Destiny Reborn

Mu Xuyan looked at the person, and found that the other person was also handsome, gentle and polite. For a while, he looked familiar for some reason, and he didn't know him at the moment.

Feeling disgusted, he nodded to the person: "Then excuse me." He also cupped his fists in return: "Go and put your luggage first.

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"Okay." The man smiled, not like a warrior.

Now, Mu Xuyan is even more strange, the more he looks at it, the more familiar he looks.After sizing up the man without a trace, Mu Xuyan withdrew his gaze and was about to go upstairs.

Before he took two steps, a delicate voice suddenly called out: "Wait a minute!"

Mu Xuyan didn't even look back, and walked forward.

"Hey! Miss Ben is talking about you!" Suddenly, a sound of pia-- came from behind.

The woman seemed to be annoyed by Mu Xuyan's neglectful attitude, she grabbed the long whip in her hand and threw it on the ground fiercely.

As I said before, Mu Xuyan's temper is not good. If people bully him like this, it would be abnormal for him not to respond.Turning around, he looked at the group of people in front of him blankly.

The woman who threw the whip was pretty, but her arrogance and arrogance made her pretty face more than a discount.Standing next to her was a young man who was dressed as a chivalrous man to play a folding fan. He was 27 or [-] years old, and he was handsome, but his arrogance was also annoying.Seeing how Mu Xuyan turned around, the man curled his lips boredly, looking at his back, he thought he was a good guy.There are several people behind the two, they should be brothers from the same sect.

"I don't know what's the matter with the girl?" Mu Xuyan remained expressionless the whole time. He has never been interested in such impolite women.

interest.

"My lady wants you to give up the room you just booked!" The woman flicked her long whip, obviously threatening.

It turned out that Mu Xuyan had booked a room first, and this group of people came in later, also wanting to book a room.Generally speaking, like this martial arts conference, the rooms in the inn are booked early, and the current martial arts leader will arrange accommodation for various sects to watch the excitement, or some samurai have also arrived a few days ago to book a room , so now the people who book the room are either new rookies like Mu Xuyan who have just arrived, or the second generation of Quan, who thinks highly of himself and has no one else, is coming out to have fun.

Obviously, the group of people who troubled Mu Xuyan belonged to the latter.

However, the martial arts conference was so lively that there were not many rooms left. After Mu Xuyan booked two rooms, there were only two rooms left in this upper room.

According to the number of people on the other side, even if there are two people in one room, three rooms are needed.

"Junior Junior Sister." A man standing behind stood up and pulled Fang Yu's sleeve: "It's okay that this room is not enough now, let's go back." Their residence has been arranged by the lord long ago, but Junior Junior Sister When she wanted to come out, the master who always doted on the little junior sister shook his head and followed her.

"I don't want it! Senior Brother Ye, don't stop me!" The young lady's temper came up, and Fang Yu was stubborn, especially when the young man on the opposite side looked at her mockingly!

"Stinky boy! Will you let me go!"

"That's right." The young man who discounted the folding fan smiled, and his tone was quite contemptuous. The crime of disappointing him is very serious: "Little brother, we only need you to give up one room." Even so, the young man But it looks like I am giving you alms.Mu Xuyan glanced at a few people indifferently, and slowly uttered two words: "No." The look in his eyes became darker and darker.like

As for who is spoiled, who is better than Mu Xuyan?

Nagging Little Theater

Chu Ge, who had been missing for a while, looked at this scene and glanced: "Hey, Ah Yan, this is dragging the show."

Mu Xuyan nodded, expressionless but a little horrified: "It's really dragging the show. There was no such thing as a brother and sister at all! Where's my father?! When will he appear on stage!"

The author spread his hands, looked up at the sky, and then patted the table: "Do you know that the situation is urgent now! Your father's appearance means an emotional scene! Do you think little hands are so easy to pull! Go back to filming obediently!"