It's not that Ma Xiaoyue doesn't give Mu Zelie face, the direction of this transaction is getting more and more beyond his control, if he can't help Zhong Yanji completely free, then why did he come all the way to the Western Regions and get on the thief ship of the old fox. Mu Zelie was about to have a seizure, and Ma Xiaoyue was also thinking anxiously, "One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred", and he can't seize the opportunity at this moment, Zhong Yanji has no chance to turn over in her life.

"I'll tell you boy, don't look at you saving my son, but one yard is one yard. Those who know me know that I have made the greatest concession, if you have any other ideas, don't blame me Mu Zelie for being unkind to you!" Mu Zelie, who was physically strong, overturned the tea table in front of him with a wave of his hand, and looked angrily at these juniors who were trying to precondition themselves in front of him.

Mu Ping, the big butler who follows every time he entertains guests, is no longer surprised, his master has a hot temper, and he can do it at one point. The guests will be angry, and they will lift the table when they are angry, no matter who they are to, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, I believe that Mu Zelie will not give too much face. Anyway, the Mutan tribe has a big business, and there is no shortage of a few sets of tea sets, just clean it up after lifting. As a son-in-law, Mu Jiang is not too worried, even if Mu Zelie loses his temper with whom, in short, he will not lose his temper with himself, who let us be his precious son. But just when Mu Jiang was sitting on the side and secretly proud, Mu Zelie, who was furious, suddenly got up, walked in front of Mu Jiang, and slapped him hard. This slap was not reserved, and it was really slapped on Mu Jiangpi's white and tender face, which stunned the Mu Ping housekeeper on the side. Since he was a child, Mu Zelie has never taught his son such a lesson, and it seems that this time he is really angry.

"Little bastard, if you weren't strong enough and called the thief to arrest you, would you be so embarrassed and coerced by a junior now?" Obviously, Mu Zelie didn't want to beat his son, he couldn't spoil him, how could he be willing to fight. He made this out so that Ma Xiaoyue knew his attitude, as if to say: "I don't care so much about my son, just beat me when I say it, don't use this matter to threaten me." Mu Zelie is not gambling, if Ma Xiaoyue gets his seven inches accurately, he will make a fuss about his son, and he is afraid that he will really give in.

At this time, in another castle of the Mutan tribe, another strong man who looked similar to Mu Zelie was sitting in the main hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and the old god was drinking unhurriedly. This Sven look doesn't match his fierce appearance at all.

A middle-aged man sat in the lower seat, and the two people sitting in the front seat were all very calm. Some people who are relatively backward in the backup are also on the side, and you look at each other, I look at you, and I can't wait. After a while, the big man who was in the right position was a little breathless, and said loudly: "Just now, I got the news that Mu Zelie's favorite loser son Mu Jiang was returned, and the woman who had been making money for our Mutan tribe also came back. ”

"That's right, father. The guards at the city gate saw with their own eyes that the father and son also had a cheesy hug, as if Mu Zelie didn't know that he was cuckolded by his own son. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he actually laughed. It seems that Mu Zelie is really stupid in terms of his private life, and this matter has long been a laughing stock in the clan, but no one dares to bring it up to him face to face.

Dahan taught his son and said, "Mu Hai, don't laugh all day long and laugh at other people's family affairs." Calm down, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change. With this bit of self-cultivation and bearing, how dare I entrust you with such a heavy responsibility when I take away the power of Mu Zelie in the future?"

I have long heard that the Mutan tribe is very dissatisfied with Mu Zelie's behavior of engaging in a word, and it turns out that this group of people has begun to plot to usurp power. In fact, it's no wonder that they plan to make trouble, normally in a big family of this size, which one does not set up an elder council to discuss important matters within the clan together, although this Mu Zelie is very capable of doing things, but this kind of arbitrariness and arguing behavior has also aroused the dissatisfaction of the clansmen, and it is not surprising that there is a heart of rebellion.

"I think now is the best time for us to deal with Mu Zelie. Behind the big man, a neatly dressed young student with a delicate face stood up. This little student has red lips and white teeth, and his appearance is handsome, if he is put in the crowd, the return rate must be extremely high. In this place where the Western Regions is generally not good-looking, it is a bit of a standout.

"Oh, Yunxian, what do you think? Say it, let's all listen to it together. The big man sitting in the middle was obviously very satisfied with this Yun Xian's ability, and it was estimated that Yun Xian was also the military advisor of this group. In the Sun Never Sets Alliance, and even in the entire Western Regions, it is a very common behavior to invite military advisors and staff to give advice. A group of vulgar people in the Western Regions, without inviting a resourceful military advisor, the leaders can not always be exhaustive, and it is difficult to think about everything carefully when they fight here for many years, and some forces, military advisors are even as many as dozens.

However, it is also a double-edged sword to invite military divisions, whether their abilities are strong or whether the suggestions they put forward are correct, but many battles can only be won by capturing the enemy's military divisions and obtaining vital information.

"I think that Mu Zelie is already on the cusp of the storm, and his private life is even more criticized, and he is also very protective of his calves. This turmoil of Young Master Mu Jiang, coupled with Mu Jiang's smearing of Mu Zelie, if all of them are exposed, it will definitely make Mu Zelie's reputation fall to a low point in the clan. Wouldn't it be easy for us to take advantage of his lack of power and encompass some clan relatives who are close to him?" The advice made by this Yun Xian military master, whose appearance did not match his strategy at all, was extremely insidious, and if someone really treated him as a vase, it is estimated that he would not even know how he died.

Not far away, Mu Zelie, who was angry, would never have dreamed that his family would usurp power. Although he is very traditional, he does not let others touch the family agenda at all, but he does not lack the etiquette and procedures that his relatives and clans should have, and Mu Zelie, who is very simple in this regard, knows that respect cannot satisfy the group of clansmen who have been suppressed for a long time in his family.

After slapping Mu Jiang, Mu Zelie regained the initiative in his own hands, he must spare no effort to recapture Zhong Yanji, even if he promises more, it will be easy to do anything when he gets into his own hands, I am afraid that Ma Xiaoyue will not agree.

"I want to talk to her alone, okay?" Ma Xiao, who had been clenching his fists and not speaking, jumped up and gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence. Ma Xiaoyue's plan is also very simple, immediately find an opportunity to have a complete showdown with Zhong Yanji, and it will be much easier to destroy the Mutan tribe if there is a foil from the inside. The matter of exterminating the Mutan tribe is undoubtedly a protracted battle, and it is only about twenty days before the God of Food Talent Banquet sent by the Blood Gold Dragon Lord to him, and both ends have to be taken into account, and the burden on Ma Xiaoyue's shoulders is also very heavy.

"Perhaps, if I die in the Mutan tribe, then I don't need to go to any banquet for the God of Food. Thinking self-deprecatingly, Ma Xiaoyue pulled Zhong Yanji out of the hall.

The garden-like palace of the Mutan tribe is huge, and the two of them went to a quiet corner and looked at each other hand in hand, as if they were experiencing the most tragic separation in the world.

"Don't resist Mu Zelie for me, there is no hope. Zhong Yanji's eyes were red, since she arrived here, her emotions have been very unstable, and it was not easy for her to hold back her tears in front of everyone just now.

"Yan Ji, there is no need to say much about our relationship, this time I have decided to let you return to the Mutan tribe for the time being. Trust me, in less than a month, you will be free. As for the failure of the plan, it is not what Ma Xiaoyue should say in this case, but he is confident that if he dies in battle, Zhong Yanji will also be heartbroken.

"Is that true?"

Ma Xiaoyue pinched Zhong Yanji's face and wiped her tears, "When did I lie to you?" Let me tell you, my real purpose this time is to get rid of this Mutan tribe and avenge you!"

The two looked at each other affectionately again, the despair in their eyes slowly disappeared, and the rekindled flame of hope illuminated this pair of affectionate lovers.

Seeing that the two of them would come back soon, Mu Zelie also breathed a sigh of relief, and he thought that he had made the right bet: "How are you thinking about it?"

"Just do what the predecessors said, I just hope that the Mutan tribe can treat her better, and stop letting her do those lowly things. If he plays a liar, Ma Xiaoyue doesn't need makeup, he is obviously reluctant in his heart, but he pretends to be happy and convinced, and he can't even stand the depression, so he secretly transmits the sound to Ma Xiaoyue.

"Are you crazy? Really return Zhong Yanji to these unconscionable guys? Ma Xiaoyue, I really misjudged you!"

Without much explanation, Ma Xiaoyue looked at Zhi Yu and showed a meaningful evil smile. There are also a lot of idle people in the hall, none of them are stupid, they all see that Zhong Yanji and Ma Xiaojian are a couple, after being deceived by Ma Xiaojiu's "sincerity", they all look down on this young man who is "afraid of power", and they discuss it with nonsense, and some people still point fingers at Ma Xiaojiao, which is very impolite.

Ma Xiaoyue stood in the main hall, facing the flood of accusations, and said lightly: "Shut up." This sentence is neither humble nor arrogant, and it also contains a lot of comprehension of this voice, and it seems that in the future, if there is a chance, you must study a "battle cry" type of exercises.

Today's "shut up" also contains some rules of heaven and earth. After a shout, those who were angrily scolding and accusing in the originally noisy hall immediately found themselves speechless. Among these clansmen, there are even many Xuanzong-level powerhouses, they are good at flattery, and they also know how to speak, but they can't make a sound when they open their mouths, as if a god has given them a forbidden order.

And this god is the horse Xiaoyue they look down on.

"Okay, young man, I can afford to put it down, I Mu Zelie admire it!" Mu Zelie, who was obviously deceived by Ma Xiaoyue's "sincerity", stood up and applauded, and threw a look at Ma Xiaoyue with approval.

"People who look down on me and Zhong Yanji today, when we destroy your Mutan tribe, don't cry too sadly. ”