Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

"Ah Li, you are not married yet, so walking with two men will definitely be bad for your reputation." Mrs. Jin hurriedly took her hand, and said anxiously, "If there is something wrong with this kid Jin Zixuan , I will ask him to make a good apology, so don't be angry."

Jiang Yanli shook his head: "I'm not angry, don't force him."

"Not forcefully, not forcefully." Mrs. Jin tried to cast Jin Zixuan's eyes, but Jin Zixuan lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Wei Wuxian nodded, "Excuse me, Mrs. Jin."

Mu Chen took Lan Zhan's hand and followed them, wanting to leave, but Mrs. Jin tightly grabbed Jiang Yanli's hand to prevent her from leaving. While tugging, Jin Zixuan, who had been silent for a long time, rushed out and said, " Jiang, Miss Jiang!!!"

Muchen paused, turned to look at his friend, and dragged Lan Zhan to watch a play aside, he had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Wei WuXian pretended not to hear, and pulled Jiang YanLi: "Senior Sister, hurry up."

Jin Zixuan shouted again: "No, Miss Jiang!!!"

This time, he couldn't pretend no matter what, Wei Wuxian gritted his teeth, and could only turn around with Jiang Yanli.

Everyone present was focused on Jin Zixuan, thinking about what he meant by saying no.

Jin Zixuan ran a few steps to catch up, but stopped again, he clenched his hands into fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

After a while, he yelled: "Miss Jiang, it's not my mother's idea, I don't force it at all!! It's me, I want you to come!!"

Mu Chen: "..."

Lan Zhan next to him: "...?"

Wei Wuxian: "...?!"

Jiang Yanli: "......!!!"

Mrs. Jin: "...!!!!!!"

After yelling these few words, his jade-like little face instantly turned red as ready to bleed.

He staggered back a few steps, leaned on the tree, and seemed to realize that there were so many people on the field, including his good friend Mu Chen. He remembered what he had said in front of Mu Chen, "I will never Has anything to do with that Miss Jiang family."

After being dazed for a long time, he finally realized, yelled, and ran towards the rear.

After a while of silence, Mrs. Jin roared, "You silly boy, what are you running for!"

"Ah Li, go to the hunting platform first, I'll chase that idiot back." Madam Jin led a group of monks and rushed up with their swords, chasing and shouting in the direction of Jin Zixuan's escape. .

Mu Chen looked up at Lan Zhan in a daze, "Brother Wangji, what happened?"

Lan Zhan shook his head silently.

"Ah Chen, let's go!" Wei Wuxian shouted.

"Okay!" Mu Chen and Lan Zhan interlocked their fingers, and the four of them walked towards the hunting platform together.

On the way, Wei Wuxian said, "Ah Chen, you were so handsome just now, you didn't dare to lift your head when you talked about that Jin Zixun, it was so cool when he apologized to me."

Muchen smiled and said, "I got into trouble today because of you, then Jin Zixun will definitely hate me."

Wei WuXian blinked and said, "Ah Chen, I'm so touched, why don't I promise it with my body."

The air suddenly became extremely low pressure, Wei Wuxian shook his body, looked around, and found the source of the coldness——Lan Zhan.

He then said solemnly: "However, we are brothers, if you change it, then let's risk our lives to protect you."

Only then did the air slowly recover, Jiang Yanli looked aside thoughtfully, there seemed to be a special atmosphere between Moran and Hanguang-Jun.

"Hey, Ah Chen, why did you get so many red marks on your neck?" Wei Wuxian asked suspiciously as he brushed Mu Chen's neck inadvertently.

Mu Chen's body stiffened, and he wanted to cry, but the one who should come has come. A thin layer of sweat broke out from the hand he held with Lan Zhan, and he said haha: "This is me, I was bitten by a mosquito."

"There are still mosquitoes at this time?"

"Of course there is, it's just that you haven't encountered it."

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Muchen (snorting coldly): "It was bitten by a mosquito, an old-fashioned big white mosquito!"

Lan Zhan: "..."