Chu Yue leaned back on the chair lazily, holding a cup in her hand, the aroma of wine overflowing.
The other slender hand dropped down, tapping the fingertips lightly, and glanced at Hong Yingge with interest.
In Shennong's space, Xuanyuan Xiu said keenly: "Little Ye Zi, someone is coveting your uncle and trying to be your aunt."
"wishful thinking."
Rag Bu said: "Confinement girl, you must keep your uncle's chastity! A man's innocence is very precious!"
"What Brother Bu said is absolutely true."
Xuanyuan said: "Thinking back to those days when thousands of young girls fell in love with me. I was still in my arms because I didn't want to take advantage of them."
Chu Yue: "..." Otherwise, it's better to send the rags back to the old man of Yashan. It's better to give one as a gift, and take Xuanyuan Xiu, the ancestor of Shenwu, with him.
At this time, Mu Sheng sent someone to bring another glazed table and placed it in front of Lu Qiong.
Although Lu Qiong had a seat, her face still looked bad.
This position was reserved for Ye Chuyue. Looking at You Pavilion, it was the worst.
She had to sit down in this position before she had time to gloat about her misfortune. It was a great shame and humiliation!
Lu Qiong snorted.
Fortunately, the sound of strings and strings of silk and bamboo sounded from everywhere, intertwining with melodious sounds, which eased the stiff atmosphere in the pavilion.
Mu Sheng raised his eyes and saw that almost all the guests had arrived, except for Ye Xun'er and the person from the palace.
Mu Sheng first held up the wine glass and paid tribute to Yun Hui, "Sword Master Yun, I heard that Xiao Chu has comprehended two sword intentions. He has a unique talent. It is very rare. Congratulations."
"Congratulations."
Yun Hui said: "Isn't it enough for my disciple's two sword intentions to have hands?"
"Cough...cough cough..."
Chu Yue had just taken a sip of wine, and when she heard Yun Huan's natural words, she almost spit it out and choked and coughed several times.
Mu Sheng's toasting hand froze in the air, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He was unable to catch Yun Xiang's words, so he had to use a dry smile to cover up his embarrassment.
"Haha——" Hong Jianzun stroked his beard and said sarcastically: "According to what you said, what's the matter with the fact that there are no swordsmen in the world who have understood the two sword intentions?"
Hong Jianzun treated the person in his own way, meaning that he wanted Yunhuan to offend the swordsmen in the world.
Yun Huan rolled her eyes: "It's none of your business."
Hong Jianzun: "..."
Chu Yue stroked the cup gently and couldn't help laughing. She had to say that Yun Huan's simple and crude words were actually the best.
Hong Yingge wanted to speak for Hong Jianzun and make some insinuations about Yun Hui, but when she saw the girl in red with a lazy posture, she swallowed her saliva and backed down.
then.
Chu Yue looked at the woman next to Mu Jingyun. Looking at the six-pointed star medal with silver feathers engraved on her chest, she knew that the woman was the captain of the mercenary group!
The commander is the second in command of a mercenary group!
As far as Chu Yue knows, the Silver Feather Mercenary Group was only organized in recent years, but it is a rising star and has become famous in just a few years.
The Silver Feather Mercenary Group can achieve what it has today, and this person is indispensable!
"Priest, Xun'er's side is ready." Chen Qinghe walked to Mu Sheng's side, leaned down and said softly.
Mu Sheng shook the wine glass, watched the wine sloshing around, and smiled, "Let Xun'er come over."
"Yes -" Chen Qinghe left the feast and went to inform Ye Xun'er.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, the night is as cool as water, and the clear light shines on the Youge courtyard.
Outside the secluded pavilion.
Leng Qingshuang, Xue Cheng and others arrived quietly, taking advantage of the night to approach You Pavilion from the tree-lined path, intending to squat in a better place so that they would not be discovered and could observe the movements inside You Pavilion at any time.
"Sister Tu, why are you here?" Leng Qingshuang asked when she saw the face that appeared.
Tu Weiwei coughed dryly and said expressionlessly: "Passing by."
Yan Nanji rolled her eyes, "Your passing by is more exaggerated than General Mu's passing by."
After finishing speaking, he paused and then said quietly: "You Pavilion is heavily guarded. Don't expose yourselves. Remember."
Leng Qingshuang sneered and pointed at the golden chain on Yan Nanji's chest, which was as bright as sunlight, "How dare you say it while wearing this thing?"