Chapter 1099
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She seriously suspected that it was she who urged her Young Martial Uncle to participate in the spirit chef competition yesterday.
In the end, Junior Martial Uncle lost to that little doll, Mo Jue.
That was why he felt indignant and took it out on her.
One must know that she had already witnessed Little Martial Uncle's petty and vengeful nature.
Mu Yan curses in her heart, but a ring is suddenly thrown in front of her.
She was startled. This was obviously a storage ring. Why did Little Martial Uncle give it to her?
"There are three sets of sword techniques, talisman templates below the sixth grade, and the Blood Slaughtering Sword Formation Disk."
Luo Yunxiao's clear and bright voice suddenly awakens Muyan's thoughts.
"Little Martial Uncle, why are you giving me these?"
Mu Yan thought in horror: Could it be that Junior Martial Uncle wants to increase her training load? Don't joke around! She was already in dire straits, okay? If she increased the training load, she could just die!
Luo Yunxiao turned her head and looked at her. Her elegant eyes didn't change at all. "I'll leave the Xiaoyao School in a while. You can learn these things by yourself later."
Muyan stares blankly. She didn't expect to hear this sentence.
"Little Martial Uncle, you're leaving?"
She had just been cursing Luo Yunxiao in her heart for being so narrow-minded.
Now that he heard that she was leaving, he felt a little disappointed.
In this half a month, she had already gotten used to waking up early and returning late, and her strength had also improved by leaps and bounds during this time.
Little Martial Uncle was not an easy person to get along with, but Mu Yan could feel that he sincerely wanted to teach her.
In Mu Yan's heart, she has already regarded Little Martial Uncle as an elder like Shi Qing, a relative like Yun Ruohan and the others.
Luo Yunxiao didn't answer her. She just nodded and turned to leave.
However, he didn't go in the direction of the Xiao Yao Sect. Instead, he went directly into the Tian Xuan Mountains.
Muyan gazes at his departing figure from afar. She takes out the Tian Mo Qin and plays it softly, as a way to send Little Martial Uncle off.
In the Merak Mountain Range, Luo Yunxiao stood in the middle of the mountain, looking at the girl playing the zither alone through the layers of trees. She didn't move for a long time.
Beside his ear, Chi Wen was crying and complaining, "Master, why are we leaving, I haven't kissed Meiyanyan yet! He had not even shared the same bed with Mei Yanyan! I haven't even taken advantage of her beauty yet! Why are we leaving just like that? "
Luo Yunxiao looked over coldly.
Chi Wen immediately fell silent.
After a while, she continued fearlessly, "Oh, I almost forgot. Master, you've never kissed Mei Yanyan, and you've never shared the same bed with Mei Yanyan, and you've never taken advantage of Mei Yanyan … Chi Wen understands your sadness, so I won't expose your scars again …"
Splat!
Chi Wen was flung to the ground and stomped flat.
When he finally recovered, he found that his master had already gone far away.
"Ahhhh … Master, wait for me!"
"Master, I'm telling you, you're so cold and have such a bad temper. You'll lose your beauty, and you'll lose me!"
Luo Yunxiao's footsteps paused slightly as she looked at the distant horizon. The corners of her mouth curled into a mocking and cold smile.
How could he lose something that had never belonged to him?
There was nothing in this world that truly belonged to him.
Never … ever!
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Muyan turns her head and tells the people of the Xiaoyao School about Luo Yunxiao's departure.
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