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Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update must propose to seven men how to break!latest chapter!Chapter 35:

There are four distinct seasons on Qianluan Peak.

Zhaomei Mountain is covered with snow and winter plum blossoms, but here it has reached autumn.The leaves were blown yellow by the autumn wind and hung on the treetops to tremble. If there is a slightly stronger wind, they will lose the slightest nostalgia, break away from the growing trunk, and fall into the eternal soil.

Since three years ago, Qianluan Palace has never been angry anymore.

In the past, the young man practicing sword under the tree disappeared, the figure reading in the courtyard disappeared, and the young man who would wake up early and practice in the morning even if his body was too weak to practice would never be seen again.

He took away the vitality of the entire mountain, like a dead leaf falling to the ground, and said a farewell word of "never meet" with the big tree that raised him.

In three years, Yan Junqing has changed from a young boy to a handsome young man.

He knew a lot. He knew that Chu Muyun loved Mo Jiu-shao so much, and that Mo Jiu-shao didn’t love Chu Muyun so deeply. At least while he was alive, the feelings that this arrogant emperor paid was to preserve Leeway.

Because of an uproar of anger, Chu Muyun paid the price of his life in exchange for Mo Jiushao's thousand-year peace, and at the same time completely captured this arrogant respect who never puts anyone in his eyes.

In the past three years, Yan Junqing's relationship with Mo Jiushao has been alienated to the point of being almost a stranger.

He knew that Chu Muyun was willing, but he couldn't let go.There was no way to face this man who killed Chu Muyun'indirectly'.

As early as two years ago, he proposed to go down the mountain.

At that time, Mo Jiuzhao didn't even look at him, but said something like this: "He wants you to live well."

Yan Junqing was completely frozen there.

Mo Jiushao did not look up, but gently stroked the long hair of the young man in his arms, and said slowly: "In two years, as long as you completely suppress the burning fire, you can leave here."

Yan Junqing couldn't help but cast her gaze on the familiar face with her eyes closed, but she just glanced at it, and instantly realized the pain of a heart-cracking lung.

He bowed his head, suppressing the tremor in his voice: "Okay."

Finally, now Yan Junqing can leave Qianluan Peak.

Before leaving, he wanted to say goodbye to Mo Jiu Shao, and also wanted to take a look at Chu Muyun one last time.

Maybe we will say goodbye, and there will be no day to meet again.But this young man who gave him warmth and awakened him from his nightmare will stay in the deepest part of his mind forever.

On Qianluan Peak for several years like a day, Yan Junqing knocked Mo Jiushao three heads: "Thank you very much for your kindness in nurturing."

Mo Jiushao answered flatly.

Yan Junqing hesitated for a moment: "Senior..." Mo Jiushao interrupted him before he finished speaking, "No."

Yan Junqing's eyes darkened: "I just want to take a look..."

Mo Jiushao: "It's too late, he rested."

Yan Junqing's heart was as uncomfortable as being needled: "Your honor, Brother Yun has already..."

Mo Jiushao suddenly raised his head, his light-colored eyes became heavy lead gray, and his voice became even more icy: "Go on, I will make you never get out of Qianluan Peak!"

Yan Junqing stopped abruptly, his eyes were full of bitterness, but it was really...really dare not go on.

It's not fear, but unbearable.

In three years, no one has emerged from the shadow of that day.

Yan Junqing went down the mountain.

Mo Jiushao did not go back to the house, but sat quietly in the courtyard full of dead leaves, lost in thought.

His complexion was very calm, calm to the point where it was a little confusing. He seemed to be thinking about something, but no one knew what he was thinking.

A cold wind blew by, the treetops trembled, and a large number of leaves fell, some scattered on his hair, and the black ink hair was covered with golden leaves. The extremely sharp contrast made him look very lonely.

I don't know how long it took to sit until a servant bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the lazy emperor is visiting."

Mo Jiushao was visibly stunned, then he got up, dragging his light white robe to the ground, dragging a path among the large leaves.

Qianluan Peak, which has been reconditioned, is more gorgeous than ever before.

Jun Mo stood in the hall, with silver hair and silver robe, looking from a distance, his back was like frost and snow, not stained with dust, nor did he gain the slightest popularity.

To some extent, laziness and arrogance have indescribable things in common.

One of them didn't care about anything, and the other didn't care about anything.

The same cold heart, the same indifference to everything in the world.

But now... the two of them are like ink on rice paper, smudged and lost that perfection, instead they have achieved another beautiful picture.

Mo Jiushao made a gesture of inviting Jun Mo.

Jun Mo thanked him, and straight to the point: "I can help you refine the Pill of Resurrection."

Mo Jiushao suddenly narrowed his eyes: "The price."

Jun Mo looked at him: "A favor."

Mo Jiushao: "You said."

Jun Mo: "There is an ice spirit beast in Ling Xuan."

Mo Jiushao twisted his eyebrows slightly. He also heard about the ice spirit beast. It was a very rare spirit beast. It was said that it had extraordinary strength in adulthood, and it would produce an extremely rare alchemy material.

Arrogant asked: "Want ice spirit liquid?"

Lazy responded: "Yes."

Mo Jiushao is very clear about the entanglement between anger and laziness: "So, Ling Xuan doesn't want the pill that can suppress the realm?"

Jun Mo: "Well, it's the little beast he picked up. It seems to like it very much."

How thoughtful Mo Jiushao was, he immediately grasped the point: "What you want is an ice spirit beast."

Jun Mo: "Only I can make him produce the purest ice spirit liquid, and only the extremely pure ice spirit liquid is useful."

Mo Jiushao didn't ask any more, because further down he touched on some *. Laziness would tell him about this, because it really wanted him.

In the entire Demon Realm, there are only a handful of people who want to take things from angry hands.

Binge eating can be done, but no one wants to negotiate terms with him.

Arrogance can also be done, if it is the laziness before, probably Jun Mo can't ask him.

But it's a coincidence... Arrogance needs a resurrection pill.

Laziness does not want to refine this kind of pill, because it is going against the sky, and it will surely cause countless troubles after making one.

He hates trouble, especially the trouble that may surround him.

But... everything is not worth mentioning compared to that thing.

After a while, arrogantly said: "I see."

Laziness asked: "If you need it, please feel free to contact me."

"Yeah." Mo Jiushao said, "I will find you after I get it."

Laziness: "Waiting for good news."

Following Ling Xuan's departure, Chu Muyun was always quiet.

Little Baby asked in a low voice: "Who are we going to attack this time?"

Chu Muyun: "Who do you want to attack first?"

Zero: "Originally thought anger was difficult, but now it seems that he is very interested in the ice spirit beast, laziness seems to be robbing you, as for jealousy... is he going to be abused qaq."

Chu Muyun: "Isn't the abuse of scum something to be happy about?"

Zero: "I don't know, I always feel jealous and pitiful."

Chu Muyun: "For him, there are only four words I want to say."

Zero: "What?"

Chu Muyun: "Ma De makes a staff."

zero:"……"

Zero Baby didn't ask who he was going to attack, and of course Chu always knew it.

This situation is very good, and I am too sorry for myself who worked so hard without taking the opportunity to catch up.

It wasn't until he was far away from Zhaomeishan and walked into a dark and quiet jungle that his anger stopped.

Although Chu Muyun complained that he had penetrated into the fellow of ooc, he was actually very clear in his heart: This is the Demon Realm, which is absolutely correct; he is also his son who only knows to fight.

But Ling Xuan is indeed very abnormal, but if the reason is valid, this abnormality is not abnormal.

Chu Muyun had many conjectures, but now he needs to confirm.

Ling Xuan stared at the little beast in front of him, without saying a word, just looking at it like this.

Chu Muyun twisted his eyebrows slightly, and his light blue eyes were filled with unconcealable disgust: "What are you going to do!"

Ling Xuan smiled: "Do you like Yan Shen?"

Chu Muyun replied without hesitation: "Of course!"

Ling Xuan: "Just because he took care of you for more than half a year?"

Chu Muyun: "I told you that you can't understand it. Uncle Yan Shen is very good and treats me very well. It is not what you can imagine!"

Ling Xuan: "But he doesn't want you anymore."

Suddenly hitting the center of gravity, Chu Muyun's face turned pale.

Ling Xuan said in his spare time: "He is good to you, why did he let you leave when he knew you wanted to stay in Zhaomeishan? He was good to you, why did he know that I would bully you and let you leave with me?"

Chu Muyun opened his mouth, but found that he could not refute.

Ling Xuan: "Look, this is what you think is'good', I think, it's actually just that."

Upon hearing this, the little orc exploded: "You are not qualified to say this!"

Ling Xuan: "Am I unqualified? It was not that I killed the beast, and you had become his belly lunch; it was not that I sharpened your spirit and perseverance, how can you withstand the infusion of the all-spirit stone? nourish?"

He said these words, making the little orc startled.

Just when Chu Muyun thought that this guy would be able to brainwash this little ice spirit beast with a mouth opening...

The angry emperor, who never played cards according to common sense, stretched his waist, his red eyes suddenly became bright, his mouth was full of evil smile, and his mouth was a heavy thunder.

"To be honest, your acting skills are really good."

Chu Muyun: "..."

Zero: ⊙0⊙

Ling Xuan stared at him, saying every word: "Mage Xiaozhen, you are really interesting."

The expression on Chu Muyun's face didn't even show a trace of cracks. His light blue eyes were open, and they were all puzzled and puzzled.

The angry emperor moved closer to him, and said in a low voice, "I almost believe it, but... you are Chu Muyun."

Chu Muyun was thinking about whether Ling Xuan had really caught something, or simply using words to attack him.

But Ling Xuan couldn't wait: "Come on, let me see your formation."

As the voice fell, the surrounding momentum expanded, and the entire space seemed to be compressed, and the huge pressure made the sky all color.

Chu Muyun: "Fuck, this is indeed anger, not bad at all."