The villain wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors every day

"I'm sorry, I've neglected to discipline my apprentice on weekdays, which made him develop such a temper." Ye Zijin smiled apologetically at Mu Zhiheng, and then returned to the topic, saying seriously, "If the plague in Luoshui City is really the soul of a demon god I am afraid that things will be very difficult. Anyway, Yanzhi and I will pass by Luoshui City when we go back to Tianshuang Peak, so it is not a bad idea to stop by and have a look."

Obtaining Ye Zijin's consent, Mu Zhiheng's eyes were tinged with a smile, "That's why I'm in trouble."

Ever since, on the way back to Tianshuang Peak, a few more luxurious carriages came.

Ye Zijin always knew that Yun Guizong was rich, but on the way to Luoshui City, Ye Zijin's cognition was overturned by Mu Zhiheng.

This person was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he seems to have been used to fine clothes and food since he was a child. Even when he is away from home, he is extremely particular about food and clothing.

For example, even if he is in the wilderness, he will always change two sets of clothes every day; for another example, even if he is on the road, there will always be good hot tea in his carriage; The daily food is not only delicious with meat and vegetables, but also not heavy...

Of course, Ye Zijin also became an indirect beneficiary of Mu Zhiheng being so particular.

Along the way, she ate and drank for free, ate and slept, and lived happily.

What's more important is that Mu Zhiheng is very easy-going and talkative. Every time he went to Mu Zhiheng's place to eat and drink, Ye Zijin didn't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable at all.

Some people are born with a magnetic field that makes people want to get close, Ye Zijin thought, Mu Zhiheng should be this kind of person.

On this day, Ye Zijin was going to eat at Mu Zhiheng's place again. Seeing that Chu Yanzhi was still buried in wiping his sword, he couldn't help asking, "Little Tangyuan, are you really not going?"

Chu Yanzhi's hand paused, but he didn't raise his head, "No."

"Really not going?" Ye Zijin suddenly approached him, coaxing, "Brother Mu's food is delicious."

The moment he heard Ye Zijin mention Mu Zhiheng, Chu Yanzhi's dark eyes flashed a smear of coldness, his eyelashes drooped to cover up all his emotions, and he said expressionlessly, "Master, I have been bigu for a long time. gone."

Chu Yanzhi had been bigu since he was ten years old, Ye Zijin naturally knew about it.Even so, many times, Chu Yanzhi would still eat with her.

What happened to him recently?

Knowing that Chu Yanzhi couldn't be persuaded, Ye Zijin had no choice but to give up, "That's fine."

Saying that, Ye Zijin opened the curtain and jumped off the carriage.As he looked down, he saw an open space not far away, where Mu Zhiheng had asked people to set up tables, stools and food.

However, what she didn't know was that the moment Ye Zijin lifted the curtain of the car, Chu Yanzhi's soft and handsome face had already been covered with a layer of icy frost.

The two people outside the carriage chatted and laughed happily, and the sound of talking and laughing reached Chu Yanzhi's ears from time to time.

The voice fell into Chu Yanzhi's ears, like sharp needles piercing his eardrum one by one.

The man slowly closed his eyes, and tightened his fingers on his knees bit by bit.Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and the moment he opened them, a killing intent shot out from his eyes.

I saw his slender fingers move, and a cloud of black mist shot out from his palm.

The black mist turned into a cute little face in front of him, it touched his palm affectionately, and then circled around him non-stop.

Chu Yanzhi's cold eyes fell on the black mist, and he raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Do you know what to do?"

Black Mist froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Very good." The end of the man's eyes was stained with a wicked smile, and the killing intent in his eyes was full, "Go."