Mu Yang Qingya had a sexy and charming smile on her lips, picked up two glasses of wine, and walked towards the corner of the banquet hall.
"Ying Ya!"
Qin Keqing wanted to stop her, but in full view of everyone, it was hard to force her to pull her.
"Young Master, can you give you a drink?"
Mu Yang Qingya gracefully handed the wine glass to Jun Wuxie, her eyes as if they could discharge electricity.
With her sexy and beautiful facial features, it can be said that few people can resist such charm.
In the banquet hall, the scene was in a flash.
Every man's eyes are spitting fire.
Mu Yang is the most beautiful woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty!
In the entire capital, there are so many young heroes who want to kiss her but cannot. Even if they can get close to her, they feel that they are lucky enough to say a few words.
Now, she actually took the initiative to invite the young man in green to drink!
Mu Yang Qingya's actions made everyone present who admired and fantasized about her deeply feel frustrated.
Jealousy, anger and other emotions fill the heart.
"I'm sorry, I can't drink."
Jun Wuxie's voice echoed in the quiet banquet hall and was clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.
Did he refuse?
He dared to refuse?
In an instant, Mu Yang Qingya's admirers almost exploded!
Their goddess took the initiative to come forward to invite the rustic young man in green to drink. The other party should be flattered and be lucky in his three lives!
But that guy dared to refuse in public, so he would not give the goddess face!
Why?
What qualifications does he have?
Prince Murong Qi, one of the four major families, had even colder eyes.
As his prince, he is so noble in this capital, and he is also an elite disciple of the Dahe Sword Sect.
With such a dual identity, he wanted to invite Mu Yangqingya to have a drink, but the other party didn't appreciate it very much.
Now, a local bun, abandoning what he wants but cannot get!
"Young master, you have a pretty personality. You are the first person to reject me, Mu Yang and Qingya."
Mu Yang Qingya was very angry. It was the first time she invited a man, but she was rejected like this.
But she was unwilling to accept it.
She wanted to prove with facts that Ji Yinlan's eyes were nothing more than that. The person she liked would surrender in front of beauty.
"So, young master, can I sit here?"
Mu Yang Qingya seemed to be asking for permission, but when she spoke, she was already sitting opposite Jun Wuxie.
"I am not the organizer of Juxian Association. If you want to sit here, I naturally don't have the right not to let you sit. Please give me a try."
Jun Wuxie picked up a grape, carefully peeled off the skin, and fed it to Xiaoyueyao's mouth.
"Brother Wuxie, who is this sister?"
Xiao Yueyao looked at the beautiful sister who suddenly arrived curiously, and asked with her eyes flashing.
"My brother doesn't know her. Maybe he's tired of walking. He's going to be a passerby who's here to rest."
Everyone:...
Mu Yang Qingya:...
She began to get angry.
When did she be ignored by men like this? She is also a powerless and powerless casual cultivator.
Since I came here, the boy never looked at her directly, as if he thought she was air!
"Why did the young master refuse to leave people thousands of miles away? I don't seem to offend you. Why don't we talk about it? How about making friends?"
Mu Yang Qingya suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a smile.
As soon as these words were spoken, her admirer suddenly felt like he was penetrated by an arrow!
How could the arrogant goddess lower her posture so much? This made them feel extremely angry.
"Didn't you offend me?" Jun Wuxie looked at the male animals in the banquet hall who could eat people and said, "You made me the target of public criticism."
"It's not my fault to be beautiful. Isn't it because I'm too beautiful to make friends with others according to my own preferences? This is not fair to me."
"It's right to be beautiful." Jun Wuxie curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "But you are beautiful and you still think beautiful, but that's wrong."
"What does the young master mean? Qingya doesn't understand."
Jun Wuxie stared at her sexy and beautiful face and said, "You don't understand, it's because you like to pretend to be confused."
"Young Master, how could you misunderstand me like this?"
Jun Wuxie looked at her pretended posture and suddenly turned his face forward and said, "It seems that you are a person who likes to make trouble for yourself. Is your face too hot? You need to put a cold butt on it.
You cool down?"
"You are a casual cultivator, how dare you talk to me like this?"
Mu Yang Qingya finally couldn't control her anger and could no longer pretend.
This damn casual cultivator completely ignored her charm. She had a gun and a stick in every word, making her unable to use it. Now she was directly attacking her!
"What's wrong with the casual cultivator?" Jun Wuxie glanced at her sideways, and said while feeding Yueyao to eat grapes: "If you don't accept it, you can also be a casual cultivator."
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Mu Yang Qingya was so angry that she wanted to kill him.
She is a daughter of the Muyang family, and is a princess. With a strong family as a backing, how could she be a casual cultivator?
How did this hateful guy, how could the wandering cultivator say it from his mouth? It seems to have become a supreme glory and something worth showing off?
"Hmph, I don't know which small city it was from the local bun, and I brought a little beggar, and I haven't even eaten grapes?" Bu Yunfei sneered in the distance.
He lost all his face in front of Juxianzhuang. At this time, the casual cultivator offended the princess of the Muyang family again. The goddess in everyone's hearts was a good time to attack. How could he miss it?
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were full of contempt in the banquet hall.
"Brother Wuxie..." Xiao Yueyao saw everyone looking at her and her brother like this, and she was so aggrieved that tears were about to fall. She lowered her head and said, "Has Yueyao done something wrong..."
"Yueyao, you did nothing wrong. These grapes are for people to eat."
Jun Wuxie stroked Xiao Yueyao's head and comforted her gently.
"A casual cultivator, with a beggar, ran to Juxian Village to eat and drink, and didn't look at what this place was!"
Bu Yunfei sneered repeatedly. Anyway, Ji Yinlan has not come now, even if he comes, Mu Yang Qingya and Murong Qi who admires her will still stand.
"Brother, Yueyao will not eat it anymore, so they won't make things difficult for you..."
Xiao Yueyao's grievance tears fell down. She regretted that she was so greedy and caused trouble for her brother.
"Yueyao, don't be afraid." Jun Wuxie comforted her, then looked coldly at Bu Yunfei in the distance and said, "Come here!"
"Why, you want to do it?"
Bu Yunfei's eyes had a hint of cruelty.
He is not a waste from the innate realm like Yao Yan. He practiced in the Dahe Sword Sect and was an inner disciple. Now he has changed the Qi Condensation Realm!
Immediately, he walked towards Jun Wuxie strongly.
Qin Keqing couldn't help but sigh when he saw that things had evolved to this point.
She knew that Jun Wuxie's anger had been completely aroused.
This girl-protecting madman, once her sister is wronged, she will become like a madman.
"Boy, I'm already here. Do you want to hit me?"
Bu Yunfei provoked, and as long as the opponent dared to take action first, he would counterattack with thunder and destroy it. Even if Ji Yinlan came, he could be said to be a self-defense counterattack, with reasons and tenacity.
"Kneel down, apologize to my sister, and ask for her forgiveness."
Jun Wuxie stood up and looked at Bu Yunfei with fierce eyes.
"What did you say?"
Bu Yunfei was a little confused, and then laughed wildly, as if he had heard the ridiculousest words in the world.
This casual cultivator actually asked him to kneel down and apologize to the little beggar?
Hahaha!
Everyone burst into laughter in the entire banquet hall.
The powerless and powerful casual cultivator, without knowing that the world is high, actually made Bu Yunfei, the young master of the Bu family, one of the six major families in the capital, and an inner disciple of the Dahe Sword Sect, kneel down to apologize.