Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Having shaken off Guan Yu's harassment, Mu Ningxue walked alone on the road, her expression remaining unchanged.

In fact, as long as a woman stays by Mo Xie's side and experiences his warmth and love, she probably won't develop feelings for other men, since Mo Xie is just too perfect.

This is why, even though she knew that Mo Xie was surrounded by beautiful women, Mu Ningxue was able to accept it, because it was something that was bound to happen.

Moreover, in terms of both appearance and background, Guan Yu is simply no match for Mo Xie.

In her entire life, Mu Ningxue will only love Mo Xie!

Hello, Ning Xue!

Just as Mu Ningxue was lost in her own world, a sweet, delicate cry suddenly rang out, and the next second, a soft mass enveloped her arm, as if she were being wrapped in a huge sponge, incredibly elastic!
"Ning Xue, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here. We really are sisters!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ningxue turned her head with a hint of helplessness. The first thing she saw was the open collar of her dress, stretched wide by the large fruit, followed by a lovely oval face with a sweet smile on her lips.

The white uniform she wore accentuated her curvaceous and sexy figure, especially her two large, firm, and full breasts that were particularly eye-catching!

Two pairs of long, slender legs were encased in white suspender stockings. The patterned lace trim and the suspenders clung tightly to her firm thighs, creating a sculpted look. The absolute territory between her legs and the short skirt became a beautiful sight!
Despite having an innocent and pure face, her figure and attire exude a charming and alluring allure, radiating a pure yet seductive style.

Even in the cold weather, Nan Rongni was dressed in a cool and alluring style, which made people feel affection for her and want to embrace her in a warm embrace.

"I think it's you who's looking for me."

Mu Ningxue was well aware of her best friend's little schemes. Since learning about Nan Rongni and Mo Xie's relationship that day, she was initially quite angry, but gradually let go and eventually accepted it.

Although she had known Mo Xie since childhood, she was one of the women who came later and had no right to judge others.

"Hehe, Ning Xue really understands me. She truly is my best friend!"

Nan Rongni said in a coquettish tone and tried to rub her cheek against Mu Ningxue, but Mu Ningxue turned her head away to avoid it.

"Stop fooling around, just tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Hmm... Ning Xue, Brother Mo Xie hasn't been chatting with me lately. I was wondering if you have any news from here."

Nan Rongni felt extremely helpless. Her brother Mo Xie had clearly done something earth-shattering, but now he seemed to have disappeared, not even replying to her messages. She hadn't made him angry at all.

Upon hearing these words, Mu Ningxue was slightly taken aback, a barely perceptible joy appearing in her beautiful eyes. She calmly put her phone into her pocket, maintaining a cool and aloof expression on her pretty face.

"Mo Xie hasn't contacted me recently, he's probably busy, so it's best if we don't bother him for now."

Seeing Mu Ningxue shake her head, Nan Rongni narrowed her eyes, stared at the other's eyes for a while, and then looked away, chatting as usual about what best friends talk about, but the topic kept revolving around Mo Xie.

After the two separated, Mu Ningxue finally dropped her cold expression and a smile appeared on her lips.

I'm sorry, but the person who has maintained contact with Mo Xie is me, not you...

Back at his home in the capital, Mu Zhuoyun was directing everyone in the main hall. Many servants were carrying things and furniture, and the whole courtyard suddenly became busy.

"Yes, move this wardrobe up, but don't dump the clothes out."

"Um... those porcelain pieces are quite valuable, let's take them with us, it's a waste to leave them here."

"You lot, be careful with your hands! You almost scared me to death! This thing is very expensive!"

"Thank you all for your hard work today. I'll give you red envelopes after this is all over!"

Seeing that the move was gradually getting on track, Mu Zhuoyun nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, he suddenly caught sight of Mu Ningxue walking in from the gate of the courtyard, and a smile instantly appeared on his face. He quickly walked forward.

"Ning Xue, you're back. Um... has everything been settled with Mo Xie?"

Hearing this, and seeing her father's nervous and apprehensive expression, Mu Ningxue felt a little helpless and nodded.

"Yes, Mo Xie has already told me that the Evil Heaven Pavilion has made all the arrangements."

At Mo Xie's suggestion, the Mu family branch in Bocheng had already separated from the Mu family in the capital. Of course, Mu Baizhou's behind-the-scenes manipulation was indispensable in this process, which allowed Mu Zhuoyun's family to break away.

As for why the Mu family agreed... on the one hand, most people within the family were willing to support the direct descendants, and with Mu Baizhou's encouragement, they chose Mu Tingying. On the other hand, the Zu family had previously said they would protect her, so the Mu family felt it was better to put her aside for now. In any case, Mu Ningxue was just a vessel in their eyes, and it wouldn't be too late to take back the Ice Crystal Bow later. "Uncle, we are ready."

At this moment, a young man wearing glasses walked over; he was Mu Ningxue's cousin, Mu Linsheng.

"Alright, Linsheng, this time you're not living under someone else's roof after leaving us, which is why we called you back. We hope you can use your talents to contribute to the Evil Heaven Pavilion."

Mu Zhuoyun patted Mu Linsheng on the shoulder, his words full of confidence in his nephew.

"clear."

Mu Linsheng nodded solemnly. He understood that this opportunity was hard-won and he wanted to make a name for himself.

Upon seeing the scene before her, a rare tenderness appeared in Mu Ningxue's beautiful eyes, and the image of Mo Xie appeared in her mind.

Xiao Xie, thank you...

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Greece, Parthenon, Mount Meru.

Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, dappling the towering peaks and illuminating the Greek temple.

Inside the hall, a pure white marble statue stands quietly; it is Athena, the first goddess of the Parthenon, as legend has it!

The goddess wears a golden crown, and her long hair cascades down her shoulders like a waterfall. The exquisite carving makes every strand of hair lifelike.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, dignified and elegant, with exquisite features and deep, captivating eyes that seemed to tell endless stories.

She wore a magnificent robe, the folds of which shimmered with a faint sheen, like woven feathers, light and mysterious.

The gemstones inlaid on the robe sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight, like twinkling stars!
In this solemn and majestic temple, besides the goddess's silence, there is the whisper of the wind and the footsteps of time.

Occasionally, a slight noise comes from the high vaulted ceiling, as if the ancient gods are whispering.

The goddess seemed to hear these voices, and a serene and mysterious smile appeared on her lips.

On the throne in the temple, a European woman sat gracefully, holding paper and pen in her delicate hands, as if she were writing something.

She possesses the noble temperament of a goddess from Greek mythology, and her graceful figure is like that of a peerless fairy who stepped out of an ancient mural.

Her slender eyebrows curved gently like a crescent moon, and her deep eyes, like stars, shimmered with a bright and mysterious light.

Her pupils were jet black, like a bottomless lake, both clear and full of charm. Her long eyelashes were like gently fluttering wings, and every blink could stir ripples in people's hearts.

Her face is a masterpiece that sculptors dream of, with distinct yet soft lines, a straight nose like the colonnade of an ancient Greek temple, and lips like a newly blooming rose with a faint coral hue, exuding both gentleness and majesty.

Her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, gleaming in the sunlight, each strand seemingly telling a thousand-year-old legend.

A long blue dress accentuated her graceful figure, the hem swaying gently in the wind like the waves of the Aegean Sea, softly encircling her body. Exquisite gold patterns were embroidered on the hem, symbolizing her extraordinary status.

As a gentle breeze swept by, her long dress and flowing hair fluttered in the wind, making her appear like a goddess about to ride the wind away, elegant and unapproachable.

The olive trees outside the temple swayed in the wind, their leaves shimmering with a coppery green light in the sunlight. Occasionally, a few small birds would fly by, their calls echoing in the empty temple, adding a touch of life to the tranquil space.

The woman on the throne, however, seemed to be isolated from the world, breathing only with the ancient temple, immersed in her own world.

After a long while, she put down her pen, nodded in satisfaction, folded the paper, and stuffed it into the envelope.

It's really strange that the blonde woman, who is clearly European, can write fluent Chinese.

Then she took out another photo, which was clearly of the woman herself, but she was holding a small baby in her arms.

The woman gazed tenderly at the photo for a moment, a slight smile curving her lips, before slipping the photo into the envelope.

Little Xie, I wonder when we'll meet again... (End of Chapter)