Chu Yue's tall figure stood in front of the Youge, her eyes reflecting the high-spirited people.
Whether it was Mu Jingyun or the mercenaries of the Silver Feather Mercenary Group, they looked like the most intense colors in the world, making it difficult for people to look away.
When they met again, Chu Yue's mood was completely different.
At this moment, she knew very well that the elegant and noble man in front of her was her mother's eldest brother and her uncle.
Chu Yue raised her red lips, and the bright moon's starry light overflowed between her brows and eyes.
Mu Sheng couldn't help but straighten his back and a smile appeared on his face.
Although there is no place for her in Mu Mansion in Beizhou, the fact that Mu Jingyun came to Shenxuan You Pavilion today means that she plays a very important role in the heart of her eldest brother!
The gorgeous purple robe made her look graceful and elegant. Mu Sheng subconsciously took on the posture of Miss Mufu from Beizhou and greeted Mu Jingyun and the Silver Feather mercenary group gracefully step by step.
"Mr. Mu! I am Yingge, Yingge from Hong Mansion. I traveled with you in the mountains south of the Changhe River half a year ago."
Hong Yingge walked over before Mu Sheng spoke, her cheeks covered with makeup were full of the freshness and agility of a girl, and her words were crisp and slightly playful.
"Um."
Mu Jingyun responded casually.
Hong Yingge pursed her thin lips. Seeing Mu Jingyun's cold attitude, her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings lowered lightly, and her hands under her sleeves writhed nervously.
"Brother, you are here."
Mu Sheng glanced indifferently at Hong Yingge, who was not distinguishing between the guest and the host. A look of disgust flashed deep in his eyes.
"Since you have been expelled from the family tree and kicked out of your home, don't call me brother anymore."
Mu Jingyun said mercilessly: "According to the rules, just call Mr. Mu."
Mu Sheng opened his eyes slightly and looked at Mu Jingyun in disbelief.
Among the heirs of the Mu family, Mu Jingyun always protected her and indeed fulfilled his eldest brother's responsibility.
Even if he is not passionate, for Mu Sheng, he is his brother and his supporter, but his current attitude is completely different from before, and Mu Sheng can't accept it for a while.
"Mr. Mu has quite the demeanor of my old uncle when he was young. He is indeed the queen of the generals, and he is very good at that."
Hong Jianzun stroked his beard and praised him authentically.
If we can build a relationship with the Mu Mansion in Beizhou, the Hong Mansion will only gain a lot of benefits and no harm.
"My father's majesty is unparalleled."
Mu Jingyun said calmly, and at the same time, he stepped in front of Chu Yue.
Chu Yue looked up and saw that Mu Jingyun was a head taller than her.
The men in Mu Mansion are all tall and tall.
"What are you still standing for?"
Hong Yingge glanced at Chu Yue displeased, "Didn't you see Mr. Mu coming? Are you still blocking Mr. Mu's way in front of the door? Why are these people from Hanyue Peak so ignorant of etiquette?"
Then, after a pause, it was as if his face changed again, his cheeks were filled with a kind and gentle smile, and he stared at Mu Jingyun with eyes like eyes, and said: "Master Mu, this girl comes from Chang'an, a prince, and she doesn't know the rules. Don't take offense, Master."
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Mu Jingyun listened to Hong Yingge's bitter taunts and taunts, and a biting chill flashed through his stern eyes.
"Xiao Chu, is this girl your friend?" Mu Jingyun asked.
Hong Yingge's complexion suddenly changed, revealing a pale color, and her misty eyes widened innocently.
"Son..."
She spoke softly and was about to cry.
That charming appearance made many male disciples of Shenxuan College feel pity for her.
"do not know."
Chu Yue said expressionlessly: "I heard that they are from Cuihonglou, but I don't know if it is true or not."
Hong Yingge's eyes were red, the water mist condensed into tears and flowed down, and she bit her lower lip in grievance.
"Miss Ye, please speak with more respect!" Hong Beifeng said angrily.
"Isn't it disrespectful to mention Cuihonglou?"
Chu Yue sneered: "If that's the case, why did she mention it just now, why was she being disrespectful? Is this the family tradition and family rules you are waiting for? Or do you think Cuihonglou cannot be mentioned, how innocent is Cuihonglou, and she has suffered in vain?
Your insult?"
Hong Jianzun narrowed his sinister eyes, looked at the girl who was chatting, and furrowed his gray eyebrows.
This woman was so articulate that she unknowingly offended all the prostitutes in the world.
Although he looked down upon those women who were sleeping on thousands of pillows, he had to say that the wind on his pillow was so powerful that if the prostitutes in the world took notice of him, it could shake the foundation of the Hong Mansion.
Especially the prostitutes who specialize in serving the nobles, they are ruthless characters!
Thinking of this, the elderly Hong Jianzun didn't feel the cold.
Hong Yingge and Hong Beifeng were blocked by Chu Yue and were speechless. After all, it was indeed Hong Yingge who proposed Cuihonglou first.
Chu Yue was awe-inspiring and spoke sharply, and then said: "If you want others to respect you, you must know how to respect others."
Hong Beifeng was a martial artist. After holding it in for a long time, he said with a red face: "You are sophistry! However, the disciples taught by the third elder can only use lip service."
"Yeah......?"
Chu Yue's voice was deep and powerful.
The broken hair lightly covered her sharp wolf-like eyes. With her right hand, she neatly pulled out the blood-drinking sword wrapped around her waist. With her other hand, she skillfully took out a life-and-death battle note from the depths of Yun Hui's wide cuff.
The dazzling golden light of the battle of life and death was lost in the sky.
The letter of challenge is suspended and the characters jump out.
Chu Yue took a step forward, raised her chin slightly, and dragged the sharp blood-drinking sword on the ground for a while, causing sparks to rub off, and then she carried the sword on her shoulder unruly.
"How about we come and have a fight?"
Chu Yue tilted her head evilly, her beautiful eyes flashed with bloodthirsty arcs of light, and her whole body was full of fighting spirit like a prairie fire.