Mu Huang, who was standing behind Fengyun, frowned deeply.
He could clearly solve today's matter for her, so why did he have to make this three-year agreement?
Is her dignity so important? She doesn’t want to rely on him so much?[
Emperor Mu's face turned dark for a moment.
In such silence, a gentle breeze blew by, and a handprint was pressed out of thin air on the challenge paper. It was the handprint of the Lord of the Holy Spirit Palace.
"Then the Holy Spirit Palace will be waiting for you." A vigorous voice filled the air, and the contract was completed.
"I will stay with you until the end." There was a sound as the storm fell to the ground.
The wind curtain rolled, the fog dispersed,
On the stone tablet that the Palace of the Holy Spirit has stood on for thousands of years, a paper of challenge was firmly nailed, fluttering in the wind in the sunshine.
The feud between Benanyuan and the Holy Spirit Palace was thus transformed into an internal conflict within the sky.
"Farewell." After saying this, Feng Yun turned around and dragged Mu Huang away.
Mu Huang's eyebrows were cold and he stood motionless.
"Let's talk about it when we go back, okay?" Feng Yun sighed inwardly, raised his head and gently said to Emperor Mu in a coquettish way.
She didn't know what he meant, but he hadn't accepted it yet.
He has seen Feng Yun who is tough, rogue, sharp-tongued, and in all kinds of postures. The only one he has not seen is Feng Yun who acts coquettishly towards him. Emperor Mu's eyes fluctuate a little bit.
Okay, let's talk about it later, he would like to see what explanation she gives him.
"Let's go, let's go." Seeing this, Feng Yun pulled Emperor Mu hard and sat back into the carriage.
"Mu Yi."
The cold command sounded in the sky, and the twelve griffins turned around and headed towards the road they came from, not even saying hello to the Holy Spirit Palace.
He was rude when he came and was rude when he left, showing his arrogance vividly.
"Farewell to the Emperor Nanyuan." Mu Cang's voice spread far in the sky amid the mist and mountains, but it seemed extremely friendly and respectful.
The mountain wind blew by, and Emperor Mu and his entourage had already left far away, completely ignoring them.[
"Palace Master, why should we..."
After Emperor Mu left, Deputy Palace Master Nasese immediately raised his head and spoke dissatisfiedly towards the secret area of Holy Spirit Palace where Mu Cang was retreating.