Facing Luo Yunxiao's cool and deep eyes, Muyan shuddered, and quickly bowed her head in a quail shape, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!"
Luo Yunxiao glanced at her, and suddenly spread her hands out in front of her eyes.
In the palm of his hand, there is a jade slip.
Muyan was stunned.
But I heard Luo Yunxiao say: "The swordsmanship I gave you was relatively soft and smooth, suitable for water spiritual power, but now you have more fire roots on your body, and you need more fierce swordsmanship."
Muyan was overjoyed when she heard the words, and quickly took the jade slip over.
Shen Shen sank into it and took a look, and sure enough, there were several sets of sword skills related to the fire attribute, and there were even training methods.
She was worrying, how to cultivate the fire spirit root
Unexpectedly, the little uncle would give her a pillow when he dozed off so understandingly.
"Thank you, little uncle!" Muyan said with a smile, "I will definitely practice hard, and I won't embarrass you, the number one swordsman in the world."
Luo Yunxiao glanced at her sideways, "Isn't it enough that you've embarrassed me?"
Muyan thought of the rumor that Mr. Yun Xiao is a broken sleeve that is widely spread on the Internet.
Suddenly feel a little guilty.
"Cough, otherwise... little uncle, you should find a little teacher's wife right now, and take her out to make a public appearance, so that the rumors will be self-defeating?"
As soon as Muyan finished speaking, she saw Luo Yunxiao staring at her.
She stared at her with chills down her spine, "Well, little uncle, I'll go back first if I have nothing to do."
After speaking, she was about to slip away with oil on her feet.
Just after taking two steps, I heard the man's deep and magnetic voice.
"Muyan."
Muyan turns her head back.
Under the setting sun, the young man's expression was shrouded in the afterglow, and he couldn't see clearly, only the clear and pleasant voice came.
"But what's the trouble?"
Muyan was startled, then subconsciously shook her head.
Luo Yunxiao seemed to sigh softly, "Then don't show that expression."
"If anything..."
His voice slowly dissipated, and in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and disappeared in an instant.
Muyan watched his leaving back, couldn't help but smile, "Little Martial Uncle is actually a good person with a cold face and a warm heart!"
In fact, everyone in Xiaoyaomen, no matter if they are uncles, brothers, sisters, and brothers, or junior uncles.
They are all the relatives she re-acquainted in this lonely comprehension continent.
Each of them is treating her well in their own way.
It's great to be able to enter Xiaoyaomen.
"Bah!" Qi Huang's exasperated voice came from next to his ear, "Jun Muyan, why are you so stupid, that little white face coaxed you with sweet words, and even your soul was taken away by him. Shame on you! "
Muyan rolled her eyes, jumped on the flying boat and flew to the Yaoguang branch, and said with a sneer: "You gave me a sweet word that my little uncle said."
With the temperament of the little uncle, can he still speak sweet words
Thank goodness he didn't come and torture them to death in a storm.
Qihuang was at a loss for words immediately, but his mouth was still stubborn, "Anyway, that little boy is not a good thing."
Muyan was puzzled and said: "I'm really curious, little uncle and you have nothing to do, how did he offend you? Make you hate him so much?"
It's not accurate to say I hate it.
To be more precise, Qihuang especially likes to target the junior uncle.
It's like a needle point against a wheat awn, a natural enemy.
In the space, Qi Huang frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face, "In short, when I saw him, I felt very... very... very annoying! Especially his face..."
I really can't wait to pounce on it and tear it apart.