When Xia Qingxue saw this scene, she couldn't bear it and said, "Mu Yu, uncle doesn't have the Fresh Cold Dew Pill yet."
Yan Lingfei suddenly felt happy. Xia Qingxue helped her, so that she didn't have to be shameless and ask for it.
"Oh." Mu Yu just replied lightly: "How advanced is Yan Fairy's cultivation? How can this Ten Fragrance Sutra Powder be able to defeat her? Why is there a need for Fresh Cold Dew Pill?"
"What's more, Fairy Yan already thinks that I am a spy of a cult. Can Fairy Yan eat the elixir of a cult spy? It would be bad if it hurts Fairy Yan's immortal body."
Mu Yu considers himself a kind person, but not a pedantic person.
This woman had previously believed that she was a spy for a cult and wanted to kill him to silence him. He did not want to repay evil with kindness and become a bad person.
Repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred is his character.
Hearing this, Yan Lingfei's face stiffened instantly, his eyes were as cold as frost, and he secretly said in his heart: "You little thief, don't you just want me to apologize to you? I'm still very sincere and I don't believe that I can't defeat you. When the time comes, you You still have to hand over the elixir obediently."
Half a moment later.
Yan Lingfei gritted her teeth and lips and decided to put down her condescending fairy attitude.
She signaled with her eyes, forcing all the disciples to stay ten feet away from her.
Then he forced a smile on his face, walked up to Mu Yu, his face flushed, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Mu... Young Master, I was wrong before, and I hope you can forgive me."
After saying that, he lowered his head with a red face.
"Huh? Fairy Yan, what are you talking about? Why can't I hear anything." Mu Yu said calmly.
"Mu Yu, don't go too far!" Yan Lingfei's face turned cold again, and after saying that, she immediately regretted it.
She had already lowered her attitude so much. If she fell out with Mu Yu now, she would probably lose all her efforts and lose face.
With this thought in her mind, Fairy Yan once again put on a smile on her face and said in an amplified voice: "Young Master Mu, what happened before is all my fault. I also hope that Young Master Mu will be generous and don't behave like a little girl. "
Mu Yu shook his head secretly. It was obviously an apology, but why did it feel so fake? There was no trace of sincerity.
"Okay, okay, you can go back." Mu Yu waved his hand, preparing to send him away.
"What about the elixir?" Fairy Yan said patiently and gently again.
"Oh, are you talking about Fresh Cold Dew Pill?" Mu Yu asked.
"Yes." Fairy Yan nodded sheepishly, her eyes full of expectation.
"No more." Mu Yu said lightly, "I thought Fairy Yan didn't need it, so I missed one. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
After saying that, Mu Yu still had a hint of blame in his eyes.
"Mu Yu, you don't have any elixirs, yet you let me please you like this! I'm going to kill you!"
Yan Lingfei's eyes were filled with murderous intent. If she hadn't lost all her cultivation, she would definitely have shaken up the area for dozens of miles at this moment.
She was so angry now that she couldn't even remember that she had lowered her profile to please Mu Yu, but Mu Yu didn't let her do it.
"I was just testing you. I didn't expect you to be so insincere." Mu Yu's face turned cold instantly.
"What?"
Hearing this, Yan Lingfei's anger that was about to burst out suddenly subsided, and he almost suffered internal injuries. He looked pleasant again, like a little kitten, and said flatteringly: "How can I be willing to kill you? I was just joking with you just now. "
"What a coincidence?" Mu Yu smiled lightly and said, "I was just joking with you. In fact, the elixir is really gone."