Chapter 1396
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Youngest Martial Uncle singing? Could he perform all five tones?
Di Ming Jue is dancing? Cough cough cough cough … forgive her for her inability to imagine.
Di Ming Jue has a dark expression on his face, his entire body is filled with an austere killing intent. He turns around, flicks his sleeves, and is about to leave.
But Muyan pulls him back, hugging his waist and not letting go.
She holds back her laughter and looks up: "Di Ming Jue, today is our Yao Guang Branch's celebration. You're also a member of Yao Guang Branch, how can you not participate!"
Di Ming Jue sneers faintly: "Ben Jun is not!"
He was the Polar Domain Sovereign Emperor, not a member of the Alkaid Branch.
Nonsense!
After saying that, Jun Shang-daren breaks into a run.
However, he was pulled back by Muyan.
Muyan's eyes are bright and her face is full of craftiness, "Even if you're not a member of the Yao Guang Branch, you're still my family! I am a student of the Alkaid Branch. Since you are my family, you are also a member of the Alkaid Branch. Or could it be that Jun Shang-daren wants to go back on his words and abandon me? "
Di Ming Jue: "… …"
He gnashes his teeth: "Jun Muyan, don't push your luck!"
Mu Yan smiles mischievously. She's still pushing her luck.
"Darling, don't be shy." Mu Yan smiled and shook his hand, "Isn't it just dancing? I believe that no matter what it is, it won't stump Lord Jun! "
Di Ming Jue faintly looks at her for a long time, and suddenly hooks up his lips, revealing a meaningful smile, "Good, Ben Jun will participate. But Yanyan, don't regret it later. "
Regret? What did she regret?
Although she thinks so, Mu Yan suddenly has a bad premonition.
Could it be that she had shot herself in the foot?
Soon, the people of the Xiaoyao Sect all showed off the things they weren't good at.
Muyan directly embroidered a bunch of mandarin ducks so that even a chicken couldn't be seen.
Leng Yumo did not draw anything, but she made her body colorful.
It was still Chu Moli who was the most ruthless. He roasted the meat with his bare hands, and directly roasted a dark dish that emitted a foul stench.
Even Mu Yan, this cooking waste wood, can make better things than him.
Finally, it was the two instructors' turn.
However, they looked at each other in dismay, and no one dared to rush him.
On the contrary, each and every one of them uniformly turned their gazes towards Muyan.
Muyan coughs lightly and pushes Di Ming Jue, "Mentor Mo, it's your turn."
Di Ming Jue slowly gets up.
Under the moonlight, her peerless face was even more stunning and dazzling.
Step by step, he walked towards Mu Yan and extended his hand towards her.
That pair of icy blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the girl in front of him.
There was stubbornness, passion, and dominance in his eyes, but most of all, there was a bone-piercing gentleness.
Muyan feels like she's almost drowning in those serene eyes.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and then she unconsciously reached out to him.
In the next moment, Muyan's entire body has already soared up into the sky, carried by Di Ming Jue as they dance in the air.
Under the moonlight, a handsome man embraced a delicate girl.
The two figures leaned against each other, hugged each other, and blended together.
There was no music, but the two of them seemed to be following the beat. Sometimes they jumped, sometimes they spun, and sometimes they leaned back.
The sparkling moonlight plated a layer of silver light on the two of them. It was so beautiful and so compatible.
People couldn't help but feel envious and yearning.
The people of the Xiaoyao Sect were dumbfounded.
They didn't expect that Mentor Mo's dance would be like this.
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