Yingyi stared at Xue Mu's face without saying a word. Xue Mu was calm and tasted tea leisurely.

After a long time, Yingyi asked seriously: "Does Mr. Xue know what his words mean?"

Xue Mu said indifferently: "Doesn't it mean... the end of the thousand-year dispute between you and me?"

Ying Yiqi said: "How can such an important thing be said so casually from your mouth?"

Xue Mu put down the teacup and said lightly: "Because I think this thousand-year struggle is simply foolish and should have stopped long ago. I really don't know how stupid the ancestors of the two sects should have turned this natural cooperation into a struggle, and it will last for a thousand years?"

Ying Yi pursed his lips and said for a while: "Mr. Xue said it lightly and could not change the essence of this matter. Mr. Xue is sure that he can represent Sister Ling?"

Xue Mu looked calm: "Yes."

Yingyi's expression was complicated: "Mr. Xue did not care about assassination, but what he thought was to resolve the Gange... I respected this. I would consider this matter. When it is appropriate, I will visit Master Xue and have an interview in person."

I don’t know if I believe this, but Xue Mu still believes that he is fully responsible for the Xingyue Sect, so he should make excuses to delay.

However, from his performance, we can see that Yingyi actually has the intention to end the dispute and cooperate with each other.

It’s enough to have this intention. I believe that for thousands of years, the ancestors of the two sects have considered this matter, but they are indeed involved in a large amount. The virtue of the demon sect guarding against each other cannot be easily reversed, resulting in the fact that they can’t cooperate.

Thinking of this, Xue Mu didn't insist and left his seat and stood up: "Then Xue was waiting for the good news."

"Mr. Xue stayed there... Haha... It was already noon. Mr. Xue and other people came to visit. The storm building didn't even invite lunch. It would be a joke if it was spread."

The specifications for seeing Xue Mu off were one hundred times higher than those for receiving his visit.

After invited a good banquet, the owner of Fengbo personally took him downstairs and went out, and personally escorted him back to Baihuayuan.

Meng Lan looked at the door, worried, and couldn't believe that her eyes were almost falling out when she saw this scene... Although the shadow wing black cloak covered her whole body at this moment and could not recognize her face, he did not deliberately hide his cultivation. Instead, he let the terrifying aura of the strong man in the world spread wildly, and nakedly showed that this was the owner of the Storm Tower.

He was assassinated just in the morning, and now he is escorting all the way home, and he is deliberately exuding his momentum to declare that you should not get close to you?

Yingyi’s statement is very simple: “Mr. Xue is here to visit me. If something happens, I will not want to take the blame for others.”

Having said that, he could see his respect and importance to Xue Mu.

"Young Master, sometimes I really doubt whether you are the immortal god in heaven..." After taking Xue Mu into the house, Meng Lan's expression was really the same as looking at the immortal: "What did you do?"

Xue Mu was a little tired at this moment, leaning softly on Meng Lan and whispered: "Xingyi saw the Huiyue God Stone in my hands, and he had no idea of ​​killing me at that time. He didn't dare to bear the result of a full-scale war with Xingyue Sect. It's not that I am very powerful."

"But...he respects..."

“People always have weaknesses.”

Meng Lan pouted and said, "I don't know what the young master has."

"Hey..." Xue Mu laughed and said, "I've been blowing too much, my cultivation is not even comparable to you."

"I believe that with the young master's talent and the resources of this sect, he will be able to become one of the strong soon."

"Even if that's the case, I have other weaknesses."

"What weakness?"

"I'm so lustful..." Xue Mu said, and hugged Meng Lan in his arms, putting his big hand in through her clothes and gently kneading it.

This world without hard bras is in the way, it's a good world...

Meng Lan blushed slightly. Not only did she not stop her, she adjusted her posture slightly to make it easier for him to touch. She said greasyly: "Young master doesn't look like a lustful person. She really wants to be lustful. Meng Lan has been swallowed up long ago without any bones left."

Xue Mu teased Cherry with his fingers and chuckled, "How can you look like a Qinxian in your tone?"

Meng Lan began to breathe a little and murmured: "In front of the young master... Meng Lan will always be a little maid."

So this is a really good world...

Even in this world where all beauties with fair skin, outstanding temperament and hot figures are gathered due to practice, Meng Lan's appearance is also first-class. Otherwise, if you want to be a fairy, no one will admit it! If you have this appearance in modern times, you will still be natural without makeup, which is guaranteed to attract the pursuit of the whole country and become the goddess-level figure with nostrils facing the sky. How can you whisper like this, treat yourself as a maid, and let you play with it lightly, and you feel very honored.

In such a fun world, you know how to practice hard every day, look down on the love of the world, and you only know how to fight against the will of heaven... Xue Mu really wants to ask whether you understand the true meaning of life...

Unconsciously, Meng Lan shrank in Xue Mu's arms, her clothes were lifted to her chest, and a pair of snow-white jade rabbits popped out, trembling trembling. Xue Mu played with her with one hand, and chuckled in her ear: "Has it been washed white?"

Meng Lan's eyes were blurred, her whole body turned slightly pink, and she said with a low breath: "I have washed it several times... I'll wait for the young master to come back."

Xue Mu felt aroused in his heart when he opened his mouth and licked her earlobe. Meng Lan instantly became tense and her breathing became heavier.

But at this moment, a scene suddenly appeared in Xue Mu's heart.

Yue Xiaochan stood on the window frame and looked back and chuckled: "I'm really interested in women's ear beads. You can have a close friend to your senior sister. Haven't you ever hooked up?"

This time it became a reality.

He sighed softly in his heart.

He said he didn't think about it and forgot his appearance, but he knew that he really could not forget the flute and was alone in the distant shadow. As she said, forgetting someone really takes a lifetime.

Meng Lan suppressed her breath and whispered: "Young Master has something to worry about?"

She had already become a concubine and served him wholeheartedly. At this time, she carefully paid attention to his reaction, just to know his preferences and fun, but accidentally found that he had left his mind. When Xue Mu thought of this, he felt a little apologized in his heart and whispered: "It's okay..."

Just as she was about to continue, a knock on the door came from the door. Meng Lan snorted a little distressedly. The good things about her and the young master were always hard to deal with. I don’t know how many times she failed halfway. This time she almost made a mistake and was interrupted again...

Xue Mu laughed, pulled her clothes back on her again, and said with his ears: "The future is long."

The door opened, but Zhuo Qingqing stood at the door a little crampedly. Obviously she knew the good things that were disturbing inside. She was quite embarrassed. When she saw Xue Mu, she lowered her eyebrows and said with a straight face: "It's not intentional disturbing the general manager... It's General Xiahou's visit."

Xiahou Di?

Xue Mu frowned, what are you doing at this time?

Although a lot of things happened this day and night, Xue Mu was not busy and confused. In fact, he signed an agreement with Liushemen just at the dinner last night. By the afternoon, it was only less than twenty hours at most.

No matter what, when a heavyweight like Xiahou Di comes to visit, you can't let someone wait outside. Xue Mu sighed, tidied up his clothes, turned around and lowered his head to kiss Meng Lan's face, and stepped out.

Meng Lan's face was red, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy. She felt that the young master had a love in the last kiss, which was a little different from the previous play. Although she was willing to let the young master play with it, this kind of love obviously made people happy. She also sorted out her appearance and followed her, and asked Zhuo Qingqing in a low voice: "What are Xiahou Di here to do again?"

Zhuo Qingqing looked at her with a bit of envy, jealousy and hatred. The dignified lord and ordinary disciples have become equal now, and she even wants to please Meng Lan. How can this make people feel balanced? It's just a normal person. But she didn't dare to show it at all, but answered very friendly: "I don't know, Xiahou Di's complexion looks very good. Asking the manager is very polite when he is not there, it shouldn't be a bad thing."

Xue Mu walked in front and turned in surprise when he heard this: "Was she asking me for the name? Not for the sect leader?"

"Yes." As the leader of the capital, Zhuo Qingqing knew a little about the things she had been trying on in the past two days. She still held up a word and didn't say it: In fact, in Xiahou Di's eyes, it would be more meaningful to find you than to find a sect leader...

Thinking of this, I remembered the Huiyue God Stone that had been given to Xue Mu. Zhuo Qingqing suddenly felt that Xingyue Sect would have a surname of Xue sooner or later... Uh, now also has a surname of Xue, but it is very likely that Xue Mu's Xue...

Should I also consider an advancement level? What is the meaning of keeping a broken capital branch?
Chapter completed!