At this time, there was a bright smile on his face, "Well, it's my honor. Why did you come here so early in the morning? Are you looking for my Sixth Senior Sister?"
Murong Xue shook her head, with an indifferent smile on her face, "I came here when I wanted to, do you need any reason?"
"If I have to give one, then of course I miss the handsome guy Luo Yu, so I secretly came to see you!"
When Murong Xue spoke to Luo Yu, she always used such a teasing tone.
I have long been used to the rain.
But at this moment, looking at Murong Xue's smiling face, he felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in his heart.
I always feel that Murong Xue's smile seems to have become paler and weaker.
She no longer has the wanton, unrestrained and unrestrained style she used to be.
Luo Yu's mind suddenly flashed in Yunhuang Palace, Xue Huailu's arrogance and Murong Xue's forbearance.
He frowned and said, "That Xue Huailu said you are her fiancée, is he talking nonsense, or is he persecuting you? Do you need our help?"
Murong Xue was startled.
Then he smiled and said, "What does Xiao Luoyu care about my sister so much? Could it be that she has a crush on her sister?"
Luo Yu opened his mouth in astonishment.
Murong Xue laughed even deeper, "What if Xue Huailu really forces me to marry him? Will Xiao Luoyu elope with her sister?"
"Elope?" Luo Yu looked puzzled, "Why elope? If Xue Huailu really forces you, I'll call Sixth Senior Sister and the others, and just kill this bastard."
Murong Xue stared blankly at the young man in front of her.
A pair of clear and clear eyes are on the delicate and delicate face.
There is no trace of impurity there, only clear, unadulterated concern for friends.
The same is not mixed with a trace of love between men and women.
The light in Murong Xue's eyes dimmed, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
But this wry smile quickly disappeared, and turned into a wanton smile belonging to Miss Murong, "What are you talking about? Xue Huailu, I, Murong Xue, can't handle it by myself? Do you want to trouble your Xiaoyao team? Are you Don't you underestimate me?"
Seeing her usual expression, Luo Yu couldn't help but smile.
He was about to open his mouth to speak, when he saw Murong Xue's figure suddenly flew upside down and landed on the wall again.
Luo Yu: "Hey, are you leaving now?"
Under the morning light, the woman in the fluttering red dress showed a faint smile, "The goal has been achieved, so naturally I have to leave."
"Purpose?" What purpose
Didn't Murong Xue just come over and say a few words to him
"Luoyu." The woman's slightly hoarse voice came from the wall, with indescribably complicated emotions, but she held back, "Luoyu, we... will not see each other again."
My goal has been achieved, naturally I have to leave
for what purpose
I just want to see you again, Lan Luoyu, before heading to hell.
That's all.
When Luo Yu came back to his senses, the fiery red figure standing on the wall had completely disappeared.
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When Muyan came out of the inheritance space, she realized that the atmosphere in Tianlang Palace was a bit dignified.
Seeing her enter the hall, Chu Tianyou immediately stood up, bowed and said, "Miss."
Muyan nodded casually, motioning for him to sit down.
His eyes turned to Luo Yu, who had a gloomy expression, and Zhu Chongliang, Duan Wenbin, and Qu Yuanlei, who had even uglier expressions.
Duan Wenbin and the others have just returned from outside training, and now everyone's cultivation has improved a lot.
The aura on his body is also much stronger than before.