Little Martial Uncle is indeed the cruelest person in the world!
But Muyan was the only one who was tormented by Luo Yunxiao, but instead of being depressed, she became more frustrated and courageous.
The whole body was burning with killing intent.
With a crackling sound, another sword array shattered.
Bitter murderous aura floated in the air.
The seven members of Xiaoyaomen shivered in unison, "I always feel that my junior sister has suddenly become as scary as my junior uncle."
"What stimulated my little junior sister?"
Ling Yusheng hesitated to speak.
He always felt that this matter should have something to do with the new Mr. Mo.
"Tsk tsk, this is the fourth formation disk that my little uncle got damaged."
Looking at the shattered formation disk, Muyan rarely looked at Luo Yunxiao with guilt: "Sorry, little uncle, your formation disk was broken by me again."
She knew how much effort and energy it would take to successfully refine such an array.
Even a master craftsman like Yin Xiu couldn't easily fuse ten sword qis and refine him into a sword array.
Not to mention, what the little martial uncle gave her were arrays with more than forty sword qi.
Luo Yunxiao looked at her quietly, her warm eyes seemed to be carrying the light of stars.
It's just that I haven't waited for him to speak.
A high-pitched voice came out, "Mei Yanyan, you also know that the master has worked so hard to refine the formation disks! You have damaged four formation disks, how can you compensate? I think it's better to promise it with your body." !"
"You follow the master, so that we can get along day and night and love each other. MUA, come quickly, let me give you a kiss!"
A black shadow flew out from Luo Yunxiao's sleeve, and flew straight towards Muyan's chest.
Muyan quickly wanted to back up, but before she could move, she was already grabbed by a slender jade-like hand in the air.
There was a snap.
Chi kiss was thrown on the ground and smashed into a round cake.
It took him a while to raise his head, and said to Luo Yunxiao with aggrieved resentment: "Master, you idiot, if you don't hold back, your beauty will be snatched away by other men. How can you be so right when someone is kind enough to help you?" Hey, hey, he's dead..."
The corners of Luo Yunxiao's and Muyan's mouths twitched, Qiqi ignored this drama-like spiritual pet.
"Next, I'm going to be away for a while."
Muyan wondered, "Where is little uncle going?"
Luo Yunxiao didn't answer, but slowly said: "If there is no accident, I will come back when the major branches officially start teaching in seven days. But if..."
He paused, "But if I don't come back after seven days, you don't have to wait for me, and you don't need to look for me."
Muyan was startled, "What does little uncle mean? Where are you going?"
The other six people from Xiaoyaomen also gathered around, their faces showing confusion and worry.
When I was at Xiaoyaomen, my junior uncle would often disappear for no apparent reason.
They have long been used to it.
But the little master uncle has never made such an explanation.
It was as if, if he left this time, he might never come back again.
"Little uncle, is something wrong? Do you want us to help?"
"Yes, don't wait for you, and don't look for you, what do you mean, little uncle, don't scare us!"
Luo Yunxiao didn't answer, but just threw Yun Ruohan a storage ring, then turned and left.
Chiwen bounced around on the spot, and quickly chased after him, "Master, wait for me!"
Muyan frowned, seeing Luo Yunxiao took out the flying sword and was about to leave, she suddenly stepped forward: "Little uncle, wait a minute!"