As for what Ye Qinghuan said when Mu Qinghao returned to Mujiabao, Murong Jiu knew it.

Combined with Ye Qinghuan's statement that Dugu Mo was in the Mingling Pavilion and met the Lanling son, Murong Jiu had the same idea as Ye Qinghuan.

Compared with Ye Qinghuan's eagerness to try, Murong Jiu's eyes were full of worry.

"Huanhuan, you've got his attention." Murong Jiu lightly stretched out his slender jade fingers, rubbing Ye Qinghuan's fair and delicate cheeks, and let out a slight sigh escaped from his thin lips.

If the owner of Yan Fu really appeared in the Mingling Pavilion, then there was only one explanation - he came for Ye Qinghuan!

Not admiration, not love, but - conquest!

The owner of Yan Fu planted a heel on Ye Qinghuan, and the plan made a mistake for the first time, and Ye Qinghuan said in public that he was a rat with a hidden head and tail, if he was really provoked by Ye Qinghuan's agitation method...... Then, what awaits the night will be a series of challenges of conquest.

As soon as he thought of this, Murong Jiu had no way to go into retreat with peace of mind.

Even if he relieved Ye Qinghuan of Liqi Chun, he didn't worry about going into retreat, if the master of Yan Fu really appeared.

"Uncle Nine, we have come side by side all the way, and we all know very well how powerful the master of Yan Fu is." Ye Qinghuan covered the back of Murong Jiu's hand with his hand and said softly: "Even if I don't lure him out, he is still a big trouble for us." ”

She thought that her ninth uncle should understand that the appearance of the master of Yan Fu was a good thing for him, her, her father, and everyone around her.

At least she had a chance to fight back, instead of sitting back and waiting for the Yan Fu master's plan to come out again and again.

"I'm not going to retreat, okay?" Murong Jiu's tone was heavy, he held Ye Qinghuan's hand, his ten fingers were clenched, and he was entangled, "Let's think of another way, we will definitely be able to restore my body." ”

Ye Qinghuan smiled faintly, looked at Murong Jiu with bright eyes, and hooked his lips: "Will Uncle Nine also make a little temperament?" ”

Xi Lou Yue was already a top doctor, if even Xi Lou Yue said that he had problems with his internal strength and needed to retreat and cultivate, then no one could use other methods to treat his physical problems.

So, he had to go into retreat.

Murong Jiu fell silent, his thick black eyebrows furrowed tightly.

The noble Nine Emperor Uncles had never been so angry with herself, and he couldn't be by her side at such a dangerous moment, and even dragged her down because of his own problems.

Ye Qinghuan freed up a free hand, stroked Murong Jiu's thin lips with soft fingers, and smiled softly: "Uncle Nine, I know that you are very worried about me, and you don't want to leave me alone to retreat and cultivate, but, Uncle Nine's cultivation of the Nine Star Ghost Spectrum is to better protect me in the future!" We can't live up to our father's heart, can we? ”

Murong Jiu naturally knew that Huangfu Yunhua was willing to teach him the nine-star ghost spectrum, that is, he regarded him as his own family, if he couldn't practice the nine-star ghost spectrum, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Huangfu Yunhua.

In fact, this retreat is imperative, and Murong Jiu knows it very well in his heart.

Just the thought that he had to leave the little girl's side at such a time, and the person who protected the little girl was not him, his chest was extremely painful, as if he was pressing against a heavy mountain, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Uncle Jiu, I promise that after you get out of the customs, I will stand in front of you in a dignified manner, okay?" Ye Qinghuan stroked Murong Jiu's handsome face, smiled and raised his hand to swear.