How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Hongxuan was frightened by the affectionate address and coughed twice.

Mo Yang hurried forward, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

While speaking, he would reach out and touch the person's forehead.

Hongxuan quickly stood up and retreated, "It's okay, you——"

"My name is Mo Yang."

"When did you change your name?!"

Yan Ming was furious when he saw that he couldn't get between the two of them.

What the hell is this?

Why do you have a special liking for Hongxuan?

Intrigued?

But in terms of appearance, Master is obviously the best looking.

Yan Ming pondered secretly, his eyes unconsciously glancing towards the Shangqing Immortal Venerable standing beside him.

He still had an immortal-like demeanor, but the end of his eyebrows was slightly raised. When he looked at his eldest disciple, his eyes were filled with a bit more scrutiny and surprise.

Humph, wherever Hongxuan is, Master will always forget about him.

Yan Ming's eyes darkened, and he took a step forward to Shang Qing, standing close to him, expressing his dissatisfaction with his actions.

"My name is Mo Yang," Mo Yang glanced at Yan Ming, "I didn't ask you to call me that, you don't deserve it."

"You--" Yan Ming stretched out his hand to pull Mo Yang back, but Shang Qing shook his head to stop him.

"Mo Yang," Hong Xuan was a little irritated for no reason, "What did you do to Shuang Ying?"

He had a headache, not understanding why he had gotten into trouble with such a——

Hongxuan couldn't even find words to describe this spiritual creature.

"I did not do anything."

Mo Yang raised his chin slightly and glanced at the sword in Hongxuan's hand with great disdain.

When he looked at Hongxuan, his eyes regained their sincerity.

"Hongxuan, it feels ashamed of itself and thinks it can't beat me, so it doesn't dare to come out."

"nonsense!"

Frost Shadow Sword, the best sword in Kyushu Continent.

When Hongxuan was not yet famous, he was chosen by the Frost Shadow Sword and became the chosen one discussed by others.

How come Mo Yang felt so ashamed of himself when he heard it?

Of course Hongxuan didn't know that the Mo Yang in front of him was the ancestor of all weapons in the world.

Where Mo Yang is, all swords can only shrink their necks and worship.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Mo Yang raised his eyebrows, but didn't panic.

He pulled a chair and sat opposite Hongxuan, tapping the table with his index finger:

"Shuangying, come out."

stab-

The sword was unsheathed with a sound.

Hongxuan's eye twitched.

Shuangying has only obeyed his orders for all these years. He couldn't even draw his sword this morning, but now, with just one word from Mo Yang, he comes out obediently?

Moreover, Hongxuan seemed to feel the frost shadow trembling slightly while holding the scabbard. Was he afraid?

"Go back. Also, if you want to snatch someone from me, I will be merciful and give you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Frost Shadow Sword closed immediately.

Then, Hongxuan's hand trembled, and the Frost Shadow Sword flew out and rushed out of the house.

Finally, there was a flash of silver light and it disappeared from everyone's sight.

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows, showing a "fairly sensible" look, and spread his hands.

"Hongxuan, look, the Frost Shadow Sword didn't even have the courage to fight me, so it ran away."

"How can such a piece of trash be your weapon? Look at me, I am definitely stronger than it."

"Your sword spirit is quite interesting."

Shang Qing curled his lips, looking at the confused eldest disciple who had lost his weapon, and the younger disciple who was gritting his teeth with resentment on his face, he just found it interesting.

"You have a blood contract with Ming'er, but you keep pestering my Hongxuan."

"Tsk, I really don't know whether to say that you are greedy or that you have a good eye for talent."

Although Yan Ming's current cultivation level is not as good as Hongxuan's, he is still younger.

Judging from Yan Ming's talent and qualifications, it is only a matter of time before he reaches Hong Xuan's level of cultivation in the future.

This sword spirit, not satisfied with having one treasure, also wants his eldest disciple?

Do you really think you are so popular?

"As long as Hongxuan is willing, I can re-sign the blood contract with him now."

Mo Yang looked at Yan Ming who was angry beside him, "Who cares about a little disciple like you!"

"Mo Yang," Hongxuan called out subconsciously, not knowing why.

By the time I realized it, it was too late.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, "You are my junior brother's life sword, you shouldn't be so rude to him."

"I won't make a pact with you either."

Mo Yang was not surprised at all.

This is Hongxuan. Even the tone of preaching to him is exactly the same as in the previous small world.

It doesn’t matter, Mo Yang has gotten used to it, and he will become more courageous as time goes by.

"I see."

Mo Yang lowered his head slightly, his voice revealing an indescribable sense of grievance.

This made Hongxuan look sideways for a second time, feeling guilty for bullying a child.

As for Yan Ming, he felt even more unbalanced when he saw Mo Yang became as obedient as a rabbit just because of Hong Xuan's words.

Unfortunately, he has no way to deal with Mo Yang now.

"Master!" Yan Ming could only call Master to complain.

"Look at him, he treats me and his senior brother in completely different ways!"

"Hongxuan is my wife, how can you compare with him?"

Mo Yang thought about it and cast a contemptuous look at Yan Ming.

Hongxuan, who had just picked up the teacup to drink some water to calm his nerves, started shaking when he heard the word "wife".

The teacup slipped and was caught by Mo Yang the moment it fell to the ground.

"Be careful, the tea is hot."

Mo Yang took the cup calmly, blew on it twice, and handed it to Hongxuan again.

The whole action was smooth and natural, and I didn't feel there was anything wrong at all.

Hongxuan was stunned, and only came back to his senses when the teacup was back in his hand.

Yan Ming behind him also heard his inner voice, and his original resentment instantly dissipated.

It turns out that this sword spirit actually has such thoughts towards senior brother?

If the sword spirit takes Hongxuan away, wouldn't it be just him and his master who would be left in Gulan Mountain?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with thinking this way, right?

Yan Ming's thoughts turned.

If he were the sword master, Yan Ming would never let Mo Yang go.

But if Mo Yang wants to marry Hong Xuan, that’s another matter.

Yan Ming could even find a way to bring these two people together!

"I, I still have to go out. I'm leaving first."

Hongxuan just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

As long as I can't hear Mo Yang's inner voice, and can't see Mo Yang's eager eyes when he looks at me,

Hongxuan is still the immortal who is detached from worldly affairs and upright.

Originally, he only needed to concentrate on improving his cultivation every day, and go down the mountain from time to time to quell rebellions and kill some evil monsters.

Although life is dull, Hongxuan feels that this is what he wants to do. His mind remains calm and every day is fulfilling.

Ever since the sword spirit appeared, Hongxuan felt that his originally peaceful life was completely disrupted.

He began to feel unstable, and was often agitated by Mo Yang's shocking voice.

It is impossible to practice well in this state.

Hongxuan wondered if he should go into seclusion for a while, calm down and calm his mind.

"I'll go with you." Mo Yang raised his foot and followed behind.

Hongxuan frowned and turned around, his eyes first fell on Yan Ming, waiting for him to pull the person back.

Who knew Yan Ming would wave his hand in an uncharacteristic way, "Go ahead, I'm always open-minded."

?

Lian Shangqing couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. How could his little disciple suddenly become...

No, there must be something wrong here.

Shangqing cast a look at Yan Ming, who said nothing but grinned at him with his teeth bared.

——This is an even bigger problem.