Master is different

Wen Yang met Mu Qingqing's eyes full of "that's how it is", and cast a blank glance at Yun Tong, receiving his gaze, Yun Tong shyly shut up.

At the same time, Fang Chen had arranged for everyone to get off the airship, and confirmed the final destination according to the direction indicated by the compass.

"This town doesn't look very strange," Yuntong breathed out to investigate, and added silently, "Except that there are no people."

After getting off the flying boat, they didn't see a single commoner, and the streets of the town looked empty from afar.

"Nobody..."

Suddenly, Fang Chen, who was the team leader in front, repeated Yun Tong's words. Seeing this, Yun Tong raised his eyebrows and raised his head and said, "Yes, do you see anyone there?"

Wen Yang had already noticed something was wrong when Fang Chen opened his mouth. When he heard Yun Tong's words, he didn't know whether to say he was sensitive or careless. Release with the action, and explore the town.

On the other side, Mu Qingqing stepped forward and pulled Yun Tong who was about to break up with Fang Chen, and reminded: "There is no one in the town, and that is the biggest weirdness."

Hearing this remark, Yuntong realized something was wrong.

Yes.

There are strings of red peppers, or corn and other crops hanging in front of the doors of several adjacent houses in this small town. It is obvious that there are people living here, but there is no movement.

"Everyone in this town..." The second half of the sentence stuck in his throat, Yuntong's eyes suddenly widened, and just as his lips quivered twice and was about to speak again, Fang Chen suddenly interrupted.

"wrong."

Fang Chen's voice was deep and deep, and everyone followed the sound, only to see that the pointer on the compass in his hand was moving non-stop, which seemed to indicate that there was an unusual aura approaching.

While the rest of the people were staring at the compass, Wen Yang suddenly swept it up.

Not long after, everyone looked up, and saw a stream of light across the sky, the giant flying boat hovered in the sky, and when it slowly fell, the red cloud pattern painted on the whole body fell into everyone's eyes.

"It's Mixing Sect!" Someone said.

It was also at this time that the compass pointer in Fang Chen's hand stopped turning, as if it meant that the rotation of the pointer just now was caused by the arrival of Mi Xingzong and his party.

"People from Mi Xingzong are also here."

Wen Yang glanced at the flying boat, and was not surprised by the person from Mixing Sect.

According to Xi Heng, since he, Mu Ruqin and Daoxin sealed Lu Chenyuan in Wulianghai, Mi Xingzong would send him as much attention as Shang Xuanxianzong when he learned that the nether world was invading the mortal world. It is not surprising that the disciples came.

However, when a group of Mixing Sect disciples stepped down from the flying boat painted with crimson cloud patterns, Wen Yang couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw two familiar figures in front of him.

The leader of Mixingzong was Mu Congyan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Behind him, Mu Congxue followed along with other disciples.

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Mu Congyan was also a little surprised when he saw the people of Shangxuanxianzong, and went forward to greet them one by one: "Mu Daoyou, Fang Daoyou, Yun Daoyou..."

Mu Congxue, who came from behind, did not have so much etiquette. He rushed over immediately after seeing Wen Yang, "Last time, Immortal Li Wang said that you went back to Shang Xuan Xianzong first, what's the matter...it's Mi Xingzong." Is not fun?"

Mu Congxue gave birth to a pair of big eyes, and looked at Wen Yang slyly. The young man with red lips and white teeth seemed to be a little lost because of this incident, and his eyelashes drooped slightly.

Wen Yang froze, thinking about how to reply for a moment.

After Mu Congyan greeted everyone, he only glanced at Mu Congxue, and then looked away.

Yuntong interjected abruptly, "Little Senior Brother, when did you go to the Mixing Sect?"

At the end, he pouted, "You didn't bring me with you."

Mu Congxue was distracted by his words, and said, "Next time you come to Mixing Sect as guests, I will take you to play in Mixing Sect."

As he spoke, Mu Congxue patted his chest to reassure, and the jade ornaments on his waist jingled as he moved, because he had built his foundation early and his appearance was still a bit childish, and he was quite young when he did this movement.

Yun Tong's eyes lighted up slightly, and he forgot to ask Wen Yang when he was going to the Mixing Sect, and said with a smile: "Okay! If you come to the Xuanxian Sect in the future, I will also take you around Huanyu Peak!"

They had met before, and the two quickly established a friendship. Wen Yang was completely happy, and went to see Fang Chen and Mu Congyan instead.

At this time, the two had exchanged news.

"There's something weird about this town."

"Go in and have a look."

Mu Congyan and Fang Chen hit it off immediately, and the disciples of the two sects had no objection to this, and after discussing it, they decided to go to the town to check it out.

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Wen Yang walked between the disciples of the two sects, at first the disciples of the two sects were distinct because of the sect, but after they got to know each other as they walked, they began not to distinguish each other.

The number of people from Mixing Sect and Shangxuanxian Sect was almost the same, Yun Tong deliberately counted them, and then told Wen Yang after counting, and then went to confirm with Mu Congxue.

It is rare for Wen Yang to listen to people's conversations so quietly, but with such an identity, others will not be intimidated by his identity, and can also communicate on an equal footing.

While speaking, Yun Tong raised his hand to touch Wen Yang's shoulder, but he stepped back to avoid it.

Yuntong's hands froze in mid-air, so he looked at Wen Yang sadly, "Little senior brother..."

Mu Congxue also looked over, as if remembering something, said in a low voice: "Last time I took A Yang to visit the back mountain, but he didn't let me touch it."

Yun Tong immediately seemed to have found a bosom friend, turned his head and started chatting non-stop with Mu Congxue. At the end of the conversation, he thought about it: "My little brother...he only wants to get close to you."

Speaking of this, Yuntong suddenly remembered what he forgot to ask just now, "By the way, Mi Xingzong, when will little senior brother go?"

Before the word 'Guo' came out, Wen Yang interrupted him one step earlier: "Well said."

All the way along the way, Yuntong and Mu Congxue were talking, and this was the first time Wen Yang spoke to them on his own initiative, and they immediately turned their heads to look at him.

Wen Yang pulled his lips, half-closed his eyes and looked at Yuntong, "Don't say any more."

"But..." Yun Tong didn't realize it, why didn't he let him continue talking, and Mu Congxue grabbed his hand in the next second.

Mu Congxue shook his head frantically at him. He had always had a keen intuition. If Yuntong continued to speak, he might be beaten.

Because Mu Congxue has a father who loves him, he has no choice but to throw him to the elders to discipline him. Mu Congxue, who has practiced the skill of observing words and emotions to a high level before the elders, believes in his own feelings.

Yuntong realized later, and thought to himself: Did he say something wrong just now...

Yun Tong repeatedly mentioned his relationship with Xi Heng twice in a row, and Wen Yang couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart.

How did he treat Xi Heng...

It was already sunset, and everyone walked towards the town, their figures were stretched obliquely by the afterglow of the setting sun, Wen Yang lowered his eyes to look at the uneven ground, and black shadows attached to it.

I don't know where my thoughts have gone.

When he finally came back to his senses, Wen Yang raised his eyelids, his phoenix eyes fell somewhere in front of him, and one after another thought flashed into his mind.

He seems...a little hungry.