Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

"That's right, um... Actually, this kind of thing is common in big families, it's a good talk." Although it is difficult to accept, but it is his family brother, Mu Cheng said as if he was self-comforting.

When it comes to the word Mei Tan, there is a little urge to vomit. It is said that thousands of years ago, this kind of thing was indeed regarded as Mei Tan, but it was thousands of years ago, and people nowadays don't have that kind of elegance.

"It's a good thing. The key is that Han Yan is not interested in him. You never know what his new nickname is. Mu tears clothes, tears everyone's ladies' clothes, do you think he can be interested in men? "Wu Qiyun asked.

Mu Cheng suddenly felt that even if Mu Hanyan's bad habits were out of order, it was much better than Longyang's, at least the taste was normal.

"Are you worried, Severe Yuchu Bawang's bow?" After a few rounds of thought, Mu Cheng finally knew what Wu Qiyun was worried about, and there was another chill in his heart.

When they were speaking, the two had already rushed to Mu Hanyan's door.

Wu Qiyun raised his foot to kick the door, but was stopped by Mu Cheng: "Wait, don't be so impulsive, ask first."

The more he came into contact with Mu Hanyan, the more Mu Cheng felt his mysteriousness and unpredictability, and he became more and more convinced of him. He always felt that even if severe rain had some nasty thoughts, it might not be harmful to Mu Hanyan, so he was better than Wu Qiyun. Much calmer.

Mu Cheng knocked on the door of the room as he said it, but he didn't respond even after several knocks. At this moment, Mu Cheng became a little anxious and pushed open the door. It was just an ordinary inn, and there were no restrictions. Of course Can't stop a swordsman like him.

As soon as the door opened, the two of them saw Mu Hanyan who was practising cross-legged in neat clothes, and they breathed a long breath at the same time.

"It turned out to be cultivating, but it frightened me." Wu Qiyun said, patted his chest.

"Things are not quite right." Mu Cheng said with a frown, not as relaxed as he was.

Following his gaze, Wu Qiyun's heart was raised again.

As soon as he saw that Mu Hanyan was okay, he was quite settled and didn't take a closer look. Only then did he realize that Mu Hanyan's eyes were closed, but his expression was unusually solemn, his face was covered with fine sweat, even his lips There were blood stains bitten out by his teeth, obviously the situation was quite dangerous.

"Brother Hanyan must have reached a critical juncture in his cultivation, don't disturb him." Mu Cheng hurriedly closed the door carefully.

"Fortunately, I didn't disturb him just now, otherwise the trouble would be great." Wu Qiyun said in fear until Mu Cheng closed the door.

Judging by Mu Hanyan's situation, he might be on the verge of being promoted. If he is careless, he will get into trouble. If he is frightened and confused, he may be seriously injured.

If such a consequence is really going to happen, let alone Mu Cheng will fight him desperately, he will not forgive himself.

"Qi Yun, let me give you a suggestion. This time I go back to Wu's house and find someone to get married." Mu Cheng glanced at Wu Qiyun and said earnestly.

"Why?" Wu Qiyun asked suspiciously, not knowing why he suddenly said this.

"I'm afraid that you are too energetic and evil fire will come to your mind, thinking about some messy things all the time to come up with problems." Mu Cheng said teasingly. It seems that he finally got out of the shadow of Miss Zhao Si, and recovered a bit of the escape that young people should have.

"Well, what you said makes sense, does your Mu family have any suitable sisters to help me be a matchmaker." Wu Qiyun was not angry, and said with a smile.