"That's right! Who do you think you are? A saint is amazing? Our little uncle is still the best swordsman in the Cultivation Continent and the most handsome man in the world! If your saint wants to marry my Xiaoyao sect, we still have to see if she is worthy.

Woolen cloth!"

Muyan nodded repeatedly, walked closer to Luo Yunxiao and said, "Uncle Master, you must not forget about getting married! Our Xiaoyao Sect's tradition is to let others come to marry you."

Luo Yunxiao raised his hand and hit her head with a blast, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

His tone was unkind, but there was an unbreakable tenderness and doting hidden in his eyes.

Others may not be able to see it.

But Nuo Lan, who had been watching Luo Yunxiao, could see clearly.

The joy that she felt when she just found out that Luo Yunxiao was Muyan's junior uncle suddenly disappeared.

Her heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle, tingling faintly.

And Luo Yunxiao's hand kept extending forward, with no intention of taking it back.

He didn't want to accept Yayun's proposal at all.

In other words, he never even thought about marrying himself.

Just like when he was in the ruins, he never took himself seriously.

Nulan's eyes felt wet and hot.

This is the first time she likes a man.

I thought the taste of love was sweet.

But it turned out that it was so sour and bitter.

Nuo Lan took a deep breath, pushed back the heat and dampness that had reached her eyes, and reached out to take the stone from Luo Yunxiao's hand.

Yayun's face was extremely gloomy.

His cheeks were burning, as if he had been slapped hard.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Master Yunxiao, what do you mean? Do you think that I, the Saint of Mule Pavilion, am not worthy of you?"

Luo Yunxiao said lightly: "Thank you for your love, but I didn't mean it."

"you--!"

"Ya Yun, that's enough!" Nu Lan shouted hoarsely, holding Naishi tightly, "Let's go!"

"Wait for the Saint!" Qu Guangquan suddenly said, "Even if the Holy Stone has been returned, these blasphemers have not yet been dealt with. This is a huge hidden danger for the entire Hokuriku..."

Nuo Lan paused and turned around to look.

The light nets on the villagers of Yuanwu Village disappeared after the music stopped.

But the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of the people in Nu Lan and Mule Pavilion just now left a deep impression on them.

Seeing Nulan looking over at this time, these villagers immediately hid behind Muyan in panic.

Qu Guangquan took a step forward and said coldly: "The holy stone has been returned, but the blasphemers must also be eliminated."

Yayun just saw his saint daughter being humiliated and rejected, and he was holding back his anger.

After hearing this, he immediately took out his pipa and said coldly: "Everyone from Xiaoyao Sect, are you going to continue to protect these blasphemers and cause chaos to our Beilu?"

Muyan felt that the hem of her clothes was suddenly grasped tightly by a small hand.

It was trembling constantly against her little body.

Xiao Ai grabbed the hem of Muyan's clothes, raised her head and looked at her with a worried face: "Sister Fairy, I...are we really blasphemers? Do we really deserve to die?"

The little girl doesn't know what a blasphemer is yet, but she does know that in Hokuriku, he is a being that everyone shouts about and wants to kill.

Muyan reached out to touch her hair and said softly: "Of course not, there have never been any blasphemers in this world. You are just sick."

The little girl's eyes lit up, then dimmed: "However, people in the tribe say that the Saint is the supreme being and the messenger of God. We have always believed in the Saint and respected the Saint. I
Chapter completed!