The passers-by are vicious

The man was wearing a purple straight-collared robe, with a purple cloud sword under his feet, a golden spider-patterned belt of the same color tied around his waist, and his black hair was tied up and fixed with a jade-gilded crown.

He is handsome and has an innate noble temperament, which makes him seem unattainable.

Murong Haoyu crossed his arms across his chest with a look of arrogance on his handsome face. He glanced down and nodded in satisfaction when he did not find any disciples whose cultivation could threaten him. When he saw Xu Xianhe, who was dressed in green below, his handsome face instantly darkened and he snorted coldly.

Xu Xianhe below rolled his eyes at him unceremoniously, his handsome face full of disdain, "Murong Haoyu is still so flashy, he doesn't have the temperament of a queen at all."

"He's just her fiancé. We haven't become Taoist couples yet. Besides, it's not like she has a second husband. Why are you so proud?"

No matter how slow-witted Gu Jingyun was, he could tell that Xu Xianhe seemed to be quite fond of Fairy Jiang, and even a little jealous of Murong Haoyu.

But he only wanted to cultivate immortality, and had no understanding of love. He also didn't know how to comfort Xu Xianhe, so he could only scratch his head and laugh dryly.

Murong Haoyu above him had an eager look in his eyes, wanting to know how much his current cultivation level was different from that of the genius.

Suddenly, a charming laugh was heard, and a ball of red flame fell from the sky and transformed into a woman in red.

She was wearing a red dress with a flame-like hem and a graceful figure.

Her skin is as white as snow, and as soft and delicate as mutton-fat jade.

Her hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, with a phoenix hairpin inserted in her hair. Her eyebrows were as beautiful as a painting, and she had a pair of blue eyes. There was an irresistible charm in her eyes.

The black hair on both sides of her forehead gently brushes across her fair face, adding a bit of charm, both fairy-like and sexy.

Her lips were slightly raised, as if she was smiling but not smiling, exuding a unique temperament that was both fairy-like and full of desire.

"She is Fairy Jiang."

Even Gu Jingyun, who was only thinking about practicing, couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Xu Xianhe even put away his Biqing fan and stared at Jiang Wanwan, with a blush on his handsome face: "Wanwan is still so beautiful."

He obviously looks like a pervert, but considering that Jiang Wanwan and Xu Xianhe are both sons of the alliance leader, it seems that they have known each other since childhood.

After everyone marveled at Jiang Wanwan's beauty, their eyes involuntarily fell on the robes she was wearing.

"As expected of Fairy Jiang, her clothes and headdress are all ninth-grade magical instruments, and even the shoes on her feet are eighth-grade magical instruments. People are jealous."

"Shh, be careful not to be heard by Master Murong..."

Although everyone was jealous of Jiang Wanwan's equipment, including her shoes, which were of the eighth grade, no one dared to think of snatching them away.

After all, Jiang Wanwan's identity is very important, and no one is willing to easily provoke the behemoth Jiang family.

"Wanwan."

Murong Haoyu immediately flew in front of Jiang Wanwan, and the arrogance on his originally unruly and arrogant face was now completely gone.

Jiang Wanwan glanced at him coquettishly, then slowly floated down from mid-air.

The bright red skirt fluttered in the wind like a dancer.

A bright red lotus-shaped jade pendant hung around Man's waist. It swayed gently with her movements, making clear and pleasant sounds.

After landing steadily on the ground, Jiang Wanwan brushed the hair on her forehead, moved her waist slightly, took two steps, and asked in a delicate voice, "When will this secret realm be opened?"

Murong Haoyu, who landed almost at the same time, quickly replied: "It should be opened soon."

"It seems that we are still early." Jiang Wanwan's charming face showed a hint of impatience as she crossed her arms. Her fingers tugged at the jade pendant on her waist, making crisp sounds from time to time.

Seeing that she was obviously unhappy, Murong Haoyu immediately came closer to comfort her. He looked very experienced and it seemed that he was used to Jiang Wanwan's occasional bad temper.

Xu Xianhe, who was standing with Gu Jingyun not far away, shook his head and fanned himself with emotion.

"How can such a lackey be worthy of Wanwan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xianhe grabbed Gu Jingyun and walked forward.

At this moment, Murong Haoyu had just calmed down Jiang Wanwan, who was beginning to become impatient. He was standing quietly beside Jiang Wanwan with a faint smile on his face.

However, when he saw Xu Xianhe in a green robe, his handsome face suddenly became gloomy. He crossed his arms and snorted, "What are you doing here?"

When facing Xu Xianhe, Murong Haoyu raised his chin, looking arrogant and rude, and his attitude was extremely bad.

But in fact, his attitude is not directed only at Xu Xianhe. As long as any male creature approaches Jiang Wanwan, he will act as if he is facing a great enemy, for fear that someone will snatch away his Taoist partner.

But Xu Xianhe was not to be outdone. He quickly put away the fan in his hand, sneered and said, "Wanwan and I grew up together. We can be said to be childhood sweethearts. Do I need your permission to come over and say hello?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xianhe raised his chin again, raised his eyebrows provocatively, and looked at Murong Haoyu. He looked elegant and handsome, but full of complacency.

Murong Haoyu was indeed very angry, and his originally handsome face instantly became distorted.

Among all the men who get close to Jiang Wanwan, the one he hates the most is Xu Xianhe.

This Xu Xianhe, relying on the friendship between him and Jiang Wanwan since they grew up together, often ridiculed him and even embarrassed him in front of Wanwan.

Murong Haoyu clenched his hands tightly, wishing he could punch out immediately and smash Xu Xianhe's smug face into pieces so that he would never dare to appear in front of Wanwan again.

However, despite being furious, Murong Haoyu could only suppress his anger. After all, he couldn't act too impulsive in front of Jiang Wanwan.

He hugged his arms tightly, snorted coldly, then turned his head away and no longer looked at Xu Xianhe.

Moreover, Xu Xianhe is the son of the Dan League and has a noble status.

How could Murong Haoyu not understand the interests involved? He was not a reckless person, so he knew that he must not touch Xu Xianhe easily. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous and might even implicate the Murong family.

It might even affect his and Jiang Wanwan's chance to become Taoist companions. After all, the Weapon Alliance and the Alchemy Alliance have friendly relations, not to mention that Alliance Leader Jiang and Alliance Leader Xu are good friends.

Murong Haoyu knew that his advantage was his mutated thunder spiritual root, which enabled him to assist Jiang Wanwan in refining weapons. Otherwise, he would not have been able to become Jiang Wanwan's Taoist partner.

After all, Xu Xianhe and Jiang Wanwan are in the same alliance and grew up together, so they have more advantages.

If it weren't for these reasons, how could Murong Haoyu tolerate Xu Xianhe's arrogance? He would have thought of a way to get rid of this annoying guy.

But now, he can only swallow his anger temporarily and wait for the right time to make plans.

Xu Xianhe's heart moved, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he came to Jiang Wanwan in a flash, saying with a face full of grievance:

"Wanwan, look at Murong's fierce look, he is simply burning with jealousy! He is so jealous, and he has already started to interfere in your social life before he becomes your Taoist partner. If he really becomes your Taoist partner in the future, wouldn't that be even more excessive!"