Chapter 27 Chapter 27 I like the way you lie

Ye Nanque was embarrassed to say that the hairband was in Mu Jiulin's hand, so she said hastily, "Maybe it broke when she came out."

He looked down at Mu Jiulin and wanted to push him to Jiang Caiyu, but Mu Jiulin's hand held him tightly, and he pushed him away and then leaned back.

Is this child really sleeping or pretending to sleep?

Jiang Caiyu took a quick look and gave a simple instruction: "Take him back."

Although Mu Jiulin looks tall and big, he is actually quite light. Ye Nanque can hold him with one hand.

He must have really fallen asleep, because he didn't wake up even after Ye Nanque threw him on the bed.

Feeling the spiritual energy flowing through his body, Ye Nanque couldn't help but sigh that it felt good to be out of Feitian Tower. He seemed to have gotten used to it all. Cultivating immortals, spiritual energy... things that once sounded so absurd now seemed to have become a normal part of his life.

Mu Jiulin was sleeping too soundly and was completely defenseless. Ye Nanque was worried and watched him in the room.

A thin thread like a spider's silk slowly crept into the room and hooked open the window. Ye Nanque tilted his head and saw Fu Liuguang sitting on the window. He still had his face covered with a black veil, looking lazy. He leaned against the window frame, looking at Ye Nanque with a pair of narrow eyes raised.

The visitor restrained his spiritual energy and had no killing intent. Ye Nanque was not too nervous. He propped up his chin and asked, "It's late at night, the dew is heavy, the moon is bright in the sky, and my immortal friend is sitting here... Does your butt hurt?"

Fu Liuguang was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Ye Nanque: "The window is so narrow."

Fu Liuguang smiled softly: "Come and see my savior."

Ye Nanque: "My friend, you are too kind. Whatever benefactor or not, just repay him with money. There is no need to say anything else."

Fu Liuguang let out a muddled laugh from his throat: "Money, no."

Ye Nanque: "Turn left and I won't see you off."

Fu Liuguang looked at him carefully: "You are not the same as the rumors say."

Maybe the system has been ignoring him today. Ye Nanque was really unable to hold it in any longer and urgently needed to find someone to talk to, and Fu Liuguang just happened to fall into the trap.

Ye Nanque: "What do the rumors say about me?"

"Extraordinarily gifted, promising young man, the first disciple of the Immortal Master Jiang, graceful and elegant..." Fu Liuguang glanced at him for a moment, his eyes hinting at aggression, and spat out two words: "Outstanding."

Ye Nanque: "Isn't this exactly the same as the rumors?"

Fu Liuguang laughed softly, a very pleasant sound.

When he had laughed enough, he spoke meaningfully, "After today, another name will rise, Mu Jiulin."

Still rising, do you think this is some rising star program group?

Ye Nanque's posture was no longer as relaxed as before. His body tensed up, and his hand on his chin was as stiff as a puppet. "Oh, so that's good."

Fu Liuguang saw through him: "I like the way you lie. Your eyes look so sincere, like the truth."

"You, Junior Brother, are truly capable. Within a single day, everyone in Fancheng knew that the Hengshui Sword was in the hands of a young man, and that this young man had just broken through the Painting Realm of Luo Heng. But we all know that it was you who broke through the Painting Realm. You did something that only brought fame to him."

Ye Nanque was silent, and seemed to be affected by Fu Liuguang's words.

He didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he was deliberately trying not to let others know what he was thinking at the moment.

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