Master, please take it easy

Chapter 29
There was a hint of sarcasm in Yue Lifeng's light eyes, "She is my uncle, so what can I do?"

Although Er Jiang looked out of the window, Yue Lifeng's words were heard verbatim, and he frowned, "But it will affect Songwumen's reputation."

Yue Lifeng turned his head and glanced at Er Jiang lightly, even though Er Jiang was staring out the window, he still felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"If Er Jiang is concerned, you can go out and stop him." There was a hint of coolness in his tone.

Er Jiang's face froze, and then he got out from between the window and Heng He, and stood in front of Yue Lifeng a few steps forward, with a somewhat hesitant expression, "Master, that's not what Er Jiang meant."

Yue Lifeng's face was indifferent, he couldn't see his joy or anger, his knuckle-knuckle hands slid off the table and landed on his knees casually, the texture of the clear robe was smooth, like gentle warm jade, the color of moon white It blended with the color of his skin, and at first glance, it was impossible to tell the priority.

"Have you taken care of the pot of black peonies brought into the room from outside this morning?" Yue Lifeng said, but what he said was confusing. He was clearly talking about the current matter, but he just mentioned what happened this morning. What happened made Er Jiang full of doubts.

Nodding his head, Er Jiang replied: "I've taken care of it. I watered it when I left the house." He didn't know what the young master meant by asking this question. Could it be because the potted flower was a gift from the Seventh Master Uncle?But when he said it this morning, the young master was obviously expressionless.

Yue Lifeng nodded slightly, barely moving, "Then take care of it, so that no one will trouble you in the future!" He said so, which made Er Jiang even more confused.

After all, Yue Lifeng stood up, his movements were as smooth as water, his gestures were graceful and indifferent, and there was a charming charm that made people unable to take their eyes off, whether he was moving or still, this person was as elegant as a painting!

Walking to the window, Heng He hurriedly stepped aside when he heard the movement behind him, Yue Lifeng casually opened the half-opened window, at this moment he could clearly see the situation on the street outside the window, but at this moment, the street has become a battlefield !

However, it is said that it is a battlefield, but there is no bloody storm, the only thing that can be seen is the flying afterimage and the air pressure coming towards the face, which makes people breathless. Heng He originally stood by the window and looked out, but It was blown back abruptly by the airflow rushing in from the window, almost sitting on the ground!
The window was creaking, and Yue Lifeng's gown was also fluttering with the wind, but he was standing there quietly, as stable as a mountain.

His slender eyes watched a point move with it, and the flying person saw only afterimages, but his eyesight was able to keep up with it, and as the airflow coming towards him became stronger and stronger, his slender eyes His eyes were also slightly narrowed, his face was calm, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Suddenly, a muffled hum sounded from midair, and then with a bang, Mu Chengxiao's body fell heavily to the ground from midair, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground.

"Ahem..." Mu Chengxiao who fell to the ground hunched up, the sword in his hand had already been released, he coughed, and his chest vibrated like a drum.

Seven or eight people gathered around, a few of them surrounded Mu Chengxiao, and the others were unanimously outside, watching out for Chu Liangyin who landed lightly from mid-air. It was held in the backhand, the sword hadn't been drawn from its sheath, and her posture hadn't changed. She actually used one hand to compete with Mu Chengxiao.

There were discussions all around, and then the group of martial arts comrades who vowed to fight side by side with Mu Chengxiao began to retreat carefully. One moment they were so passionate, and the next moment they died down!
"Uncle Seven won!" The window stopped trembling, Er Jiang's delicate face burst into a smile, his eyes sparkled, he had already guessed the ending!

Heng He nodded, "Sure, it doesn't need to be said!" Even the young master avoids the person with three points, how can Mu Chengxiao be the opponent!

Even though the two were discussing behind, Yue Lifeng who was standing by the window didn't speak, just looked out of the window, as if he was outside the screen.

"What? Master Mu Er has lost, and you bastard grandchildren want to vent your anger on him? Well, I just haven't had a good time. Are you going to fight in groups? Or are you going to fight in groups?" Chu Liangyin's voice came from outside the window Come, Heng He made a speechless expression, I have never seen a woman who is so hands-on, if you don't enjoy it once, you will come again!
"Chu Liangyin, don't bully people too much, our shogunate is not easy to bully." I don't know who is speaking, but it must be someone from the shogunate, maybe Mu Chengxiao's subordinates.

"Oh, you said I was so scared, I was so frightened." Chu Liangyin's cool voice sounded again, "The dog of the shogunate heard clearly, don't think that your shogunate's power can scare the old lady, look at the whole martial arts world, Ask me who my old lady puts her eyes on? You should also be smarter, my old lady is too lazy to do anything, you'd better treat her as if you don't know her when you see her in the future, otherwise, you guys will look good." The sound is like a good wine.

"You... Chu Liangyin, I, Mu Chengxiao, will remember you. In the future, the shogunate will not share the sky with you, ahem..." Mu Chengxiao seemed to have his kidneys taken away, and his mouth smelled of water!
Heng He rolled his eyes and cursed secretly, "Well, Songwumen now has another family of enemies!"

Er Jiang frowned when he heard the words, and gave a push to congratulate, "Don't talk nonsense, if you are heard by the Seventh Master Uncle, you will die!"

Heng He shrugged, but closed his mouth!

At this time, Yue Lifeng, who was standing by the window, let out a chuckle. He didn't know what the meaning was, and he couldn't hear the emotion, but the sound was low and difficult to hear from a distance, but Heng He and Er Jiang could hear it clearly , the two looked at Yue Lifeng's back, but they were only plain and elegant.

At this moment, a deep male voice came from the end of the street, like a deep valley with heavy stones ups and downs, and the eardrums of the listeners shook, "Where did the bastard come from, who despised me so much? Is there no one in Songwumen?" ?”

When this sound came, everyone was confused, Chu Liangyin raised his eyebrows, Ning Zhaoran was startled, Zhuge Wufan turned his head indifferently, Yue Lifeng's face upstairs changed, and then flew down from the window and landed silently, with a leisurely and abrupt expression Appearing yet so appropriate, as if he was standing there in the first place!
A man came striding forward from the crowd. He was dressed in a strong blue suit, covered with a thick layer of dust, and his black boots were worn out with countless holes. His burly body was like a mountain, with black hair. His hair was casually gathered behind his head, and a strand of it was scattered in front of his forehead. With the large movements of his strides, that strand of long hair also swayed.

(End of this chapter)