Chapter 76: Angry Master, is this... angry?
"Today is New Year's Eve, how could the Demon Lord have the interest to come to Tianyan?"
Outside the open palace door, Mu Fuyun came on his sword, stepping on the starlight, and landed leisurely on the corridor under the lights.
It was snowing outside, and the dancing snowflakes clung to her body, making her skin look whiter and her cheeks more rosy. Her pair of black and bright eyes sparkled, making her look particularly lively and bright.
Cang Yan was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, he remembered what Mu Fu Yue looked like at the beginning, but this time, he understood very clearly that she was not Mu Fu Yue.
These two people look 70% similar in appearance, but if you look closely you will find that their temperaments are completely different.
"Of course I'm not here to see you." Cang Yan said coldly with a serious expression.
Mu Fuyun stroked his Taoist robe and cast a cleansing spell on himself to remove all the snowflakes that were about to be melted by his body temperature. Hearing this, he looked at him in confusion and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Cang Yan frowned and called her, "Where are you going?"
Mu Fuyun turned to look at him and said as a matter of course, "Of course, we're going back to Lingshanze."
"Did I let you go?"
"But you also said you didn't come to see me. If that's the case, why don't I leave?"
Mu Fuyun looked at him as if he were a monster. You know, Ling Shanze still had her master and other classmates. Even though she didn't have the habit of spending the New Year well, she felt that she shouldn't waste her time on Cang Yan.
Cang Yan was a little embarrassed by her rebuttal. He kept a sullen face and said nothing. He just took out the lacquer box containing the Holy Grass from the Demon Realm and handed it to her.
Mu Fuyun glanced at him with a half-smile, then reached out to take it. He looked at the holy grass inside, which seemed to be twice as much as usual, and pretended to understand something: "Oh, so the Demon Lord came all the way here because he had no one else to help him, so he had to come and deliver the things himself."
Cang Yan's expression became even uglier.
"Nonsense, I just came to see if you have fulfilled your promise."
After all, the condition she proposed to him was to exchange her own flesh and blood.
"Oh, I see." Mu Fuyun took the lacquer box and didn't seem surprised at all.
At this moment, two figures approached quickly outside the palace gate and landed on the corridor. They were Chu Ye and Song Xinghe who had just arrived from the back hall.
The two of them came in a hurry and were obviously worried about the situation here. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mu Fuyun still standing in the hall.
"Humph, there are 'reinforcements'." Cang Yan recognized them both immediately and sneered, "Why, you couldn't protect Yue'er back then, but now you want to protect her?"
Song Xinghe was so angry that he immediately retorted, "How is the Demon Lord any better than us? He hasn't cared about Senior Sister for so long, and instead has been getting closer to her."
As he spoke, he pointed at Mu Fuyun who was standing beside him.
"Senior Sister is the Demon Lord's savior."
Cang Yan's expression turned cold, and he suppressed his emotions. He looked around and said, "Since this is Yue'er's former residence, I won't bother with you. No wonder she always said that you were a child who hadn't grown up. It turned out to be true."
Song Xinghe pursed his lips tightly, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mu Fuyun, wanting to know her reaction.
Mu Fuyun watched them interacting with each other as if nothing had happened, without any reaction, and had no intention of intervening.
He was temporarily relieved, but at the same time he felt inexplicably disappointed.
Chu Ye was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke: "My Lord, since you're here, would you like to go to the back hall to see Yue'er?"
When Mu Fuyue was mentioned, Cang Yan nodded: "Of course I will go."
Hearing his answer, Chu Ye understood that he indeed knew about Mu Fuyue's soul and the soul-nurturing technique, so he said, "The Demon Lord doesn't know yet, right? Yue'er can now use her spiritual power to temporarily transform into a human form. Just now, she told Junior Brother Song and me that she wanted to meet the Demon Lord."
Cang Yan knew the secret of the soul-raising technique, so he naturally understood how long it would take to nourish Mu Fu Yue to the point where she could transform into a human form, and how much blood and spiritual energy would be required.
He couldn't help but take another look at Mu Fuyun.
Knowing that she had indeed been supporting Mu Fuyun, the indifference and indifference he had always felt towards her seemed to have lessened a lot.
"It seems you really didn't lie to me."
He didn't say anything else and left the place and went to the back hall.
Only Chu Ye and Song Xinghe were left, and neither of them followed.
"You two," Mu Fuyun asked before leaving, seeing them standing there motionless, "why don't you follow him and see? Aren't you afraid that he will take Mu Fuyue's attention away today?"
In the past, these two would have fought openly and secretly against each other, not to mention that now there is a strong enemy like Cang Yan.
Song Xinghe quickly glanced at Chu Ye and took the initiative before he could speak: "I'm not good at dealing with people, it would be more appropriate to let Senior Brother go."
Chu Ye met his eager gaze and responded calmly, "Yue'er is not that kind of person."
In one sentence, a small effort could achieve a great result, which made Song Xinghe feel embarrassed for some reason, as if he was wrong and had mistaken Mu Fuyue as a fickle person.
Mu Fuyun's eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, and suddenly he burst out laughing.
"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why are you so eager to find an excuse? A kind person like Mu Fuyue will never give it to you."
After saying this, she turned and left the hall, intending to fly back to Lingshanze on her sword.
"Where are you going?" Song Xinghe quickly caught up and walked around to her side to question her.
"Of course I have to go back." Mu Fuyun had already controlled the sword to float in the air. He frowned when he heard this and glanced at him sideways.
These questions were exactly the same as what Cang Yan had asked just now, and she felt a little impatient.
"What's the matter?"
Song Xinghe felt suffocated by her impatience, and felt angry and sad. He took a few deep breaths and finally put his face aside and asked the question he wanted to ask most.
"Mu Fuyun, do you no longer need the cold pond of Shanmingju?"
"Maybe I'll need to use it two or three more times." Mu Fuyun jumped onto the sword and raised the lacquer box in his hand. "Now I have this."
Song Xinghe couldn't help but tighten his hands hanging at his sides, and felt that something that he had been holding tightly in his hands suddenly turned into pieces.
Mu Fuyun ignored his reaction, answered, and left without looking back.
The snow had not stopped in the middle of the night. It cut through the snowy sky, leaving a dark shadow under the bright starlight.
The Bian Palace, Guizang Palace, and even Fu Ri Peak were gradually left behind. They had reached the dense forest and were getting closer and closer to Lingshanze. The jade plate on their waist flashed.
Mu Fuyun did not stop. He continued to move forward on his sword while taking out the jade token and taking a look at it.
It was a message from Chu Ye.
"What conditions did you promise him?"
This "he" naturally refers to Cang Yan.
She had no intention of hiding anything and spoke frankly about the past.
"Of course it's the same as I promised you."
Zuo was just using his ability to support Mu Fuyue as a bargaining chip.
There was no reply from the other end.
Soon they entered Lingshanze and returned to the open space by the lake.
The few people who were still talking nonsense just now have fallen asleep in each other's arms, and the others have long been unconscious.
Zhan Yao no longer practiced sword, but sat alone on a smooth boulder, meditating.
Mu Fuyun jumped down from the sword and used his spiritual power to add fuel to the fire of several eternal lamps to make the surrounding air warmer so as not to freeze these classmates who had fallen asleep.
All the couches were occupied by them, so she simply went back to her cave.
When passing by Xie Hanyi's house, I unexpectedly did not see the closed door and half-open window as I had expected.
At the edge of the corridor stood a white figure, which was reflected on the ground by the lights hanging from the eaves, making it look even more slender. It was Xie Hanyi who had come out of the house at some point.
"Master?"
Mu Fuyun stopped behind him and called out softly tentatively.
Instead of the expected gentle response, this time, Xie Hanyi stood still, facing her with his tall back straight, and suddenly there was a serious distance between them.
"Where did you go?"
Mu Fuyu was stunned. He stood one step behind him, not daring to move. His eyes were fixed on his back, as if he wanted to see through his body and directly see his expression.
If I feel there is nothing wrong, then Master is... angry?
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