Chapter 3117: Tea Ceremony and Philosophical Discourse, Mo C

battered, his jaw covered in blood, his entire being radiating weakness to the extreme.Even in the eyes of Wangchuan, there was a trace of fear.In his time, Wang Chuan had reached the peak, one of the...Inside an ancient pavilion within the Yue Huang clan's cultivation grounds.

Jun Xiaoyao, leisurely and serene, sat cross-legged in meditation.

Here we wait for the day of our marriage.

He knew that when the time came, the ancient Jinwu clan would definitely cause trouble.

But that was all part of his plan.

...while on a nearby artificial hill. ...

Ye Tong sat there, still habitually whittling a wooden figurine to himself.

From time to time, she would steal a glance at you with the corner of her eye.

Since she came out, Jun Xiaoyao hasn't fished for her or roasted meat for her.

She could only carve the wooden sculpture by herself.

At this moment, a melodious female voice suddenly came from outside the pavilion.

"Young Master Ye..."

"It's Miss Mu, come in." Jun Xiaoyao stood up.

The figure of Mù Cháng Xī appeared in his eyes.

She wore a moon-white cloud robe, never once attracting even a speck of dust.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching to her slender waist, as delicate as that of a beautiful serpent.

The complexion is crystal clear, the facial features delicate and flawless, with not a single blemish.

Every graceful step brought her curves to life, like a blossoming flower reaching for the sun. They seemed to possess their own vibrant energy.

Under the mask of Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes remained indifferent.

There was no deliberate avoidance, nor any hint of impropriety.

For he had once seen a Taiyin Holy Physique, Jade Chanjuan of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

I have to say, this physique is amazing.

You say she's fat, but where she should be thin, her limbs are as slender as willow branches.

You say she's thin, but where she should be curvy, she stands out.

It seems like the Taiyin Sacred Body all look this way, angelic faces, devilish figures.

Otherwise, how could she be considered a rare beauty and be passionately pursued by the opposite sex

He noticed Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, neither avoiding nor deliberately staring.

Mu Changxi felt very surprised.

Because she hadn't seen such eyes in a long time.

Those men who once pursued her did not display overt, fiery possessiveness.

that is, deliberately acting like a gentleman and avoiding eye contact.

Both of them, whichever one it is, made Mu Changxi feel uncomfortable.

And your carefree gaze was just right, it had the proper etiquette of normal appreciation yet didn't seem deliberately offensive.

This, on the contrary, shows that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't really have much thought for her. He seems carefree and open.

"Chang'e humbly intrudes, hoping the Night Master will not take offense."

Mù Cháng Xī's red lips parted slightly, her voice measured and polite.

"Where I know that too," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"As a young woman, suddenly having to marry a man I don't know very well is naturally a bit difficult to adjust to."

"Although it's just an act, it will obviously affect Mu girl's reputation."

"However, this is the arrangement of the Yuehuang Family. In fact, Ye doesn't want to affect Miss Mu's reputation either."

Jun Xiaoyao's words were gentle and reasonable, his manner graceful and elegant.

This gave Mu Changxi a strange sense of security.

And this sense of security is exactly what she has always lacked.

"Young Master Ye..."

Mù Cháng Xī was just about to say something.

Suddenly, something fell down.

Mu Changxi subconsciously looked, it was the head of a wooden doll.

Then, her gaze fell upon the Night Pupil who was sitting atop the artificial hill.

Even Mu Changxi held respect for Ye Tong.

This is the Black King, one of the Nine Kings of the Underworld, known as the Death God of the Nine Springs. ship sailed across.A group of people were standing on top.A young man stood before them, radiating divine light. He was exceptionally handsome and possessed an awe-inspiring aura. His bearing was th...