943: C943 A guest who had to be seen

C943 A guest who had to be seen

Therefore, when Mu Baixiu told her what Chu Yun had taught her, Mu Chengde's heart did not fluctuate very deeply.

On the contrary, he was secretly delighted.

No matter from what angle, Chu Yun was more worth roping in than Huo Jia, the cripple.

If Mu Baixiu could really be together with Chu Yun, that would also be a good thing.

However, his attitude did not let Mu Baixiu notice any changes.

He put on an awkward expression and waited all the way until the end before reluctantly nodding his head in agreement.

Mu Baixiu had never seen this world before, she did not have any foresight.

Seeing her father in such a difficult situation, she reluctantly agreed. She was so touched that her eyes turned red.

"Father promised me that he would not marry me into the Huo Mansion, but …"

Saying that, Mu Baixiu found it difficult to say anything, her beautiful face turning slightly red.

"But what? Tell Mom?"

The beautiful woman saw that Mu Baixiu wanted to say something, but stopped in her tracks.

"Father told me to find a way to marry someone else!"

Mu Baixiu's face was flushed red, her voice trembling, as she lowered her head, not daring to raise it.

The beautiful woman's expression changed as she said in a low voice, "Bai Xiu, no matter what, mother will stand by your side. If your father wants to force you, then we will leave and go far away!"

"No, no, no!"

Mu Baixiu was too embarrassed to speak, she did not know how to describe it.

"Since you have a lover, then you must not compromise because of this. No matter who your father wants you to marry, you must not agree to it!"

The beautiful woman stared at Mu Baixiu and spoke sincerely and sincerely.

"I … I …"

Mu Baixiu was very embarrassed, but in the end she steeled her heart and directly said: "What Father wants me to marry, is my lover!"

She liked Chu Yun and had never mentioned this matter to anyone, not even her mother.

This was the first time she boldly said it.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment before a smile reappeared on her face. "White Xiu, Mother is truly happy for you. "Since you have someone you like, you must not let go. Happiness must be pursued by you!"

"Yes!"

Mu Baixiu nodded slightly, her face was still red.

Actually, she wasn't too sure either.

Even though Chu Yun said those words that day, he did not continue.

Mu Baixiu was also unclear about what the eldest senior brother was thinking.

She felt apprehensive. Should she find an opportunity to clarify it?

Time flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed.

There were only three years left until the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi's Dragon Gate Conference.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

"City Governor, an esteemed guest has come to pay a visit."

Hong Hu stood in front of Chu Yun's door and lightly knocked.

"I said, I won't see anyone."

Chu Yun's indifferent voice came out from inside the door.

Hong Hu laughed bitterly, he had expected that Chu Yun would react in such a way, and then said: "This esteemed guest, I am afraid City Lord must see him."

The room went silent for a moment, then the door opened, and Chu Yun stood there, dressed in a loose white robe, looking casual.

His beard was rather long, clearly having not been shaved for a long time. His hair was tied up at will.

Those eyes were as sharp as ever, like two cold stars in the night sky.

"Who is it that I have to see?"

Chu Yun's eyes casually swept across the Hong Hu, his face expressionless.

Hong Hu felt as if he had been struck hard. It was as if his body had sunk into a swamp, and he couldn't even raise his head.

In that instant, he broke out in a cold sweat.

During this period of time, the City Lord had never left his room. It was obvious that he had been cultivating every day.

It was just a glance, yet he felt his entire body go soft. Just what kind of realm had he reached?

"Your subordinate will invite her over right away."

Hong Hu did not dare to stay for long. The pressure that Chu Yun was giving him was too much, so he could only leave in a hurry.

Chu Yun stood in front of the door and stretched lazily.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years had passed.

Feeling the boundless power in his body, Chu Yun did not feel proud at all.

The higher one climbed, the wider one's horizons would be, and the more one could point to one's own shortcomings.

A short-sighted person was most likely someone at the bottom.

Other than cultivating, Chu Yun would often go to his study to read.

The City Lord's Mansion was erected here, and it had personally witnessed the rise and fall of the Patrol Hall and the Luofu.

In the book of history, naturally, so many years of history were recorded down in detail.

After cultivating, he would head to the book shop.

Immersed in the river of history for tens of thousands of years and feeling this atmosphere, wasn't this also a way to temper one's state of mind?

"Chu Yun, you have quite the airs, it was really hard for me to see you again."

He saw a young girl walking towards him, her face filled with dissatisfaction.

Behind her was an old man with white hair. He was wearing a simple robe, and he didn't seem to exist at all.

Upon seeing the young lady, Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Third Miss of the Song Family?"

The person who came was a weird girl.

Her appearance was pretty and her eyes were filled with anger. She seemed to have a completely different style of doing things.

After walking up to them, the young girl showed her teeth and clenched her fist to show that she was threatening.

Who else could it be other than the Song Family's third young miss, Song Ziqi?

Because they had interacted in the Forest of Oddities before, Chu Yun could still be considered to have a deep impression of Song Ziqi.

Last time when he was in the Patrol Hall, Song Ziqi had also tried to rope him in, but because of Hua Feilong, he was stopped outside the hall.

"It's truly an honor for Miss Song San to suddenly visit us."

Chu Yun smiled, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

"You put on such a airs, I didn't see how you felt honored."

Song Ziqi sized Chu Yun up from head to toe, and said coldly: "Could it be that you're prepared to stay here, and meet your esteemed guest?"

Chu Yun instinctively wanted to turn and invite Song Ziqi in, but he suddenly remembered that there were still some things inside, it was very messy, and was not suitable to see anyone.

Luckily, Hong Hu knew how to read words, so he quickly said, "Mayor, Third Miss Song, this way please!"

They arrived at the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion in a pavilion.

It was very quiet here, and the environment was good for small talk.

"Miss Songsan, why are you looking for me?"

raised her eyebrows. Back then, when Song Ziqi came to try and rope him in, she was rejected at the door. With her level of intelligence, she should have been able to think of her own position.

Furthermore, he was currently the city lord of Luofu, the head senior brother of the Patrolling Hall, and his relationship with the Huo Mansion was very close.

Song Ziqi clearly knew that it was impossible, and would never come to waste his breath.

"Bring some tea first."

Song Ziqi, on the other hand, had a temper of his own, as he knocked on the stone table.

"Alright, I'll go down and prepare."

After Hong Hu heard this, he immediately left.

As the leader of the city guards, he had some status.

Compared to Song Ziqi, it was not worth mentioning.

Not long later, steaming hot tea was served.

Song Ziqi sipped the tea and frowned: "This Bamboo Leaf Qing is not bad, but it's a pity that it isn't old enough, it's hard to drink."

As she spoke, she pushed her tea to the side with a look of disdain.

Hong Hu was very embarrassed as he smiled along. This was already the best tea the mayor could bring.

But who would have thought that it still wouldn't fall into the eyes of Third Miss Song.

"Hey, you're a city lord after all. Are you that stingy?" Is this tea served to entertain guests? It's more appropriate to feed the pigs! "

Song Ziqi saw that Chu Yun was still calmly drinking his tea, and couldn't help but feel angry.

Chu Yun almost spurted a mouthful of tea out. I just took a sip, you actually said that this is for feeding pigs?

When you speak, can't you make a point of it?

But there was no helping it, this was the temperament of the third young miss of the Song Family, and she was very casual.

This time, it was obvious that she was somewhat resentful. It was probably due to the fact that she didn't see her in the past.

It had to be said, a woman's temper was truly strange.

"Cough, cough."

Chu Yun wiped his mouth and said: "Miss Song San, please do not bother me. If you have anything to say, just say it.

Song Ziqi raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "Alright, you actually put on airs with me!"

Chu Yun's expression gradually became impatient. Originally, he was already very unhappy that Song Ziqi disturbed her cultivation, but in the end, she still dragged it out and did not talk about proper business.

The mud-man was also a bit angry.

Moreover, Chu Yun had never had a good temper.

"Miss!"

The white-haired old man suddenly spoke as if to remind Meng Hao of something.

Song Ziqi immediately shut up, obviously feeling a little afraid of the old man.

She ruthlessly glared at Chu Yun and snappily said: "This young miss has come today because I have something to talk to you about."

Chu Yun nodded and listened attentively.

If you have something to say, just say it.

Others will spoil you for your identity, but I won't.

"There are three more years. The Dragon Gate Gathering will begin soon!"

Song Ziqi replied with a question: "You will also participate, right?"

"Of course."

Chu Yun nodded.

Now that the tour hall was flourishing, there was no need to worry about being banned anymore.

But Chu Yun did not want to miss a gathering like the Dragon Gate Conference.

Since ancient times, the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi had a rule that the leaders of forces could not participate in the Dragon Gate Conference.

Chu Yun was the city lord of the Luofu, and in name, the Luofu was an existence independent of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi.

Logically speaking, he didn't have the qualifications to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference.1

But in truth, everyone was well aware that the touring hall was something that the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi Royal Family was supporting from behind.

Although the Luofu was not under the jurisdiction of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, because it was closely linked to the Imperial Family, everyone had tacitly recognized the Luofu as the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi's territory.

Chu Yun was the city lord, but in reality, he was also an official.

Naturally, there wouldn't be any problems if his subjects were to participate.

"Very good, this year's Dragon Gate Conference has a few famous people, you must remember them. They are Hua Feilong, Xu Buruo, Fan Jinlang and the seventeenth prince, Fang Luo! "

Song Ziqi said very seriously: "They will definitely become your formidable opponents!"

"Wait."

Chu Yun frowned, and extended his hand to stop Song Ziqi from speaking: "The third young miss of the Song Family came to me, he couldn't have given me information about the other Heaven's Pride from the Dragon Gate Conference, right?"

Unexpectedly, Song Ziqi did not deny it, and nodded: "Of course, if not why would I tell you this!"

With this, Chu Yun became even more confused.

Song Ziqi obviously wanted to participate in the Dragon Gate Great Assembly as the two of them would be rivals.

What was the purpose of her coming here to tell him all this?

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