Luo Yunxiao: "Speak!"
"Oh, oh, I... I know I was wrong." Muyan replied cautiously, "Young Master...won't you be angry?"
Luo Yunxiao tightly clenched and loosened her hands hidden in her sleeves.
After repeating back and forth several times, he suppressed the anger and fear surging in his heart.
Only then did the trembling of the body, and the heart that had been carefully hidden all this time, not be revealed completely.
"Young Master Yun Xiao."
An ethereal and pleasant voice interrupted the depressing atmosphere of this devil.
Luo Lan raised her head halfway, her eyes were as clear as water, and she looked at Luo Yunxiao as if reflecting a little bit of starlight: "Do you still remember me? You saved my life in the ancient ruins in the West Land. Without your help, I might not have returned to Mu Le Pavilion."
The insertion of this voice forced Luo Yunxiao to restrain his emotions.
Muyan Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, and in his heart gave a big thumbs up to the saintess of Mu Le Pavilion who saved her from the fire.
Just now, the young master's expression was too scary.
She felt that the next moment, a terrifying punishment would spit out from those thin lips, causing her to peel off even if she was not dead.
Luo Yunxiao suppressed the dryness and depression in his heart, and when he looked at Luo Lan, he had already returned to his usual calm and breezy.
"It's just a little effort."
"It's a piece of cake for you, but for me, it's a kindness that will be remembered for a lifetime."
Luo Lan bit her lower lip, and her eyes fell on the dead stone in his hand: "Young Master Yunxiao, I don't know why you need the holy stone. If this holy stone is mine, I will not hesitate to accept it if you want it." Offer it with both hands. However, the holy stone belongs to Mu Le Pavilion, and it is very important to our Mu Le Pavilion. I am sorry, but I have to ask you to return the holy stone of our family."
Luo Yunxiao was startled, and looked down at the dead stone in her hand.
He only pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand and handed it back to Luo Lan.
"Master, don't, I managed to steal this..."
The yelling of Kiss came to an abrupt end under Luo Yunxiao's cold gaze.
It shrank its neck and didn't dare to yell anymore, but murmured a few words unwillingly.
Luo Lan looked down.
Under the sunlight, a hand as long and slender as jade with well-proportioned bony joints held a reddish-brown ghoul and brought it to her.
Luo Lan's heart was pounding, her face was full of red, and she couldn't muster up the courage to reach out for it for a long time.
"Mr. Yunxiao, if you really want this holy stone, there's nothing you can do about it."
Yayun's smiling voice suddenly interjected, "The holy stone is precious to us in Mu Le Pavilion. Even the elders and I are not qualified to touch it at will. But the saint is different. On weekdays, the holy stone is always made of She kept it."
"If there is anyone in this world who can touch and use the holy stone at will, except for the saint, then only the husband of the saint."
Yayun raised his head and looked at Luo Yunxiao's unparalleled handsome face. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
He couldn't help but said loudly: "I don't know if Mr. Yun Xiao intends to join me in Mu Le Pavilion and become the husband of the saint!"
Luo Lan blushed, and quickly screamed: "Yayun, don't talk nonsense!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Muyan's mouth grew wide, and she couldn't close it for a long time.
Just now, he was so frightened by the anger of the little martial uncle that he lost his mind, so that his spiritual sense went out of order.
Only now did I realize that the saintess of Mu Le Pavilion likes the little uncle.
After Leng Yumo and the others were stunned for a moment, they suddenly jumped up from the ground.
"Join Mu Le Pavilion?! Are you kidding me?! Why should our little uncle marry you Mu Le Pavilion?!"