When Song Yu saw him, he was deeply relieved. At the same time, he put his index finger on his lips and made a "shush" to him, for fear that Yin feibai would be attracted by his cry.
It's a pity that xiaonaibao is timid but not small. She doesn't have her alertness at all. She just laughs and shows off: "ugly woman, I just met the ninth master mentioned by my father. He's as good-looking as your father. "
After hearing what he said, song Shiyu was a little stunned.
Although she was only surprised yesterday, she could see the face of the old man with Yin feibai clearly.
Take his appearance to compare with Song Yu, the difference is not ordinary far!
What's more, song Yucai was just over thirty years old, and the old man was looking at his armor. Can he compare it?
There are more and more doubts about the aesthetics of small milk bags.
He raised his hand and pinched his little face. He lowered his voice and said, "OK! Don't brag. I'll take you out of here first, or you'll suffer if rhubarb finds out later. "
As soon as her voice fell, a strange man's voice came not far away.
"Jing... Jing Chuan!"
In the Song Dynasty, when the rain heard, he looked up subconsciously.
At this, she was shocked.
It turns out that in addition to Muxian, there are really men who can match Song Yu's appearance.
Before she recovered, the man flashed in front of her and put her in his arms.
Although she is familiar with the cold feeling of ice, she can clearly distinguish that this embrace does not belong to Mu Qianxun, nor does it belong to Mu Xianzhi in her memory.
Just for a moment, she pushed him away with her hand, frowned and said: "handsome, reserved!"
Mu Jiuge obviously didn't expect that she would push him, and some of them were pushed back.
At the beginning, he was still a little confused. He stood opposite to song Shiyu and looked at her carefully. He found that although the woman in front of him was seven or eight points similar to Jing Chuan in his memory, it was obviously not Jing Chuan.
So he grabbed song Shiyu's arm with his hand and asked urgently, "who are you?"
His voice is very urgent, listening carefully, it seems to have a little trembling.
In Song Dynasty, Yu knew how to read the mind. From Mu Jiuge's eyes, she could see that he should be looking at another person through her.
This person is Jingchuan he blurted out when he first saw her!
Combined with what xiaonaibao said just now, she can be sure that the person standing in front of her now is the legendary "nine masters".
Out of courtesy, she gave her name as it was.
"My name is song Shiyu."
"Song..." Mu Jiuge's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something.
Before he could clear his mind, mu Qianxun came. Without saying a word, he snatched song Shiyu directly from him.
Mu Jiuge saw that he held the rain in his arms. He frowned and asked, "ah Xun, is she the daughter of Song Yu?"
In the Song Dynasty, it rained!
Song Yu in his mouth should be her father, right!
But no matter how she looked at the people in front of her, they were only in their early twenties.
Listening to a person in his early twenties call song Yuyi a child is like listening to Xiao Yunhan call song Yuyi a child. That feeling, how disharmonious, how disharmonious.
As for mu Qianxun, he did not intend to hide from Mu Jiuge. Who can't hide it at all!
"She's the Lord's daughter, that's right."
"No wonder! Then she is... "
Mu Jiuge wants to say, "then she is not the Fengling envoy."
Unfortunately, before he said "Fengling envoy", mu Qianxun had already stopped him.
"Shut up! Otherwise, I'll let someone chop your ebony coffin for firewood. "
The threat of the ebony coffin to Mu Jiuge is already big enough. In addition, mu Qianxun's words are full of strong warning. He can't shut up if he doesn't want to!