Deng Yun was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Even if there is a golden wool dress, it will be dull in front of the girl."

Deng Yun looked at the girl in front of her and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what kind of purgatory she had experienced in the five years she left Shenxuan.

Only then did he temper a man who knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply in despair and became a warrior like steel!

Yan Nanji was screaming during Xuan Ji's meal, full of grief, and murmured to herself: "That golden wool clothes are so expensive... Can you sell them if you don't wear them..."

Leng Qingshuang's mouth twitched violently, and she wanted to take a knife to see what shameful things were placed under the Tianling Cover.

At this moment, Mu Chenhai looked at Chu Yue who refused the golden thong clothes, and then thought of Ye Xun'er who had to change into a golden thong clothes before walking onto the martial arts platform, his heart suddenly tightened.

Mu Chenhai sighed deeply...

It’s a pity that this girl did not come from the Mu Mansion in Beizhou. Otherwise, her father, who had been sealed for many years, would have shot her again.

My mother, who always accompanied her in the ancient temple in the green light, would also walk out from the depths of the crabapple.

Who dares to laugh at the various families in Beizhou for having no descendants in the Mu Mansion and no successors?

Mu Chenhai lowered his head lonely.

At this moment, the girl's voice suddenly rang: "General Mu."

Mu Chenhai suddenly looked at her, and saw the girl smiled at him, and then said, "The Mu Mansion in Beizhou has been loyal and strong for generations, and is a hero who defends the country and sacrifices his life for justice. He is admired by his younger generations."

Mu Chenhai's lips trembled and he looked at Chu Yue in complexity. For some reason, his heart was trembling and he felt like tears were filled with his eyes.

"Ling Tian's future lies in the young people. Miss Xiao Chu is talented and must have a bright future."

Mu Chenhai smiled and said, "If you have the chance in the future, I will take you to see the army of Mu Mansion in Beizhou."

"Happy for my juniors."

Chu Yue raised her beautiful cheeks and chuckled.

After saying that, Chu Yue looked at the man on the dragon throne, then turned around and walked towards Xuan Ji's table.

Ye Mohan gently held the little baby and looked at Chu Yue with a doting look, without saying much.

He had enough means and identity to let Chu Yue be in this world, but he also knew that Chu Yuezhi was not here.

Compared to the loneliness that is so cold that she is in high places, she is more willing to fight with her brothers and brothers in the form of conquest to find her way.

"Dad, mom is so amazing." Xiaobao said with a silence.

Ye Mohan pinched Xiaobao's face, "You must be proud of her."

Xiaobao nodded heavily: "Baby is always proud of his mother..." After a pause, Xiaobao smiled innocently: "I am also proud of my father."

Ye Mohan chuckled, gently scraped the tip of the little baby's nose with his long fingers, and his eyes looked like the moonlight, looking at the girl at the table.

The White Protector stood behind the throne, and looked at Ye Mohan with a complicated expression, just like the Protectors.

They actually had the ridiculous idea that his highness was responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, and Miss Ye was responsible for fighting all over the world.

But no matter what, after this battle, the Twelve Guardians had no prejudice against this future hostess of the Holy Land!

Such people can afford to be the last of the Holy Land!

But when Chu Yue returned to the table, Zhuge Hong and others rushed over, discussing Chu Yue's sword king's posture in a lingering manner.

Leng Qingshuang exclaimed: "Xiao Yue'er, you actually secretly became the Sword King with me on your back. It's a bit unfair, but it's really amazing."

Zhuge Hong said: "That sword of destruction is unforgettable. I have never seen such a sword style."

At this time, Yan Nanji asked weakly: "Little Junior Sister, can you chase after the golden thread clothes and give them to me?"

Chu Yue frowned and looked at Yan Nanji suspiciously, thinking about this guy's hobby of wearing a skirt...

It turns out that people cannot behave like appearance...
Chapter completed!