Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

There was a hint of hesitation on Mu Zhuoyun's face. Suddenly he thought of the day of the high school exam, when Ye Feiyang came forward and not only resolved Mu He's frame-up of Mo Fan, but also made the three-year agreement between Mo Fan and himself. .

If he helps Mo Fan with magic equipment in the decisive battle, it is not impossible for Mo Fan to win the duel. Moreover, Ye Feiyang is a son of an aristocratic family in the imperial capital. He has a huge background, connections and resources that he cannot compare with. Compared with his financial resources, he must Defeat without a doubt.

Soon, Mu Zhuoyun made a decision in his mind. Looking at Mu Ningxue with a smile. He said gently.

"This matter is my father's fault. He should not have interfered in this matter. You tell Feiyang that it is better for young people to rely on themselves."

Mu Zhuoyun calmly put away the small armor and shoes that were originally placed on the coffee table.

Yu Ang, who was standing opposite, saw Mu Zhuoyun put the magic tool back. Suddenly his eyes were splitting, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

"Father, give me these two magic tools."

Seeing Mu Zhuoyun put away the magic equipment, Mu Ningxue stretched out her hand and said.

"Okay, this was originally prepared for you. I just planned to borrow it from Yu Ang first."

Mu Zhuoyun nodded, put the magic tool in Mu Ningxue's hand, and said gently.

Looking at the magic tool in her hand, Mu Ningxue showed a faint smile, stood up slowly, said something, and walked out the door.

"Then father, I will go find Feiyang."

"Go."

Mu Zhuoyun waved his hand and watched Mu Ningxue leave, with an old father's smile on his face.

"The magic tool that was so easy to get flew away like this. Damn Mu Ningxue, it will really ruin my good deeds."

"And that Ye Feiyang actually funded Mo Fan to make that old guy Mu Zhuoyun give up the idea of ​​giving me a magic tool."

"The most damning thing is Mu Zhuoyun, you old guy. I've been a dog to you for so many years, and yet you're not even willing to buy me a magic tool."

"You all deserve to die! Sooner or later, I will become a powerful mage and let you all crawl at my feet!

Yu Ang, who was standing aside, looked at the scene of deep love between father and daughter. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into the flesh, and the smile on his face completely disappeared. With a sullen face. There was resentment and madness in his eyes.

It's just that Mu Zhuoyun's attention was focused on Mu Ningxue at the moment, and not only did he not notice the change in the expression in Yu Ang's eyes. I don't even know when he left.

It’s still that stone pavilion.

"Feiyang, you guessed it right. My father did prepare a magic tool for Yu Ang in private, and it was also a magic armor and magic weapon. In order to stop him, I borrowed your name."

Mu Ningxue said calmly.

"Borrowing my name?"

Ye Feiyang looked at Mu Ningxue quietly. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

After Mu Ningxue explained everything in detail, she said calmly.

"Only in this way can I dispel my father's idea."

"So that's it. You don't need to tell me this little thing. You can use my name to do anything."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Feiyang's face, he reached out and touched Mu Ningxue's soft silver thread, and said softly.

Silver thread, ice-cold, soft and smooth made Ye Feiyang unable to put it down.

Hearing this, Mu Ningxue nodded, a trace of temperature fluctuation appearing in her calm and cold eyes. A little more soft than before.

The coming-of-age ceremony came as scheduled, early in the morning.

Luxury cars were parked in front of the Mu family's house, and guests arrived one after another. The sound of joy echoed throughout the Mu family manor.

"Uncle Mo, let's go in."

Ye Feiyang looked up at the plaque of Mu's Manor, and said softly to a dark-skinned and skinny middle-aged man next to him.

And this dark, skinny middle-aged man is Mo Fan’s father, Mo Jiaxing.

"Good good."

Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Mo Jiaxing's face was filled with smiles.

After Ye Feiyang took out the invitation, he led Mo Jiaxing in.

After entering the manor, Ye Feiyang said.

"Uncle, you go around by yourself first. I'll come find you in the evening."

"Okay, Feiyang, you go and do your work first. I still have some old friends in the Mu family, and I just want to go and catch up with them."

Mo Jiaxing said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Ye Feiyang nodded. He took out his phone and sent a message.

"I have arrived."

"Okay, I'll go find you."

After seeing the other party's message, Ye Feiyang sent the location and put the phone away.

After a while, Ye Feiyang saw a familiar figure and waved.

"here!"

Mu Ningxue heard the sound and walked away, looked at Ye Feiyang who was waving, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and walked towards him.

"Let's go, my dad wants to see you."

Mu Ningxue walked to Ye Feiyang's side, whispered, and took Ye Feiyang's hand.

"it is good."

Ye Feiyang nodded, looking at the hand held by Mu Ningxue, with a slight smile on his face.

Although Mu Ningxue still did not answer him formally, this action undoubtedly explained something.

"That's the eldest daughter of the Mu family, Mu Ningxue."

"Which family does that young man belong to? He is so close to the eldest lady."

"It seems that I have never seen this young man in Bo City. He must not be a child of a noble family."

"I didn't expect this young man to be so lucky and win the favor of Miss Mu."

Because many guests have come to the Mu family now, the scene of Mu Ningxue pulling Ye Feiyang away was watched by many people, and for a while there was a lot of discussion. The young children of various prominent families in Bo City looked at Ye Feiyang with envy and jealousy.

Ye Feiyang ignored other people's thoughts and strange looks.

Mu Zhuoyun, who was sitting on the sofa, looked through the window and watched his baby daughter pulling Ye Feiyang over from a distance. He frowned slightly, and then relaxed his brows again the next moment. He looked at the newspaper with a calm expression.

"Dad, Ye Feiyang is here."

Mu Ningxue pulled Ye Feiyang into the living room, looked at Mu Zhuoyun who was reading the newspaper as if he didn't know they were coming, and said a warning.

Then he pulled Ye Feiyang to sit on the sofa.

"Cough cough."

Mu Zhuoyun heard Mu Ningxue's voice and slowly put down the newspaper in his hand. His eyes widened when he saw Mu Ningxue and Ye Feiyang still holding hands. Then he coughed twice to cover up his gaffe. Then he said something warmly.

"Ning Xue, please go upstairs and have a rest first. You will be the protagonist tonight."

After hearing Mu Zhuoyun's words, Mu Ningxue glanced at Ye Feiyang.

Seeing this, Ye Feiyang gently squeezed Mu Ningxue's jade hand and gave her a reassuring look.

Mu Ningxue nodded, stood up slowly, and walked upstairs.

"What is your relationship with my daughter?"

Seeing Mu Ningxue walking into the room, Mu Zhuoyun looked at Ye Feiyang with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Uncle, haven't you seen the relationship between Ning Xue and me before?"

Ye Feiyang smiled lightly.

"It's just what you think."