闪乐

"Stop! The barracks is important, how can you allow us to fight in private!"

An elegant and elegant figure in white clothes came on the wind.

"clank."

Two zither sounds pierced the sky, like two sharp blades howling, forcefully separating the two in the fierce battle.

"Master!"

Huddled among the crowd, the purple-clothed woman who was almost stared at by Qingyuan\'s sharp gaze, and was frightened into a fool, her eyes lit up when she heard the sound of the piano, and she followed the sound, revealing an irresistible surprise.

Fairy Rong Xue? !

The admirers of the beauty were even more excited, and they raised their heads one after another, their scorching gazes were chasing after the elegant figure coming from the wind, and they could hardly move their eyes away.

As for the beauty\'s reprimand, they had the cheek to ignore it.

I was secretly lucky that I was just a bystander and was not caught on the spot.

"Senior Brother Mu."

The fierce battle came to an abrupt end, and Qing Yuan stepped forward quickly, supporting Mu Fan\'s body which was in a state of disordered breathing.

"It\'s okay, just rest for a while."

The concern was palpable, Mu Fan\'s heart warmed up, he endured the pain of tearing wounds, and returned a comforting smile.

"You two, come with me."

Murong Xue stepped on the flying sword, suspended in mid-air, with a gentle and elegant face, lowered her eyes to look at the crowded crowd below, glanced coldly around, and stopped on Mu Fan and Qing Yuan.

She is one of the four commanders of the garrison battalion, with a high position and authority, although some people harbor dissatisfaction, no one dares to make noise on the spot.

There was a moment of silence in the barracks, and everyone\'s eyes once again focused on Mu Fan and Qing Yuan.

The scorching gaze, filled with all kinds of envy and hatred, almost burned several holes in the backs of the two of them.

"yes."

Mu Fan and Qing Yuan looked at each other, and they could see the entanglement, helplessness, and full of conflicts in each other\'s eyes.

However, after all, they are only low-level disciples who have just arrived, and they cannot blatantly oppose their immediate superiors. They can only forcefully suppress their dissatisfaction and obey orders.

Feixue Pavilion.

The only one in the barracks is surrounded by rockery and green bamboos, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and a solitary courtyard with beautiful scenery.

There are hundreds of attendants in the cabinet, all of whom are women, and their personal cultivation is above the late stage of foundation establishment.

These people were not included in the guard battalion, they belonged to the private guards sent by Wuji Palace on the Spiritual Demon Battlefield and dispatched by Mu Rongxue.

Mu Fan and Qing Yuan followed the purple-clothed woman to Feixue Pavilion, and felt something was wrong as soon as they entered the gate, and stopped involuntarily.

On both sides of the long corridor leading to the living room of Feixue Pavilion, there stood a dozen or so women with haughty expressions and cold eyebrows, full of scrutiny, holding their swords in their arms.

More than a dozen eyes with unclear meanings fixed on the two of them, looking at them from head to toe, making people involuntarily have the illusion that the meat on the sticky board can be picked at will.

Mu Fan\'s eyes flickered, and somehow he felt that this scene was a little familiar, and when he wanted to think of something, his mind was at a loss.

"Hey, you two, hurry up, Master is still waiting in the attic."

The woman in purple returned to the Feixue Pavilion, as if she had changed into a different person, and she began to hold her head high again.

Lifting his chin, he warned the two in a condescending tone.

"This fairy, may I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

Qing Yuan raised his brows lightly, showing a bit of impatience, and replied in the same tone: "Feixue Pavilion doesn\'t seem to be the place where my two brothers should come, I don\'t know what is the meaning of Senior Rong Xue calling us here? "