She seriously suspected that yesterday she was going to the Spiritual Chef Competition with her uncle.

As a result, Uncle Xiao actually lost to Muxi's little doll.

So I was not angry with her and took her out.

You know, Uncle Xiao's cautious eyes must be reported, she has already seen it.

Muang was defamed in his heart, but suddenly a ring was thrown in front of him.

She snapped, it was obviously a storage ring, what the teacher uncle gave her this for.

“There are three sets of swordsmanship, six or fewer symbol formats, and a bloodshed sword array. ”

Luo Yunxiao's clear and clear voice suddenly brought back Muyan's thoughts.

“Uncle, what are you doing to me? ”

Mu Yan thought frighteningly: Could Uncle Xiao have increased her training? Are you kidding me? She's in deep water right now, okay? With more training, she can just die!

Luo Yunxiao turned around and looked at her. There was nothing fluctuating in her eyes. "I'm leaving the Gateway in a moment. You'll learn these yourself in the future. ”

Mu Yan shrugged. I never thought that was what I would hear.

“Uncle, are you leaving? ”

Just now she still has all sorts of curses in her heart for Lo Yunxiao, the careful eye guy.

At this point, I heard that she was leaving, but it was rather obvious.

In the past half month, she had long been accustomed to living early and late, and her strength had progressed dramatically during that time.

Uncle Xiao is not a good person, but Mu Yan can feel that he is sincerely trying to teach himself.

In Mu Yan, the teacher's uncle has been regarded as an elder like Shiqing, such as their loved ones as the clouds are cold.

Luo Yunxiao did not answer her words, nodded and turned away.

Instead of heading for the Gateway, however, it penetrated directly into the deserted Tianxian Mountains.

Mu Yan looked at the shadow of his departure and took out the celestial magic qin to play gently, which was kind of a delivery for the teacher's uncle.

In the Tianxuan Mountains, Luoyun stood in the mountains, through the layers of trees, staring at the young girl who was playing the violin alone for a long time.

In his ear, the kiss was crying, “Master, why are we leaving? I haven't kissed the beauty yet! I haven't slept with Beauty yet! I haven't taken advantage of the beauty yet! Why did we leave? ”

Luo Yunxiao's cold gaze passed.

The kiss was silent.

After a while, I was not afraid to die. I continued: “Oops, I almost forgot, Master, you haven't kissed your face, you haven't slept with your face, and you haven't taken advantage of your face... Kiss understands your sad mood, Kiss won't reveal your scars anymore...”

Bang--!

The kiss was thrown to the ground and flattened on one foot.

When he finally recovered, he discovered that his master had gone far.

“Ahhhh... Master, wait for me! ”

“Master, I tell you, you are so cold, so stinking, you will lose your beauty and mine! ”

Luo Yunxiao's footsteps slightly paused, staring at the sky, the corner of his mouth pulled a curve that resembled a mockery of silence.

What never belonged to him. How could he lose it?

In this day and day, there's never anything that really belongs to him.

Never... never!

= = =

Mu Yan turned around and told the people of Xiaoyunxiao that he had left.

As a result, Shiqing beat up a debt, “Oh, Yunxiao's gone! He just left. It's weird he hasn't left as a teacher! Oh my goodness, when are you going to give me some crystals for my teacher? ”