Chapter 128

The light and shadow in the corner were not very clear, and a layer of white mist curled up from the glass tea cup, so the man's appearance and face could not be well described.

However, it can still be seen that it was a young man of about 20.

He was tall and straight, leaning on his seat, with a casual and leisurely movement and a bit of pride.

But when I looked at it, it was a breath of strangers do not disturb.

When hearing that sentence, the young man's eyebrows moved and casually "Oh", and he didn't seem to care.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out his fingers and held the glass teacup in front of him.

From this perspective, you can see his white fingertips, like carefully carved jade, with smooth curves and beautiful radians.

Really elegant young master.

"Really!" the person next to him was about his good friend. He kept hitting him with his arm. His voice sounded very excited, "more like that girl Mu Zhi!"

"Chi." smelling the speech, the young man seemed to smile gently and didn't care, "what does she have to do with me?"

"What? Am I wrong?" the people around him patted him and asked with crossed legs, "isn't she your sister?"

The young man's voice was still smiling, but it was cold and penetrated into his bones: "the wind is late, do you owe it again?"

"What's the matter with me?" Feng Chi was startled and quickly hid away. "If you don't say it, don't say it. The monarch won't do it."

He moved further away. He said warily, "don't hit me. I can't beat you. Who doesn't know your reputation?"

Then he exclaimed, "that's my father's generation, and it's not necessarily your opponent."

Because he has a good relationship with Mu Ying, his brother, who grew up in a pair of trousers, has been scolded by his parents since childhood.

Every time I say, look at other people's shadow, and then look at you. Are you ashamed?

Shame!

Feng Chi said he didn't care about it. He had a thick skin and was not ashamed.

Anyway, Mu Ying is his good brother. Mu Ying is powerful, and he can follow him. It's good to be able to accept the worship of the little girls everywhere.

Mu Ying hooked her lips, picked her eyes, and said, "what are you doing so far away?"

"Come on, who doesn't know what's on your mind?" Feng Chi murmured, "you must be thinking about how to hang me up and fight."

When he was a teenager, he was abandoned to Mu's house by his father. He said he wanted to go out with his mother and didn't want him to disturb them.

As a result, he lived in dire straits that month.

Every day my nose is blue and my face is swollen... I was beaten by Mu Ying.

When his parents came back from sightseeing, he cried and ran back to Feng's house, and then maliciously sued Mu Ying. As a result, he died——

His father: "it's good to fight more. Xiaoying is really hard."

His mother: "husband, Xiaoying has taught our late son for so long. Should we go to Mu's house and thank him?"

His father always listens to his mother's words. As soon as they sum up, they carry some gifts and go to Mu's house in a rage.

At that time, the wind was confused and forced. He was put down before he could stretch out his hand.

Who is the real son!

Chi er... Chi Er, I don't know who gave him this name. It's blind to his face that little girls like.

Mu Ying's slender fingers turned the glass teacup, smiling rather than smiling, some ruffian: "I have a bad temper. I'll beat whoever provokes me."

Hearing this sentence, the wind withered completely and stopped talking.

No, every time he was beaten, he asked for it.

Although he had forgotten many things, he was deeply impressed by some of them.

Once, he put laxative in muying's habitual tea cup.

But unexpectedly, the boy saw it and gave him the cup of tea with laxative directly.

Later, Fengchi asked muying how he revealed his secret.

Muying was silent for a moment before he said, "you put too much, and there's still something at the bottom of the cup that hasn't melted."

Feng Chi: "

He may really be a fool.

On another occasion, Fengchi took advantage of muying's rest and secretly took his sword away, ready to dig herbs in the back mountain.

As a result, he was found by Mu Ying again before he made any action.

Then there was another beating.

Thanks to his good health, rough skin and thick flesh, he can keep alive after lying in bed for only two days.

Later, Feng Chi knew that Mu Ying regarded the sword more important than his life.

After being beaten several times, Feng Chi groaned with pain.

But Feng Chi always had a short memory, so he was beaten for a whole month.

"Isn't that I'm young and not sensible?" Feng Chi snorted, "what do you mean by holding a sword every day? Is the sword good-looking?"

Mu Ying glanced at him with a leisurely look: "it's better than you."

"Fart!" Feng Chi was so angry that he almost fainted. "Why is it better than me? I'm so popular with little girls. My family has a room full of letters they wrote to me."

"Really?" Mu Ying smiled at the corners of her lips. "Their eyes are really bad."

"Nonsense, obviously I'm charming... Eh, No." Feng Chi was so angry again that he didn't know what he thought, and his voice suddenly said, "aren't we talking about your sister? Why are we here?"

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden silence around him.

Feng Chi was stunned and looked at the people around him.

Mu Ying's deep eyebrows and eyes are a little light, but it doesn't hide its nobility and nobility.

His eyes are very beautiful Phoenix eyes, with long and narrow eyes and upturned eyes. He has a shallow streamer and is charming and elegant.

It seems that as long as you turn gently, you can hook away people's hearts and souls.

But in such a pair of eyes, at the moment, there is a forest of cold, like a towering iceberg.

Mu Ying smiled and said slowly, "I don't have a sister."

**

In the spirit talisman meeting, people on the first floor were still noisy.

They commented on the woman in purple. They didn't mean to lower their voice at all, but deliberately raised their voice.

"The little sister is really good-looking. Look at her figure. Tut... She's really hooked."

"Let me see. The female Fuwen master of Huaxu should be able to count one palm. Now there is another one. I don't know how strong she is."

"Hiss, I bet it's not very strong. It's estimated that it's a second level talisman at most."

"Hey, I'll bet she's a third level talisman."

"Bet! Bet!"

As soon as the sound came out, the Fuwen masters were excited and ready to put a bet on the spot.

Feng Chi listened and had some thoughts, but when he thought that he and muying couldn't attract too much attention, he had to suppress the idea of gambling.

Alas, it's a pity that he can gamble.

But listen, the bets made by those people are all ordinary things, which can't arouse his interest.

But... Feng Chi looked up at the counter again, and his doubts deepened.

Did he feel wrong?

Feng Chi scratched her head, but the girl really looks like Mu Ying.

Not only the eyebrows and eyes, but also the bearing of the whole body is very consistent.

Or maybe... All the good-looking people in the world are the same?

Feng Chi took another look at the Mu shadow hidden behind the smoke, and then had to admit that compared with his brothers, he... Was really a little ugly.

**

Jun Muqian had come to the counter at this time, and the female steward in charge of the first floor immediately welcomed him.

She smiled, dignified and elegant: "is this your first time?"

"Well." Jun Mu nodded, "for the first time."

There must be no such organization in the secular world.

After all, there are very few people who can become a talisman.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm the person in charge of the first floor every year." Wen Yan, the female steward didn't have many accidents. "The first floor is the place to receive the task. I don't know what level of Rune master the girl is? I can choose the right task for the girl."

As soon as this sentence came out, the noise around him suddenly fell silent.

Those Fuwen masters who have arranged the gambling have looked over, their eyes are burning, waiting for the answer of the woman in purple.

Feng Chi also became interested and straightened up.

The talent of shadow is so good. I'm afraid the girl who looks like him is not much different?

However, Jun Mu Qian seemed not to feel the eyes behind her. She looked indifferent and said calmly in her voice: "sorry, I'm not a Fushi yet."

“……”

He looked at her in amazement every year and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Those Fuwen masters were stunned there, as if they had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, a shrill cry broke the silence——

"Are you sick? You're not a talisman. What will you do when you come to lingfu? When this is your home?"

"Shit! I just bet a third grade medicinal material on the second level talisman, and it's gone!"

"No! I gave her a high look and bet that she was a third level spiritual master."

"It's easy. Who is this? Give me back the money."

For a time, the Fuwen masters who bet all crusaded in groups, and there were angry voices on the first floor.

The eyes of some fu masters want to tear the woman in purple.

"Poof -" Feng Chi spit out the water that hasn't been swallowed directly, and his stomach hurts with laughter. "Ouch shadow, did you hear that she's not a Fuwen master."

Mu Ying didn't speak. His face was still hidden in the curling smoke. The light hit his face and went out.

"You're too boring, aren't you?" Feng Chi didn't get an answer and was a little bored. "You said if you were like this, you might as well stay at home."

"I pulled you down, not to let you sit here and think about life, but to make you happy with me."

If Mu Ying's face wasn't too annoying, he really suspected that this guy was a stone!

"How happy?" Mu Ying finally responded to this sentence, but she was obviously absent-minded.

"Well, now," said Feng Chi, "just take a look at that girl. She really looks like you. I won't lie!"

If he didn't know that his good brother had no other sisters except Mu Zhi, he really thought Mu Ying had another sister.

"Boring." Mu Ying's voice was faint. He put down his glass as if to get up. "It's time to go."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, let me see the beauty for a while." Feng Chi hurriedly pressed him, and then muttered, "what a pity, how can such a good beauty look like you?"

"I was thinking of asking someone else's girl out for a drink later. As a result, I looked at her face and was afraid."

He was really shadowed by Mu Ying.

Mu Ying glanced at him and didn't say anything. She went on and agreed to stay here for another period of time.

"By the way, do you think the news of Yin-Yang stone milk is true?" when Feng Chi was bored, he began to talk to the people around him, "Hua Xu would have something that even our spirits haven't appeared?"

This time, when I came to Huaxu from Wanling continent, another thing was the yin-yang stone milk.

But obviously, the old folks in their family didn't think that yin-yang stone milk really appeared, so each family only sent their younger generation in this round.

The Feng family is him and the Mu family is the shadow. As for the Ye family, it seems that someone came down a long time ago, and he can't remember clearly.

However, whether the yin-yang stone milk is true or false, there will be a struggle.

They represent not an individual, but a family.

"Nothing." Mu Ying didn't know what he thought. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "There was no basis to investigate the birthplace of the congenital Lingyuan."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his windy head very comfortably. His eyes were kind: "read less of those books. If you read more, you will become mentally retarded."

"Mu, Ying!" hearing this sentence, Feng Chi gnashed his teeth and broke off his hand, "you are mentally retarded. Your whole family is mentally retarded!"

Unexpectedly, Mu Ying nodded and looked deeply convinced: "you're right. Our family is mentally retarded except me."

Feng Chi: "

So your parents, grandparents and grandparents are really good?

How could he forget that the boy was so rebellious that he knew how to run away from home when he was two years old.

While they were chatting, suddenly——

The sound of "bang" is the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The strength was so great that even the floor shook.

Caught off guard, Feng Chi was almost choked by tea again.

"Cough..." he put the glass teacup away with lingering fear, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"EH -" Feng Chi looked up, hurriedly bumped into the person next to him and kept looking, "what does that person want to do? He doesn't want to bully the girl?"

"Don't bother me." Mu Ying didn't answer at all. He bowed his head and gently stroked his fingers on the scabbard.

"OK!" Feng Chi snorted coldly, "wait, you must regret later."

He just has a feeling that the girl must have something to do with shadow.

Thinking, he looked forward again.

The sound just now was made by a big male talisman.

He kicked the table in front of him, then stood up and went straight to the woman in purple.

When others saw this move, they were stunned at first, then they couldn't help laughing, and the voice of conversation was lowered for a few minutes.

"I think the little sister is going to be miserable now. Why is she so miserable? She just met Jiang Hao."

"Isn't it? Jiang Hao is the most stingy guy. Just now, he also pressed a lot of things in the second level Fu master. Oh, all of them lost."

"Well, who makes him so arrogant on weekdays? It is estimated that at this moment, he has to do several level-4 tasks before he can come back?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Behind the sound of constant, some people ridicule, some people watch the play, some people look on coldly.

However, Jun Mu Qian didn't even lift her eyelids. She looked up at the female Steward: "I'm not a talisman, so I came here to ask how to become a talisman."

"Don't you have anything here for people to test?"

On the bulletin board outside the spirit talisman club just now, there was a sentence written: if you want to become a talisman, you can determine the initial level by the spirit talisman club after the soul power test of the spirit talisman club.

Talismans are much less than herbalists. The spirit talisman will gather all these talismans to give them a place to live.

More importantly, the rune club can also get a lot of benefits from it.

Holding all the Fuwen masters of Huaxu under his hand is really a huge force.

Jun Mu is shallow and slightly hooks his lips. He doesn't know who created this talisman. His idea is unique.

"Ah? Oh... Oh..." I came back to my senses every year and smiled reluctantly. "Look at my memory. It can be tested."

Jun Mu nodded: "then take it out."

She also wants to see how strong her soul is.

"Hiss." as soon as I turned around to find something for testing, someone laughed, "Hey, I said, what do you think of the talisman?"

"Who do you think you are? Look down on us?"

Jun Mu's head turned sideways and found that there was another person behind her right. The person looked at her with mocking eyes, and his eyes were also very contemptuous.

Her eyes were faint and didn't answer. She turned her head again and knocked on the counter with patience: "okay?"

"It's all right." he took it out every year and before he handed it over, his face changed and shouted, "Jiang Hao, what are you doing?!"

A digression

Another beautiful man appeared~

As for whether you and your Lord are relatives, cough, it's still a secret for the time being~

Life experience is complicated ~ so far

You can ~ think about the last book