Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 55 The Uninvited Guest

At this time, the room in Tianzi No. [-] was not as peaceful as it looked on the outside.

The fire blade in Gu Fanyin's hand had already approached the thin and blindfolded young man standing in front of the table. After sizing him up for a while, he said firmly, "Are you here to find us?"

"But I didn't feel being followed along the way..."

"It's a member of the Mu family." Ning Zhi answered coldly, his eyes fell on the eyes of the man in front of him covered by a white silk, and he directly called out his identity: "Mu Nan Xing."

"The genius with the top divination skills."

"Prediction?" Gu Fanyin didn't have any doubts, seeing that Ning Zhi didn't respond, he put down the Fire Blade that was on guard.

Since this person doesn't need to be killed, it's better for her not to do it now.

"Mu has come here, and indeed he has something to say to the two of you."

Mu Nanxing's voice was gentle and bookish, and when he finished speaking, he took the initiative to sit aside and poured tea for the two of them.

Gu Fanyin touched the wall of the cup, and without any spiritual control, the tea was actually warm.

"Speak straight."

Gu Fanyin pulled out the chair for Ning Zhi, noticed the strange expression on his face, and gently pressed his shoulders down.

Foretelling sounds absurd, although Gu Fanyin felt that he didn't need it, and he was willing to be polite to the prophet who came to his door.

"You two are people who violate the rules."

Ning Zhi remained expressionless: "So?"

"This is the first time I can't see the slightest fate, but I can see the turning point."

Mu Nanxing smiled gently, and didn't change a bit because of Ning Zhi's attitude: "Mu came here just hoping to be with the two of you for a short time."

"Together for a short time?" Ning Zhi bit the words, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

He looked at Mu Nanxing, and for the first time, there was an undetectable emotion in his eyes, like clear hatred, but mixed with other things: "We are not good people."

"I can't tolerate the favor of the four great families in the hidden world, or... Your Excellency, don't you want to stab a knife in the middle of the night?"

It's hard to see Ning Zhi lose control of his emotions like this, Gu Fanyin was a little surprised, and soon couldn't help but interject: "He can't beat me."

"If you are in danger, I will be the first to feel it."

Ning Zhi was silent.

He could feel that his emotions were extraordinarily agitated. If he hadn't been rational, he might have torn the person in front of him who had betrayed him to pieces.

A bit of a slip of the tongue, Ning Zhi thought with a blank face, then leaned back in the chair, a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

But as the person who was questioned sharply, Mu Nanxing was extraordinarily calm: "As this person said, Mu is just an ordinary prophet."

"You can't do anything superfluous."

The more gentle Mu Nanxing behaved, the more thoughtful Gu Fanyin looked at him.

Such irony that seems to have something to say...is not what Ning Zhi would say in the past.

"Okay," Gu Fanyin made a final decision, felt the silence of the people around him, and took the initiative to add: "However, you have to make Ning Zhi happy."

Ning Zhi: "Who wants others to coax..."

Mu Nanxing: "Mu knows."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Zhi instantly looked at him with a complicated face, his eyes fell on the piece of white silk that bound his eyes, and a bloody scene couldn't help flashing through his mind.

He had seen the pair of eyes under Mu Nanxing's white silk.

Beautiful, empty, yet full of sin.

Ning Zhi thought of something, lowered his head, his expression unclear.

He didn't say anything to stop Mu Nanxing from joining.

Feeling that Ning Zhi was not welcoming, Mu Nanxing quickly offered to leave, but when he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, turned his indigo robe, and said exactly to Gu Fanyin : "An elder from the Mu family once visited the Canglan Sect, about the Sanskrit Fairy."

Mu Nanxing didn't mean to explain in detail, instead he took the initiative to exit and closed the door.

Gu Fanyin and Ning Zhi, who were left alone and hit by the sudden news, looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Prophecy, about me?"

Gu Fanyin pointed at herself, very puzzled: "Is there any need for my prophecy?"

Not to mention that she is from another world, but in terms of strength alone, Gu Fanyin doesn't think anyone can make her feel weak.

Ning Zhi didn't speak in a hurry, but linked Lin Zong's strange attitude together, recalling the action of the other party protecting Gu Fanyin at that moment, and said casually, "I'm not sure, I'm afraid you suddenly came and wanted to destroy the world of cultivating immortals?"

Ning Zhi just said it casually, but when Gu Fanyin heard this, he nodded seriously, took a sip of warm tea, and raised his chin: "That might be."

"However, if I want to destroy the world of cultivating immortals, it must be that the world of cultivating immortals is wrong."

Gu Fanyin laughed as soon as he finished speaking, and he didn't take this somewhat heavy topic to heart at all.

Thinking of this uninvited prophet, fingers curled the messy long hair and pulled the corners of his lips, showing a devilish smile: "If I want to do something, hundreds of prophets can't stop it."

Ning Zhi didn't comment on her big words, and took advantage of the late night to show a shallow smile in a place where no one noticed.

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Several people met again in the early morning of the second day.

At that time, the sun was not yet high in the sky, the wind blew up a few strands of refreshing, and the inn that got up early exuded an attractive fragrance.

Mo Chouzhou sat downstairs, staring at the table full of delicious Zhenqiu for a while, then raised his head to face the wooden ladder with the sound of footsteps.

"Mo Chouzhou?"

Yuezhi, who was about to get up early to practice swords, gradually cleared her eyes. Last night, Sect Master Lin came to send a letter, saying that he was still willing to be her master, and specially prepared the elementary exercises of the Canglan Sect.

Yuezhi looked at the sky outside, and her tone became even more hesitant: "...is it very late now?"

"No!" Mo Chouzhou's body lying on the table suddenly stiffened, "It's because I want to prepare breakfast for the hard-to-serve baby Pimple..."

"This is the medicinal food sent by the Wu Clan, and it's from the main chef Sheng Xiang..."

Mo Chouzhou pointed weakly, thinking of the Lingshi that was about to be included in the account, the drooping corners of his mouth still slowly curled up.

Yuezhi could tell at a glance that the meal was prepared for six people, but they didn't have six people.

"A distinguished guest came last night," Mo Chouzhou saw her doubts and took the initiative to explain. Just as he was about to continue his introduction, he saw that the owner they mentioned was already standing at the stairs.

Mo Chouzhou then pointed over there, and continued to slump on the table.

Mu Nanxing had a gentle smile on his face: "Miss Yue, I have long admired your name."

"Mujia, Mu Nanxing."

As the four great families, the Yue family and the Mu family are completely different. Yue Zhi has also heard about this prestigious genius, and also took the initiative to say hello.

Just as he was about to continue walking out, he was stopped by a man dressed as a maidservant.

Yuezhi was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

The servant girl raised her head high: "My lady has something to say."

(End of this chapter)