Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Wan Muyan still has an impression of this domineering and bullying man.

She frowned and stared at those three words, and she didn't recover for a long time.

At this moment, Mu Xuecheng spoke.

"This Huo Fengtian is nothing, the most frightening thing is Huo Chengfeng, the little disciple of Huolimen Xiaochunfeng."

Mu Xuecheng closed his eyes, trying to recall everything related to this name.

"Yao Ling, Huang Si, the most difficult thing to deal with this man is the three-flavored real fire herbal medicine he learned from his master."

"Although he is only Huang Si, with the blessing of his master, Xiao Chunfeng, he is now able to develop a pill that enhances the fire attribute, and in this team, there is also a fire attribute genius, Huo Moxie."

"If my guess is correct, the two should cooperate."

"Huo Moxie's fire attack, coupled with the herbal medicine of fire and wind, is really hard for us to stop."

Mu Yan nodded slightly.

"But compared to these, the most troublesome thing is that they like to play dirty tricks. At that time, we will see the outcome on the court and try not to fight with them personally."

Mu Xuecheng added.

After analyzing the participating teams, everyone dragged their tired bodies and returned to their nests.

Wan Muyan stood up, looked at the parchment on the table, and stared at the words Huolimen for a long time.

It wasn't long before she raised her hand and stretched herself.

And at this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

Wan Muyan turned around and looked at the back of the door with some doubts.

Maybe Mu Xuecheng and the others still have some questions to tell themselves.

Thinking this way, she came to the door, and as soon as she opened it, she almost closed it subconsciously again.

"Little smoke."

Ling Shaoqing was tall and slender, with a bright smile on her fair face, wearing black clothes with red cuffs and a seductive red lotus embroidered on her chest.

But his face was handsome and clean, and his eyes were clear and moving.

Just a spotless child.

Mu Yan couldn't help thinking this way.

"I'm here to bring you something again."

The folding fan on Ling Shaoqing's waist swayed with his slight forward movement, his eyes were full of temptation, and his smile was full of flattery.

Wan Muyan pressed the wooden door, poked her head out, and looked along the corridor for a while.

She walked out quickly and closed the door behind her.

Wan Muyan raised her hand and pointed upwards, Ling Shaoqing understood.

The night was dark and the moon was bright, little lights lit up in the city, and two black shadows jumped onto the roof.

Ling Shaoqing stood on the tiles, and when she was carrying her back, she stretched out in front of Wan Muyan.

"Here is the golden silk armor for you."

He said.

Wan Muyan blinked, and then began to look at the gold silk armor in his hand.

"Among the five teams participating in this competition, some of them will leave the door."

Wan Muyan raised her eyes, looking at the man under the moon with some surprise.

"How do you..."

"You have to be careful about Huolimen, the people inside are not easy to deal with."

Wan Muyan nodded, and then said: "But you don't need to spend so much trouble."

"It's not troublesome." Ling Shaoqing smiled, her eyes were full of gentleness.

It was a little different from his usual laughing appearance.

It seems to be a little serious.

"I specially prepared this golden silk armor for you. It can resist strong fire-type attacks and has fire-free properties. You should make good use of it."

"It's really, a little expensive."

Mu Yan didn't intend to accept it.

Ling Shaoqing helped her again and again, which made her feel a little guilty.