There were lights on at the gathering place. They were a bit far apart and the field of view was relatively dim. However, it was not just black shadows like on the mountains, but people could be vaguely seen clearly.

That person is Qin Xue.

She stood ten meters away, tall and imposing, with a cold temperament. She stood sideways, tilted her head and looked this way, revealing half of her beautiful profile, a typical oval face, and her facial features were very delicate, but

His eyes and brows were tinged with coolness, and wherever his eyes touched, there was a chill.

We trained together for a week, and Mo Shangjun also met her several times. She is nice and talkative, and rarely communicates with others. She is known as the "Iceberg Beauty".

It is completely opposite to Qin Lian's public temperament.

The two people's eyes met, Mo Shangyun looked lazily, and the coldness in Qin Xue's eyes did not diminish.

In less than two seconds, Qin Xue automatically looked away, and then left alone.

Mo Shangjun shrugged inexplicably.

It didn't feel like a demonstration or a warning, but rather like he was sizing her up, scanning her inside and out, not knowing what the specific meaning was.

Ignoring her, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and strode towards tent No. 7.

When he was about to arrive at Tent No. 7, he saw Mu Cheng who was humming a tune and checking the night. Mo Shangjun's eyebrows moved slightly and he suddenly called him, "Instructor Mu."

"Ah?" Mu Cheng heard the sound, paused, turned his head and glanced. After seeing Mo Shangjun, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he greeted her with a depressed mood, "It's you."

Squinting his eyes and smiling softly, Mo Shangyun looked at him and said jokingly: "Instructor Pastoral Instructor is in a good mood."

hehe.

Mu Cheng laughed in his heart.

I was in a good mood at first, but as soon as I saw her, I just felt depressed.

It was as if I had fought with her personally to relieve the hatred in my heart.

"It's okay." Mu Cheng said with a smile.

Compared with the news of Yan Tianxing's safe return, Mo Shangyun's trouble was nothing.

As long as Mo Shangjun was not seen or mentioned, Mu Cheng was always in a good mood.

"Oh," Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, then looked at him with a smile and warned, "Don't be too excited, or you won't be able to sleep."

"..." Mucheng grinded his teeth and smiled, "Thank you."

"Need not."

Mo Shangyun accepted his thanks calmly.

"..."

Mu Cheng continued to grind his teeth.

Mo Shangjun looked at him kindly, said "goodbye" again, and then walked slowly to tent No. 7.

Mu Cheng stared at her leaving back in confusion.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I suddenly feel like——

Mo Shangjun seems to know about Master Yan?

Didn't you just come here to make a joke?
Chapter completed!