But in an instant, Mu Sheng's face turned uglier than the bottom of the pot, and in the eyes of others, he seemed to be deeply moved.
Lu Qiong held back for a long time, looking at Chu Yue who was beaming with joy, Lu Qiong just felt as if a villain had succeeded!
Thinking again about Ye Ying severing the relationship between master and apprentice, Lu Qiong became furious. She stood up with her gilded crutch in hand and took a few steps towards Chu Yue.
"Ye Chuyue, I..."
"Could Elder Lu want to give up his seat to his disciples?"
Chu Yue's voice was clear and clear, causing Lu Qiong's words to come to an abrupt end.
Before the anger could be vented, it was swallowed back in the throat, as if a punch had hit cotton!
"In this way, this disciple will thank Elder Lu!"
Chu Yue smiled broadly, clasping her hands into fists, and immediately stretched out her long legs, lazily walked over with her master Yun Hui, and sat swaggeringly in front of Lu Qiong's amber table.
Lu Qiong was so angry that her chest was shaking, her eyes were horribly red, and there was a cannibalistic rage deep inside.
Chu Yue didn't seem to feel it. She poured herself a glass of wine, picked up the cup and took a sip. She lightly closed her eyes and enjoyed the fragrance on her lips and teeth, and then sighed: "Good wine."
Lu Qiong: "..."
She only thought that Ye Chuyue was a reckless person. After all, those who have a strong body usually have a weak mind.
But she didn't expect that this guy was still shameless.
Especially that mouth that confuses right and wrong, has nothing to do with the so-called iron-blooded momentum of Mr. Ye!
Chu Yue drank another glass of wine, her beautiful eyes covered by her eyelashes were filled with a cool color, and the corners of her lips were curled up in a faint smile.
Yun Huan was snickering from the side, drinking some wine and stroking his beard. His face was red and moist, as if he had been inscribed on a gold medal list.
He looked at the disciple beside him, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
When Chu Yue turned her head, she saw Yun Huan smiling, and her heart suddenly went crazy.
But Mu Jingyun, who said he was staying put, looked at Chu Yue who was seated, and raised his thin lips into a faint smile.
I originally wanted to stand up for her, but I never thought that the little girl's talk was actually three points more powerful than that axe.
Especially looking at the livid and blackened faces of Lu Qiong and Mu Sheng, I felt a little happy.
"Mr. Mu, Captain Liu, this is your position." The maid of Youge spoke softly.
"Um."
"..."
Mu Jingyun sat elegantly on the chair, always paying attention to the little girl drinking not far away.
Not long ago.
When he received letters from his old uncle, Mu Chenhai and others, he learned that the little girl was Mu Qinghuang's daughter. At that moment, he was extremely happy.
The dignified eldest son of the Mu family has always shown his emotions and anger, but that day he was dancing excitedly, just like a child who has eaten candy.
He was sitting on a dead tree in the majestic jungle, with the roar of wild beasts in his ears and the smell of blood flowing around him.
Even though he was bitten off the flesh of his legs by wild beasts, he never shed a single tear.
He knew that the man in Mu Mansion stood tall and strong, and could bleed without shedding tears.
But at that time, the Silver Feather Mercenary Group and the guards of the Mu Mansion saw Mu Jingyun holding a letter from home and bursting into tears. With tears streaming down his face, he smiled again.
Thinking of this, Mu Jingyun lowered his head and poured two glasses of wine.
"That kid is pretty good."
A clear voice sounded in my ears.
The woman wearing a silver cloak is the captain of the Silver Feather Mercenary Group. She is quietly looking at Chu Yue and whispers: "It seems that she is stronger than I thought. I am not just talking about martial arts talent and combat effectiveness."
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"Xiao Chu is a good boy."
Mu Jingyun said: "She has endured a lot of hardships over the years, and she is where she is today. It is not the Emperor who relies on her, but her down-to-earth and unyielding will."
"My mercenary group is still short of manpower, why not let her give it a try?" The woman smiled and said: "This Shenxuan Academy is not interesting."
Mu Jingyun frowned.
If Xiao Chu was forced into the Silver Feather Mercenary Group to become a desperado, his father and two younger brothers would definitely hang him up and beat him up together.
The woman chuckled: "The Silver Feather Mercenary Group lacks people like her."
"Xiao Chu Jiaorou is not suitable for your mercenary group to fight and kill." Mu Jingyun said.
woman:"......"
After a while, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I think you may have some misunderstanding about Mr. Ye."
Mu Jingyun still drank a glass of wine calmly, and occasionally looked at Chu Yue with eyes as doting as an old father's.
Mu Jingyun coughed dryly and touched his chin.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that an eldest brother is like a father, and this eldest uncle should be like that.
As a result, Mu Jingyun's eyes became more like that of a loving father.
Since Hong Yingge sat down, her eyes often stopped on Mu Jingyun. She found that Mu Jingyun only had Chu Yue in her eyes, and her hand holding the wine glass tightened.
The waves of profound energy passed by suddenly!
But there were several cracks visible to the naked eye on the cup noodles!