The other people in Xiaoyaomen also stared at Luo Yunxiao closely, their eyes were shining brightly, hiding infinite affection and expectation.
Luo Yunxiao felt her dead heart beating heavily.
There was a burning and tearing pain in the depths of the soul.
But there was a faint warm luster in the dark eyes.
Then he heard his slightly hoarse voice: "Okay, I see."
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Above the sky, there is a breeze and the sun is warm.
At a steady speed, the Shenxing flying boat slowly moved towards the direction of the Emperor's Court of the Extreme Region.
Muyan stood at the bow of the boat, facing the wind, did not open the protective cover, and let the warm wind blow her clothes and long hair rustling.
There was the sound of wheels rolling behind him.
Muyan turned her head and said with a smile: "Third senior brother is awake?"
Yu Zhengqing pushed Chu Moli out in the wheelchair, and when he reached a certain position, Chu Moli raised his hand as a signal.
The people behind them retreated silently.
Muyan looked at this scene and sighed: "Yu Zhengqing has now completely become your loyal servant, Third Senior Brother?"
Chu Moli took out the easel, spread the drawing paper on it, and took out the brush.
While preparing slowly, he said lightly: "Everyone takes what they need."
As for what they need, Chu Moli didn't say anything.
Muyan didn't want to ask further.
She didn't know what she was thinking, frowning slightly, looking into the distance.
Chu Moli's voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Is the little junior sister worried about the junior senior uncle, or the fourth junior sister?"
Muyan brushed her long hair, and then slowly said: "Third Senior Brother, where does Master Jing Yuan come from as a monk?"
This question, in fact, they want to know, it is easy to find out.
After all, with Master Jing Yuan's strength, it is absolutely impossible to remain unknown.
As long as you inquire among the demons, how can no one know about it!
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen probably thought of this, but no one asked.
Including Leng Yumo who cared most about Jing Yuan's life and death.
Chu Moli hooked the corners of his lips: "Why do you have to ask questions knowingly?"
Yes, why bother to ask
How many powerful monks are there in the world
And at the Tianmei Banquet, the time when Jing Yuan left with a changed expression completely coincided with the time when the little master attacked the Great Compassion Temple.
What is unclear about the facts
Master Jingyuan is from Dabei Temple!
Now he is afraid that he has a sworn feud with his junior uncle.
Muyan sighed lightly: "Fourth Senior Sister insists on going out by herself this time, I'm a little worried."
Chu Moli said softly: "You can rest assured that no matter Master Jing Yuan or Junior Martial Uncle, it is impossible to hurt Fourth Junior Sister. Unless..."
"Unless what?"
Chu Moli smiled: "It's nothing. If there is really something, we'll just rush there."
After hearing Chu Moli's words, Muyan's heart also settled down a bit.
Now that Chu Moli's strength is getting stronger and stronger, it is already easy to use spells to teleport over a short distance.
Before leaving, they put tracking spells on Leng Yumo so that if there was any situation, they could quickly rush over there.
While speaking, Chu Moli's pen had already drawn a large swath on the paper.
Muyan poked her head to take a look, and suddenly felt her scalp go numb, and quickly retracted her gaze.
Her family's third senior brother is really as perverted as ever.
At this moment, she heard Chu Moli, who should have been concentrating on painting, ask another question: "The words you said to my little uncle before he left seem to have something in his words. What does my little sister know that we don't know?" something?"