The person who found Qingyun found Qingyun who did not know when it had been relocated.
His master Cheng Yuan and his brothers and sisters were all in Zhenwu Feng. They were all practicing, but they woke up because of the huge changes in the environment. They came out and saw Jing Ya walk into the courtyard with his arm.
"Little Master ..."
Nan Jin stepped forward, and his face was excited. He just shouted two words, hurriedly changed his mouth, showed a little restraint, shouted the sound of the gods.
The second teacher Yun Shu, the third sister Yi Ling, and the fourth brothers also came forward, and they all changed from a younger brother to the god.
To this day, Jun Wuxie has reached such a height, unifying the entire Qingzhou, standing on the top of Qingzhou. When they face him, they inevitably have some restraints, and they dare not shout the younger brother again.
"Jun Shen."
The real person in Chengyuan is the same, and he comes up and salutes him.
Jun Wuxie was very happy to see them in his heart, but now he can't be happy.
He can feel that whether he is Master or brother and sister, the relationship with him is not as close as before, and it seems to be separated from each other.
"What are you doing, this is Zhenwu Feng, in Zhen Wufeng, I am the youngest disciple of Master, and your youngest teacher! Before others, you call me monarchs, I am not opposed, but in your own home, why do you still pay?
Is it necessary to see this set? "
"This ... really okay?"
Nan Jin didn't know what to do. Thinking of his current identity, he trembled.
The master of Qingzhou in front of him is the god of respect in countless people.
They are afraid that their words and deeds are too casual, and they are a kind of disrespect and blasphemy.
"Jun Shen, your current identity is not comparable, how can we call it again."
Cheng Yuan acknowledged that he bent down and lowered his head slightly, and so did the rest.
"Master, is it your leader?" Jun Wuxie was speechless. No matter what he was now, his identity of Zhenwu Feng's disciple would never change, and the entire identity was still ahead.
"Master, if you insist on this, then I have to return to Zhen Wufeng in the future."
After speaking, he turned and left.
"Don't go!"
Yun Shu and Yi Ling stepped forward at the same time and grabbed his hand. Nan Jin and Han Ye hurried forward to grab his sleeves.
Under his gaze, his brothers and sisters, his lips opened, and took a long time before squeezing out the three words from his mouth from his mouth.
Although he was willing to restore the previous name, it was obviously unnatural.
"Jun ..."
Cheng Yuan's real person spoke, and as soon as he shouted a word, Jun Wuxie interrupted him: "Master, do you have to be so stubborn, you have to do this, believe it in front of my brothers and sisters, put you in the face of my brothers and sisters, and take you on the face of my brothers and sisters.
The beard is all out of light, letting you persevere! What does my status have to do with my disciple of Zhen Wufeng? "
"You kid ..."
Cheng Yuan's real nervous nerve was lax because of his beard.
He can feel that today's Jun Wuxie is still the previous monarch Wu Xie, and has not changed to them because of changes in status.
"Brother Four, I want to eat your dishes."
Jun Wuxie suddenly said with a smile to Han Ye.
The cold night stunned, and the cold face suddenly showed a smile, "Brother, do it!"
The atmosphere in the courtyard seems to be no different from the past.
They sat down at the front of the table, Yun Shu thought about it, and said, "Little Master, sister, my sister does not want to cultivate, my sister wants to enter the DPRK as an official."
"Sister Second, you want to help me worry about worrying, but you can't put all your energy on this. If the second sister wants to enter the DPRK as an official, you can control some important things.
Falling. I established this dynasty, the purpose is to gain strength to fight against the disaster faced in the future, so we must all become stronger! "
"My brother is not sensitive to political affairs, so I don’t know what can help the younger brother ..."
Nan Jin showed a bitter smile. Among them, Yun Shu was the most intellectual, suitable for managing North Korea.
"Brother, three sisters, four brothers, are you afraid of doing nothing? In the future, the dynasty will need a large number of punching troops. If you are willing, you will cultivate the source of the ninths in Qingyun."
"In this line, my brother can still do this, hahaha!"
Nan Jin's mood was comfortable, and he felt that he was finally a bit useful. If he was a idle person, he would inevitably feel that he was useless.
"Rest assured, just give us the source of training soldiers."
"Not only the source of the soldiers, but also in the future to absorb the excavation qualifications inside the dynasty, and train it. In the future, if the personnel need to be supervised, they will also choose high -quality talents from the Zongmen."
Nympho
Jun Wuxie and his master Cheng Yuan were real, and there were a lot of brothers and sisters. Speaking of the planning of many future functional departments in the future, informing them, a large number of people need a large number of people in the future. Qingyun is undoubtedly the cradle of cultivation of these talents.
In the future, Qingyun will be the national sect, and it will take this heavy responsibility.
The cold night made a full -table delicious dish. Chengyuan real people dug out an old wine that had been buried for hundreds of years, and the moment when she opened the mud, the wine arranged.
At this meal, everyone was very happy to eat. From the time near the dusk, it was eaten until the night.
When everyone returns to their own residence, Jun Wuxie and Jingya also move towards the small courtyard they live in.
Although no one lives for a long time, the courtyard is very clean. Only a few leaves of the leaves are still falling from the tree.
Obviously, after his brothers and sisters come back, they will come to clean every day.
The night was a bit dim, and the remnant moon had only one hanging teeth.
When he and Jingya entered the living room, when he was about to separate his home, Jing Ya suddenly turned and hugged him, and his strength was a little strong.
"Aunt Jing, what's wrong?"
Jun Wuxie gently lined her back. At this moment, he felt a feeling that she had never had before.
He couldn't say what it felt, but this feeling was very bad, making him feel a little uneasy.
"It's okay, Aunt Jing just drank some wine, and was a bit out of mind. You don’t want to laugh at Aunt Jing ~"
Jing Yatong opened him, tiptoe, his forehead was attached to his forehead, gently hesitated, and then pushed him away. "Okay, go to rest.
"
After speaking, he smiled elegantly, turned to your boudoir, and closed the door.
Jun Wuxie looked at his eyes, frowned slightly, and returned to his room.
He was lying on the bed, but he couldn't calm down.
"Since the return of Aunt Jing back to Qingyun City, the whole person's mood is too abnormal ..."
Jun Wuxie thought to himself, although she was trying to hide, but he still felt it.
Nympho
At the same time, Jingya's boudoir.
As soon as she came in, her expression became extremely dignified, and there was no tenderness in her eyes. The blue god shape appeared in the pupils, and the cold mang was so cool.
"How, think about it? You should know that you have no better choice."
Jingya's ears sounded a slightly hoarse sound.
"Who are you, do you want to attract me, what is the purpose?"
Jing Ya secretly questioned the sound with God.
"Well, who am I, you will know what you follow me when you see it. If you continue to stay in Zhenwu Feng, you will only put the person you care about most in the place where you ca n’t reconcile, I believe you are unwilling to see it.
It should be clear that if I want to kill him, it is as simple as pinching the ants. Although he is the goal of the Hunter Hall, I don't mind crushing him. "
"Dare!"
Jingya's whole person is full of cold killing. She wants to lock the sound source of the sound, but has not been successful.
"Do you want to try, I promise you that you can't even see his bones."
"Where are you, I come!"
Jingya dare not bet with mysterious voices. Once this kind of thing is lost, the consequence is the life of Jun Wuxie.
"I give you a guide, we will meet soon, hahaha!"
The voice was arrogant and smiled very freely.
Jingya's eyes were born and destroyed, and pointed out to leave some words to the desktop, but just stopped two strokes and stopped.
Immediately, the space around her began to distort, and the figure disappeared into the room.
The mystery hiding in the secret is very strong, she knows it, otherwise she will not make her unable to lock the sound source.
Such an opponent can only kill it and lift the crisis only if you go all out, and the ultimate sublimation.
She thought about staying with Jun Wuxie, but in that case, if the mysterious person shot, she could not protect him with her strength.
Faced with such an opponent, she couldn't do all the attacks. Even if Jun Wuxie had a strong defense field, but the duration was limited, and after the field disappeared, she could not stand the impact of such a surplus wave.