An Chang Shang Xiao

"Meng Po," Wu An saw that Meng Po was stunned suddenly, and waved his hand in front of him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah...it's okay," Granny Meng returned to God, "Maybe it's because I'm used to being in the underworld, and I always feel like I'm being watched."

"It's really okay," Wu Anchang gave an explanation that he thought was reasonable, "After staying with the pervert for a long time, the nerves will be somewhat abnormal."

After finishing speaking, he nodded as it should.

"..."

At this moment, two figures stepped not far away.

It was Pavilion Master Yan and Pavilion Master Zhao.

I heard Pavilion Master Yan's shout from all the way: "Mu Xiao! Your courage is really getting bigger and bigger!"

Just shouting seemed not enough, he pointed at Mu Xiao and lit it up and down.

Seeing the distraught look of Pavilion Master Yan, Wu Anchang stood in front of Mu Xiao before Mu Xiao was called out to respond.

"Little Xiao Xiao," he said softly, "Don't worry, he won't bully you."

"..." Mu Xiao paused, "Am I so easy to bully?"

"No," Wu Anchang giggled twice, "Xiao Xiaoxiao is the strongest."

Pavilion Master Zhao, who had been following Pavilion Master Yan, couldn't bear it anymore, and quickened his pace to catch up to Master Yan.

Pavilion Master Zhao thought of an unfeasible solution in an instant, he stepped forward and hugged Pavilion Master Yan, and said loudly: "Stop!"

"Get rid of me!" Pavilion Master Yan threw Pavilion Master Zhao aside at once, "This kid just needs to be dealt with!"

With a lot of strength in this swing, Pavilion Master Zhao sat down directly on the ground.

Knowing that it is impossible to stop Pavilion Master Yan, Pavilion Master Zhao endured the pain from his back and continued to stimulate him with his voice: "If Tianzun finds out that you and Xiao Mu have a private quarrel, I'm afraid none of you will get well, right? "

"...!" Pavilion Master Yan was willing to calm down slowly.

Xu Geng, he said slowly: "You... can you still get up?"

"Ah..." Pavilion Master Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Wait a while..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.

"I just lost my strength, and it's strange to get up." Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Pavilion Master Yan bent down and pulled Pavilion Master Zhao up abruptly, "Don't complain."

Pavilion Master Zhao was overjoyed: "You will be fine if you don't wrong Xiao Mu."

Wu Anchang looked at all this and said unconsciously: "This person is not only irritable, but also a double-faced person?"

"I don't know." Mu Xiao stepped forward and stood side by side with him, "It doesn't look like a good person, but the one who got dumped looks kind."

"Well," Wu Anchang nodded, "Second."

Even if it was because of Tianzun that he couldn't compete with Mu Xiao, his mood eased, but Pavilion Master Yan's momentum did not decrease much.

He went straight to Mu Xiao, and saw Wu Anchang and Meng Po, two people in "extraordinary costumes" standing beside Mu Xiao.

One man wears women's clothes, and the other... I'm afraid he can't wear clothes.

He paused, pointed at Wu Anchang and Meng Po and asked, "Are you..."

Before coming here, Wu Anchang had already made the settings for them: "Wu Anchang, next to me is...Meng Xiaoli! We are all newcomers to the heavenly realm, and we were sent to assist Xiao Xiao...ah, Pavilion Master Mu."

Granny Meng looked at him, and the kindness in her eyes instantly turned into glaring: "...?!"

Before Pavilion Master Yan could respond, Wu Anchang suddenly wanted to take this opportunity to tease Mu Xiao.

He turned his head and looked at Mu Xiao with a smile: "Do you think so?"

"Master Angel."

The nickname was picked up quickly, and Mu Xiao realized that he was calling himself, and his heart trembled slightly.

"You..." In order to make the relationship more realistic, Mu Xiao bit his head and nodded, "Mm, yes."

Hei Wuchang and Po Meng almost gave the two of them a blind eye.

"This old man," Wu Anchang smiled with satisfaction, so he turned his head, "We have finished introducing, should you also declare your family name?"

"Let me tell," Pavilion Master Zhao was afraid that he would frighten the newcomer with his outrageous words, so he suddenly stood in front of Pavilion Master Yan, "I am the Pavilion Master of Shefeng Pavilion, and my surname is Zhao. He is the Pavilion Master of Yanmen Pavilion. My surname is Yan, my temper has always been like this, just get used to it."

"Oh——" Wu Anchang deliberately lengthened the ending, "Hello Pavilion Master Zhao."

Pavilion Master Zhao nodded slightly.

"Hello, Pavilion Master Yan, who has a very bad temper."

"..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mu Xiao immediately said, "Pavilion Master Yan, the newcomers are not very sensible, so you should take it easy."

"Pavilion Master Mu," Pavilion Master Yan looked around his collar, and pretended to smile evilly, "...Congratulations, you have an extra little follower, and you can pick up a servant who can meet everyone without leaving home. It's really your luck that you don't want to take the job."

Mu Xiao immediately understood what he meant by "a job no one wants to take".

Whether it's speech or behavior or anything else, Mu Xiao can tell that this Pavilion Master Yan doesn't get along very well with him.

That being the case, there is no need for me to be hypocritical and respectful.

"Pavilion Master Yan, if you want to embarrass me, you can do it more clearly. This task may be a burden for you," Mu Xiao glared at him, "but now I can't wait to come here directly for this task!"

Pavilion Master Yan was startled.

Seeing Mu Xiao's expression that he was about to knock himself to the ground in the next second, and his mighty speech, Pavilion Master Yan didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

"Xiao Mu..." Pavilion Master Zhao frowned and said, "Jumping off the cliff is no joke."

"Pavilion Master Zhao, don't worry," Mu Xiao paused for a moment, although he was not very clear about Tianyun Cliff, but his momentum remained undiminished.

He turned his head and continued to say to Master Yan: "A coward like you, what right do you have to laugh at me?"

"How dare you...!" Pavilion Master Yan looked at Mu Xiao with trembling pupils.

"Why don't I dare?" The corner of Mu Xiao's mouth curled slightly, "I still dare to take my little follower along with me."

As he spoke, he gave Wu Anchang a look.

Pavilion Master Yan was so angry that he laughed a little: "Okay...Okay! If you have the ability, you can catch the Demon Lord and let me meet him!"

After speaking, he turned his head and ran away, fearing that he would cause trouble again, Pavilion Master Zhao followed like an old lady.

As soon as the two pavilion masters left, only Mu Xiao and Po Meng remained around Wu Anchang.

What Mu Xiao said just now really scared him. From the very beginning to now, although it is not long, Wu Anchang seems to be seeing Mu Xiao angry for the first time.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang tentatively said, "Can I think you were protecting me just now?"

"Yes," Mu Xiao replied quickly, "Of course I have to protect my little follower."

A sentence that was clearly very possessive, but under Mu Xiao Qingning's calm voice said something that should be taken for granted.

"..." Wu Anchang reacted for a while, then suddenly chuckled, "Then... can I call you 'Master Angel'?"

"you……"

After Mu Xiao uttered a word, he didn't pronounce it again. The answer that exploded from his heart was clearly "No", but after he opened his mouth, the final sound gradually weakened unconsciously, until finally he couldn't even say a word. whole.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, Wu Anchang thought that Mu Xiao was angry, and hurriedly said: "It's okay if you don't agree, I just get crazy..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiao just hummed a very small voice from his throat.

"Ah."

Blue and white mixed with loose soil, everything is safe and peaceful.Sometimes things happen so suddenly, like a black hole that swallows all the antipathy.

"..." Wu Anchang blinked his eyes several times, "Is this considered...agreed?"

"He just now," Meng Po, who had been silent all this time, interjected, "did he speak?"

"I said it," Wu Anchang affirmed, "I heard it."

"No expression or voice," Meng Po asked, "Are you sure?"

"Well, I heard you."

Wu Anchang smiled suddenly: "My Lord Angel, I agree."

Mu Xiao just stood there motionless, his hands tucked into his wide sleeves, hiding his bewilderment.

Hei Wuchang's disdainful and somewhat proud voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Would you like to try to confess your love?"

"...Why didn't you find out that you have so many things at first?" Mu Xiao was annoyed, so he simply took off his waist card and held it in his hand.

The words are natural, but Wu Anchang's heart has already started to bump into a deer.

He muttered in his heart: I can't be mentally retarded, it's fine with "Master Angel", but what about "mine"?Fuck I must be an idiot...

Our Young Master Wu scolded himself so hard for the first time.

When scolding, he turned his head to look at Mu Xiao from time to time, for fear that the other party would suddenly get angry and ignore him.

Standing aside, Po Meng was silent, looking out of place among the three of them.

……

After a long while, Wu Anchang spoke first in the silence between the two, his voice was small and soft, with a hint of uncertainty: "...Master Angel?"

"..."

After a while, Mu Xiao unexpectedly responded: "Yes."

"..." Wu Anchang covered his face with his hands.

Who can bear this...

"Mu Xiao," Granny Meng seemed to have broken through the barrier, finally gaining a sense of existence in it, "Have you always had the thing hanging around your neck?"

"On the neck?" Mu Xiao stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and immediately felt the abruptness.

He took the things out and looked down.

It's a small dice.

"What is this little white thing for?" Wu Anchang asked.

But Mu Xiao didn't answer immediately.

He was a little surprised.

If it had been, he would have been vigilant and immediately noticed something strange.

But since I don't know when, I seem to have let down my vigilance on many things, even just now... I didn't feel anything wrong.

...Is it because of Wu Anchang?

Mu Xiao let go of his surprise, and let himself adjust his state back.Began to study the origin of the dice, pinching his chin lightly with two fingers, thinking seriously.

After scolding himself, Wu Anchang was basically healed.

In this kind of thing, he has always tried to relax himself as much as possible without using his brain, standing still and watching Mu Xiao quietly.

The person in front of him was good-looking, and it was a kind of enjoyment just to stare at him.

After a while, he seemed to have noticed something, Wu Anchang slowly raised his hand, intending to put his hand close to Mu Xiao's face, but he was slapped away by the other party just after he was close.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xiao asked.

"So sensitive?" Wu Anchang retracted his fingers.

"...Occupational disease." Mu Xiao replied.

"I just want to see," Wu Anchang pointed to Mu Xiao's eyebrows, "It's a pity that such beautiful eyebrows are covered by hair, I just want to put them behind your ears."

Mu Xiao was speechless: "Be serious."

"I'm very serious," Wu Anchang twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm looking at you very seriously."

"...you be quiet for a while."

"Master Angel," Wu Anchang didn't seem to intend to give up, "Don't move, just take a moment."

Before Mu Xiao could react to what he said, the other party stretched out his hand again.He raised his hand to hit again, but Wu Anchang had figured out his method and blocked it with his other hand.

The white and slender knuckles touched the skin, raising the strand of black hair and picking it back, the fingers were dishonest, and even intentionally or unintentionally touched the red ears.

Don't let the hair go, and people have seen enough, Wu Anchang nodded with satisfaction: "Master Angel is so beautiful."

"..." Mu Xiao was interrupted from thinking, and felt a little dry.

He tried his best to restrain his beating heart and fists about to hit, and put his mind back on thinking.

But the content of thinking has changed——I can't give Wu Anchang a good face.

……

"H013, I'm going to find someone, you help me take care of Hades for a few days."

As soon as these words came out, H013 almost used his soul to die again, and his eyebrows were pulled out a little with anger.

"You..." She tried her best to look normal, "Who are you going to find to make you hand over the underworld to me, a jobless wandering soul?"

H013 said in his heart: You'd better give me a reasonable explanation.

"Isn't it easy to guess?" Ghost King's tone through the mask was full of arrogance.

"Go and clean up the little ants," he straightened his clothes, "Bring Po Meng back by the way, he is not very obedient these days."

"..."

At this moment, H013 doesn't know how much he agrees with Wu Anchang's nickname for the King of Ghosts.

She cursed silently in her heart—the perverted masked man.

After scolding, he also sighed.

If no one loves you, you will die faster.

Whether dead or not.

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