See Emperor Ming Jue's face gloomy can drip water to come, Mu Yan also gently shook with the hand“ Make complaints about what you feel like when you are tuckled by your students. Emperor Ming Jueyin sneered: "they are dead!" Leng Yumo and others, who had just said that they were excited, suddenly shivered. But mu Yan grabbed the man's sleeve, pulled him slightly and whispered in his ear, "but I just like you to be jealous for me. I like you the most in the world. " After her words, the earlobe of the man turned red with naked eyes. But that unique handsome face, also want to carry a cold appearance, let Mu Yan heart itch. I wish there were only two people now, who could make fun of her dear fiance. It's a pity that it's not the right time to have so many people and eyes. Mu Yan pulls di mingjue to Luo Yunxiao and looks up at him. "Little martial uncle, I don't know whether the nether world and the polar world are hostile, but in our eyes, you are just our little martial uncle, a member of our Xiaoyao gate. It's like the Emperor Ming Jue in my heart. It's just my fiance and the person I love. It has nothing to do with whether he is the emperor of the polar region or not. "“ So, little martial uncle, if you plan to leave because you are different from di mingjue, it's totally unnecessary. But if you want to leave, we will never stop you. "“ Xiaoyaomen is never your shackles, but when you feel tired, you can turn back home anytime and anywhere The sun fell in Luoyun Xiao's dark eyes, as if there was something broken inside and turned into a crystal streamer. The sight sweeps Mu Yan, cloud Ruohan, Qin wine... Everyone in Xiaoyao gate. In those eyes, there was no suspicion, no hesitation, no blame for concealing his identity, only full of trust and understanding of him as a close relative. Luo Yun lowered his eyes and clenched his hands into fists. You don't know what my real identity is? You don't know what kind of disaster it will bring to you if you are close to me. He moved his lips, trying to say a cold farewell, but when it came to his mouth, because of the dryness of his throat, a syllable was released. So many years, so many years! Xiaoyaomen is his only habitat. The only warmth and hope in his life is his kiss, his master, and the people in front of him. If, even they lost. If, even with Moyan standing in the same blue sky, looking at her from a distance, there is no qualification to keep her. What's left of his life? What is the reason why he is so hard to find those things and to live“ Little martial uncle, talk quickly! You just say you won't leave Xiuzhen mainland, OK“ Hum, it's OK for little martial uncle to leave. When we fly up, we can also find him. At that time, xiaoyaomen will still be reunited. " Luo Yunxiao can no longer control the surging emotions in her chest, and the damp heat seeping into her eyes, suddenly turns around“ Little martial uncle“ Don't make any noise Luo Yun said in a hoarse voice, "when one of you can come out alive from the real blood killing sword array, I will come to check. Now that the whole world knows that I'm from xiaoyaomen, you'd better not lose my face. " With that, without waiting for seven people to respond, the figure has disappeared in the sky like a meteor. Seven people is a Leng at first, then the joy jolted of smile opened flower.