Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Zhaomeishan is really a very beautiful place.

Frost and snow covered the ground, and winter plums illuminated the sky. Even though the wind blowing was bitingly cold, the elegant fragrance in it was enough to make up for everything, making the cold less difficult to endure.

Mo Jiushao looked at the half-beast boy in front of him without blinking.

He has handsome facial features, not so dazzling, but it is absolutely unforgettable for arrogance.

He missed him for three whole years, and he waited for him to wake up every day and every night. He imagined the appearance of countless reunions, but he never imagined that... when we meet again, it will be like this.

Chu Muyun didn't expect to run into Mo Jiushao here.

He hasn't got the holy grade snow lotus yet, even if he has the power of the ice spirit beast to protect his body, if Mo Jiushao gets too close contact with him, he will definitely notice something strange.

After all, Yan Chen had only heard about the poison of the fierce fire, but Mo Jiushao had actually gotten along with it, and because of Yan Junqing, he was very familiar with the fire, so as long as he looked carefully, he would definitely find out.

Fortunately... this is Mount Zhaomei.

There are Ling Xuan, who knows the truth, and Yan Chen, who always thinks the matter is not big enough.

Chu Muyun's heart was full of twists and turns, but there was only doubt on his face: "You are?" There was a completely strange look in his light blue eyes, and his voice was clear and bright, but unfortunately he was alienated from politeness. This is how to treat a stranger. The attitude you should have.

Mo Jiushao was startled.

Chu Muyun smiled, and said politely: "Are you here to find uncle? The magic circle here is indeed quite difficult, and if you don't walk well, you will get lost, but there is a messenger eagle here. need……"

Before he finished speaking, he spoke arrogantly, his voice was as cold as the frost and snow around him: "You have always lived here."

This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence, but Chu Muyun didn't care, his light blue eyes were clear, and he replied: "Yes, I grew up here."

Mo Jiushao stared at him: "Yan Chen and I are brothers, and I have never heard that he adopted a child."

Chu Muyun hurriedly argued, "I'm not a child."

Mo Jiushao's eyes fell on his conspicuous plush ears.

Only then did Chu Muyun say: "I... indeed grew up on Mount Zhaomei, Uncle Yan Chen took care of me, I..." He seemed to be a little confused, his delicate brows were tightly frowned, very Think carefully about how to answer this question.

At this time Ling Xuan realized it, and he answered, "He is not Chu Muyun."

Mo Jiushao's eyes turned to him suddenly: "I can tell the difference myself."

Ling Xuan sighed softly: "I can understand your feelings, but he is just a little beast, you have seen it too..." Ling Xuan flicked the cute little ear of the little orc, and continued, "His That's what ears are."

Chu Muyun turned to look at him dissatisfied.

Ling Xuan smiled and pinched his cheek, but said to Mo Jiushao: "He is not your Chu Muyun, he is my Ling Duoduo."

Chu Muyun glared at him, and quickly argued: "I'm not Ling Duoduo!"

What Ling Xuan said was clearly coaxing children: "Okay, Duoduo is not Ling Duoduo."

Chu Muyun was annoyed by him: "You!"

Ling Xuan: "What are you, you want to call me master."

Chu Muyun was even more annoyed: "You are dreaming!"

The two of them were arguing here, Mo Jiushao didn't say a word, just stood there firmly, if it wasn't for Mo's hair reaching his waist, he might be mistaken for Shuangxue.

Zero: "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

Chu Muyun: "Don't worry, abuse is healthier."

Zero: "Where is the health!!"

Chu Muyun: "It's probably the heart... um... after all, it's stronger."

Zero: qaq!

Chu Muyun and Ling Xuan could quarrel forever, but fortunately, Yan Chen had sensed the commotion outside and walked out from Zhaomei Palace.

He was wearing a dark purple robe, which made his already fair complexion even whiter. His long hair was casually scattered behind his back, except that he pulled it back around his left ear, revealing a slender and sexy neck. A little bit of coolness, I am afraid that people who are fascinated will get dizzy.

Of course, Ling Duoduo was already dizzy.

When he saw Yan Chen, his eyes were full of surprises. Just now he was arguing with Ling Xuan like a furry little beast, but now he is docile like a well-behaved cat. He quickly came to Yan Chen's side without any hesitation. Throwing into his arms, the dependence on that handsome face was undisguised, and the smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth was like a child who finally returned home, full of satisfaction and joy.

"Uncle Yan Chen!" He called him softly.

Mo Jiushao stared at Yan Chen indifferently.

Yan Chen was unmoved, he just raised the corners of his mouth, gently stroked the little orc's back with his fingers, and said softly, "Why are you back?"

Chu Muyun looked up at him: "Don't you want me to come back?"

Yan Chen looked into his light blue eyes: "I miss you very much."

Such a simple sentence made the little orc's cheeks flush, and the deep love in his eyes was almost overflowing. He hesitated a little, as if he knew that there was an outsider present... But he couldn't bear the lovesickness, and finally endured it. Standing on tiptoe, he kissed the man he had been thinking about day and night.

Yan Chen pressed his waist and deepened the kiss slightly.

The little orc is very sensitive, especially when it comes to those who are on his mind. He closed his eyes, put his hands around Yan Chen's neck, and was completely absorbed in it.

The sword chant of 'Zheng' pierced the sky, and at that moment, it seemed that even the entire Zhaomei Mountain shook violently.

The sudden eruption of coercion was like a landslide and tsunami, rolling up all the surrounding white snow, and the plum tree with deep roots was pulled up from the ground. When it collapsed, the scattered bright red petals seemed like a beauty weeping, poignant and sad.

Just for a moment, Zhaomei Mountain was in a mess, but the person who caused all this was still as elegant as the wind.

He stood with a sword in his hand, his robe was not stained with ashes, his expression was indifferent and calm, only his voice was mixed with a trace of anger: "What's going on?"

He asked Yan Chen.

Yan Chen looked at him, raised his lips slightly, and smiled coldly: "Brother, don't get me wrong, this is not your Xiaoyun, but..." He deliberately paused, and then said maliciously, "My Xiaoyun .”

The moment these four words fell to the ground, Mo Jiushao raised his hand, and the sharp point of the sword touched Yan Chen's eyebrows.

This move was so fast that even Ling Xuan didn't see it clearly.

Naturally, Yan Chen couldn't hide, let alone he didn't want to hide.

After reacting, Chu Muyun quickly blocked in front of Yan Chen, the ice spirit beast's strength was fully activated, almost forming a light blue shield, he opened his hand to protect Yan Chen, his clear eyes were full of anger: " what are you up to!"

He stared at Mo Jiushao viciously, completely annoyed by his behavior.

Mo Jiushao looked at him.

Exactly the same appearance, and even a somewhat similar temperament, but... this time, he stood in front of another person.

Still desperate, guarding with life.

Mo Jiushao withdrew his sword, a trace of fatigue rose between his brows and eyes: "I offended."

Chu Muyun was very angry: "Even if you are uncle's senior brother, but..."

Yan Chen patted his hand: "It's okay."

Chu Muyun looked up at him, very worried: "But just now he really wanted to kill you."

Yan Chen kissed him on the forehead affectionately: "Uncle is very happy to be protected by Xiaoyun."

Chu Muyun's face turned red: "I will work hard to cultivate and become stronger, and I will definitely protect you well."

Yan Chen smiled and said nothing, but glanced at Mo Jiushao out of the corner of his eye.

Mo Jiushao's face remained motionless, only his eyes were cloudy, obviously trying to suppress his emotions.

An indescribable joy rose in Yan Chen's heart, but then there was some resentment that could not be erased.

No matter what, he couldn't compare to Mo Jiushao, and no matter what, he couldn't compare to Chu Muyun.

The little orc trusted him, was attached to him, and protected him everywhere.

But everyone can know that the ice spirit beast has no heart, and when he is fully grown...

He still has nothing!

Yan Chen only felt a void in his chest, and the feeling of never being able to be satisfied was tormenting him all the time, making him unable to resist destroying, discrediting, and destroying, morbidly reluctant to get rid of other people's sorrows. Get a little solace, but then there is a more terrifying emptiness.

Yan Chen calmed down, hugged the little orc, and turned to look at the other two.

"The two of you are here to take pictures of Meishan, what's the matter?"

Mo Jiushao spoke first: "Do you have a sacred snow lotus here?"

Yan Chen: "Yes."

Mo Jiushao: "I need it."

Just as Yan Chen was about to speak, Ling Xuan spoke up first: "Coincidentally, I also came to ask for this thing."

Yan Chen looked at him and asked doubtfully, "What do you want the sacred snow lotus for?"

Ling Xuan smiled: "It's useful."

Mo Jiushao looked at Ling Xuan: "I need this thing, you can make a condition."

Ling Xuan: "You can't afford my conditions."

Mo Jiushao narrowed his eyes.

Ling Xuan smiled, and his red eyes flickered: "You have collected so many sacred snow lotus, how about giving me the last one?"

Mo Jiushao said without hesitation, "No."

Ling Xuan said: "You just want to revive that little formation mage, but there is an identical one in front of you, why bother?"

As soon as he said this, the most innocent people in the audience were immediately stunned.

Zero: "(ー.′ー) what to do with anger!"

Chu Muyun: Touch your head.jpg

Zero: I'm so confused, why doesn't dos2.0 have translation.

Mo Jiushao turned his head to stare at the little orc, and said without a word: "No matter how similar it looks, it's just a replica."

There was a smile in Ling Xuan's eyes, and he looked at Chu Muyun with some malicious intentions.

Chu Muyun carefully learned to learn the expression of Baby Zero, with a dazed look on his face, which was quite difficult.

As if he had regained his composure, Mo Jiushao looked at Yan Chen and then at Chu Muyun. After a while, he stared at the little orc and said in a very pleasant voice: "Is your name Xiaoyun? A while ago, there was a little cloud on Qianluan Peak, exactly like yours..." He raised his lips and continued, "Your Uncle Yan Chen likes him very much, but unfortunately...he is my lover."