The pillow that Mu Jingyun lifted up for no reason made everyone have different thoughts, especially Ye Mohan, who lowered his head slightly, his thick black eyelashes lightly covering his secretive eyes, and looked away uncomfortably.
"Pillow?"
Captain Liu looked at Chu Yue.
She had heard him shout these two words before, so she asked: "Xiao Chuyue, do you know what they mean? Is it some kind of treasure of heaven and earth? Or is it the secret key to the Hefang Martial God ruins?"
Mu Jingyun's face turned red, and she looked at her niece expectantly and anxiously.
Chu Yue said expressionlessly: "Another way of saying pillow."
"Mu Jingyun!" Liu Bingchang shouted: "Do you think I have never seen a pillow or that I have never seen the world?"
Mu Jingyun froze on the spot, swallowed, turned his head and looked at Ye Mohan blankly.
At the same time, the old uncle, Mu Chenhai, the Sanctuary Protector and others all looked at him.
I miss the person next to me day and night, but it came from the mouth of the Emperor of the Holy Realm.
Who would have thought that Ye Di Zun could still lie to others.
The atmosphere in Fenghua Palace was slightly awkward, Chu Yue looked at the few people looking at each other blankly.
"Ye Di Zun..." Mu Jingyun pulled his lips and spoke with difficulty.
"Mr. Mu, it's getting late. Get in the carriage."
Ye Mohan simply interrupted his words and glared at the Blood Protector with stern eyes, "Don't you see that the old uncle is getting old? Please help the old uncle get into the carriage quickly. The matter of Mu Jun is imminent, and you must help with all your resources.
Send Mu Jun back safe and sound, find the man who ambushed him, and execute him on the spot!"
The corners of the Blood Protector's mouth twitched sharply, his face turned slightly dark, and he felt very aggrieved, but he did not dare to complain.
On the other hand, Protector Bai stroked his beard, and his old face showed a smile like the Maitreya Buddha.
This time it was finally not him who took the blame.
Looking at the indescribable blood protector, I felt refreshed.
Chu Yue narrowed her dark and sharp eyes and looked at Ye Mohan's side face, then touched her chin and thought for a while.
Is your old uncle old?
Of all of you here, is there anyone older than the pillow?
Mu Jingyun wanted to ask a few more questions, but he was pulled into the carriage by the Blood Protector, just to save some face for his emperor, otherwise they would be the ones who would suffer when they go back.
The old uncle was sitting in the carriage, his gray eyes looked kind and gentle in the night.
The man covered with calluses and wrinkles lifted the curtain and stared deeply at the girl in red.
The old man stared for a long time and stopped talking.
If he had no inner demons, if he could still hold a knife, if his body was as healthy as before, at this moment, he would definitely take this child back to Beizhou and go to Namu Mansion, without having to wander around.
The old uncle has never regretted his sealing of swords as he does now.
The glory of the Mu Mansion is just the reputation accumulated through years of battles. Ever since there was no news from Mu Qinghuang, things have gone from bad to worse.
"Take good care of yourself."
In the end, the old man just warned and put down his hand.
The lifted curtain drooped, slowly covering the bright and flamboyant girl from the field of vision.
Mu Linfeng clenched his fists and secretly swore a vow in the swaying carriage that he would never waste his life traveling around mountains and rivers again.
Mu Jingyun is still obsessed with the fact that Ye Mohan deceived him about the true meaning of the pillow.
Mu Chenhai said in hindsight: "Dad, just now Xiao Chu called us uncle!"
"Damn it!" Mu Jingyun said, "I was only focusing on Mu Jun's affairs and forgot to let Xiao Chu shout a few more times."
The old uncle frowned and sat down calmly. He glanced at his sons indifferently, showing a sense of age-old jealousy.
Mu Chenhai patted his old uncle on the shoulder and comforted him very filially: "Dad, don't be too sad. It's understandable that Xiao Chu can't cry out for a while. If it doesn't work, I'll call you a few more times."
father."
The old uncle's face turned slightly dark.
Mu Linfeng said: "Not to mention, I am really happy to be called uncle by Xiao Chu."
The old uncle looked over with stern eyes, and Mu Linfeng suddenly became as silent as a chill. He sat upright, looking at his nose, nose, and heart without moving.
Among the Sanctuary Protectors who were traveling with them, only Protector Bai and Protector Jianchi were in the carriage and heard the conversation between the father and son.
The two protectors looked at each other, feeling each other's shock and horror.
But I finally understood why Beizhou Mu Mansion was so interested in Miss Ye.
What makes Protector Bai incredible is that whether Wu Zu or Beizhou Mu Mansion, they all have their own reasons for being kind to Chu Yue.
So what is Mu Fengming doing?
A first-class general of the Imperial Army Division, whose status, status and strength cannot be underestimated, how could he care about people other than the Imperial Army Division!
Protector Bai racked his brains and couldn't figure out the reason.
The Jian Chi protector smiled.
Beizhou Mu Mansion, after the general, who would dare to slander the origin of his wife in the Holy Land!