MTL - Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day-Chapter 39 arrogant

With Xiaoyou's full help, Mu Chuihan finally slowly swept away the dishes on the table before dinner.

The diners on the side came and went and changed several batches, but they were the only ones who stayed still.

Mu Chuihan took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips: "Xianjun, I'm done eating."

Ye Tingjiang looked at the sky: "Then let's go."

It's not obvious on the face, but in fact he also admires that the little apprentice can turn lunch and dinner into one meal by himself.

For this birthday banquet, the whole house was decorated with lanterns, and red silk was hung all over the place, which was full of joy.

Standing at the door of Ye Mansion again, it was difficult for Mu Chuihan to connect this place with the gloomy and desolate scene in the illusion.

He asked Ye Tingjiang: "What is the relationship between the person who will be hosting the birthday banquet today and Xianjun?"

He still remembered that Ye Qixuan was an old ancestor, and he almost made him treat Ye Tingjiang as an old demon in the mountains.

Ye Tingjiang didn't pay attention to it himself, and he didn't even know very well: "Probably a few generations later. After the side branch entered the Ye family, there were no talented monks, and they gradually declined."

A monk with a low realm has a limited lifespan, and Ye Tingjiang alone can send away several generations.

Mu Chuihan was a little proud: "Cause and effect cycle, retribution is not good."

Ye Tingjiang smiled: "Actually, what happened back then had nothing to do with them."

However, it is impossible for him to have a good impression of the Ye family, at most as a stranger who met by chance.

They were standing a short distance away from the door, and Mu Chuihan hesitated to go in, so he watched the endless stream of guests.

Due to the limited spiritual power, Mu Chuihan was not so accurate in judging the cultivation of other cultivators, but judging from the spiritual tools they carried, there were quite a few powerful people who could not be invited by the Ye family.

Most of them came to the banquet for the name of Jun Tingyun.

Ye Qixuan, who greeted the guests at the door, saw the two of them from a distance, and after a few words of greetings with the guests in front of him, he walked away, surprised and respectfully greeted: "Jun Tingyun, you are here!"

Ye Tingjiang nodded to him.

At first glance, Ye Qixuan noticed that the furnace cauldron he sent out was also coming, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to call it.

In terms of age, this young man is not yet twenty, so he is much younger than him; but in terms of seniority, since he was accepted as a disciple by Jun Tingyun, he is not sure how many generations older than him.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Mu Chuihan took the initiative to say hello: "Young Master Ye, long time no see!"

"Yes." Ye Qixuan nodded hurriedly, and finally said nondescriptly: "Long time no see, senior Fuyan."

Mu Chuihan was amused by the title, leaning on Ye Tingjiang and laughing. Ye Tingjiang also let him lean on him. Although his face was pale, he told Ye Qixuan to see a bit of indulgence.

As a junior, he did not look directly at Ye Tingjiang, but kept his gaze slightly lowered. It was these low eyes that made him glance at the bite mark on Ye Tingjiang's neck.

Ye Qixuan broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that Fuyan was really brave enough to play, no wonder Jun Tingyun was so fond of him.

Then he was overjoyed again. Since Jun Tingyun liked the gifts they gave, is the Ye family really hopeful for a rise?

After Ye Qixuan came over, Mu Chuihan became more and more intimate with Ye Tingjiang. They were greeted as guests all the way into the Ye family banquet hall. The owner of today's birthday banquet, the current Ye family owner, saw it, and hurriedly came to greet him.

"Jun Tingyun, you condescend to come, this junior is really lucky for three lifetimes!"

Because the seniority is not easy to discuss, Ye Xu and his son only use "junior" to refer to themselves.

Ye Xu was wearing a luxurious robe, but his face was over middle age, and there were a few obvious wrinkles when he smiled.

Facing this junior who looked much older than him, Ye Tingjiang's attitude was polite, but alienated: "You're welcome."

He handed over the birthday gift directly.

Ye Xu declined a few words, then accepted it gratefully, and invited Ye Tingjiang to the table.

As for Fuyan, he thought that mere playthings were not worthy of sharing a seat with those great powers. But Ye Xu has always been good at observing words and expressions, and soon saw that Jun Ting Yun took him seriously, and immediately put on a smile, and hurriedly sent him to the edge of Ye Tingjiang.

Ye Tingjiang didn't pay much attention to the expressions of others, but Mu Chuihan saw his changes and laughed secretly in his heart.

Mu Chuihan sat calmly in the eyes of the other monks, biting his ears with Ye Tingjiang like no one else: "What did Xianjun give?"

Although Ye Tingjiang thought that it was not good to be so intimate in public, but he felt that he was open-minded and had nothing to avoid. He also whispered: "Lingyu."

Mu Chuihan covered his mouth in surprise: "So direct?"

He also thought that with Ye Tingjiang's character, no matter how impatient he was, he would pick some spiritual weapons.

However, from the perspective of Mu Chuihan himself, when he was swindling and cheating in Yinqing Mountain in the past, he really hoped to receive Lingyu more than all kinds of rare treasures.

Treasures may also be sent in weight, but Lingyu is the hard currency of the world of immortals.

All the monks on the table had excellent ears, so Ye Tingjiang did not answer.

Mu Chuihan didn't know that what Ye Tingjiang gave this time was exactly 600,000 spiritual jade.

It is to thank the Ye family for sending Fuyan to him, and to draw a clear line from now on.

The monks at the same table saw that they were no longer talking, so they also began to greet Ye Tingjiang and reported their home.

Jun Tingyun usually sits high in Yingxue Peak, and they rarely see him. At this time, I also want to make friends and catch up with the line of Linxianzong, so all of them are enthusiastic.

Ye Tingjiang nodded one by one to greet each other, Mu Chuihan was bored, and his eyes wandered around the table.

He found that in this group of attentive monks, there was only one tall and straight young man sitting quietly. Neither participated in the conversation of these monks, nor did he have any dissatisfaction or prying intent towards Mu Chuhuihan sitting here.

Feeling the look in Mu Chuihan's eyes, the young man raised his head and smiled lightly at him, saying hello.

When the group of cultivators finally introduced themselves, the young man said without arrogance: "Gu Lin, I have seen Jun Tingyun."

Ye Tingjiang still nodded at him, but when he heard the name, he asked one more question: "Do you know Senior Sister Mingzheng?"

The young man smiled: "There is indeed a relationship. It is a blessing for Gu Lin to have the help of Fairy Mingzheng."

Mu Chuihan didn't understand, but Ye Tingjiang clearly understood what Gu Lin was referring to and smiled politely at him.

When Ye Tingjiang came, Ye Xu, the most important person in the birthday banquet, was here, and the banquet started immediately.

The flowing water-style delicacies are served, and the ingredients used are extremely precious and full of spiritual energy, which is of great benefit to low-level monks.

Ye Tingjiang took a few bites at random for the sake of the whole ceremony, as before.

But Mu Chuihan, who had a soft spot for food, remained motionless, not even bothering to pick up his chopsticks.

Ye Tingjiang asked: "You really can't eat it?"

Mu Chuihan really meant to be pampered, shook his head and said only three words: "I don't want to eat it."

He obviously did not give face to the Ye family in the public eye. The expressions of the other monks at the same table also changed, thinking that this little thing is really arrogant, so arrogant.

But what surprised them even more was Ye Tingjiang's reaction. Ting Yunjun didn't even change his face, he acquiesced in his actions, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Seeing the ambiguous traces on the side of Ye Tingjiang's neck again, the monks immediately re-determined the status of this young man in their hearts. He couldn't help but sigh that Ting Yun-jun, who was always known for his innocence in beauty, would have such a dazzling day.

Ye Tingjiang didn't know that his image was corrupted again, but hopelessly felt the cuteness of his little disciple again.

Fuyan didn't want to see Ye's family, and after all, he was venting his anger for him.

Love and hate are clear, and hatred is like hatred. Ye Tingjiang was used to the lightness of things, but he didn't mind the pure and sincere temperament of young people.

Moreover, he seemed to finally understand why Fuyan ordered so many dishes at noon. It turned out that I had made up my mind from then on, and I didn't plan to use chopsticks at night.

Thinking of this, Ye Tingjiang couldn't help but smile at Mu Chuihan.

Mu Chuihan watched the banquet halfway through, so he lengthened his voice: "Xianjun, I don't want to eat. When can we leave?"

He always did whatever he wanted, and didn't want Ye Tingjiang to stay here too long, so he urged Ye Tingjiang to leave the table early.

It has come horizontally and vertically, and the ceremony has arrived, and that is enough.

Ye Tingjiang knew his intentions, so he also got up to say goodbye to the Ye family.

Seeing this, the monks at the same table hurriedly retained them. In such a short time, Ting Yun-Jun might not even remember their names, let alone make a referral.

Ye Xu has also been paying attention to the situation of the table. Seeing that Ye Tingjiang was about to leave, he hurried over and said, "But we didn't entertain well, so Tingyun-jun might as well sit again..."

Mu Chuihan simply refused to let Ye Tingjiang refuse, and said casually, "You guys are fine, but I want to go back."

As he said that, he glanced at Ye Tingjiang, his eyes were rippling with water, and he really meant a little fox spirit.

Ye Tingjiang then said: "The little apprentice is afraid of life, so I'll accompany him to go first."

Ye Xu looked at Mu Chuihan's appearance, and he was so arrogant that he almost didn't say "arrogant", but Ting Yunjun's words "fear of life" were really perfunctory to the extreme.

But he didn't dare to stay, so he could only say: "Junior still has something to discuss with Jun Yun, can Xian Jun move?"

Ye Tingjiang glanced at him and finally nodded.

The monks at the table said goodbye to Ye Tingjiang one after another, only Gu Linqian smiled and added: "Please stop Yunjun to say hello to Fairy Mingzheng on behalf of the younger generation."

Ye Tingjiang also treated him a little differently, and agreed immediately.

After they left the table, Mu Chuihan wanted to follow Ye Tingjiang, but Ye Xu obviously just wanted to talk alone, which made him a little embarrassed.

In the end, Ye Tingjiang asked Fuyan to leave first. He also didn't know what Ye Xu wanted to say, and in case of any difficulty, he didn't want to bother the younger disciple.

Mu Chuihan had to let go of Ye Tingjiang and followed Ye Qixuan to the garden to relax.

The pattern of Ye Family Garden has not changed for hundreds of years. Looking at the small pond in the center, Mu Chuihan's mood is not very good.

But Ye Qixuan didn't look like his father, so he bumped up: "Fuyan, how does it feel to be around Tingyun-Jun?"

Mu Chuihan looked at him with a smile: "What do you think, Young Master Ye?"

Ye Qixuan then said, "Jun Ting Yun is very good to you. I rescued you from the Fugui Building at the beginning, which is also considered to have contributed to this fate." He hoped: "If you have time, can you stand in front of Jun Tingyun A word or two for us?"

He didn't say it, but when he said it, it reminded Mu Chuihan of his shabby selling price in front of Li Erniu.

He raised his eyelids and pretended, "Young Master Ye spent 600,000 Lingyu at the beginning, but later I heard that the building sold for another 1,200,000 yuan."

Ye Qixuan was stunned for a moment, inexplicably felt that this dare to make him add another 600,000 spiritual jade?

Mu Chuihan said again: "Fuyan's life is lost, and he speaks softly, how can he speak in front of Xianjun..."

With only 600,000 Lingyu, do you still want him to blow the pillow wind?

Ah no, he didn't even have a chance to sleep on Ye Tingjiang's pillow!

Ye Qixuan felt sweat dripping from his forehead: "Jun Tingyun attaches great importance to you..."

He felt that the young man in front of him was extremely difficult, and he replaced the ordinary "you" with "you".

Mu Chuihan's tone was still soft and weak: "Young Master Ye, why should you worry. Your ancestors are happy and stretched out their fingers to care for one or two. What else is there to worry about in the Ye family?"

Ye Qixuan listened to him accurately repeating what he said the day he gave the gift to Jun Tingyun, and it was clear that Fuyan didn't say anything harsh, but he just felt that this seemingly weak young man was very upset.

Ye Qixuan analyzed it by himself, and in the end he could only think that it was Fuyan who was still haunted by the fact that he gave him a gift?

He took out the same respect as facing Ting Yunjun: "That's a joke, now we still have to rely on you..."

Ye Qixuan glanced at Mu Chuihan, thinking of his slightly sarcastic tone when he said "Old Ancestor", a title slipped out of his mouth: "Little Ancestor!"

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