Muyan moved a few steps closer to the direction of the pool of water.
I was thinking about why the brothers stood motionless in a row in the meeting hall, and why they asked me to enter this courtyard.
Suddenly, an alarm bell rang in my heart.
Immediately afterwards, a splash of water was heard.
A slender figure jumped out of the water like a frightened bird.
Muyan only felt that a few drops of water had splashed on her face, her eyes were blurred and the water vapor filled the air.
The next moment, a cold killing intent wrapped around her neck.
A man's elegant and magnetic voice like pearls and jade came from his ear, "Who let you in?"
Muyan's movements are also extremely fast, almost at the moment when the sword tip hits her own throat.
The Qijue Sword instantly changed from a multicolored glow to a crystal clear long sword, pointing at the man's chest.
Muyan said coldly: "Who are you? Why did you appear in my Xiaoyaomen?"
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"Little Martial Uncle, Little Martial Uncle, show mercy!!" Outside the courtyard gate, several people stumbled in.
"Little sister, don't be unreasonable, this is our little uncle!"
"Little Martial Uncle, this is our little Martial Sister Jun Muyan, please don't kill him!" Leng Yumo gasped for breath and shouted in a high-pitched voice.
I saw that each of them was sweating profusely, panting, and their spiritual energy was almost exhausted.
Obviously, it took a lot of effort to break free from the restriction that made them stand in a row.
It's a pity that when several people came in, none of them attracted the attention of the two people facing each other.
"Little Martial Uncle?" Muyan was startled, then slowly saw the man in front of her, and suddenly gasped in shock.
I saw the young man on the opposite side, with a wet suit tightly attached to his body, outlining the man's perfect and vigorous lines.
Crystal drops of water slipped drop by drop from the man's wet hair.
Sliding over his high nose bridge, thin lips, along the sexy Adam's apple, sliding into the wet clothes and the undulating chest.
Everyone present swallowed their saliva.
Even though he knew that the person in front of him was an awe-inspiring, devil-like little uncle.
But the peerless face of the little master, and the picture of a beautiful boy in the water, is too intriguing.
If the ones in the painting were not Gui Yizong's rough guys, but their little masters coming out of the bath...
Leng Yumo wiped the blood from her nose.
Ling Yusheng's face was flushed, and he covered his face with an embroidered handkerchief.
The other senior brothers all turned their faces away, looking at the sky and the earth, but they didn't dare to look at the handsome man opposite.
Only Muyan, after seeing the face of the man in front of her clearly, blinked, and then blinked again.
The mouth didn't go through the brain, and blurted out: "Ah, it's you, the beautiful man who was forced to marry!!"
Luo Yu swallowed her saliva, "Six...Sister Six, have you seen Junior Uncle?"
Muyan withdrew the Qijue Sword in her hand, took a step back, coughed lightly, and saluted the handsome bathing man on the opposite side, "Jun Muyan has seen my little uncle."
On the opposite side, the beautiful man out of the bath, oh, no, it's Luo Yunxiao, with a calm expression on his face, he withdrew his long sword.
"Are you the newly recruited disciple of Senior Brother?"
Muyan nodded, and couldn't help but sneak another glance at Luo Yunxiao.
There is no way, everyone has the love of beauty.
What's more, this little master's uncle is a bit too pretty and delicious.
Well, it would be great if it could be included in a painting, it must be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!
Just as she was thinking about it, Muyan suddenly heard the man on the opposite side slowly say in a pleasant and magnetic voice: "You really like peeping as always!"
Hearing this, Muyan's complexion turned dark all of a sudden.