Jun Muqian raised her hand and pressed it against his slender neck, and her voice sounded dangerous: "What are you thinking of?"

She really wanted to settle things with him and figure out how many peach blossoms she had provoked.

Is it possible to imitate her? No one has ever dared to step forward.

If she meets a few more flowers, she will...she will lock him up!

"I think of it -" Rong Qing lowered her eyelashes slightly, with a faint smile in her eyes, "In order to prevent unrecognizability in the future, Xue Haotian asked an artist to paint a painting for me."

Jun Muqian suspected that she heard wrongly, a painting?

Subconsciously, my hands relaxed a little.

At this time, Rong Qing clasped her hand, his movements were very slow, and his words were somewhat helpless and playful: "Mumu, I am innocent."

"..."

Jun Muxian still put her hand down: "So, she saw your painting?"

"I don't know." Rong Wei slightly shook his head, "It has nothing to do with me."

There are so many people and it would be strange for him to remember them all.

I am the only one who can remember it.

"No, why does Xue Haotian still want to draw you?" Jun Muzhen chased after her with great interest, "Qingmei, do you have any misunderstanding about your appearance? After meeting you once,

I will never forget it again.”

Hearing these words, Rong Qing's eyelashes slightly raised: "It turns out that Mumu had me in mind so early."

Jun Muxian: "???"

This man, what is he talking about?

Does he know what he is talking about?

"You're fine." Jun Muqian held her breath, "Don't be glib or change the subject."

"I think-" Hearing this, Rong Qing thought seriously for a moment, "About, he may want to..."

"What to do?"

"Offer and burn incense, it's possible -" Rong Qing said calmly, "Bow down again."

"..."

Jun Muqian looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and after a long while, she sincerely praised: "You are so smart, Qingmei."

A man who talks nonsense!

She turned around and decided to ignore him for an hour.

**

On the other side——

Xue Yijun was still shaking with anger. With trembling fingers, she took out something from her spiritual ring.

It was a picture scroll, and the color of the paper had turned slightly yellow, obviously due to its age.

Xue Yijun was still trembling while holding the scroll. It took a long time before she unfolded the scroll.

Suddenly, the flow of brilliance began.

It is a painting that is difficult to look at again, not because it is ugly, but because it is so magnificent that people dare not look at it.

Even though she has seen this painting many times, Xue Yijun still cannot completely calm down.

The artist who painted this painting was extremely skilled in painting, and he depicted the expressions and temperaments of the people in the painting one by one.

The man in scarlet clothes sat quietly under the tree, his eyes slightly closed, his eyelashes long, and his posture calm.

His skin was as good as snow, and his lips were as red as cherry blossoms. It was like a vast expanse of rays of light were blowing on his face, making him dizzy.

His face looked like a demon but not a demon, like an immortal but not an immortal, and his features were even more elegant.

And in the lower right corner of the scroll, there are two words - Shaojun.

"Young Master..." Xue Yijun frowned as she read the name, remembering the conversation she once had with Xue Haotian.

——Yijun, your name was carefully chosen by my father. It is Yijia Yijia. My father hopes that you will have a family in the future and that your family will be harmonious.

——What about you?

——This gentleman is for my father to commemorate an old friend, Yijun. Unfortunately, my father doesn’t know whether he will come back. If he comes to Piaoxue Canyon in the future, my father must let you meet him.

Only when you meet him, you will know what it means to be amazingly talented and elegant, a dragon among men.

Dragon among men...

Xue Yijun closed the scroll, her snowy eyes cold.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a coincidence that I would meet the "Young Master" Xue Haotian calls me at the Tianjiao Festival.

The first time she saw Shaojun, Xue Yijun also understood why Xue Haotian, who always showed no pretense to any talented person, would speak so highly of him.

Sure enough, I can bear the words "Jing Cai Feng Yi".

However, she kindly told him, but he ignored her, which was really elusive.

Fortunately, before she met him, she had a good impression of him based on a painting.

And, most importantly...

Xue Yijun frowned, the spiritual ring on her hand flashed, and the scroll disappeared without a trace.

This dragon among men already has a wife, which is really surprising.

Obviously her father said at that time that no one could fall into Shaojun's eyes.

However, since she already has a wife, she has no interest in treating others with that kind of attitude.

wrong!

Xue Yijun seemed to realize something, her snow eyes suddenly narrowed.

Since Shaojun and her father are old acquaintances, and they met a thousand years ago, then he is already over twenty-eight years old, how can he enter the Sky Realm?

Not even her father.

and!

She suddenly realized that the message from the black jade slip was not wrong, it was sixty-seven people, because these were the only competitors.

Shaojun does not belong to that category.

After thinking about all this, Xue Yijun's heart beat faster, and finally, he guessed an answer——

Could it be that Shaojun's strength has surpassed the creator of the Sky Realm and reached a level even more powerful than the Sky Supreme?

Yes, there is only such a possibility!

Xue Yijun's breath became a little heavier. She didn't even think about looking for weapons, so she simply found a corner and sat down.

For such an outstanding person, she could never just watch him die.

We must persuade him to return to Piaoxue Canyon!

**

Jun Muzhen and Rong Qing were very fast. In two hours, they had searched the entire armory.

However, no weapons related to the mission were obtained, and no further messages appeared on the black jade slips.

Rong Qing raised his hand and waved, with a leisurely expression: "Momu, just rest for a while."

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian glanced at him, thinking that the time had come, then walked over and leaned against him.

Rong Qing rubbed her head, still very natural: "Still angry?"

"Not really." Jun Muqian shook her head, "I'm more worried about you, the secret will come back..."

"Don't worry." Rong Qing raised her chin slightly, "Do you still remember the piece of nephrite the miracle doctor gave me last time?"

Jun Muqian tilted his head: "Hua Li?"

"Yes." Rong Qing nodded, "With that piece of nephrite, I can return to normal so quickly and come to see you. Although the backlash from heaven is still there, it no longer threatens me."

Jun Muqian thought for a moment: "Isn't your dark side caused by the backlash of heaven's secret?"

"No." Rong Qing's voice was light, "That's another force. The backlash of heaven's secret will cause it to be restless, but now, I find that-"

He tilted his lips and raised them slightly: "Mumu seems to be able to help me suppress this power."

Jun Muqian was startled: "Me?"

"Yes." The arc of Rong Qing's lips widened, "So, Mu Mu, there is no need to worry."

Jun Muqian didn't expect: "Could this be why I was the only one who could get close to you at that time?"

However, she doesn't have any special powers.

Hearing this, Rong Qing thought thoughtfully: "This is probably because I only like Mu Mu."
To be continued...