Chapter 1278
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Everyone knows that everything in the world is fair and just. If you want to gain something, you have to lose something.
Now that they've gotten so much, what price does little junior sister have to pay?
Mu Yan smiles, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. It's just excessive consumption of Spiritual Power. I'll be fine after a short rest. Since it's a gift for little martial uncle, it naturally can't be too shabby. "
Hearing this, Yun Ruohan and the others immediately focus their attention on Luo Yunxiao.
"Little martial uncle, no matter what you're going to do, you must come back!"
"Yes, little martial uncle, we're all waiting for you to teach us!"
Luo Yunxiao looks around at them and slowly nods.
Then, his gaze falls on Mu Yan.
Mu Yan smiles softly, "Little martial uncle, don't worry. No matter what difficulties there are, bring out your enthusiasm to torture us. You'll definitely pass it smoothly. "
"You also want me to come back?" The man slowly asks in a low and gentle voice. Under his calm tone, it seems like there are thousands of words.
"Of course. My swordsmanship hasn't reached perfection yet, I'm waiting for you to continue teaching me! "
Luo Yunxiao reaches out and slowly caresses her hair.
Under Mu Yan's flabbergasted gaze, he turns around and leaps onto the Flying Sword.
The Flying Sword soars into the sky. Mu Yan looks up, about to watch Luo Yunxiao leave.
Suddenly, a gust of wind whistles, and then, her whole body is pulled into a familiar wide embrace.
A pair of iron-like hands tightly wraps around her waist.
Di Ming Jue!
That bastard finally came back!
Mu Yan angrily raises her head, wanting to break free from his embrace.
But her chin is caught, and her lips are suddenly seized.
This kiss is very short, but it's overbearing and aggressive.
At the end of the kiss, Di Ming Jue raises his head, as if to declare and provoke the man who's still in the air.
Four pairs of eyes meet, and their pupils constrict.
Then, Di Ming Jue clasps Mu Yan's waist and presses her into his arms.
His thin lips gently open and close, silently spitting out a declaration, "Jun Mu Yan, is mine!"
In the sky, Luo Yunxiao expressionlessly looks at him for a while. The Flying Sword under his feet whistles and disappears into the horizon.
Di Ming Jue lowers his eyes, a stormy sea in his eyes.
This little martial uncle of Mu Yan, regardless of his identity or purpose, is not simple.
However, before Jun Shang daren can pretend to be deep for even a moment, his knee is heavily kicked.
Di Ming Jue doesn't pay attention. Although he doesn't feel any pain, he retreats several steps.
"Yan Yan!"
Muyan lifts one corner of her mouth, smiling charmingly, "Why does Jun Shang-daren address me so intimately, am I very familiar with you?"
Di Ming Jue frowns, a little confused. He doesn't understand why Yanyan is angry today when they were still so affectionate yesterday.
Mu Yan doesn't wait for him to think clearly, she turns around and leaves.
She slammed the door shut, directly shutting the man who had been flirting with women everywhere outside.
However, the moment she turned around, she was immediately met with a pair of deep, icy blue eyes.
Then, she was dragged into the man's embrace.
Mu Yan struggles: "Who let you in? Let me go! "
Di Ming Jue's complexion darkens. Gritting his teeth, he says: "You're so cold to Ben Jun, could it be that you're missing that pretty boy just now?"
"Pretty boy my ass!" Mu Yan growls angrily, "That's my junior martial uncle. As for you, peach blossoms are blooming everywhere, and there are beauties everywhere. I presume that Jun Shang-daren has been very carefree these days? "
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