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

Mu Xi slightly looked at his speechless look, thinking that Luo Yongzhou was having trouble with his face, and couldn't bear to embarrass him any longer, so she quickly revealed the matter:

"Thank you, Daoist Luo, for your kindness. It's just that everyone has their own home. For example, between the white clouds is the home of fellow Daoist Luo, and the Mingjingtai is my home. It's just for peace of mind. There is no such thing as high or low. You don't need to worry about it anymore, Fellow Daoist Luo."

this kid.

Luo Yongzhou really didn't know whether to laugh or get angry, whether to say he was stupid or that he had a strong character.

It's not that Mu Xiwei is ignorant of the benefits of Baiyunjian and the shortcomings of Mingjingtai; it's not that he hasn't seen others sharpen their heads to drill into Baiyunjian.

But he still didn't want to.

It doesn't matter if it's because he doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, or if he puts love first, in Mu Xiwei's eyes, what Bai Yunjian can bring him is no match for the word love.

Luo Yongzhou finally snorted coldly: "What a silly boy."

Mu Xiwei didn't get angry, and asked him instead: "We are in a different place, if I say that I can solve the troubles of the demons for Fellow Daoist Luo, the condition is that Fellow Daoist Luo worships the Mingjing Platform, may Fellow Daoist Luo accept it? "

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

All right, all right.

After rejecting the Juggernaut's invitation to accept disciples twice, this kid Mu Xiwei put his nose on the face and successfully explained to the world what it means to die without end.

He wanted to invite the Juggernaut into the Mirror Stage.

Invite the peak of what this world can do to enter an eighteenth-rate small sect.

In terms of this courage alone, Mu Xiwei surpassed most of the land gods in the world, and the unlucky demon master who died under the sword of Luo Yongri 200 years ago.

Luo Yongzhou felt that he hadn't drawn his sword yet, he was really getting older, and his energy-raising skills had also improved.

Mu Xiwei shook his wrist while he was silent, and a spiritual force emerged from his palm.He controlled his strength just right, able to shake off Luo Yongzhou's fingers without hurting him.

Immediately, with a flicker of sword light, Mu Xiwei fell ten feet away and drew his sword towards the demons.

It is a demon clan in the stage of transforming gods.

To Luo Yongzhou, a sword qi can kill a row, but to Ming Jingtai, it is indeed a big trouble.

You must know that the suzerain and several elders with the highest cultivation base of Mingjingtai are also cultivation bases comparable to the stage of transformation into gods.

Fortunately, when Luo Yongzhou appeared in the demon clan, the sword energy firmly restricted the demon clan's actions, so that none of his disciples could be hurt.

Under his invisible sword energy, the demons did things as if a ghost hit a wall, which was weird and confusing.

The moves failed, the magic energy was weak, the movements were slow, and he hit himself, as if he deliberately came to the mirror stage to die.

Even the elders feel that something is wrong when they hit each other.

After the demon clan roared, and the seemingly all-out attack failed, the elder didn't even bother to dodge, "Sovereign, this demon clan..."

Is there something wrong with being weak?

The master of Mingjingtai also understood what he meant, and was silent for a while, without thinking too much: "It's a good thing, remember to be cautious, and be careful of his tricks."

The inability to use the strength of the demons made him ten thousand times more uncomfortable than hitting the cotton with all his strength. Because of this kind of aggrieved, his flesh and blood exploded under the joint attack of several suzerain elders also hurt so much There is a bit of hearty and refreshing meaning.

A huge bloody hole was newly pierced in his chest by a sharp weapon, and bones of the dead could be seen faintly.

The demon clan screamed up to the sky with this pain, and was extremely angry: "God damn it! Deliberately stop me, and don't let me find the new master of my clan!"

Luo Yongzhou's eyes froze under the mask, and he finally understood the purpose of the demon clan.

The Mozu came to the Mirror Terrace to find the Great Demon Lord.

In other words, they came to find Mu Xiwei.

As for Luo Yongzhou's sword energy, the cultivation base of the demon clan was not enough to make him realize that someone else was doing it secretly, so he naturally took it for granted.

Luo Yongzhou no longer hesitated, and squeezed into the crowd to find Mu Xiwei.

Although the Demon Race is just a dying Huashen, he always has a bad premonition somewhere.

"What is he saying?"

The elder of Mingjingtai was confused and didn't understand why.

The suzerain of the Mirror Terrace didn't know either, so he could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Perhaps he is trying to cover up his incompetence in the name of blaming Heaven."

But the demons were red-eyed with anger.

Luo Yongzhou found Mu Xiwei when the suzerain of Mingjing Terrace pronounced the last word.

He hovered in mid-air with sharper sword aura.

When the demons came to look for Mu Xiwei, it was conceivable that they couldn't stay, and it was safe to kill them cleanly.

The sword is like a sharp blade, and the demons are not allowed to resist, so they cut his throat, and blood spurted.

Luo Yongzhou has killed so many demons, so many that he can't remember clearly. Every time he raises his sword and falls, there will be bright red and warm blood rushing out, which is no different from that of humans. Sincerely.

But this time the demons are different.

His blood was faintly black, it wasn't that kind of stinky black blood, the black place was very pure, and tiny flickering jet-black spots surged like grains of sand, like a handful of fine sand in the vast universe.

Like... a fragment of the origin of the demon.

Moreover, the identity of the owner of this fragment is not simple, and it is definitely not a low-level person like the Huashen Demon Race.

As Luo Yongzhou predicted well, it should be lent to him by one of the leaders of the Sun, Moon and Star Tribes.

Blood like arrows.

Before Luo Yongzhou had time to think about it, he instinctively shouted to Mu Xi: "Avoid it!"

If there was a powerful person present at that moment, he would definitely be able to detect the sword energy densely hanging in the air, like the arrows of thousands of troops and horses and thousands of arrows on the string.

Not to mention mere blood arrows, even invisible and colorless elements such as gusts of wind, Luo Yongri can also strangle them into pieces that can't lift the waves.

However, the attraction, the attachment, between the origin of the monster and its fragments is too strong after all.

Luo Yongzhou's sword energy can scatter blood arrows and strangle the fragments of the demon's origin, but it cannot suppress the demon's origin.

Unless he is willing to let the origin of the demon emerge from Mu Xiwei's body, and spare no effort to fight.Otherwise, wrestling secretly will always have their own scruples.

Luo Yongzhou watched helplessly as the fragments of the demon origin merged into Mu Xiwei's body, and the rest turned into a fine black mist, heading towards the Demon Realm.

The shards of black mist are so small that Luo Yongri can only distinguish it clearly with the eyesight of the holy realm, and other people don't know it at all.

Luo Yongzhou's expression on the mask suddenly sank.

The sound of the sword that his sword energy smashed into the void was vaguely like the howling and long chants of a dragon coming out of an abyss and a crane returning to the nine heavens.

Anyone who is familiar with Juggernaut knows that he was really angry.

In a fit of rage, the Sword Master didn't dare to resist, let alone a small fragment of the origin of the demon, even the great demon lord in his prime in front of him.

But Luo Yongzhou's sword did not catch up with the black smoke that was turned from the original fragments of the demon.

Or it is more appropriate to say that the way of heaven does not let him catch up.

Mu Xiwei's birth was permitted by the way of heaven.The demon clan has been silent for more than 200 years, and the Dao of Heaven needs a new demon lord to be born.

Luo Yongzhou's previous actions were already against the sky.

His eyes became darker, and the sword energy in the void did not retreat but advanced, like a dragon proudly raising its head.

As a result, the bright sun that had been shining just now retreated, and the clear sky thousands of miles away was splashed with gloomy colors.

Dark clouds gathered half of the sky, and the clouds were dark and heavy, only the occasional lightning and thunder, which became the only brightness in it.

The sky changed in an instant.

The demons died thoroughly, and the people in the deacon hall arranged the aftermath in an orderly manner. Seeing that everything was back on track, Mu Xi came up to pull Luo Yongzhou:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, the weather has changed suddenly. Although we are not afraid of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the weather seems to be extremely bad. There is no need to stay outside and fight hard. Let's go inside."

Luo Yongzhou turned his head, and said with a slight smile in his voice, "You're right."

Mu Xiwei didn't notice that he bent his fingers suddenly, and his knuckles turned white.

The long dragon with sword aura in the void collided with the thunder in the clouds, and its sharp claws grabbed the floating cloud fiercely, and spit out a pillar of fire between its sharp teeth.

It is the sword master's best and most well-known first-hand lamp in the world.

The lights scattered the thunder and burned the clouds.

In a blink of an eye, the dark clouds dissipated, the thunder disappeared, and the fine weather returned to a clear blue sky.

Luo Yongzhou's sword energy was blocked by the thunder of heaven, but it failed to catch up with the black mist of the source fragments.

But he broke up the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt.

The Juggernaut drew out his sword and wanted thunder from the sky to stop him.

The Juggernaut withdraws his sword and asks for thunder to accompany him.

Who in the world can have his courage?

Mu Xi stopped slightly, and couldn't help but wondered: "Today's weather is really changeable, over and over again."

Luo Yongzhou flicked his fingertips and didn't care at all: "That's because Tiandao's father, I didn't like what this son of a bitch did, so he beat Lei Ting back."

Shocked, Mu Xi hastily covered his mouth.

It's hard for Mu Xiwei to cover her mouth quickly and relentlessly even though she was panicked and covered her mouth with a mask, successfully blocking all Luo Yongzhou's words.

Luo Yongzhou decided to retract the judgment made not long ago.

Mu Xiwei is very courageous.

Not only dared to let the Juggernaut join the Mingjingtai, but also dared to fight the Juggernaut himself.

Look, is this something that can be done in the foundation building period?Is this plausible?

"Is it okay to say bad things about Tiandao?"

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

Anyway, I have done it head-on, so it doesn't matter if it is casual or not.

After Mu Xi reprimanded him for a few words, she hurriedly tried to make amends: "Tongyan Wuji Tongyan Wuji."

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

He is over 600 years old, Tong Yan Wuji, your uncle.

Thanks to his own outspokenness, Mu Xi kept a stern face along the way and ignored him again.

"Xiwei."

Luo Yongzhou called out.

Mu Xi didn't look sideways, just pretending that she didn't hear.

Luo Yongzhou: "I'm going to the Demon Realm for a few days, so you stay safe and sound at the Mirror Stage."

He successfully broke the freezing atmosphere between the two of them with the words "Go to Demon Realm".

"Go to the Demon Realm?" Mu Xi slightly disagreed, "Every step of the Demon Realm is dangerous. Although I shouldn't interfere with Fellow Daoist Luo's decision, it's better not to go to a place like the Demon Realm."

How could Luo Yongzhou listen to his words in his heart, and the lazy tone he spoke was extremely annoying:

"Don't worry, I've been in Demon Realm for years older than you, and nothing will happen."

Luo Yongzhou couldn't turn a blind eye to the black smoke that finally fled to that demon realm under the protection of the heaven.

If his deduction is correct, it should be that one of the leaders of the three divisions of the Sun, Moon and Stars learned about the existence of the origin of the demon, so he sent his men to the Immortal Dao.

The fragments of the origin of the monsters are the special fragments that these three people provided to their subordinates that can be used to detect the origin of the monsters.

The black mist that escaped at the end, no accident, was sent back to the Demon Realm to send a message to the leaders of the three divisions of Sun, Moon and Star.

Luo Yongzhou still didn't know how much they knew about Mu Xiwei's identity, and what kind of thinking they sent people to the Mirror Stage, whether they were casting a wide net or focusing on one place.

The more this is the case, the more he cannot ignore it.

The life of the leader of the Sun, Moon, and Star cannot be kept.

He should go to Demon Realm himself.

"If Fellow Daoist Luo must go to Demon Realm, take me with you."

Seeing that Luo Yongzhou could not be persuaded, Mu Xi pondered for a while, and said this to Luo Yongzhou.

This time it was replaced by Luo Yongzhou in surprise.

He had exactly the same thought as Mu Xiwei just now.

Does this kid know where the Demon Realm is, so he dares to go with him?

Do you think your life is too long?

Mu Xi couldn't see the expression on Luo Yongzhou's face, but could feel the stagnation of his posture, and smiled at Luo Yongzhou.

There is no haze in his smile, and his natural appearance is outstanding, just like the scene of all things growing in spring when the earth returns to the earth, it is pleasing to the eye and endlessly warm:

"Fellow Daoist Luo promised me that he would stay with me for a while and keep me safe and sound. Do you want to regret it now?"

But if Luo Yongzhou was really Luo Shiliu, not only would he not be able to keep Mu Xiwei safe, but Mu Xiwei might have to do the opposite to protect him.

If Mu Xiwei really went to Demon Realm with Luo Shiliu, he would have to take care of everywhere he wanted to come.

Luo Yongzhou stared fixedly at him, but couldn't say anything to flatter him for a while.

Mu Xi said slightly: "Fellow Daoist Luo, don't worry. Humans and demons are irreconcilable. Sooner or later we will face the demons. Go to the Demon Realm to practice. Although the risks are quite high, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages."

The silly boy comforted him in turn.

Obviously he made the decision, and he had some ideas. Looking at Luo Shiliu from Mu Xiwei's standpoint, most people would only think that Luo Yongzhou is a completely unreasonable lunatic.

But Mu Xiwei didn't mind.

Mu Xiwei also planned to accompany him and try her best to keep him safe.

Luo Yongzhou stretched out his hand, touched Mu Xiwei's shoulder blade hesitantly for the first time, and wrapped his arms around him:

"I'll be fine."

Silly boy.

The distance between the two of them was shortened by this hug, and Mu Xiwei could even smell a little fragrance from Luo Yongzhou's body.

Very sparse, very deserted.

Like red plums caught in the cold wind mixed with snow, or hibiscus soaked in the cold moon in the water, even if you know you can't touch it, it still shakes your mind.

Mu Xi staggered slightly and flashed a thought that didn't fit the bill:

What kind of face is hidden under the mask of Fellow Daoist Luo?

This also became his last thought before coma.

Luo Yongzhou sharply slashed at him with a knife in his hand. After thinking about it, he was not at ease. The sword energy sealed the origin of the demon in Mu Xiwei's body even tighter.

Before he left, he left a last sentence: "Wait for me to come back."

This time, Luo Yongzhou is willing to help Mu Xiwei whether he and Mu Qi are old, whether Mu Xiwei has his demon origin in his body.

Because Mu Xiwei is the only person in the world who is willing to risk his life for Luo Shiliu.

When Luo Shiliu was a young boy with nothing before entering Baiyunjian, he might have really hoped for someone who could lean on his back, someone who appeared like a ray of light.

So he became the light of others, and became the person that others could rely on.

From friends to teachers, to people who have never met in the world.

Everyone believes in him, loves him, admires him and admires him, is it not just his own back?He entrusted the entire world to Luo Yongzhou.

He receives all the love in the world, and bears all the heavy responsibilities.

Then, 600 years later, Mu Xiwei appeared, just like what Luo Shiliu had imagined 600 years ago.

The 600-year-late appearance is also an appearance.

"Your Highness."

The efficiency of Xiaoxing's dark department is indeed astonishing. It was less than two hours before the attack on the Mingjingtai, and the leader had already enshrined the photo stone recording the whole incident on the Tanbansheng table with both hands.

Tan Bansheng watched the video in its entirety.

The gods on land are different from ordinary people. The original fragments and sword energy in the void that people in the mirror stage cannot detect, are easy to detect in half a lifetime.

He finished watching one scene, but he was unexpectedly quiet, and his tone was sure of winning: "As expected, Mu Xiwei is inseparable from the demons."

The leader lowered his voice and made a gesture: "My lord, do we want to finish that kid?"

Anyone who has even a little understanding of Tan Bansheng will have the idea of ​​​​like a leader.

"Not urgent."

Tan Bansheng stood up, the starlight on the robe leisurely turned, the luster was beautiful, the places that passed by, no matter how hard, hard or precious things were, were all turned into ashes.

This land god really wanted to kill.

"The Juggernaut obviously wants to protect him, so let's not move on the surface."

The Juggernaut is a person who needs to be afraid of the two races of humans and demons, the six clans and four surnames, and the three clans of the sun, moon and stars.

Talking about Bansheng and Xiaoxing Shen is no exception.

The leader boldly asked: "My lord, that sword master..."

Due to his reverence for the Juggernaut, the leader dared not speak too harshly.

But the meaning behind his words is already clear.

Is the Juggernaut still the Juggernaut whose first light is only to light the world?

Tan Bansheng glanced at him indifferently, making the leader silent.

As we all know, this Master Xiaoxing hardly ever showed his emotions.

As long as he showed a little bit of emotion, it was enough to ring the alarm bell and beat the drum in people's hearts.

For example now.

Tan Bansheng pressed the space between his eyebrows.

In front of others, Tan Bansheng seldom made such actions that would reveal his inner irritability.

"The Juggernaut...I know him."

Talking about half of your life is generally not dead.

But 500 years of sincere friendship, why can't we say that we understand each other?

500 years of friendship, why can't they be regarded as true friends?

Tan Bansheng was willing to make an exception for Luo Yongzhou, treating him as the only exception.

"He has his reasons for acting. Maybe he doesn't know Mu Xiwei's identity, or maybe he was deceived by Mu Xiwei. Don't worry about it."

At the end, his expression was cold: "The sword master's actions are not something you can speculate on."

"Everything that the Juggernaut has done for the human race for hundreds of years is not for you to speculate and question."

The leader hesitated to speak.

What the Juggernaut did in the video didn't look like a person being led by the nose, his protection for Mu Xiwei was obvious and beyond doubt.

Besides, who in the world can use a Juggernaut as a sword, and who dares to lie to a Juggernaut?

But he watched Tan Bansheng's expression, and slowly closed his mouth.

What I saw and thought of, has always been meticulous and thoughtful, how could Master Xiaoxing Shen not see it?

What I know about Juggernaut is better than half a lifetime?

In the past half of his life, he has always looked at the world in a bad way, and in thinking people's hearts in a selfish and narrow-minded way.

But Luoyongzhou is different.

I don't want to talk about half my life.

No matter how dark the world is, no matter how fast time passes, Luo Yongri should remain unchanged for 1000 to 1 years, forever sincere, passionate, proud and magnanimous.

The leader stopped talking and sighed silently in his heart.

Saying a thousand words and ten thousand is just talking about not believing in evil for half a lifetime, and not wanting to believe it.

Master Xiaoxing Shen calculated that the secrets of heaven are unique in the world, and he has always known the truth of withdrawing from them and watching them with cold eyes.

I didn't expect that there would be times when I would blindfold myself.

The Sovereign of the Mirror Terrace looked at the person in front of him with a hundred apprehensions in his heart.

The group of elders around him, who are usually uncompromising figures in the sect, did not dare to breathe at this time, and they all sat like a group of quail, just waiting for someone from the opposite side to speak.

The visitor wore a white robe inside and a crane cloak outside, and a pair of fish-like yin and yang crowns, looking very elegant and unrestrained.

Good looks don't matter.

There are hundreds of millions of sentient beings in this world, and there is no shortage of people with outstanding grace and beauty.

What matters is the identity of the visitor.

The head of Bai Yunjian, Lu Guijing.

This is the incomparable unique identity of a peerless beauty no matter how outstanding she is.

In normal times, the Master of the Mirror Terrace would only hand over the invitation to Bai Yunjian, and it would be rare to have the opportunity to pay his respects to the master. This time, if the master of Bai Yunjian came to visit in person, how could it not make him feel like falling into a dream?

The suzerain of the Mirror Terrace was in a dream, and he didn't even hear what Lu Guijing said clearly.

Fortunately, Lu Guijing was used to dealing with all parties, he was gentle and polite, and he was always easy to talk and get along with.

If there are other people with similar status and status to him, they might think that they are being ignored and despised by the Mingjingtai, and they might simply blame the entire sect.

Lu Guijing had no choice but to repeat it again, asking: "How about the sect's idea?"

The suzerain of the Mirror Terrace came back to his senses, and raving: "I think it's very good, very good, it couldn't be better, huh? Wait? What do you mean?"

The current scene is too distorted, the suzerain of Mingjingtai never dreamed that he would have the opportunity to talk with the head of Bai Yunjian, so he didn't think about being rude at all.

Who would think about faux pas in a dream?

On one side, Mu Xi slightly looked away in horror.

He is also very inexplicable for himself to stand here.

Mu Xiwei used to practice well in his own room, but when Elder Bai Yunjian rushed in aggressively and dragged him out, Mu Xiwei was so shocked that he thought he had made some heinous mistake.

Of course, this may be more shocking than what heinous mistakes he has made.

Because the head of Bai Yunjian wanted to see him by name.

The elder of Mingjingtai never stopped asking him all the way when he was brought here.

Basically, it was something like "Have you ever met the head of Baiyunjian?"

Mu Xiwei answered no.

The elder suspected that he was not telling the truth, he flicked his sleeves heavily, and snorted coldly:

"Alright, since you refuse to admit it, you will know the whole story when you meet the head of Bai Yunjian."

Mu Xi replied gently: "The disciple is also very curious."

Although he was puzzled, he never had too much fear and worry.

Baiyunjian is the number one sect of immortality, and his behavior is extremely upright and aboveboard.

I have never done anything wrong, even if the head of Bai Yunjian came to him by name, it is human nature to be shocked, but there is no need to be afraid.

Among a group of old men with gray hair and beards in the main hall, he was young and out of place.

Naturally, a bunch of searching eyes were greeted.

Everyone has practiced to the present age, and they have more or less cultivated a little bit of calmness. No matter how violent the temper was, they are not impulsive boys.

But this time was different, the elders' curiosity about Mu Xiwei was directly on the table, and they couldn't be suppressed.

Don't blame them for being curious, it's because this matter is too abnormal and unreasonable.

The head of Bai Yunjian and Mu Xiwei are in the sky and the ground, one is standing on a high mountain in the sky, and the other is just the most ordinary of all living beings in the mud on the ground.

What is there about him that is worth making the head of Bai Yunjian remember his name and bring it up?

Fortunately, Mu Xiwei was good at nourishing his energy, and was able to calm down and smile until now under the pin-pricked eyes of the elders of the Mingjingtai.

Lu Guijing had a good temper and explained to the suzerain of Mingjingtai: "I, Bai Yunjian, intend to incorporate Mingjingtai into a subordinate sect, what is the suzerain's idea?"

His words scared all the suzerain elders of the Mingjingtai to their spirits.

It's not that Lu Guijing's proposal was not good.

But Lu Guijing's suggestion was really good.

Being an affiliated sect of Baiyunjian means that when you go out to walk, you will play Baiyunjian's signboard, and you will receive the protection of Baiyunjian.

How many sects want this kind of treatment and can't ask for it?

No matter what, the people at Mingjingtai couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to them for no reason.

The suzerain of the Mirror Terrace was suddenly alert: "Your sect wants my sect to offer spiritual stone treasures, such as that precious mirror?"

Lu Guijing was really not interested in that discarded precious mirror, so he smiled and said, "No need."

Sovereign: "Then do we need my sect to provide a spiritual territory?"

Lu Guijing really didn't like the small place like Mingjingtai, so he smiled and said, "No need."

The suzerain didn't believe that there could be pies falling from the sky, so he couldn't figure it out: "May I ask the master to teach you a thing or two."

"Speaking of which, I also have something to ask for from the Mirror Station."

The hairs all over the suzerain elder's body were about to stand on end.

There is that person sitting in the white clouds, calling the wind and calling the rain, what do you want?There are several heads hidden in the head of the great demon master. How could a dilapidated sect in Mingjingtai be worthy of Lu Guijing's personal begging?

Lu Guijing smiled, and slowly shifted his gaze to Mu Xiwei, sizing him up carefully.

Looks... really good.

Personality doesn't look too bad.

Just barely.

He sighed in his heart, thinking of Qi Yunfei's face that hadn't had a good look for twelve hours recently, and his desire to find someone to fight and vent all the time, he could already predict that after Mu Xiwei came to Baiyunjian, it would be a headache. The chicken-flying-dog-jumping scene.

However, Luo Yongzhou personally ordered and emphasized the matter, what else could Lu Guijing do other than follow through?

Could it be that he dares not to agree, to go out and challenge Mingzhu Chuguang single-handedly?

Lu Guijing's every move is undoubtedly the focus of everyone on the Mirror Stage.

The elder of Mingjingtai followed other actions and sized Mu Xi up from head to toe.

They really couldn't understand why Lu Guijing specially called Mu Xiwei to come here.

What kind of fate can a kid in the foundation building period form with the aloof head of Bai Yunjian?

It can't be said that he is the biological son of Lu Guijing who has been living in the world, can he?

Everyone couldn't figure it out.

Lu Guijing clenched his hands into fists, covered his mouth with his fists, and coughed lightly.

If it weren't for his detached appearance and demeanor, people would inevitably suspect that the head of Baiyunjian was a little embarrassed when he spoke.

"I would like to ask the Mingjing Platform for a disciple, Mu Xiwei."

"It's the person my uncle likes."