boom!
Leng Yumo couldn't hold on anymore, her knees gave way and she fell to the ground.
Luo Yu even more tightly tugged on Muyan's skirt, almost crying out loud.
God, what did they just say
They actually said that the little uncle is not a good thing
It's over, it's over, it's over! Now they are really dead!
Woooooo, is there any regret medicine in the world, they want to take it!
I really want to eat!
However, there was one person here who was more nervous than the six of them combined.
Muyan only felt that her back was about to be soaked in cold sweat.
Especially, when Luo Yunxiao finished saying this, she turned her gaze to her, and then slowly walked towards her step by step.
Muyan really wished she could run away immediately.
"I'm not a good thing?"
The seven people present shook their heads in unison, shaking their heads desperately.
Luo Yunxiao's mouth curled into a gentle smile, "I like men?"
Seeing his smile, the seven members of Xiaoyaomen really almost cried.
Ling Yusheng was bold, and tremblingly said, "Little...Little Martial Uncle, you, don't blame Little Martial Sister, she, she said that, just...just to help me..."
Luo Yunxiao chuckled lightly: "Jun Muyan, tell me now? Do I like men or women?"
Muyan burst into tears in her heart.
If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have escaped from Di Ming Jue's side and come back!
Even if being imprisoned by Di Ming Jue for ten days and half a month, it's still better than being inhumanely captured by my junior uncle now!
…
The night was as cool as water, and the silver moon hung high in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the Shaklight Branch, which had been renewed during the day, was given a different color.
However, the seven members of Xiaoyaomen didn't even have the slightest desire to appreciate it.
Because at this moment, they are all in dire straits.
Even Chu Moli, who was not good at acting, was not spared.
On the huge square, seven sword formations appeared at some point.
In each sword formation, there is a person from Xiaoyaomen who has experienced the torture of "thousands of cuts".
And in the center of the seven sword formations, a peerless young man in a half-clothed coat sat leisurely.
In his hand is a jug of sake, a jade cup, and a piano on the table.
Occasionally, the slender, white fingers with well-proportioned bones gently pluck the strings, making indescribable sounds.
Chi kiss was flying around, looking at the miserable appearance of the seven people, she was very excited.
"Hahaha, I told you that you are finished."
"It makes you so bold that you dare to say behind the master's back that he is not a good thing."
"You dare to spread the news that the master likes men. Really, I don't even know about this secret, so why did you spread it!"
Only when he jumped to the front of Muyan's sword formation, Chi kiss showed a distressed expression and screamed.
"Oh, my beauty is so pitiful. I really want to rush in and give you a loving kiss."
Muyan in the sword formation trembled, almost hurt by the sword energy.
And her state at this time is really miserable to the extreme.
In addition to the fact that it is not a good thing to make up the little martial uncle, even the news that "the little martial uncle likes men" was spread by Muyan.
Moreover, Muyan's swordsmanship has already improved by leaps and bounds after being taught by her junior uncle some time ago.
Ordinary sword arrays couldn't bother her at all.
As a result, other people's sword formations are nothing more than a dozen or twenty sword qi.
She is almost the sum of the sword qi that the other six people from Xiaoyaomen have to face.
Rao Muyan has been studying hard during this period of time, and at this time she is also tortured so much that she wants to die.