Yun Huan snorted softly: "The headmaster and Dean Song regard Mu Sheng as a treasure. This huge college will end sooner or later. If a college is going to die, it starts from the root. When the world notices it,
By that time, it was already in an unbearable state.”
"I wonder what the roots of the Tianfu royal family are like."
Chu Yue's voice was slightly hoarse, and the aroma of the wine in front of her filled her nose, enveloping her with an unspeakable intoxication.
Yun Huan turned her head and looked deeply at the girl's profile, but hesitated to speak.
Finally, the white-haired Yun Huan changed from his usual lack of tone and said with a deep expression: "The Tianfu royal family was once the descendant of the imperial family and the God of War. Although it has declined and declined, it has always been the belief of countless young warriors.
Therefore, the Tianfu royal family cannot die!"
Chu Yue pursed her thin lips.
The Tianfu royal family and Mu Sheng were completely different, but they helped Mu Sheng again and again.
Moreover, what Mu Qinghuang went through was definitely not something Mu Sheng could have accomplished by himself.
It is still unknown whether the Tianfu royal family is among the group of people who shattered Mu Qinghuang’s soul!
Next to him, Master Yun Huan said again: "If the Tianfu royal family rots like Shenxuan, then the entire Lingtian Continent will be doomed and there will be no hope."
Chu Yue raised her head and glanced at the sky, her deep eyes were like the bottomless sea, as if hiding a raging undercurrent.
She said: "If a continent has no hope, why not reforge new hope in the cold darkness?"
Hearing these words, Yun Huan was suddenly startled and looked at his old and arrogant disciple in astonishment.
It is unimaginable that such words would come out of the mouth of a young girl.
Yun Huan remained silent, carefully recalling what Chu Yue had just said.
Full of youthful passion, determination and ambition to become king or loser.
After thinking for a while, Yun Huan looked at the girl next to him again and sighed in his heart:
Everyone in the world said that Ye Chuyue was blessed with three generations of cultivation to become the queen of the emperor.
But in Yun Hui's view, the Queen of the Territory, whose mother is Yi Tianxia, cannot afford the girl's ambitions!
One day, he will become a king who dominates all over the world, and there is no telling.
Thinking of this, the eyes of a lot of Yunxuan suddenly lit up with blazing light like small flames. They were as young and frivolous as those children who often eat at Hanyue Peak.
He looked forward to his disciple's journey to becoming a king.
Chu Yue didn't know what Yun Hui was thinking. She lowered her head and tapped the ax on her waist again and again.
Looking at the ferocious little fox with its toothy grin and explosive hair, a gentle smile spread on its lips.
She didn't even notice it herself. Whenever she saw anything about the pillow, she subconsciously put away her anger, as if she was a prisoner who had been redeemed.
Yun Hui glanced at it and smiled happily.
I had already learned from Xiaobao that the fox on the ax was Emperor Zun.
Seeing this, Yun Huan had to secretly admire that his disciple was a crazy person.
Suddenly, Chu Yue's face changed, and her brows were furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
Yun Huan noticed it immediately, her heart was in her throat, she was holding a handful of sweat, and asked worriedly.
Chu Yue coughed dryly, wiped the hatchet on her fingertips, and said, "The color of the fox is wrong."
It doesn't seem to be milky white, is it purple, or green?
The corner of Yun Hui's mouth twitched violently, and he hurriedly took back the praise he had given Chu Yue in his mind.
This little girl can't even remember her color. She's not a crazy person, but she looks like a wanderer. If she were a man, she wouldn't be able to have a group of spoiled wives and beautiful concubines.