Mu Hanzhong

Back in the bedroom, Nan Xiaohuan helped Wu Ye take off his coat, shoes and socks, then stood aside, silent.

Wu Ye fell on the big bed, stretched his lower limbs lightly, and ordered: "Xiaohuan, step back.

However, the man didn't respond for a long time, just stood there straight, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Wu Ye yawned lightly and turned over.

Nan Xiaohuan took a few steps forward, and knelt down beside the bed with a swipe.

The sound of knees knocking on the ground broke the drowsiness. Wu Ye looked at Nan Xiaohuan, and saw that under the soft candlelight in the room, the sharp facial features were divided into two by the shadow, and the half-kneeling person there slightly Lowering his head, a deep and slightly hoarse voice sounded: "My lord, I have something to ask."

"Say."

"Subordinates implore the Lord, remove the position of Dharma protector!"

His voice was calm and waveless, and it fell into Wu Ye's ears, but it shocked him a little.

"Why?" He frowned slightly, not knowing which song this person sang.

"Subordinate..." Nan Xiaohuan hesitated for a moment, bit his lip unconsciously, and lowered his head even lower, "Subordinate would like to recommend himself as a pillow to share the master's worries!"

Wu Ye shuddered, sure enough he heard it just now... and then looked at Nan Xiaohuan with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Nan Xiaohuan held his breath, only to feel that his eyes swept over inch by inch, like thorns.

After a while, Wu Ye suddenly chuckled, and then got up from the bed, stepping barefoot on the thick carpet.

The ivory-like finger slowly came into view, Nan Xiaohuan raised his head slightly, and the finger moved gently along his cheek to his thin lips.Almost at the same time, Nan Xiaohuan's body tensed instantly. Even if he deliberately controlled it, he still couldn't stop his subconscious reaction.

"This is your...'Self-recommended Pillow Mat'?" There was a little bit of anger hidden in Jinshi's voice, Wu Ye let go of his fingers, stopped looking at the person kneeling by the bed, and pulled the thin sheet on the bed. I was caught, so I got in, and finally said lightly: "I won't fall to the point of wronging you. It's late at night, go to sleep."

After speaking, he wrapped the quilt tightly, closed his eyes, and began to sleep.However, without vision, hearing becomes more acute.In the darkness, he could hear his own heartbeat and breathing... However, there was no sound of footsteps coming and going for a long time.

A rustling sound rang beside his ears, Wu Ye frowned slightly, sighed helplessly in his heart, lifted the quilt again, sat up, and said, "Why do you..."

The man kneeling upright paused for a moment before continuing to unbutton his jacket.Soon an outer shirt fell to the ground, revealing the white undershirt underneath.

Seeing that the man hadn't stopped, Wu Ye let out a low voice: "Enough!"

The hands stopped, but most of the underwear had been unbuttoned, and various hickey marks mixed with bruise-colored skin were exposed in the air.

"My lord." Nan Xiaohuan knocked his head on the ground, his deep voice remained calm: "If you can cure the poison of your lord, even if you let your subordinates exchange their lives, they will be willing."

He straightened up slowly, and looked straight at Wu Ye, with sincerity and sincerity in those silent and dark eyes.

"What's more, it's just... If the master doesn't believe in the loyalty of his subordinates, the subordinates are willing to prove it!"

Still with an expressionless face and a voice without a trace of emotion, Wu Ye was stunned.This person... can actually do this...just by being loyal to his master...

The brothers who lived and died in the previous life and a group of subordinates who were equally loyal flashed through his mind, and Wu Ye instantly understood something.

It's not that I don't care, it's not that I don't insist, it's just that all unwillingness, all grievances, and all dignity can be discarded in comparison with Mu Hanzhong!

My heart was moved by Nan Xiaohuan's loyalty, and Wu Ye could no longer refuse.

Stretching out his arms, he hugged the man into his arms, even though the man was stunned and dazed, he didn't let go of his arms: "...you are really...a..."

The low sigh, which seemed to be talking to himself, contained many emotions... Nan Xiaohuan couldn't identify them one by one, just like he didn't hear the last words clearly, he could only feel the burning breath in his ears, and the With the temperature coming from his body, he lowered his eyes slightly, deliberately relaxed his body, and let the person hold him.

It took a long time before Wu Ye let go, got out of bed, picked up the outer shirt that had been left on the side, and put it on Nan Xiaohuan's body with his own hands: "I understand. It's just that I can't agree to the request except for the position of Dharma protector."

"My lord?" Nan Xiaohuan was stunned, apparently he did not expect such an answer from the person in front of him.

"Huh?" Wu Ye raised his long eyebrows slantly, glanced at Nan Xiaohuan lightly, immediately silenced the man, and obediently bowed his head in obedience: "Yes."

The next day, Wu Ye was woken up by a burst of cold.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Yunxiao standing in front of the bed, frowning and staring at him.

Wu Ye was taken aback. Although it was a different kind of enjoyment to see Mu Yunxiao's beautiful face that was not like a mortal when he opened his eyes, but on the other hand, it was also very frightening to death.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Wu Ye opened his eyes, Mu Yunxiao flicked his long sleeves and turned to go out, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour!"

Only then did the maids waiting at the door dare to come in one by one. After helping Wu Ye wash his face and change his clothes while Wu Ye was still in a state of confusion, they saluted collectively: "The servants will step back first."

So Wu Ye stood alone in the room, stunned for a while, and then remembered which song Mu Yunxiao sang.

A martial idiot apprentice will naturally have a martial idiot master.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wu Ye skillfully groped the Duobaoge in the house a few times, and a secret room appeared in front of him with the Duobaoge slowly moving away.

This is a small stone room, the snow-white fox fur is spread on the floor, and there is only a stone bed against the wall.On the wall is a very detailed map, centered on Yin country, extending to several surrounding countries.

Wu Ye walked in and picked up a long sword resting on the stone bed.

Dark cyan scabbard, cloud pattern guard ring, cloud pattern sword dart.Pulling out the sword, one sees a silvery-white sword body, narrow and long, the blade reflects a cold light under the light from the luminous pearl on the wall, near the jaw of the sword is engraved with the word "Drinking Rainbow".This is Mu Hanzhong's saber, the Rainbow Drinking Sword that ranks third on the weapon list!

Wu Ye pursed his lips in satisfaction, smiled lightly, put the long sword into its sheath,

He turned around and left the secret room, and walked outside.

In Qianye Palace, there is an unusually wide high platform, more than ten feet long and wide, which is specially used for martial arts performances.Mu Yunxiao stood on it, holding a sword, and stood motionless. The light wind lifted his moon-white gown and scattered black hair, reflecting his jade-like face even more beautiful.Wu Ye lightly landed in front of him, and the two looked at each other.

Suddenly, Bai Ying rushed, and a sword energy swayed towards Mu Yunxiao. If the moon-white figure didn't feel it, he still stood there straight.For a top master like Mu Yunxiao, Wu Ye didn't dare to take it lightly. Once he made a move, it was Mu Hanzhong's most powerful sword technique--Feng Juan Yun Remnant!

Mu Yunxiao's eyes moved, and he took a light step sideways, with an incomparably elegant posture, easily dodged the sword, moved his feet slightly, and the figure disappeared the next moment.

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The two of them were coming and going on the high platform, looking from a distance, they could only see their figures intertwined, and the cold light shone everywhere.Nan Xiaohuan stood quietly by the stage, and An Wu stood beside him.

"Guardian Nan." An Wu said suddenly, with a straight face.

"Don't dare." Nan Xiaohuan clasped his fists and signaled, "Mr. An can just call his subordinates by their names."

"Xiaohuan." An Wu changed his name, but he still didn't speak. After hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and asked, "Master...has he and Your Majesty always been like this?"

Although Nan Xiaohuan was slightly puzzled by his question, he still answered truthfully: "Before Young Master Xiao leaves the palace, every morning, noon, and night, Your Majesty and Young Master Xiao will compete here."

Just as An Wu was about to continue to say something, he saw someone lightly landed beside him from the high platform: "What are you talking about me?"

An Wu was slightly taken aback, and shook his head helplessly.

On the high platform, Wu Ye walked down slowly, a thin layer of sweat soaked the hair on his forehead, it could be seen that although he was not embarrassed to fight Mu Yunxiao, it was not easy.

Nan Xiaohuan bowed to Wu Ye and Mu Yunxiao, and then walked to Wu Ye's side: "Master, King Shunyu left Yongchang Pass early this morning. He only brought a hundred soldiers with him, Yan Shisan They're all in it."