Chapter 292: Men are fancy
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Loving the Most Handsome Man in the Capital
- 风雅
- 2241 characters
- 2021-03-02 05:10:01
Temple of the Holy Trinity
After accepting the welcoming ceremony of the tribe, the saint returned to her sanctuary to rest, and there was another person standing in her room at this time.
The saint had a white veil over her face and couldn’t see what her face looked like. She was lying on the bed halfway, looking at the patriarch standing beside her, saying, "You are too disappointing me, so stupid The painters joined forces to mess up our ancient people."
"But if we don't do this, where can we find Ningshen Jade? In order to get Ningshen Jade, what's the point of sacrificing some clan?" said the patriarch.
"Then did you get it?" the saint asked.
The patriarch's face was not very good-looking. He shook his head and said, "That man is too cunning. As long as the ghost skins were all exposed, he ran around with things."
"So, did you lose your wife and break the soldiers?" the Saint said displeasedly.
"..." The patriarch lowered his head and said nothing.
"Stupid" The lady raised her hand and waved, and the patriarch was shocked. She got off the bed and walked directly to the patriarch who had not climbed up from the ground.
"So, what did you do during this time when I was away? Is Mu Yun dead?" the Saint asked.
The patriarch shook his head, and the saint immediately took a slap shot, but stopped at a critical moment.
She returned to the bed angrily, lying on one side with her hand on her face and looking at the patriarch lying on the ground, saying, "Where did the man with the skin go?"
"According to the news, I am afraid that I have already gone to the direction of Wangcheng." The patriarch said, looking up.
"Wangcheng? What is he going to Wangcheng? Is it possible that he wants to turn the people on the other side of the castle into ghosts?" The saint sneered.
"His master seems to belong to which school in the Wangcheng." said the patriarch.
"It's not easy to be able to worship the master over the king's city. This person is not simple. What are you waiting for? Go quickly to chase." The lady immediately got out of the bed, shook her face and changed her clothes, and hurried out .
The patriarch quickly got up from the ground and shouted, "What about Xiaokang?"
"Relax, let him stay in the stone cave, wait for us to kill Mu Yun, take Ning Shenyu in hand and come back to rescue him."
After the two left, someone sneaked away from the corner, took out their mobile phones and pulled out a number after going out, "Yuan Ge, the patriarch and the saint left, saying they were going to chase the painter in Wangcheng, they Want to get the sacred jade on the hands of the painter."
After Yuan Ge hung up, she put away her phone
Turning around and going into the house, Mu Yun saw when he was standing behind him.
"Mu Shao." Yuan Ge said unchanged.
Mu Yun leaned his arms against the door frame and looked at Yuan Ge and asked, "Why hasn't A Feng always seen people lately? Is he hiding something from me? He didn't go to bed with me before, so he had a mouthful of a daughter-in-law every day. ; Now that I get it, I don’t see the figure. What does he mean? Just eat the meat once and get tired? Alas, men are easy to spend!"
Yuan Ge shame: "...... Mu Shao, you think too much." The master likes you too late, how could it be greasy, how could it be bothersome...
"You can't blame me for thinking too much. You see it's too coincident at this time. I used to sleep with me every night before. It seems that for two days, no one can see." If you didn't intend to let go of Yuan Ge, you must force something out of Yuan Ge's mouth.
"Master, he has something to do, just be busy," Yuan Ge said with his head down.
"Don't lower your head to me, raise your head and look at my eyes again," Mu Yun said.
Yuan Ge had no choice but to raise his head to look at Mu Yun, and said again: "Master, he has something to do, just be busy."
"I really don't think I can hear the lies? I have known him for so long. I know what he is like. Tell me, what's wrong with him?" Mu Yun continued to ask.
Yuan Ge also wanted to block Mu Yun with that sentence, so he heard Mu Yun say, "Don't lie to me again."
Yuan Ge pursed her lips, and said for a long time: "The Master is also afraid that you are worried. He... has something to do with his body, that is, he started after you shared the room..."
"What's the situation?" Mu Yun asked immediately.
"The next night when you were in the same room, the master suddenly came out of your room in the middle of the night and ran to the practice room. At that time, I was outside at the vigil. When I heard the movement, I went to look at the situation. Virtual and real, as if disappearing at any moment."
"What are you talking about? He is the prelude to the soul."
Yuan Ge nodded, "This is the case, the master refuses to tell you."
Mu Yun suddenly remembered that the old man once said that if they do not come to cultivate the realm, Luo Feng's body will also have problems. Is this what it is?
Could it be that the old man had long known that there was a solidified jade in the cultivation realm.
wrong?
The body of colorful glazed beads cannot be so weak.
Or did he say that the man made hands and feet on the colorful glass beads?
Azusa!
At this time, Mu Yun suddenly thought of the crystal beads, and quickly took it out of the space ring, and then asked Yuan Ge: "Where is Afeng?"
"He is staying in a cave now, where there is enough aura to keep him stable in a short time, and my main task during this time is to find Ningshenyu." Yuan Ge said.
However, Mu Yun felt that things were too coincidental. After Miaomiao made the guess of ghost painting skin, they discovered the great secrets of the ancient clan and a painter who possessed Ning Shenyu. At the same time, Luo Feng's body also had problems. , Just need this solidified jade to stabilize the body.
How does it feel like there is a hand controlling all this?
Or was he thinking too much?
"Did you find the person who painted the skin?" Mu Yun asked
"The phone I just answered was about this matter. The saint was out of customs. The first thing was to find Ningshenyu. In order to save Pei Kang, she and the patriarch had already left the ancient tribe and went to the Wangcheng because the skin painter I also went to this place, and his master was in a martial art in Wangcheng. As for whether he was a martial art or a small martial art, it was not known, but anyway, that person could worship the martial art in Wangcheng.
"Take me to find A Feng."
Mu Yun didn't expect that Luo Feng was looking for a place where the aura was so abundant. Sure enough, it was the realm of cultivation, and the aura was not ordinary.
"Yunyun, why are you here?" At this point, Luo Feng felt a little transparent, and the situation was not very good.
Luo Feng glanced at Yuan Ge coldly, but he saw Mu Yun walked over with crystal beads and hung on Luo Feng's neck. "What you don't get is always good. Don't cherish it when you get it."
Luo Feng looked at Mu Yun with question marks and asked, "Yun Yun, what do you mean? Listens weird."
"I don't think you have a lot of effort in bed. I don't want to go to bed with you again in the future. I still try to find someone else."
As soon as Mu Yun's voice fell, Luo Feng stood up sharply and said with a red face: "Mu Yun, you are looking for death! Believe it or not, I abolished your cultivation practice and imprisoned you."
"Why don't you tell me that you are like this ghost?" Mu Yun said angrily.
Luo Feng froze for a moment, realizing that Mu Yun had just been angry, and he said: "I was planning to find Ningshenyu to recover and it would be fine. Letting you know only worried you."
"You fart. Someone told me before you came here. If you don't come here, you will have problems with your body. I've been mentally prepared for it. As a result, you is hiding from me."
"Bah bah yeah I must live a long time." Luo Feng said dissatisfied.
"Looking at me later, I will curse you like this, anyway, you don't value me, then I'm too lazy to take care of you, we all have their own ways." Mu Yun said angrily.
"Okay, okay, this time it's my fault, and I won't do it again next time." In fact, Luo Feng didn't think there was any problem. He believed that he would definitely get Ningshenyu.
But now when he sees Mu Yun like this, he understands that some things you don’t say don’t mean that Mu Yun can’t see it. Mu Yun can’t tell if he sees it, which is a kind of torment for Mu Yun.
Of course he didn't want to see Mu Yun tortured, and he decided in his heart that there would be things in the future and would not hide Mu Yun anymore.
"Now Yuan Ge has received the news that the person holding Ning Shen Yu went to the Wangcheng, which is a place in the cultivation realm. At the same time, the saint and the patriarch who had just left the border are also playing the idea of Ning Shen Yu, so we have to immediately Depart for Wangcheng and get things before them," Mu Yun said.
"Speaking of something, I have to make it clear to Mu Shao." Yuan Ge said.
"What's the matter?" Mu Yun asked.
"I heard the old man say that the saint seems to have a very strong hostility towards your father. When you go to Wangcheng this day, you have to be careful." Yuan Ge said.
"Oh, I see."
Mu Yun did not delay them. After leaving the stone cave where Luo Feng was staying that day, they went back to the villa to clean up, and a few people got up and left. This time they added a Pei Rong.
Before leaving, Mu Yun went to say goodbye to his parents, and explained the reason why they went to Wangcheng, and then left under the instructions of Mu Tianwei and Lu Min.
It is convenient to have a car. Two days later, they came to the Wangcheng. They had just arrived at the station, and the saint and the patriarch got the news.
"Why did they also follow the shadows?" As soon as the Holy Girl heard Mu Yun they were coming, she suddenly didn't have a good air.
And she was holding a photo of Mu Yun standing at the station.
It is not clear why they came here, but Ningshenyu is a treasure left in the ancient times, it is not ruled out that they also came to Ningshenyu.
"This man is actually there." The Saint said staring at Luo Feng in the photo.
"He is the devil you counted, exactly the same as the person in your portrait," the patriarch said.
A patriarch who thought about the picture didn't notice that when he talked about the demon, the saint's mouth sneered at him.
Whatever demons are... made up.
She stared closely at Luo Feng in the photo and said, "I want his life."
"I'll find a way to kill him." The patriarch thought that the saint was killing him because Luo Feng was a demon, but he didn't know the reason was another.
"By the way, haven't you got a picture of the skin painter yet? I have to know what he looks like, otherwise if I met him on the road, wouldn't I miss it?" The saint looked at the patriarch coldly.
The patriarch bowed his head and respectfully said: "When I came, I forgot to print a copy. Don't worry, the saint. I'm already looking for a friend here to help. The photos should be available soon.
The lady nodded and lay down again.
At night, the patriarch finally brought a photo to the saint.
When seeing who the person in the photo was, the saint who was skincare accidentally knocked over a bottle of skincare product with her finger, and looked at the person in the photo with an inscrutable expression: "How could it be him"
"The saint knows him?" The patriarch wondered, hadn't the saint been closed for twenty years? How is it possible to know people from outside?
"It looks very similar to the people I knew before." The lady quickly calmed down and said.
The patriarch did not think much, but just nodded, "I already have clues, and I can see people in the past two days without accident."
"Then find this person first, and Luo Feng will put it aside first." The middle-aged man said in staring at the photo.
The patriarch is very strange. I don’t understand why the saint has such a great interest in this man. She hasn’t seen anyone in the past 20 years. How could she hate someone so suddenly?
Although the Saint had just explained it, the patriarch still felt a little strange.