Chu Yue's tall figure stood in front of the You Pavilion, and the people with high spirits reflected in her eyes.

Whether it is Mu Jingyun or the mercenaries of the Yinyu Mercenary Group, it is like the most intense Yancai in the world, making it difficult for people to look away.

When we met again, Chu Yue’s mood was completely different.

At this moment, she knew it clearly that the elegant and noble man in front of her was her mother's elder brother and her uncle.

Chu Yue raised her red lips, and between her eyebrows and eyes, a stream of light like a bright moon and a star-like light was overflowing.

Mu Sheng couldn't help but straighten his back and smiled on his face.

Although there is no place for her to be in Beizhou Mu Mansion, Mu Jingyun can come to Shenxuanyou Pavilion today, which means that she is very important in the elder brother’s heart!

The gorgeous purple robe made her look elegant and luxurious. Mu Sheng subconsciously took up the posture of Miss Mufu in Beizhou and greeted Mu Jingyun and Yinyu Mercenary Group gracefully step by step.

"Mr. Mu! I am Yingge, Yingge from Hong Mansion. I walked with you in the mountains south of the Long River half a year ago."

Hong Yingge walked over before Mu Sheng spoke, his cheeks covered with powder, full of the vividness and agility of the girl, his words were crisp and slightly playful.

"Um."

Mu Jingyun responded casually.

Hong Yingge pursed his thin lips. Seeing Mu Jingyun's cold attitude, his eye wings as thin as cicada wings drooped down lightly, and his hands under his sleeves were tensely stalked.

"Brother, you are here."

Mu Sheng looked at Hong Yingge indifferently, who was slightly rude, without any distinction between the subject and the guest, and a look of disgust flashed deep in his eyes.

"Since you have been expelled from the family tree and expelled from the house, don't call me brother."

Mu Jingyun said ruthlessly: "According to the rules, just shout Mr. Mu."

Mu Sheng's eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Mu Jingyun in disbelief.

Among the descendants of the Mu Mansion, Mu Jingyun often protects her and does what she does as her elder brother's responsibilities.

Even though he was not enthusiastic, Yu Musheng said that he was his brother and his backer. His current attitude was completely different from the past, and Mu Sheng couldn't accept it for a while.

"Mr. Mu has the style of an old man when he was young, and he is indeed a descendant of the general, so what if he is."

Hong Jianzun stroked his beard and praised the authenticity.

If we can win over the relationship with the Beizhou Mu Mansion, the Hong Mansion will only have 100 benefits but no harm.

"The father's heroic spirit is unmatched."

Mu Jingyun said slowly without any speed, and at the same time, he walked to Chu Yue.

Chu Yue looked up and Mu Jingyun was one head taller than her.

The men in the Mu family are all tall.

"What are you still doing while standing?"

Hong Yingge swept to Chu Yue unhappily, "Didn't you see Mr. Mu coming? She is still blocking Mr. Mu's words in front of the door? Why are the people from Hanyue Peak so ignorant?"

Then, he paused, and then changed his face, his cheeks filled with a kind and gentle smile, his eyes stared at Mu Jingyun like autumn waves, and said, "Mr. Mu, this woman is from Chang'an, and she doesn't know the rules. Don't be surprised by her."

Mu Jingyun listened to Hong Yingge's harsh ridicule and mocking, and his cold sword eyes shone with a biting chill.

"Xiao Chu, is this girl your friend?" Mu Jingyun asked.

Hong Yingge's face suddenly changed, and his eyes, covered in mist, opened up innocently.

"Young Master..."

She whispered softly, and was about to cry.

His charming appearance made many male disciples of Shenxuan Academy feel pity for their love.

“Don’t know.”

Chu Yue said expressionlessly: "I heard that it was from Cuihonglou, but I don't know if it is true or false."

Hong Yingge's eyes were red, and the mist condensed into tears and flowed down, and he bit his lower lip aggrievedly.

"Miss Ye, please respect your words!" Hong Beifeng said angrily.

"Is it disrespectful to mention Cuihonglou?"

Chu Yue sneered: "Since that's the case, why did she mention it just now and why did she disrespect people? Is this the family tradition and rules you are waiting for? Or do you think Cuihonglou cannot be mentioned, so Cuihonglou is so innocent, and you are insulted by you for nothing?"

Hong Jianzun narrowed his sinister eyes, looked at the girl who was talking and frowned, and grimly brows.

This woman is very clever and unknowingly, the Hong Mansion offended the windmill woman in the world.

Although he looked down on the women who had thousands of people pillows, he had to say that the wind was so strong that if he was missed by the women in the world, he could shake the foundation of the Hong Mansion.

Especially the fairies who specialize in serving the princes and nobles, those are all cruel characters!

Thinking of this, a lot of old Hong Jianzun didn't come and felt chills.

Hong Yingge and Hong Beifeng were blocked by Chu Yue so much that they couldn't speak. In the final analysis, the Cuihonglou was indeed Hong Yingge proposed first.

Chu Yue was so arrogant and spoke sharply, and said again: "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 while, he said with a red face: "You are sophistry! However, the disciples taught by the Third Elder can only be verbal skills."

"Yeah……?"

Chu Yue's voice was slightly heavy and his momentum was cold.

The broken hair lightly covered the sharp eyes of the wolf. The right hand cleanly pulled out the blood-drinking sword wrapped around his waist, and the other hand was familiar with the passage of a life-and-death battle from the depths of Yun Li's wide cuffs.

The dazzling golden light of the life and death battle letter was thrown into the sky.

The war book is floating, and characters are leaping out.

Chu Yue took a step forward, raised her jaw slightly, dragged the sword of blood-drinking on the ground for a while, rubbed out the sparks, and then carried the sword on her shoulders.

"Why not, get out of the battle?"
Chapter completed!