Wu Qiyun patted his chest and said.
"Things are not quite right." Mu Cheng was not as relaxed as he was, frowning and saying.
Following his gaze, Wu Qiyun's heart rose again.
When he saw that Mu Hanyan was fine just now, he was so relieved that he didn't take a closer look. Only then did he realize that Mu Hanyan's eyes were closed tightly, but his expression was unusually dignified. There were bloodstains from being bitten by the teeth, obviously the situation was quite dangerous.
"Brother Hanyan must have reached a critical moment in his cultivation, please don't disturb him." Mu Cheng hurriedly and carefully closed the door.
"It's a good thing he didn't disturb him just now, otherwise he would be in big trouble." Wu Qiyun said in fear until Mu Cheng closed the door.
Judging from Mu Hanyan's situation, he is likely to be on the verge of promotion, and if he is a little careless, he will go crazy.
If this kind of consequences really happened, let alone Mu Cheng would fight him desperately, he would not forgive himself.
"Qi Yun, I'll give you a suggestion. This time, when you go back to Wu's house, hurry up and find someone to marry." Mu Cheng glanced at Wu Qiyun and said earnestly.
"Why?" Wu Qiyun didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, and asked suspiciously.
"I'm afraid that your blood is too strong, and the evil fire is on your head, thinking about messy things all day long and thinking about something wrong." Mu Cheng said jokingly. It seems that he has finally stepped out of Miss Zhao Si's shadow, and regained some of the escape that young people should have.
"Well, what you said makes sense. Do you have any suitable sisters in the Mu family? Help me be a matchmaker." Wu Qiyun was not angry either, and said with a smile on his face.