I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

Luo Yongzhou thought to himself that there was nothing wrong with agreeing to Mu Xiwei.

Even if Mu Xiwei wanted Mu Qi's life?

He could also cut off Mu Xiwei with a single sword and send Mu Qi's head over there.

This is the only thing that doesn't work.

He can't stay in this world any longer.

Luo Yongzhou didn't want to lie to him.

After all, it must be hard to bear the sudden break of the peace and tranquility that one had always thought of.

But facing Mu Xiwei's expectant eyes, it was hard for Luo Yongzhou to say anything bad.

In the end, he could only say two words: "Don't worry."

However, Mu Xiwei didn't think that this meant prevarication and ambiguity.

He trusted Luo Yongzhou so wholeheartedly, and he only felt that there would never be a single lie, a false statement from the mouth of the Sword Master, and it would always be words that were firm and promises.

So Mu Xiwei thought that he really meant that he could rest assured.

He laughed, illuminating the somewhat gloomy night, as if all the hidden anxiety in his heart had been properly settled:

"it is good."

Once Mu Xiwei's long-suppressed thoughts were released, the feeling was really blissful, as if his heart was connected to his people and floated up to the clouds together.

With the momentum of this joy, Mu Xiwei said: "Master is waiting for me."

Wait for him to grow up in the future.

Maybe it can help Luo Yongzhou.

Perhaps one day, when the big demon lord and the little demon lord are born again, Luo Yongzhou won't have to run around alone.

And he can occupy a place by Luo Yongri's side.

This was Mu Xiwei's sincere hope at this time.

The young man's eyes were brighter than the stars in the night sky, seeing Luo Yongri inexplicably shuddered.

He knew that between him and Mu Xiwei, Mu Xiwei was the one who kept his word and made promises.

Pity.

He can't wait for that day.

Luo Yongzhou didn't respond, instead he said, "Come over here."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, encircled Mu Xiwei's shoulder blades, and hugged him lightly.

A very light hug, like a carefully pasted feather, light and soft, without burden.

The young man grew fast and was already taller than him, but he was very rigid, and when Luo Yongri moved, his whole body stiffened like a piece of wood.

Luo Yongzhou could sense that under Mu Xiwei's rigid appearance, there seemed to be some kind of erratic power that might erupt at any moment, like the magma rolling under the ground was always ready to hit him and push him away like.

Following this hug, he didn't seem to have any regrets, and he didn't feel much sadness.

A journey across more than a dozen worlds, in exchange for a melting obsession, and a hug as light as a flying feather.

"I go first."

"Take care of yourself."

His voice contained a lot of solemnity that Mu Xiwei couldn't hear.

After all, what these two words contain is not just a few days, but the rest of my life that I will never see again.

After saying that, Luo Yongzhou no longer misses it, and turns his head to leave.

He is very familiar with jumping down from a high place, jumping out of experience, even if his face is hidden in the clouds, the corner of the cloak is raised, and a few strands of black hair are fluttering, they can be directly drawn into the fairy music and dance picture grace.

It's just that today, for some reason, his figure seems to be a little heavier, with a sense of bleakness that drifts away with the west wind.

Mu Xiwei forcibly suppressed her pounding heart and looked down, unexpectedly felt a trace of sadness from Luo Yongzhou's shadow

How can it be?

He shook his head, throwing away this futile thought, only feeling that his heart was floating up and down in the clouds of the spaceship.

Anyway, it can't sink to the ground, can't touch the reality, it doesn't look real at all.

Not long after Luo Yongzhou left, another figure unhurriedly knocked on Tan Bansheng's door.

He was lightly furred, and dressed like a young man from a noble family, even if he was hidden under the night, he still couldn't block the aura of jewels all over his body.

"You came."

Tan Bansheng's reaction to seeing him was very cold, he didn't even move his eyelids a few times, and the three words he spoke were even more forced out.

Seeing the people of the demon clan not to do anything is already the biggest concession in half a lifetime.

Mu Qi didn't mind his dead face, and said with a good-natured smile, "I'm here. Near the suzerain, Qiuqingya, Yueyingque, and Yixing are all there. I can't hide my demonic energy. I don't know Talk about the suzerain—"

Tan Bansheng interrupted him coldly, and said impatiently: "I have set up a formation to isolate Qi. No one in the world can see through my Xiaoxing Shen formation, even the land gods."

"That's good." Mu Qiwen said slowly, "Did Suzerain seriously consider the matter of the enthronement ceremony? I advise Suzerain to think twice before acting."

This scene is kind of funny.

Mu Qi, who was regarded as a lunatic by the demons, instead used a rational attitude to persuade him to think twice before acting.

I really don't know who is more crazy. "

"You don't need to say more."

Tan Bansheng's voice was tense, and his knuckles turned white, "It's about my master——"

How could he not toss and turn day and night thinking back and forth, how could he not think clearly?

Tan Bansheng didn't want to show weakness in front of Mu Qi, swallowed back the last half of the sentence, and said coldly: "It was you who came to me to discuss cooperation. It's better not to ask hypocritical questions."

I don't know which word he hit Mu Qi, but Mu Qi became addicted to acting, and sighed in a fake way:

"After all, it is a matter of life and death. I always want to persuade the Suzerain to understand."

"People cannot be brought back to life after death, so Suzerain Tan really doesn't believe in the destiny and wants to go against the sky?"

Who is Tan Bansheng?

When he made up his mind, he thought about everything clearly. How could these few fake and empty words move his eyebrows?

"I've thought it through a long time ago. Luo Yongzhou can bring Mu Xi back to life, why can't I?"

For a long time, compared to Tan Bansheng's own way of dealing with people, his temperament and appearance are all his identity as Xiaoxing Shenzhu, his spying on the secrets of heaven is more well known and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But as Tan Bansheng spoke, his edges and corners gradually emerged.

He got rid of the shackles of Xiaoxing Shen's name and title, and became a real Tan Bansheng with flesh and blood:

"I said that as long as I live in this world for half my life, I will not believe in the destiny."

Mu Qi laughed.

He seemed to have heard the most ridiculous and absurd thing in the world, he couldn't stop laughing, leaned forward and backward, and burst into tears.

He laughed out of manner, and slapped his thigh vigorously, almost out of breath.

Really crazy.

One moment he could be well-dressed and decent like a kid from an aristocratic family, but the next moment he acted like an idler in the market.

Tan Bansheng watched him go crazy with cold eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Qi finally stopped laughing, but he was still panting when speaking: "Talk about half your life, talk about half your life, I know that after you and I worked together, you must be thinking about how to turn your face and how to kill me."

Tan Bansheng raised his eyebrows indifferently, silently admitting it.

Mu Qi spoke, with a tone of self-satisfied self-satisfaction and eagerness to show off: "But I am not. I don't want to kill you."

"Because I keep you, the good show will be even more exciting then."

He clapped his hands: "Maybe it's the most exciting scene I've seen recently."

Tan Bansheng tolerated his ignorant nonsense, and finally reached the limit of his patience with the demons, and the pattern floated in his palm:

"If you don't leave, do you want me to personally issue the order to evict the guest?"

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Mu Qi is as good as others.

Before leaving, he turned his head meanly and asked Tan Bansheng the last sentence:

"Talk about half your life. You have lived in this world for half your life. Apart from your master, is there no other person who is important to you?"

Tan Bansheng: "There used to be."

That was more than a hundred years ago, before Mu Xiwei was born.

Across the cabin, he couldn't see the smile gradually expanding on Mu Qi's face.

I couldn't hear a sneer in Mu Qi's heart:

Then you must regret it for the rest of your life.

No matter what thoughts and purposes they have, the sects of Immortal Dao came to the Demon King City one after another, and the land gods sat on the flying boats hanging high in the sky of the King City. Feeling suffocated.

All the tribes of the demon clan came from all directions, no matter how red-eyed they looked at the fairy road in private, because of the strict order of the new master, they had to grit their teeth and hold back for the time being.

As a result, the royal city, which was supposed to be the most chaotic and gathering of wind and clouds, was surprisingly peaceful.

Naturally, undercurrents are also indispensable.

For example, the leader of the Japanese Ministry at the moment.

Recently, after countless times of wanting to go back across time and space and strangle him to death, he came up with bad ideas, and let Luo Yongzhou ascend the throne to pass by him, gradually calmed down, and his heart gradually became ashamed.

Finally let him survive until the day when the Demon Lord ascended the throne.

He frightenedly glanced at Luo Yongzhou who was counting the list of demon clans who came to congratulate him, for fear that this ancestor would make some troubles for him every now and then.

Sure enough, Luo Yongzhou lived up to his expectations, closed the gift list with a "click", and said dissatisfied: "Did only a few demons come to the grand event of the demon lord's enthronement? Shouldn't the whole family come to congratulate? To be your demon lord, Isn't it too lacking in appearance?"

The leader of the Japanese Ministry took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

calm…

No, I can't calm down.

There are hundreds of millions of demons at every turn, where do you think the demon king city can really accommodate hundreds of millions of demons?

Ah? ? ?

Shall I temporarily expand a mustard space for you?

Or are the demons not afraid of stampede accidents?

Even if the demons are killing each other, they will never waste their living resources on such a stupid thing!

Also, do you reimburse the round-trip travel expenses?

If you really become a sword master, you can go thousands of miles with your sword, why don't you eat meat and don't understand the sufferings of demons, and the journey is difficult?

The leader of the Japanese Department took a deep breath for a second time, and tried his best to say: "Yes, it's the subordinate's disadvantage in doing things."

During these days with Luo Yongzhou, the leader of the Japanese Ministry has realized that it is unnecessary, really unnecessary, to argue with him about right and wrong.

It's better to consciously take over the blame, and you can die early and be reborn early, and end up in a decent end.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry changed the topic: "The fourth bell has rung, and the sixth bell is about to ring. When the grand ceremony is held, you can get ready to change into your crown."

Moyu has long nights throughout the year, no sun, no stars, no moon, so naturally there is no basis for timing.

After the previous great demon lord ascended the throne, a big bell was set up at the highest point of the royal city, and a special demon clan was in charge of ringing the bell. Twelve rings of the bell corresponded to twelve hours for the human race.

After the leader of the Japanese Ministry finished his speech, a maid obediently presented the clothes tray.

The crown dress used by the new demon master when he ascended the throne is naturally so gorgeous and so extravagant.

The brilliance like water is shaken out from the brocade, which is the black color that the demons have always advocated. It is pure and rich to the extreme, just like the starless and moonless night outside.

As for those painstaking efforts to embroider the complicated and repeated patterns with gold and silver threads, there are many.

It was just that one time, and Luo Yongzhou didn't have any insistence on wearing white, so he changed it after one glance.

The last piece of clothing was dragged to the bottom, and the last ribbon around the waist was neatly arranged. On the empty tray, there was still a metal mask prominently placed.

Luo Yongzhou followed the non-existent folds of the clothes casually: "Forget about the mask or something."

He lowered his head slightly, the demons in the temple did not dare to look at him directly, they could only peek at him out of the corner of their eyes, and could only see the outline of his brows.

Just a silhouette with the head bowed, peeking for a blink of an eye, is enough.

Like a light that can't be seen in the Demon Realm, it's bright and wanton. It can't be imprisoned by pure black costumes, and the entire Demon Realm can't be imprisoned by a dark cage in Nuoda.

I can only let it swam across the world unashamedly and swam to the corner of the river that day.

That beam of light was too blinding, too heart-shattering.

But whatever you see, you can't help but want to chase it.

But anyone who is chasing should know that nothing can trap him, and no one can chase him, so the more he wants to take it for himself.

Seeing this level is really... a kind of crime.

The blue vein on the forehead of the leader of the Japanese Ministry twitched twice.

If it was him more than half a month ago, when he saw that Luo Yongzhou was unwilling to wear a mask, he would have wept with joy, wishing to set off two firecrackers for the sword master's self-inflicted trap.

But now, half a month has passed.

Leader Sun Moon's understanding of Juggernaut has also been sublimated in a more comprehensive and specific way.

He knew very well that Luo Yongzhou's thoughts would come out of nowhere, and that he was even more insane than Mu Qi when he became crazy, so he didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he cautiously persuaded Luo Yongzhou to say:

"My lord, your face is known to everyone in the immortal world. If you don't use a mask to cover your eyes, don't you want to show it to others?"

"Isn't it good to let everyone know that the sword master is the devil?" Luo Yongzhou asked him slowly, holding the mask in one hand,

"I, Luo Yongzhou, act in an upright manner. I have nothing to say to others. Now that I want to be a demon lord, what is there to hide?"

Be a lord...

Be a lord...

devil...

That is the devil!

It's not that I'm going to buy a cabbage, there's nothing to hide.

He is a demon master!

There were countless roars in the leader of the Japanese Ministry.

He forcibly calmed down: "But...but, be careful first, you might as well wear it?"

Luo Yongzhou was very firm, and refused straight away: "I won't wear it."

The leader of the Japanese Ministry did not give up: "Don't you really think about bringing it?"

Luo Yongzhou was still extremely firm, and the question was just two words: "I don't want to wear it."

Fine.

Anyway, the leader of the Japanese Ministry can't ignore the first light of the bright candle and force Luo Yongzhou to wear it.

He suddenly woke up.

Who is he?where is he?what is he doing

Why did he originally intend to let the Juggernaut reveal his identity, but now he has to go to great lengths to persuade Luo Yongri to wear a mask to cover it up?

Shouldn't he be clapping his hands?

Why do you have to fuck the old lady's heart and spit out Dou E's blood?

The leader of the Japanese Ministry couldn't figure it out.

After thinking about it, he could barely come up with an explanation.

Maybe I was really scared by Luo Yongzhou's unreasonable playing of cards, and I couldn't bear it.

Outside the Demon Palace, a high platform was specially built for the Demon Lord's enthronement this time, with sapphire as the base, and the luminous pearls inlaid layer by layer are shining brightly, and there is no end in sight when you look up.

Those who knew it were the decorations on the high platform, but those who didn't know thought they had strayed into the starry sky.

The leaders of the Sun and Star Departments of the Mozu, one on the left and the other on the right, each led a line of Mahayana lined up behind them, waiting respectfully for the new lord to ascend the throne.

They didn't wait for the new master until their heads were drooping.

And at this moment, it has been a while since the clock rang the sixth time.

The mahayana patriarch of the Demon Race and the leaders of the Sun and Stars on the stage were still able to remain calm, but the audience couldn't help commotion.

Immortals are the first to lose their temper.

Among the people who came, Bai Yutan was a land god, born the most pampered and spoiled, and had the biggest temper, so it was only natural for him to get angry:

"I originally thought that coming here this time has already given you enough face for the new master of the demon race. I didn't expect that the new master of the demon race must have such awe-inspiring prestige to leave my group of people here for nothing?"

Of course, the patriarch of the Mahayana of the Demon Race would not favor Bai Yutan.

But his affection for the new master of the demon clan was also very limited. Hearing the words, he didn't want to intervene, so he smoothed things over: "When the master comes up, Patriarch Bai will know."

It means to let Bai Yutan and Luo Yongzhou solve it by themselves.

All the gods from the land of the Immortal Dao arrived, Bai Yutan was confident and confident, and shouted: "Are you worthy to talk to me?"

With the movement of his palm, he was as swift as lightning, while the Youlong under his palm was as straight as thunder.

I don't know if the leaders of the Sun and Star Division deliberately let it go or something else, but they watched Bai Yutan kill the Mahayana leader abruptly.

The still warm blood splashed on the sapphire platform, which had been cleaned nearly a hundred times back and forth to welcome the new lord to the throne, and the smooth and clean jade surface was also covered with a layer of blemishes.

The demons were shocked in an uproar.

Don't blame them, the iron-blooded cool order that the devil lord must not harm Xiandao was recently issued.

Of course, there are demons who don't believe in evil and don't want to give it a try.

As a result, he was decapitated by a sword qi, his pupils were wide open, and his head was hung high at the gate of the city to dry, invisibly deterring all the demons coming and going.

In just a few days, there was already a row of demons at the gate of the city, and there were many old, famous and cruel people among them.

Thinking of the demon master's attack, maybe it was just as easy as flicking his fingers in the demon palace. Such an insurmountable distance difference finally completely deterred the demon race and made them dare not act rashly.

However, if suppressed for a long time, it will always explode.

Bai Yutan's attack this time gave the demons a good excuse to explode.

"Bai Yutan!"

The leader of the star department on the stage couldn't bear it any longer, and made a bold move: "This is my demon's territory, your human race is too presumptuous!"

During the aftermath of their confrontation, the defensive formation of the Qingyu Terrace was completely illuminated, and the onlookers of the human and demon races burst into tears from the bright light.

Bai Yutan retreated a hundred feet in a row, and he didn't know how many human races and demon races were thrown into the air. The surrounding area of ​​Qingyu Terrace was originally blocked, but he smashed a path.

Fortunately, the aristocratic family attaches great importance to demeanor. When Bai Yutan fights, he still does not forget to maintain his glamorous image.

With several land gods who have become famous for many years behind him, Bai Yutan is very confident and does not hesitate at all.

He raised his head and said with a sneer: "My human race is too deceitful? I see that your demon lord first left all the land gods of my race here, and then a mere Mahayana dared to go out and answer my questions. I don't know etiquette, I don't know Is it your demons who are advancing and retreating? The savages are ignorant, and they deserve to be killed at will!"

Bai Yutan's words were really like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves, burning oil into the fire.

Not to mention the people in the fairy world, since they received the arrogant invitation from the demons, they have been holding back their anger, and when they entered the demon realm, they were surrounded by evil spirits, and the demons they saw were all ugly. Strange.

Following Bai Yutan's words, the resentment in their hearts for many days was freely vented, each with their swords in hand, ready to fight at all times.

Not to mention how the demons can bear it?

The sun and star leaders looked at each other, and when they were in a dilemma whether to attack Xiandao first or Mu Qi first, the Mahayana patriarch had already reached an agreement.

They have endured the new demon lord for a long time since that ban.

Originally, they planned to see the outcome at the grand ceremony. Since the new demon lord has the guts to issue a ban but doesn't have the guts to appear in front of people, then don't blame them for taking the first step.

Once they attack the Immortal Dao, they will hit the face of the demon lord who issued the ban. If the demon lord does not deal with them, it will be difficult to convince the public.

If the demon lord wants to deal with them, how can the tribal forces behind them be willing to let go of the devil lord?

No matter how you look at it, it is an unfavorable situation for both sides.

The leader of the Mahayana sneered secretly in his heart. If he wanted to blame, he could only blame the new Demon Lord for his brain twitching and daring to issue such a ban.

The demon tribe and the demon lord have always been either the east wind overpowering the west wind, or the west wind overpowering the east wind

There has never been any righteousness between monarchs and ministers, they go together and return together.

With this enthronement ceremony, the face of the new devil lord will be trampled under his feet, to see how majestic he will be in the clan in the future.

What a godsend opportunity.

The Mahayanas got off the stage and surrounded Bai Yutan.

The leader of the Mahayana said coldly: "Patriarch Bai has the guts to move the Mahayana of the demons in my demon realm, so of course he should explain something to my demons."

He laughed twice: "That's right, the land gods are amazing. I usually give up in a one-on-one fight, but this time you have brought disciples and juniors, and there are tens of thousands of demons in the king's city."

"Can one of the people you bring have a thousand?"

Having said that, the evil intentions of the Demon Race have been clearly revealed.

The demons below have long been suffocating. Hearing the words of the Mahayana patriarch, there were strange laughter and screams, and they wished to turn the king city upside down.

Needless to say, the Mahayana patriarch, with their huge number of people, they spontaneously and consciously formed an encirclement circle, step by step towards the backlog of people in the immortal way.

There are even some demons who can't bear their temper, and in the midst of troubled waters, they quietly moved their hands on the people in the immortal way.

Su Su's sword energy swept across, and when he cut the throat of the hands-on demon clan, it was as easy and neat as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

A man in Tsing Yi walked down from the flying boat slowly. He walked in mid-air like a stroll in a garden, as if there really was such a bridge connecting the flying boat in the sky with the two ends of the Qingyu Terrace on the ground.

"Dare to do it openly?" Qiu Qingya said flatly, before she concluded, "I'm not dead yet."

He is not good at words, and all the words used are all modified, and the words can be reduced if they can be reduced.

But the confidence under the words is that there is no need to use any adjectives to add luster, which is well known all over the world.

Their generation came from the flames of blood and flames, from the experience of the immortal generals, and the land ten gods who forcibly turned the tide are still alive.

How dare Mo Dao take advantage of their presence?

When his Qingya sword was out of its sheath, the few sword qi that Punish Mowuwutang were the best and most powerful proof.

Another figure also floated down.

Yue Yingque has a beautiful name and a beautiful figure, like a goddess descended into the world, but her speech is very rude, she scoffed:

"If you do it, you do it. Why, do you demons still like to play tricks when you do it?"

A bright moon slowly rose out of her palm.

In a dark place like the Demon Realm where there is no moon all year round, the soft brilliance of the bright moon that is not dazzling almost makes people shed tears, and entangles the softest emotions in the bottom of my heart.

Wherever the bright moon reaches, that is where good dreams always come true.

The restless demons were soothed by the bright moon, and gradually became intoxicated.

Seeing that something was wrong, the leaders of the Sun and Star Departments went forward to face the waxing and waning of the last month, blocking her dream of the dream for the demons.

Tan Bansheng stood beside the two of them, not saying a word, only the starlight was intimidating.

Even Wan Ban Zong Lu Shen Yi Xing, who loves He Xi Ni most and is the most peaceable person, stood up unsmilingly. Although he didn't say a word, his meaning was obvious.

If you want to fight, then fight.

Six land gods face off against tens of thousands of demons, to see who can beat the other.

Bai Luoshi really complied with the old man's remark that he made troubles, rolled his eyes around, and counted them one by one:

"Gui Bihai, Xijizhou, Xiaoxingshen, Wanbanzong... well, and our Bai family. Where did Bai Yunjian go at this time? The legendary sword master who is the most jealous of demons and never leaves evil under his sword where?"

Bai Yutan held a grudge against Luo Yongzhou, so naturally he would not miss this good opportunity to add insult to injury:

"Who knows? We sword masters have killed two great demon masters. It is impossible for us to be the third one to understand the truth that there are only three things, so we are timid to fight, right?"

He bit the word timidly very hard, and everyone could hear the sarcasm in and out of what he said.

Yue Yingque and Qiu Qingya really didn't think much about it.

The two of them are familiar with Luo Yongzhou's character, and they also have 100% trust in Luo Yongzhou.

Yue Yingque felt that there was nothing to think about.

Whether it appears or not, it is Luo Yongzhou's decision.

And she believed in Luo Yongzhou, so she naturally believed in Luo Yongzhou's decision.

Before she could open her mouth to dismiss the old guy, Qi Yunfei already had a grim expression and said:

"You ask me where my uncle is, I really don't know. If you ask me where the people in Baiyun Jian are, I can answer you right away."

He pulled out the Fenglei Sword, and the blade in his hand was bright:

"Before you stop fighting the demons, let me make gestures with you to see if I am qualified to stand here as a person in the white clouds?"

It's okay.

This has not yet fought with the demons, and the human race is in chaos first.

However, everyone is familiar with Qi Yunfei's violent temperament, and they also know that Bai Luoshi's words are too much.

If they were Qi Yunfei, they would be angry too.

The land gods did not speak, and the rest of the people were not good, and they had no position to persuade them.

"The teacher is naturally in the Demon Realm."

Unexpectedly, it was Mu Xiwei who spoke.

He stood out among a group of disciples, such as the monotonous and boring place of the Demon Realm, where green pines and bamboos grew and rose against the sun.

His demeanor was no worse than that of Bai Luoshi, a land god.

"My teacher once told me that his trip was only for the life of the demon lord. What Senior White said earlier was not true, so let's just avoid it."

How could Bai Luoshi give in to a junior?

He said coldly: "Boy, you really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, we are talking, when will you get a junior to intervene?"

Luo Yongzhou is not here, Bai Yutan can be said to be elated, and sang with Bai Luoshi:

"With the name of Juggernaut, do you really think that you can be on an equal footing with us? The last demon Mahayana who spoke like this has already been killed by me—"

He didn't finish his words, but the threat was clearly revealed.

The disciples in Bai Yunjian were hissed away.

Among the boos, several voices are the mainstream.

It's nothing more than: "Tsk, dying, it's so pitiful."

"He doesn't know the relationship between Uncle Mu and our Sword Master, so he dares to speak casually."

"Speaking of which, the Sword Master calls Uncle Mu Master Brother, so how should old man Bai call Master Master Mu? How should Patriarch Bai call Master Master Mu? Isn't their family the most important thing about seniority? They must do what they say. .”

"Forget it, let him have sweet dreams for two days first, and after a while, he will cry."

Yes, it was influenced by the atmosphere when the disciples talked about gossip two days ago.

During the banquet, he was excited and impulsive for a while, drank a few catties of wine to strengthen his courage, and told the story that Luo Yongzhou was Luo Shiliu.

Of course the disciples were shattered at the beginning, of course they didn't believe it, and forced Yan to swear to the way of heaven.

Useless.

What should be believed should be believed.

After the initial shock passed, the disciples tried to comfort themselves and calm down.

Think about it too.

They can all accept Uncle Qi calling Uncle Mu a senior brother, I'm so scared, why can't they accept the Juggernaut?

They can all accept Master Mu's high-ranking Sword Saint disciples, why can't they accept Master Mu's high-ranking Sword Saint Taoist companion?

of course not.

Of course the disciples stubbornly couldn't believe it.

Can Uncle Qi and Juggernaut compare?

Do disciples and Taoist companions mean the same thing?

The sword master they stand on top of the world, the flower of the high mountains that they dare not touch in their hearts?

Why?Why is the surname Mu okay?

Speaking of it, Mu Xiwei was lucky. When the disciple was in a daze and instinctively resisted, the Bai family father and son did this for him.

There are not a few people who cause the disciples to retaliate and think that they will not scare you to death. The matter between him and Luo Yongzhou was accepted by the disciples by accident.

As for how far the internal rumors in Baiyunjian will spread in the future, and how many more books of the story will be written, it is a matter of different opinions.

"Tsk, old man Bai."

A voice came from afar, and it landed firmly in Bai Luoshi's ear.

That voice was not too loud in front of the noisy sapphire stage, and its meaning was not too obvious, but after hearing it once, it was never forgotten.

It has nothing to do with the ups and downs.

It's just the beauty of the pure rhythm, which is breathtaking.

How can mortals forget the Jiuxiaoxianyin?

"You called me once in the Tianbang test, and you didn't hurt me enough, how dare you call me a second time?"

"You call me the second time, and you still dare to bully my disciple in front of me?"

They watched helplessly as a person burst out of the sky, and the black clothes rubbed and dragged across the sapphire countertop. The rustling patterns of gold and silver threads seemed to be farther away in the dark night sky, 33 layers away from the sky, and a little light from the Milky Way flowed in the world.

Standing in front of tens of thousands of people from the two races of humans and demons, he has an outstanding demeanor.

All sounds are silent, all sounds are silent.