Chapter 1256: Could it be her?

Chapter 1256: Could it be her?

"Tian Junyu, you are not honest!"

At this moment, Qu Yiming suddenly spoke, with a touch of coldness in his tone.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Prince Qu, all the tributes offered are prepared in accordance with the requirements of the Jiuxian Pavilion, only a lot more!" Tian Junyu immediately responded nervously.

Seeing Tian Junyu's hard work, Mu Yun also smiled wryly.

It is really hard for Tianjunyu to let a strong man in the golden fairy realm and a kid in the real fairy realm perform here.

"Really? I heard that in order to make up for your move away from the Antarctic, the Biluo Huangquan Sect paid you five soul-level immortal artifacts to the Heavenly Sword Tower, but there are only two of them!"

Hearing this, Tian Junyu was taken aback.

There was a trace of anger in Mu Yun's heart.

The meaning of this song Yiming is very clear.

In the Heavenly Sword Tower, there are five soul-level fairy artifacts, which should all be provided to them.

This is too much!

Mu Yun couldn't help but wanted to speak.

Ye Xueqi, who was on the side, grabbed him and shook her head.

Hearing this, Tian Junyu slapped his head, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Sorry, sorry, Master Qu, my heart is really nervous when I first arrived at the Jiuxian Pavilion. I missed one space fairy ring and the other three soul steps. Immortal implements, as well as some elixirs and immortal implements, are all here!"

Tian Junyu said, taking out a space fairy ring again.

Hearing this, Qu Yiming looked at Liu He on the side, smiled suddenly, and took the space fairy ring.

"Well, these things, after checking, confirming that they are correct, and the roster is left. At that time, the elders of the Jiuxian Pavilion will go to your Tianjian Tower to conduct inspections and go back and wait for the news!"

Qu Yiming said and waved his hand, the space fairy ring returned between his sleeves, but it was not put together with the previous one.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun's eyes felt a touch of indifference.

Mu Yun had seen something greedy for cheap things, but he had never seen someone like Qu Yiming greedy for big advantages.

He swallowed three soul-rank immortal artifacts by himself.

This is too much!

"In that case, I am waiting to leave!"

At this moment, Tian Junyu was holding his hand, smiling, and leading the crowd, and wanted to leave here.

"Wait!"

Mu Yun spoke suddenly.

"Mu Yun!"

When Ye Xueqi heard this, she grabbed Mu Yun and let out a deep cry.

This guy knew he wouldn't be so willing.

I told him just now, now I forgot.

"Mu Yun?"

It's just that at the moment Qu Yiming heard this shout, he turned around and fixed his eyes on Mu Yun.

He wears a long gown and is about 1.8 meters tall. The figure does not look so strong. It can be said to be a little thin. With a face, it looks very delicate and clean. It is not combined with it, and it can be considered handsome.

It's just that the strand of long hair that came to mind before it looked like it had a trace of evil charm.

But in terms of appearance, he is handsome and handsome, and he prefers a little white face.

But looking at the breath, it doesn't have any characteristics.

There is neither the domineering power of the strong nor the unique personal experience.

"Your name is Mu Yun?"

Qu Yiming looked at Mu Yun and slowly said, "Oh, I see, you are the Mu Yun with the Heavenly Sage qualification? Isn't it the Heavenly Sage qualification? Why is it now in the Ninth Stage Profound Immortal Realm?"

Qu Yiming looked at Mu Yun with a touch of scrutiny in his eyes.

But my heart is full of doubts.

Is this the husband that the little sister is talking about?

Qu Yiming couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

If it were this guy, it would seem a little plainer!

At this moment, what Mu Yun was thinking was not these, but the person in front of him. Looking at him with a trace of judgment, it was even more interesting.

Thinking of Wang Xinya, Mu Yun felt a little clear.

"What do you want to say?"

Looking at Mu Yun, Qu Yiming said proudly.

Compared to Mu Yun, he has proud capital.

He is the proud son of the Nine Immortals Pavilion, and a figure holding a lot of power in the future, Mu Yun is just a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Tower. Now, he is not licking his face to beg him!

This is pride from the bottom of my heart.

"The Nine Immortals Pavilion stipulates that tributes and two soul-level immortal artifacts should be handed in. Why did you collect three pieces privately?"

Mu Yun said indifferently.

"You brat!"

Hearing this, Liu He stepped forward, looked at Mu Yun, and immediately shouted: "Do you know who to talk to?"

"This, but the righteous son of Lord Pavilion Lord, Senior Brother Qu Yimingqu, at least the core elder of the Jiuxian Pavilion in the future, you have blinded your eyes when you talk like this!"

"Nine Immortals Pavilion Doctrine, is it very powerful?"

"What do you think?"

Liu He suddenly shouted: "Whether it is kendo or melody, Senior Brother Qu is all geniuses. Even in terms of melody cultivation, only Junior Sister Wang Xinya can compare with him. On the contrary, it is you, what a thing!"

"temperament?"

But Mu Yun suddenly sneered and said, "Rhythm, what is it? At least in my eyes, his melody is not as good as a shit!"

Ye Xueqi smiled bitterly as soon as he said this.

She didn't know why Mu Yun was okay just now, but now why he is so angry.

Wang Xinya, this name sounds familiar.

"Good boy, just Xuanxian, in front of me, it's not arrogant!"

At this moment, Qu Yiming couldn't help but snorted: "Since you said that the rhythm is not good, I let you know that the rhythm attack is powerful!"

Qu Yiming's words fell, and a finger suddenly popped out of his hand, just about to condense the attack, but a voice suddenly sounded.

"Sir, wait a minute!"

At this moment, outside the hall, a voice suddenly sounded.

A beautiful shadow entered slowly.

Here comes a white short skirt, white high-soled boots, and a tight-fitting cyan shirt on the upper body, showing a perfect upper and lower curve.

Especially those slender legs under the white short skirt are slim and pretty.

And most importantly, it seems that you can find that this person has a face, it looks like the five senses are taken apart, each one is perfect, and when combined, it is flawless.

And the most obvious thing is temperament!

When this person appears, he feels very pure.

The pure breath even makes people feel like spring breeze!

"Sister Wang!"

Seeing the incoming person, Qu Yiming immediately stopped his hands, three steps and two steps, and almost stuck to the woman.

Seeing this person, Ye Xueqi suddenly thought.

Wang Xinya.

One of Muyun's three wives seemed to be Wang Xinya.

Could it be her?

Ye Xueqi looked at Mu Yun again, but found that Mu Yun at this moment was different from the usual calm, and the anger just now seemed to disappear without a trace.

"Brother, I originally wanted to ask you some questions, but it's useless to hear someone say the Tao of sound cultivation without shame, but it's very interesting!"

Wang Xinya stepped behind her hands and came to Mu Yun.

Pointing his toes, Wang Xinya's mouth raised slightly as he looked at Mu Yun in front of him.

"Your name is Mu Yun?"

Wang Xinya joked: "Since you feel that the Tao of Music is useless, then I ask you, can you dare to listen to me play a song!"

"What's not to dare!"

Mu Yun smiled, a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that arc, Ye Xueqi's worry disappeared.

She knew that when Mu Yun from the previous life appeared such a smile, he was very satisfied.

Is this Wang Xinya really his wife?

"Well, since you dare, then you come with me!"

"Junior Sister!"

Qu Yiming immediately said anxiously at this moment: "This kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky, I can teach you a lesson, and you don't need to do it!"

"Senior brother, can't believe me?" Wang Xinya suddenly smiled.

"of course not!"

Qu Yiming waved his hand immediately.

"Senior brother, rest assured, these people are here to be promoted to the Silver rank after all. They belong to my Nine Immortal Pavilion. I will naturally know how to measure and will not kill. The premise is that this arrogant fellow can be said to be a song in front of me. !"

Wang Xinya looked at Mu Yun again and said: "I know that behind this hall, there is a secret room for disciples to practice martial arts, which isolates all soul power investigations and sounds. You dare to come in with me, listen to me, and watch Look, temperament, how is it?"

"Nothing to be afraid of!"

"Mu Yun!"

Tian Junyu was standing up right now, looking at Mu Yun, nervous.

"Don't worry, I can still hold the song, let alone the song for a beautiful woman!" Mu Yun waved his hand, not minding.

"Miss Ye..."

Tian Junyu looked at Ye Xueqi, but Ye Xueqi nodded at the moment.

Two figures, one behind the other, walked towards the back of the hall.

"Huh, looking for death!"

Qu Yiming sat down at the moment and said, "Junior Sister Wang's attainments in rhythm are higher than me, and her cultivation level is not worse than mine. She played a song, this kid is dead!"

"What Brother Qu said!"

Liu He also laughed at this moment: "Then we will wait here!"

"it is good!"

Qu Yiming sneered: "I want to see how long he can last!"

"Little Lord!"

Tian Junyu was looking at Ye Xueqi on the other side.

"The subordinates tried their best to take you away from here in an instant, in case Mu Yun should have any accident..."

"Will not!"

Ye Xueqi sat down quietly.

"what?"

"Don't worry, this kid... is dying!"

Ye Xueqi looked at the rear and cursed Mu Yun all over her heart.

At this moment, behind the hall, there is a secret room.

With a bang, the entire secret room, the door made of stainless steel, was suddenly closed.

Two figures appeared in the secret room.

"Don't you want me to listen to a song? Play it to me now!"

Mu Yun rushed out, clasped Wang Xinya's entire body with both hands, and attached it to Qiang. The entire body was almost completely attached to Wang Xinya's body, panting heavily, jokingly.

"If you want to listen, I naturally want to play it for you!"

Wang Xinya kept Mu Yun with his back almost pressed to the wall, watching Mu Yun rudely tearing open his coat in front of him, and suddenly said: "Brother Yun, it's really you, it's really. you!"

"Look at my tiger-wolf appearance, it's not me, who else can it be?"

But Mu Yun bowed his head and stopped speaking.

The whole secret room was suddenly in spring, and low roars continued to sound.