As if he saw that Mu Feiliu was a little lonely, Mo Xuanyuan walked to Feiliu, and his palm was slightly afraid and patted Mu Feiliu's shoulder and chuckled, "Haha, what's wrong with Boy Feiliu? His strength has improved, and not only did he not see any happiness at all, but he looked sad. Tell me about the reason and I can't help him!"

His eyes glanced in the hall and finally returned to Mo Xuanyuan. Mu Feiliu said with a serious look on his face: "Thank you for your concern, Master Xuanyuan is not serious. Feiliu is just worried about his current situation."

After hearing what Mu Feiliu said, Mo Xuanyuan suddenly realized it. When he moved his mind, he thought about what Mu Feiliu was referring to. It must be a conflict in the cultivation room. After all, that matter involved the people from Gucheng. Although he finally came forward to resolve the problem, if the other party refused to give up, then this time it would be the best time to resolve the grudges.

As for him, there is nothing to worry about. With his strength, the people of Gucheng can't do anything to him. Besides, this is the home court of the younger generation of the three sects. If you really want to cause trouble, the younger generation of Jianmen will be the ones who are in the brunt of the Jianmen.

This incident started because of Mu Feiliu. Although he was not a real younger generation of Jianmen, if the people in Gucheng insisted on finding face, there were many ways, such as directly picking Mu Feiliu to fight.

At that time, things would be very embarrassing. If the Jianmen said that Mu Feiliu had not officially entered the Jianmen, then they would have reason to let the Jianmen leader Mu Feiliu go out. If the Jianmen insisted on protecting each other and said that Mu Feiliu was just a teacher-apprentice ceremony, then he would have to face the challenge.

As a result, it is reasonable for Mu Feiliu to be worried. When he figured out this, Mo Xuanyuan also frowned. This matter was really a bit tricky.

However, he didn't know that Mu Feiliu was actually not worried about this. Even if Gucheng provoked the Jianmen and asked him to go out to fight, he had nothing to be afraid of. When choosing an opponent, the opponent would at most choose an opponent with his strength. As both of them were sects, the opponent could not do too much.

What really made Mu Feiliu feel a little lonely is the unknown future. Whether the master will really leave him in the near future? Although he is not sure, the master himself denies his thoughts, the premonition is really too real.

"Okay, OK, Boy Feiliu, you don't have to worry too much. If the people in Gucheng really dare to do whatever they want, isn't your uncle Xuanyuan still there? If they really dare to do anything to you, your uncle Xuanyuan will beat him. Don't worry, even if they cause trouble, at most they will choose someone with the same strength as you. With your strength, will you be afraid? Uncle Xuanyuan doesn't believe it!"

"Now, you just follow your uncle Xuanyuan honestly and meet the young masters of the Jianmen Sect and have a good relationship with them. Although you will not be under my sect after you enter the Jianmen Sect, you are the one whom I, Mo Xuanyuan, brought into the Jianmen. Wherever you go, you, Xuanyuan, cannot let you be bullied casually. These little kids are very competitive."

As he said that, before Mu Feiliu could answer, Mo Xuanyuan pulled Mu Feiliu to the center of the crowd. Since Mu Feiliu walked into the hall, the noise that had never stopped has gradually decreased a lot at this moment. This was the first time they saw Uncle Xuanyuan, who had always been calm, dragged a disciple to them carelessly.

Mo Xuanyuan walked by himself, and he didn't care much about the strange gazes of these disciples, but Mu Feiliu was very embarrassed. He was stared at by a pair of eyes and was dragged by Uncle Xuanyuan in front of him. No matter how he looked, he was in a dilemma. He thought to himself that Uncle Xuanyuan was also for his own good, so Mu Feiliu had to bite his teeth and silently accept these strange gazes.

When he walked to the center of the crowd, Mo Xuanyuan stopped and Mu Feiliu also stabilized his body. Otherwise, he would have been so dragged by his uncle, and he would have been caught up in someone else's mind. The people next to him would have a good show, and he would have been teased.

Mo Xuanyuan looked at everyone present, then looked at Mu Feiliu, and then said calmly: "Okay, little boys, it's not a big deal to delay your time. Just introduce a newcomer to everyone, this one." As he said that, Mo Xuanyuan pointed casually.

The finger pointed accurately at Mu Feiliu. Mu Feiliu smiled awkwardly. Before Mo Xuanyuan asked him to introduce himself, he could naturally understand what Uncle Xuanyuan wanted to say next.

So Mu Feiliu then solemnly gave a junior gift to everyone. Even if the ones with the lowest seniority are all from their seniors, they are of their seniors. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with the kindness of the rituals. Many disciples of the Sword Sect nodded in praise and responded.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Feiliu looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect with a frank look on his face, and said with a little nervous voice: "Hello, senior brothers and sisters, everyone, thanks to Master Xuanyuan's attention, I have the honor to join the Sword Sect. We will be the same sect in the future. Here, my junior brother Mu Feiliu has met all senior brothers and sisters. Please give me some advice in the Sword Sect in the future."

Seeing that the time was almost right, Mo Xuanyuan stepped forward and patted Mu Feiliu on the shoulder, then faced the younger generation at Jianmen.

"Okay, after entering Jianmen, everyone is a family. I hope that you seniors can take the lead in setting a good example so that Feiliu can feel like a family in Jianmen, especially you masters. The reason why you came back before introducing everyone to you is afraid that you will have trouble with Feiliu if you have something to do!"

"Uncle Xuanyuan, what you said is wrong, why are we going to trouble Junior Brother Feiliu? He is still newcomer, how could we do that kind of thing?" A man who looked quite handsome in the crowd said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, Uncle Xuanyuan, it's a bit too much for you to say this. As a senior sister, how could I bear to bully such a cute junior brother!"

"Come on, Qingxuan, we believe others say this. You are a little unlucky. Brother Feiliu, be careful that your senior sister Qingxuan is not good at seeing her beautiful and black-bellied!"

"Ling Mo, shut up, you dare to say that to me. I don't beat you today and beg you for mercy!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the originally harmonious atmosphere quickly became subtle. Disharmonious screams and men's teasing came from the hall. Mu Feiliu expressed helplessness about this scene.

Ling Mo, who was chased there, did not forget to approach Mu Feiliu, and said with a wink, "Then, see, don't mess with this woman, otherwise you will get into trouble, just like I am now." After saying that, he had a bitter face and continued to run away in the hall.

"Junior Brother Feiliu, don't listen to him nonsense. Senior Sister is good. Now he is angry. If you want to be rude, no one can compare to him Ling Mo." A unique fragrance of a girl came to her face, and the woman's words as breath as orchid were also heard into Mu Feiliu's ears.

Mu Feiliu was stunned for a long time and thought to himself: The two of them should be a pair of mandarin ducks. Is it really good to use him as a shield like this?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!