Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

There are four distinct seasons on Qianluan Peak.

Mount Zhaomei is covered with snow and ice, and plum blossoms are in full bloom, but it is already autumn here.The leaves are blown yellow by the autumn wind, hanging on the treetops and crumbling, if there is a slightly stronger wind, they will lose the slightest nostalgia, leave the growing trunk, and return to the eternal soil.

Since three years ago, Qianluan Palace has never been angry again.

In the past, the young man practicing sword under the tree disappeared, the figure reading in the courtyard disappeared, and the young man who would still get up early to do morning exercises even though his body was too weak to practice could never be seen again.

He took away the vitality of the entire mountain, like a dead leaf falling to the ground, and said a farewell word of "never meet" to the big tree that raised him.

In three years, Yan Junqing has changed from a young boy to a handsome young man.

He knew a lot of things, he knew that Chu Muyun loved Mo Jiushao deeply, and he also knew that Mo Jiushao didn't love Chu Muyun so deeply. room for.

Because of a riot of anger, Chu Muyun paid the price of his life in exchange for Mo Jiushao's thousand years of peace, and at the same time completely captured this arrogant respect who never put anyone in his eyes.

The relationship between Yan Junqing and Mo Jiushao in the past three years has been alienated to the point where they are almost strangers.

He knew that Chu Muyun did it voluntarily, but he couldn't let it go.There is no way to face this man who 'indirectly' killed Chu Muyun.

As early as two years ago, he proposed to go down the mountain.

At that time, Mo Jiushao didn't even look at him, but just said this sentence: "He wants you to live well."

Yan Junqing froze there completely.

Mo Jiushao did not raise his head, but gently stroked the long hair of the young man in his arms, and said slowly, "In two years, as long as you completely suppress the fire, you can leave here."

Yan Junqing couldn't help but cast her eyes on the familiar face with her eyes closed, but she just glanced at it, and instantly felt the piercing pain.

He lowered his head and suppressed the trembling in his voice: "Okay."

Finally, the current Yan Junqing can leave Qianluan Peak.

Before leaving, he wanted to say goodbye to Mo Jiushao, and also wanted to take one last look at Chu Muyun.

Maybe we will say goodbye and never see each other again.But this young man who gave him warmth and woke him up from his nightmare will remain in the deepest part of his mind forever.

For several years on Qianluan Peak, Yan Junqing kowtowed to Mo Jiushao three times: "Thank you for your kindness in nurturing."

Mo Jiushao responded flatly.

Yan Junqing hesitated for a moment: "My lord..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Jiushao interrupted him: "I can't."

Yan Junqing's eyes darkened slightly: "I just want to take a look..."

Mo Jiushao: "It's getting late, he's resting."

Yan Junqing's heart hurts like a needle: "Your Majesty, Brother Yun has already..."

Mo Jiushao raised his head suddenly, his light-colored eyes turned into thick lead gray, and his voice was as cold as ice shards: "If you continue, I will make you never get out of Qianluan Peak!"

Yan Junqing suddenly stopped talking, his eyes were full of bitterness, but he really... really didn't dare to say any more.

Not fear, but impatience.

For three years, no one has come out from the shadow of that day.

Yan Junqing went down the mountain.

Mo Jiushao did not go back to the house, but sat quietly in the courtyard covered with dead leaves, lost in thought alone.

His face was very calm, so calm that it made people panic. He seemed to be thinking about something, but no one could know what he was thinking.

A gust of cold wind blew by, the treetops trembled, and a large number of leaves fell, some of which fell on his hair. The black hair was covered with golden leaves. The extremely sharp contrast made him look extremely lonely.

I don't know how long I sat there until a servant bowed and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the lazy Emperor is here to visit."

Mo Jiushao was obviously taken aback for a moment, then he stood up, dragging his light white robe to the ground, dragging a path among the large dead leaves.

The refurbished Qianluan Peak is even more beautiful than before.

Jun Mo stood in the hall, with silver hair and a silver robe. Looking from a distance, his back was like frost and snow, not even a speck of dust or popularity.

In a way, laziness and arrogance have something indescribably in common.

One of them doesn't care about anything, and the other doesn't care about anything.

The same cold heart, the same indifference to everything in the world.

But now...the two people are like ink on the rice paper, smudged, lost the perfection, but created another beautiful picture.

Mo Jiushao made a gesture of invitation to Jun Mo.

Jun Mo thanked him, and went straight to the point: "I can refine the Resurrection Pill for you."

Mo Jiushao suddenly narrowed his eyes: "The price."

Jun Mo looked at him: "A favor."

Mo Jiushao: "Tell me."

Jun Mo: "There is an ice spirit beast in Ling Xuan's place."

Mo Jiushao frowned slightly. He had also heard of ice spirit beasts. This is a very rare spirit beast. It is said that when it becomes an adult, it has extraordinary strength and will produce an extremely rare alchemy material.

Arrogantly asked: "Want ice liquid?"

Laziness replied: "Yes."

Mo Jiushao was very clear about the entanglement between anger and laziness: "So, Ling Xuan doesn't want that pill that can suppress the realm?"

Jun Mo: "Well, it's the little beast he picked up, and he seems to like it very much."

Mo Jiushao was so thoughtful, he immediately grasped the point: "What you want is an ice spirit beast."

Jun Mo: "Only I can make him produce the purest ice spirit liquid, and only extremely pure ice spirit liquid is useful."

Mo Jiushao didn't ask any more questions, because it touched some privacy further down, and Laziness would tell him about this because he really wanted something from him.

In the entire demon world, there are probably only a handful of people who want to take things away from anger.

Gluttony can be done, but no one wants to negotiate terms with him.

Arrogance can also be done. If it was the laziness before, maybe Jun Mo couldn't please him.

But it's a coincidence that... arrogance needs a resurrection pill.

Laziness doesn't want to refine this kind of elixir, because it goes against the sky, and it will definitely cause countless troubles after refining one.

He hated trouble, especially trouble that might surround him.

But... everything is nothing compared to that thing.

After a while, arrogantly said: "I see."

Laziness asked: "If you need anything, please contact me anytime."

"Yeah." Mo Jiushao said, "I'll look for you when I get it."

Lazy: "Wait for the good news."

Following Ling Xuan to leave, Chu Muyun remained very quiet.

Zero Baby asked in a low voice: "Who are we going to attack this time?"

Chu Muyun: "Who do you want to attack first?"

Zero: "I thought it was difficult to be angry, but now it seems that he is very interested in ice spirit beasts. Laziness seems to be robbing you too. As for jealousy... Is he going to be abused qaq?"

Chu Muyun: "Isn't abuse of scum something to be happy about?"

Zero: "I don't know, I always feel jealous and pitiful."

Chu Muyun: "To him, there are only four words I want to say."

Zero: "What?"

Chu Muyun: "Made makes a stick."

zero:"……"

Zero Baby didn't know who to attack, but of course Chu always knew.

This situation is very good, if you don't take the opportunity to catch up with the progress, you will be too sorry for yourself who worked so hard to act.

It wasn't until he got away from Zhaomei Mountain and walked into a dark and quiet jungle that the anger stopped.

Although Chu Muyun complained that he had penetrated into an ooc fan, in fact, he knew very well in his heart: this is the demon world, it is absolutely true; in front of him is his son who only knows how to fight, exactly.

But Ling Xuan is indeed abnormal, but if the reason is justified, this abnormality is not abnormal.

Chu Muyun has many conjectures, but now he needs to confirm.

Ling Xuan stared at the little beast in front of him without saying a word, just looking at it like this.

And Chu Muyun frowned slightly, his light blue eyes were filled with unconcealable disgust: "What the hell are you trying to do!"

Ling Xuan smiled: "Do you like Yan Chen?"

Chu Muyun replied without hesitation: "Of course!"

Ling Xuan: "Just because he took care of you for more than half a year?"

Chu Muyun: "I told you that you still can't understand. Uncle Yan Chen is very kind and treats me very well. It's beyond what you can imagine!"

Ling Xuan: "But he doesn't want you anymore."

Suddenly hitting the center of gravity, Chu Muyun's face turned pale.

Ling Xuan took his time and said: "He treats you well, why does he let you leave when he knows you want to stay in Zhaomei Mountain? He treats you well, why does he let you leave with me when he knows that I will bully you?"

Chu Muyun opened his mouth, but found that he had no way to refute.

Ling Xuan: "Look, this is what you think is 'good', but in my opinion, it's actually nothing more than that."

Hearing this, the little orc frowned: "You have no right to say that!"

Ling Xuan: "Am I not qualified? If I didn't kill that beast, you would have already become his food; if I didn't sharpen your spirit and perseverance, how could you withstand the infusion and pressure of the Wanling Stone?" nourish?"

When he said these words, the little orc was taken aback.

Just when Chu Muyun thought that this guy was going to brainwash this little ice spirit beast...

The angry Emperor, who never played cards according to common sense, stretched his waist, his red eyes suddenly brightened, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was like a heavy thunder.

"To be honest, your acting skills are really good."

Chu Muyun: "..."

Zero: ⊙0⊙

Ling Xuan stared at him, and said word by word: "Little Array Master, you are really interesting."

There was not even a single crack in the expression on Chu Muyun's face, he opened his light blue eyes, full of doubts and incomprehensions.

The angry emperor moved closer to him, and said in a low voice, "I almost believed it, but...you are Chu Muyun."

Chu Muyun was thinking whether Ling Xuan had really caught something, or whether he was just using words to hurt him.

But Ling Xuan couldn't wait: "Come on, let me show you your formation again."

After the words fell, the surrounding momentum expanded, and the entire space seemed to be compressed, and the huge coercion made the sky pale.

Chu Muyun: "Fuck, this is indeed anger, not bad at all."