To Win Over That Son-in-law Protagonist

Yue Hongyu's eyes were very calm and quiet, which made her look serious.

Her voice was also gently moistened into the wind: "Mu City Lord, I hope you die, so you must die."

The voice radiated into the wind, and it seemed to be tainted with a bit of crushed ice, like a chill.

This is the declaration of the winner and also the qualification of the more red fish. How else could Red Fish hope to become the best swordsman in the world?

At this time, Mu Congyun's hair crown shattered by the sword qi finally split, causing Mu Congyun's hair to scatter all over the place.

He, who has always been well-groomed, is also extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Mu Congyun slowly wiped off the blood from his lips, swallowing the bitterness of failure. This was the second time he had lost the sword of Yue Hongyu, and Xiao Yujin saw these. As far as Mu Congyun was concerned, he was the least willing to see his embarrassed posture by Xiao Yujin.

He didn't even dare to look at Xiao Yujin's cheek more.

Mu Congyun didn't say a word, turned around suddenly, and left with a cold face.

Wei Xuan looked at everything in his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes were dull and unclear.

Such a result, for the Red Flower Guard Cavalier, is not considered sincere.

Xiao Yujin came back to her senses, she was in a cold sweat, Yue Jianxian acted sharply, but perhaps this was the best solution.

This is the swordsman, Yue Hongyu always acts as a swordsman.

This is the case with politicians and swordsmen in the world. Always need a sword to stare at all this in the wilderness. Like Yue Hongyu said, she doesn't need to talk about the overall situation.

However, Yue Jianxian is involved too much, and I don't know whether it will bring disaster to her.

Xiao Yujin couldn't help but looked at Wei Xuan.

Wei Xuan is obviously the unstable factor in front of him.

Wei Xuan's complexion looked very gentle, not as if he could make troubles.

However, at this time, Yue Hongyu gently turned sideways and stared at Wei Xuan.

"Princess Mingyu is kind and kind, so I can rest assured. But Wei Qizhu, you are different."

You are too much in your mind.

Yue Hongyu continued to face seriously: "If there is chaos in the west, I will kill you no matter who it is because of it."

She thought so, always telling Wei Xuan.

This time Wei Xuan didn't fiddle with his lips, but only softly replied yes. He is good at figuring out people's hearts, knowing when to talk too much can be annoying. Like him before, he was forced to force Yue Hongyu before, but he knew that Yue Hongyu had hesitation in his heart. Otherwise, it is considered that Wei Xuan hadn't panted, and it would not be faster than Yue Hongyu's sword.

Now that Yue Hongyu had made up his mind, Wei Xuan naturally didn't need to say much.

Even so, his face showed a look of helplessness, and his grievances seemed to be added.

After thinking about it, Wei Xuan said: "What Yue Jianxian said is usually a matter of counting. Even if it is unfair to me, I have nothing to say."

Yue Hongyu: "Isn't it about talking about the overall situation? Even though I don't understand this, I sometimes learn to talk about it. Alas, there are some sacrifices in front of the lives of thousands of people in Xifeng. There is nothing I can do. I am a man. Honestly, I’ve never been very clever, and I can’t help being rough with you."

Wei Xuan's face was calm, but couldn't help but toss at his hair and smiled. The compelling sacrifice in Yue Jianxian's mouth refers to himself, which is naturally not a pleasant thing!

There are many unwise people in this world who deliberately act as clever. There is also a sword fairy like Yue Hongyu who prides himself on being honest, saying that he can't do it in his own mind.

Wei Xuan thought: That's strange.

Wei Xuan: "What else can I say? I can only say that it is really a blessing for me to meet Yue Jianxian."

Yue Hongyu thoughtfully: "However, your Honghuawei has always acted fiercely. Maybe the rider is loyal to the country and doesn't mind his own life?"

Maybe Wei Xuan is desperate to die and also be a demon?

Wei Xuan: "Not, really not."

After Mu Congyun returned, he was silent for a few days. This shame of defeat also takes some time to digest.

In the next few days, Mu Congyun started to single out a new City Lord from his disciples.

The official argument is that Mu Congyun had something wrong with his practice, and his body was a little unhelpful, so he was unable to be competent as the lord of the city.

However, the official hasn't revealed any news about Mu Congyun's request for a dog.

This kind of anise should be put slowly, so that the land of the west can be digested slowly.

Even so, everyone has already smelled something.

Among the several disciples, Mu Congyun selected the third disciple Yao Zhong to succeed the city lord.

Geniuses can't be wholesaled. His disciples have different aptitudes, but compared with Mu Congyun, they are all pecking at each other.

Mu Congyun chose Yao Zhong because of his calm personality, meticulous mind, and good popularity.

He doesn't expect Yao to reopen the frontiers and expand the territory and become the master of the city. It is still possible.

Mu Congyun was upright in his prime, not to mention that he was a martial artist, and his life span was longer than that of ordinary people. Therefore, the city in the desert has never considered the matter of the successor, but it seems that Mu Congyun, the city lord, can be regarded as an old man.

Because everyone was unprepared in their hearts, and there was no atmosphere of fighting against each other.

Now that Yao Zhong was hit by the gift bag, and Mu Congyun gave the golden finger blessing, this matter was so settled.

Mozhongcheng ventilated with the Xiangzhou government, and they held a few meetings together to make a good handover, and Yao Zhong, the new city owner, settled down.

The half-month period is coming soon, and the more red fish's will is still so determined.

As she told Mu Congyun, she hoped that Mu Congyun would die, so Mu Congyun must die.

If Mu Congyun refuses to judge himself, the more red fish will do it himself.

Mu Congyun soon reached the last day of his life.

At this moment, Yue Hongyu stood lightly on the head of the city, his eyes slightly moist, waiting for the final result of this matter.

Mu Congyun's series of actions in the past half month were a bit of a tune with the aftermath. Looking at Xifeng, it seemed that there would be a peaceful transition, but these more red fish would not be confused.

If Mu Congyun killed himself, it would take a few minutes for the city lord to take it back.

Yue Hongyu has always guessed his enemy with the utmost malice.