Chapter 1133 Aged vinegar

The pillow that Mu Jingyun lifted for no reason made everyone think differently, especially Ye Mohan, who lowered his head slightly, and his thick and dark eye wings gently covered his secret eyes and looked elsewhere uncomfortably.

"Pillow?"

Commander Liu looked at Chu Yue.

After hearing these two words, she asked, "Xiao Chuyue, do you know what it means? Isn't it a treasure of heaven and earth? Or is it the key to the secret key of the ruins of the martial gods?"

Mu Jingyun's face turned red, looking at his niece expectantly and nervously,

Chu Yue said expressionlessly: "Another way to say pillow."

"Mu Jingyun!" Liu Bing shouted: "Do you think I have never seen a pillow or the world?"

Mu Jingyun stood still, swallowed, turned his head and stared at Ye Mohan blankly.

At the same time, the old uncle, Mu Chenhai, the Holy Land Protector and others all looked at him.

I miss you day and night, but I said it from the mouth of the Emperor of the Holy Realm.

Who would have thought that the Night Emperor would even lie?

The atmosphere of Fenghua Palace was a little awkward, and Chu Yue looked at the people who were looking at each other blankly.

"Emperor Ye..." Mu Jingyun pulled his lips and spoke with difficulty.

"Young Master Mu, it's getting late, let's get on the carriage."

Ye Mohan simply interrupted the words, and his eyes were filled with blood in his eyes. "Didn't you see that the old man is old? Why don't you help him onto the carriage? Mu Jun's affairs are imminent. You must give all your help to send Mu Jun back safely, and find the ambush hand to rectify him on the spot!"

The Blood Protector's mouth twitched violently, his face turned slightly dark, and he felt very aggrieved, and he didn't dare to complain.

On the other hand, the white guardian stroked his beard and his old face showed a smile like Maitreya Buddha.

This time it wasn't him that he took the blame.

Looking at the blood protector who has no words, he can feel refreshed.

Chu Yue narrowed her dark and sharp eyes and looked at Ye Mohan's side face, touched her chin and thought for a while.

Old man is old?

Anyone here, can anyone else be older than a pillow?

Mu Jingyun wanted to ask a few more questions, but the Blood Guardian pulled and pulled into the carriage just to save some face for his emperor, otherwise they would be the ones who would suffer when they go back.

The old man sat in the carriage, his gray eyes under the night looked kind and gentle.

The man covered with calluses and wrinkles lifted the curtain and stared deeply at the girl in red.

The old man stared at him for a long time, but he stopped talking.

If he had no inner demons, if he could still hold a knife, if he was as healthy as before, at this moment, he would definitely take this child back to Beizhou and go to the Mu Mansion without having to wander outside.

The old man never regretted the sword sealing like he is now.

The glory of the Mu Mansion is just a reputation accumulated over many years of war. Since Mu Qinghuang has disappeared, the situation has declined.

"Take good care of yourself."

In the end, the old man gave up his hand with just a reminder.

The raised curtain drooped down, slowly blocking the bright and glamorous girl in her vision.

Mu Linfeng clenched his fists and secretly swore in the shaking carriage, and he would never spend his whole life wandering around.

Mu Jingyun was still obsessed with the true meaning of Ye Mohan lied to him to hold his pillow.

Mu Chenhai said afterwards, "Dad, Xiao Chu called us uncle just now!"

"Damn it!" Mu Jingyun said: "I just focused on the affairs of Mu Jun and forgot to ask Xiao Chu to shout a few more."

The old man frowned and sat down without anger. His eyes faintly swept over his sons, showing an aged sour jealousy.

Mu Chenhai patted the old man on the shoulder and comforted him with great filial piety: "Dad, don't be too sad. Xiao Chu can understand that he can't shout it out for a while. If it really doesn't work, I'll call you a few more dads."

The old man's face turned slightly black.

Mu Linfeng said: "It's okay, I'm really happy that Xiao Chu called him uncle."

The old man looked over with a cold look, and Mu Linfeng was suddenly silent, sitting straight, looking at his nose and his heart still.

Among the sacred guardians who were walking with him, only the Bai Guardian and the Jianzi Guardian were in the carriage and heard the conversation between the father and son.

The two guardians looked at each other and felt each other's shock and horror.

But I finally understood why Beizhou Mu Mansion was so concerned about Miss Ye.

What makes the Dharma Guardian Bai incredible is that whether it is Wu Zu or Beizhou Mu Mansion, they have their own reasons for their good deeds in Chu Yue.

What is Mu Fengming for?

The first-class general of the Imperial Army Department cannot be underestimated. How can you care about people outside the Imperial Army Department?

The White Guardian racked his brains and couldn't think of any reason.

The sword magic guardian smiled.
Chapter completed!