Observing words and feelings, and feeling keenness has always been Muyang's strength. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 When he suddenly found that the sword qi of the Heavenly Sword Sect collided with a strange force, he knew that this person was by no means simple. Dare to openly tease the goddess of the Heavenly Sword Gate?

Mu Rushuang is not too cold to Mu Yang, and all her energy now is focused on the affairs of the sect. So the latter confronted Lei Qiansong, and she didn't bother to continue to entangle, so as soon as Lianbu turned, she left in another direction.

Seeing this, Lei Qiansong spread his hands helplessly: "The goddess is gone, what's the point of our two big men staring at each other? Dude, if I guess correctly, you are the mysterious hole card of the Heavenly Sword Gate this time, right?"

With the same helpless smile, Mu Yang shook his head: "Since you have already guessed it, what kind of mystery is it?" But the proud disciple of the Dry Bone Sect seems to be unique, Lei Qiansong?"

"Haha...... It seems that you already know this cholera land very well! Whether it is aura, senses, and sharp judgment, you are not inferior to anyone here, not bad! Quite good!"

For Lei Qiansong, it feels good to Muyang. It's just a little too casual, and even Mu Rushuang dares to provoke. But it is precisely because of this that it is special, not pretentious, and true temperament.

"How about meeting? meeting is fate, how about having a drink together?" Lei Qiansong smiled heroically and took the lead in sending out an invitation. Mu Yang also has this intention, he believes that the first feeling is that this person in front of him will not be so bad!

"That's exactly what I mean, but since I've already guessed your identity, I wonder if you can know my identity?"

Taking a step forward, Lei Qiansong looked at Muyang carefully, up and down, and nodded frequently: "Yes, it's very good for my appetite." It is rumored that this time the Heavenly Sword Sect actually invited foreign aid, so mysterious, how can I guess?"

The implication is that the person who can be looked down upon by the Heavenly Sword Sect is not something that ordinary people can guess casually. Lei Qiansong was also refreshed, and he didn't deliberately pretend to be forced like others, he didn't know if he didn't know.

"Haha...... In Xia Muyang, to be honest, this time it was just a mistake to break into the land of cholera. If it weren't for the invitation of the Heavenly Sword Gate, I don't know if I would have survived until now!"

On the elegant seat of the Forgotten Whisper Building, Muyang and Lei Qiansong drank together. In a short time, he had already drunk a hundred cups. But for people like them who are cultivating, this level has no effect at all, and they still talk and laugh casually.

"I have a question below, I don't know if I mind answering it?" Muyang asked with a smile on his face. Lei Qiansong waved his hand, a little impatient: "What is my mother-in-law doing? You don't want to be down and down anymore, it looks like I'm older than you, how about calling you a brother?"

Hearing this, Mu Yang was slightly stunned, he had long known that the people in this cholera land had no rules, they went straight and decisively, and he didn't expect to be so resolute. How long have you known each other, and you just call yourself a brother?

But Muyang is not a person who twists. It's better to have one more friend or brother here than one more enemy. He arched his hand and said: "Okay, since Brother Lei is so refreshing, I will no longer be hypocritical, big brother!"

"Haha...... That's right, from the first time I saw you, I felt very appetizing, maybe this is fate. If there is anything wrong with the brother, just say it, don't worry about anything!"

"Looking at the eldest brother's physique, aura, and talent, he should be very outstanding. And I also know a lot about the Dry Bones Sect, the exercises are weird, and the actions are unpredictable, why did you choose this sect?"

In this area, a person as talented as Lei Qiansong should have many sects rushing to ask for it, why did he choose the Dry Bone Sect? Could it be that the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't want to include him in the sect in the first place?

Picking up the cup, Lei Qiansong drank it all: "Hehe...... All kinds of exercises in the world are inseparable from their origins, no matter what they are, they all end up on the same path. I'm eccentric, I don't want to be constrained, I like to challenge the impossible!"

After a pause, Lei Qiansong continued: "The exercises of the Dry Bone Sect are indeed weird, and ordinary people can't comprehend them at all. It is precisely because of this that I prefer to cultivate, if it is too simple, I am not willing to practice!"

"The most important thing is that the rules of the Dry Bone Sect are not so cumbersome, and I can be unconstrained. How good is this, free and easy, and I can't stand the other so-called big factions, too many rules!"

nodded in agreement, but Mu Yang didn't forget to flirt a few words: "Free and easy, debauchery, does that also include the goddess of casual flirtation?" The next second, Lei Qiansong's old face flushed: "Ahem...... Not what you think!"

Between men and men, many times there is not much need for cumbersome things. A drink can directly bring the relationship closer, and in a few hours, you can talk about everything. This is especially true among cultivators, there is no need to speculate too much.

The sun was setting, in the past few hours, the good wine of the Forgotten Speech Building was basically drunk by them, and the two talked happily and walked out of the Forgotten Talking Building side by side: "Haha...... It's a pleasure today, but let's make a truce for the time being, and see you at the big competition!"

A moment later, Mu Yang turned around and keenly caught someone pointing at him behind him. Although it was very quiet, it could still be heard: "Look at this person, he is too bold, right! How dare he get so close to Lei Qiansong?"

"Who's to say it isn't, but neither of them is easy to mess with, so let's not be nosy. If he doesn't know Lei Qiansong's true situation, then he can only be considered unlucky, don't worry about it!"

Brows furrowed slightly, Lei Qiansong's real situation, what is the situation, but even though he stretched out, revealing an elusive smile. He is interested, how many secrets are there in Lei Qiansong?

A quarter of an hour later, the front yard of the Heavenly Sword Gate. Mu Yang, who was in action, suddenly paused. The next second flashed to the right in an instant. The afterimages disperse and converge, dodging an attack. The figure twisted, the palm changed, and he held the shoulder of the visitor.

"Senior Sister Rushuang, what do you mean by this? Isn't it that I ruined the good things between you and Brother Lei during the day, so there is no need to be so angry!" As soon as the words fell, another sword attacked, Mu Yang raised his hand and flipped it, put his two fingers together, and clamped the blade of the sword.

Seeing this, Mu Rushuang's wrist shook, and he took back his long sword: "To call him a brother so quickly, it seems that your vigilance is not very good." Do you know what happened to that guy? Do you know why he approached you?"

Again, in the same tone, exactly the same as the previous discussion on the street. Mu Yang's face sank: "What do you know? If you have something to say, just say it happily, don't play dumb riddles with me!"

The long sword was returned to the sheath, Mu Rushuang looked Mu Yang up and down, and an inexplicable smile actually rose at the corner of her mouth: "I didn't see it, it turns out that you also have a habit in that area!"

Just as Muyang wanted to ask, a pillar of light suddenly shot out from the direction of the meteor platform, rushing straight into the sky, and exploded in an instant. The figure flashed, and I hurried over!