The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1459
In the early morning of this day, Wu Jiang received an order from Penglai Hall early in the morning, asking her to bring Mo Linyuan to this Zuoqiu Holy Land.For such an order, Wu Jiang ignored it at first, until the messenger mentioned Wu Ke.

"Who is this Wu Ke?"

Walking out of Huaxin Pavilion together with Wu Jiang, Mo Linyuan quickly caught a glimpse of the change in Wu Jiang's expression, and questioned it.

Because the girl's expression at the moment was obviously not friendly.

"A big prickly head, you can hate it as much as you want."

Wu Jiang said without thinking.

But after he finished speaking, Mo Linyuan asked solemnly:

"How does it compare to you?"

"What do you mean?" Wu Jiang pretended not to smile.She felt that the guy in front of her was probably doing it on purpose. "I say he hates it because he will definitely embarrass you. I bet he will never give you a good face."

From Wu Jiang's point of view, it was Wu Ke's intention to let her bring Mo Linyuan along.

Because she didn't think that her grandfather wanted Mo Linyuan to go to Penglai Palace.

That old man has a very small belly.

But this martial art is even smaller than that old man.It's simply the best of the small belly, and it's not a big deal if you don't remember a grudge for decades.

"Why?"

Hearing this, Mo Linyuan couldn't help being at a loss.

He knew Wu Jiang was a prick because he had seen the expressions of other spirit clansmen that day.Obviously, there is not much difference between Wu Jiang's being in the Spirit Race and his being in the imperial capital.

It's just that Wu Jiang will not kill people at will, because the family rules do not allow it.

But what happened to this martial art?It's okay to be prickly, but why make things difficult for him?

"Why, it's because he has enmity with your master. This man will take revenge. He lost half a move at the hands of your master, which can be described as extremely humiliating. In addition, your master was young and vigorous, so it was inevitable that he said some heroic words. Let me see, he must hate you to death!"

Wu Jiang crossed his arms and led Mo Linyuan up the jade steps.

It's early morning now, and the mist shrouds Qionglou Yuyu in the distance, as if a fairyland with no end in sight.

Wu Jiang didn't use his lightness kung fu, and took Mo Linyuan up quickly, but took him around, as if he was observing the surrounding scenery.

Right now, on the platforms in front of the main halls, many juniors are practicing.

Among them, there are countless sword masters, because for the Lingzu people, a good swordsmanship is worthy of respect.

Seeing the appearance of Wu and Jiang, the people who were still cultivating hard also stopped their movements and greeted them one after another.Of course, it was more about saluting to Wu Jiang, and at the same time looking at Mo Linyuan curiously.

They had heard long ago that the young patriarch brought back a foreigner, and even Elder Wu Yun nodded in recognition of the status of this foreigner.

"Why do you hate me? I didn't humiliate him."

Mo Linyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing Wu Jiang reaching out to him, he seemed worried that he couldn't move.

"I've said it all, he's a prickly guy, and he's got a small belly."

Wu Jiang took Mo Linyuan's hand and said as a matter of course:

"He has always had a different opinion from my grandfather. It is normal for them to argue about it. But he can't beat my grandfather, and he has no reason to attack me. You are the weakest right now. If you don't bully you, who are you bullying?"

Looking at the girl as a matter of course, Mo Linyuan's thin lips twitched.

"Besides, you still have a grudge against him. If he can't hit your master, can he not hit you?"

Wu Jiang pondered for a while, then added another sentence.

"Besides, he is also Ye Xuan's master..."

After Wu Jiang finished speaking, Mo Linyuan seemed to understand something completely.

(End of this chapter)