Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Mingxu was also a little confused by this development, but it was just because of what Zhao Xuan said to him before.

Xuanxuan said that he told her that the sect did not agree with the two of them being together and refused to admit it, so they wanted to break them up.

For this reason, he subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Xuan, as if he would protect her to the death.

Zhao Xuan, "..." Well, this development has far exceeded his expectation. Now he just hopes that Mingxu will not be so angry that he draws his sword when he wakes up.

"Junior Sister Zhao, how come you are still with Uncle Junior?" Yan Changqing's words were actually a tactful reminder to Mingxu, Uncle Junior, shouldn't you take Junior Sister Zhao back to the sect immediately?

Ming Xu received what he meant, but he understood it into another meaning.

Their sect still wanted to let the two of them go back and separate them.

Moreover, Yan Changqing and the other eight obviously did not know that Zhao Xuan had given him the identity of a wife, let alone that Mingxu had lost his memory.

Mingxu is usually slow-tempered and doesn't talk much. They are not familiar with Mingxu, so they really can't see any difference between him and usual?

As a result, the surprised expressions of the eight Yan Changqing people and Yan Changqing's words fell on Mingxu's ears, which confirmed that Zhao Xuan was Mingxu's apprentice...

As for the sentence about still being together with Mingxu, Mingxu also understood that the two of them were indeed husband and wife.

"Senior brother, this is an interesting question. Mingxu is my master. Isn't it normal for me to follow him?" Zhao Xuan secretly changed the concept.

Well, the master is true. As for his wife and so on, Mingxu will naturally not ask them.

Yan Changqing choked, "..."

The key is that my uncle said you are possessed by a demon!

This is very abnormal!

He carefully looked at Zhao Xuan's eyebrows and eyes and found nothing wrong.

The only thing that made him feel abnormal and weird was the way Junior Sister Zhao hugged Senior Uncle...

"Zhao Xuan! How can you be so embarrassed to still be with your uncle! You have already been kicked out of the sect!" A woman was so angry that Zhao Xuan hugged Mingxu that she could not care less about her pain and said through gritted teeth.

Zhao Xuan, "..."

"Uncle Master, you told Master before that you would personally capture Zhao Xuan, and you also said that she was possessed by a demon... How could you do that now?"

Mingxu looked sideways at Zhao Xuan in surprise. This was somewhat different from what she said.

Zhao Xuan deliberately spoke in front of them, approached Mingxu's ear, and whispered, "Husband, is this what you told your disciple before?"

There was a hint of resentment and grievance in his tone. Those who didn't know it thought it was because Mingxu was so bad that he suffered so much.

But in fact, such a low voice is completely useless, and Zhao Xuan also knows that it is useless, because monks have keen senses, and they can hear no matter how low the voice is.

As for Zhao Xuan, he was very proud of what he said. What he wanted was that they all heard it.

The eight people felt like they were struck by thunder. What did they hear? Husband...husband?

"Master, uncle and master, have you become a Taoist couple?" The third senior brother stuttered, struggling to speak.

"Aren't you asking nonsense? We have become this a long time ago, and your uncle didn't tell you?" Zhao Xuan had long pinned Mingxu to the word "scumbag".

As for amnesia, all the past comes from what Zhao Xuan told Mingxu...

He thinks that he is often already at his worst, and when he can't get any worse...

Reality and women can always break his lower limit for himself and make him feel that he is not worthy of being a human being.

The information on both sides of the story didn't match up at all, and it made him seem like a two-faced scumbag who was hypocritical and never told the truth.

The eight people shook their heads in unison, and then looked at Mingxu in unison, with a bit of disbelief in their eyes.

As for Mingxu, his ears were red under the gazes of the eight of them, but the expression on his face became increasingly cold.

After Yan Changqing fell silent, he suggested softly, "Uncle...you and Junior Sister Zhao...should you inform the master and elders of the sect first?"

Although those elders and sect masters are all junior uncle's senior fellow apprentices, they are all peers, but those who should be informed should still be informed, right?

Mingxu lowered his head and glanced at Zhao Xuan, who was silent next to him. "No need, this matter is my personal matter and there is no need to inform anyone."

Anyway, he doesn't remember anyone, so it's good to keep them in such a peaceful state without disturbing each other.

The eight junior disciples faced the master-disciple relationship between Mingxu and Zhao Xuan. Naturally, it was hard to accept it for a while, so much so that they all forgot that there were some obvious mistakes in this matter.

Mainly because I was so shocked that I forgot to think, and there was only one thought in my mind——

Junior Junior Uncle and...Junior Sister Zhao?

This combination was something they had never thought of before, a magical combination.

Zhao Xuan took Mingxu's hand and walked toward the bamboo house as if no one was watching. Since these people were temporarily fooled by him, the next step was to find the fairy grass.

Everything else can be postponed for later.

Mingxu was always a little unaccustomed to such intimate gestures from Zhao Xuan. He was extremely beautiful, and there was a small tear mole under the corner of his eye, which was vivid and beautiful. It came out stunningly beautiful.

This ten-mile peach forest has become a foil.

Zhao Xuan pulled people up the steps of the bamboo house. There was a little noise on the steps, a creaking sound, which was quite pleasant.

Opening the door, the furnishings inside are simple but elegant. On the left hand side is a screen about two meters high, and behind the screen is a bed.

On the right is a table with tea-making furnishings. Next to it is a wardrobe. The wardrobe is painted with an outstanding painting, which is the stretching scene of the Beiming Mountains they saw.

The other eight people from the Shushan Sword Sect naturally followed them. Although they didn't know what Mingxu and Zhao Xuan were looking for, they still looked around obediently and obediently.

There are two rooms. Push the door from the right side and enter a small corridor. Past the corridor is the kitchen.

As for the small pond next to the promenade, the pond is not planted with lotus, but with strange-looking flowers.

Zhao Xuangang was about to take action, but this time Mingxu was ahead of him and flew out to pick the flowers back.

"Here you go." Mingxu subconsciously gave the flower to Zhao Xuan. He had a simple idea and Zhao Xuan wanted him to do it for him.

Naturally, I want to give it to Zhao Xuan when I come back, but I don’t know how easy this picture is to make people think about it...

The other eight people witnessed a scene of picking flowers and giving them to beauties, and suddenly they wanted to disappear. "..." This scene was too dog-killing.

Facing Mingxu, who was straightforward and inexplicably cute, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but quirked his eyebrows and smiled.

"Brother, I asked you to pick it. I didn't ask you to give it to me. It was originally picked for you."

Because of Zhao Xuan's words, Mingxu immediately realized how...ambiguous his actions just now were.

The jade-like gentleman blushed with disappointment and replied slowly, "...Oh."

The eight of them took a mouthful of dog food again, "..." Please just be human!