Chapter 611: Mujiazi PK Mujiazi

Ammo City, a small town on the border of Xizhou in the Middle Ages.
Although the city is small, it is very important.
Because there is a teleportation array here, it is an important transportation hub, so the city is very lively and prosperous.
In Ammo City, there are only two families with equal competitiveness, namely the Yan family and the Su family. The Yan family has a son, and the Su family has a daughter, and it is not too much to let the two families get married, and the two families reach an agreement to jointly manage Ammo City and share the benefits.
In the past few days, the city of Ammo is full of lights and festoons. Both the Yan family and the Su family opened their warehousing to distribute grain and started charity. For nothing else, it's just because the young master and the young lady of their family will make a marriage appointment in five days' time.
Once things are done, the Yan family and the Su family will join forces in an upright and fair manner. From then on, Ammo City will become a copper wall and iron wall, and it will be difficult for other forces to step in.
In an inn, a young man with picturesque brows opened the window with a slightly exaggerated smile on his mouth, watching the excitement on the street, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Uncle, this is supported by children’s relatives. Relationship, there are so many people touting it." Although he was full of disdain in his words, there was a deep jealousy hidden deep in his somewhat charming eyes.
"Luo Feng, there are many people in the world who get married by profit." The middle-aged man standing behind him was calm and introverted, with a faint expression.
Looking at Muluofeng's eyes, there was expectation and a touch of disappointment.
Muluofeng curled his lips and turned to face Mu Chen, "Uncle Clan, our Mu family was very good a long time ago, right?"
"Yes." Mu Chen replied.
A touch of arrogance appeared in Muluofeng's eyes, his eyes turned to the window again, and he secretly said in his heart: ‘I don’t know if this Miss Su family is beautiful, if she is beautiful, it’s worth marrying. If it's an ugly monster, wouldn't it be disgusting to really marry into the house? ’
Ending the conjecture in his heart, Muluofeng turned his eyes to look at Mu Chen, showing an expression of dissatisfaction, "Uncle Clan, those people in the Wandering Soul Desert are just the former slaves of our Mu family, and now they are still putting on airs. , Let a servant choose the master, what's the matter? Also, am I not the young master of the Mu family? When will another young master jump out of the remote place in Linchuanjie?"
Mu Chen finally raised his eyes and looked at the handsome young man standing in front of him.
Under the bright appearance, it was too frivolous and could not hide arrogance. Remember, when they first found him, he was just a child in a rundown family.
Being timid, cowardly, and slick are Muchen's first impression of Muluofeng.
However, when he knew the secret of his identity, he seemed to be a different person, becoming proud and uncomfortable...
Muchen once asked himself, is this choice right?
Is this young man in front of him really the hope of the Mu clan?
"Luo Feng, you must know that you are not the only heir to the Mu clan. Everything is arranged by the ancestors of the Mu clan. This is a cruel test. If you don't pass, you will be eliminated at any time. The opponents of the Sichuan Realm take it seriously, but don't forget that in the Middle Ancient Realm, there is still a Mu family, and there is also a candidate there." Mu Chen solemnly said.
"I know, Mu Feng, right? You've all told me about him several times before." Muluofeng pulled out his ears impatiently, and muttered, "Is he that good?"
This sentence floated into Muchen's ears.
His eyes sank, and the back of a determined young man appeared in his mind. "Perhaps, his talent is not as good as yours, but that kind of perseverance is something I have never seen before."
Yes! talent!
Everything is just talent.
The Mu family of the Middle Ages kept a low profile and kept a low profile. Mu Feng is the young master of the Mu family of this generation, but only has this talent that is slightly higher than that of ordinary people. To become the lord of the Mu clan and lead the Mu clan back to his homeland, this kind of talent is far from enough.
It was for this reason that he took a group of people and left the Mu family, and found a collateral that separated from the Mu family hundreds of years ago, and found Muluo Feng.
Before Muluofeng was found, he was just a child of an ordinary family. Even their ancestors have forgotten the existence of the family, and they don't know what the word Mu means.
His parents had already forgotten the mission of the Mu family and did not practice. Of course, to their delight, although they had never practiced, Muluofeng's talent was much better than Mu Feng.
Starting late, high talent.
As long as Muluo Feng studied hard and practiced hard, coupled with their assistance, it was not difficult to surpass Mu Feng.
What's more, they grabbed the clue and found the bereaved family in the Wandering Soul Desert. As long as they can get the divine strategy, Muluo Feng's cultivation level can definitely be a thousand miles away.
When Mu Luofeng surpassed Mu Feng, it would prove that their choice was right!
This is the obsession in all of them.
However, Muluo Feng...
"Uncle Clan, what is Mu Feng's cultivation base now? And what is the cultivation base of the Linchuan kid who is vying with me? Am I good? The most important thing is, is that servant in the Wandering Soul Desert beautiful? "Muluofeng said, his eyes brightened.
Fine clothes, jade food, wine and beauty are the life he yearns for.
Being respected and feared by thousands of people is what he thinks.
However, after being found by Mu Chen and others, although he no longer suffers from starvation and poverty, he is disciplined very strictly. He practiced and practiced every day.
Don't talk about women, he hasn't even touched a woman's hand.
This is a rare opportunity, they will take the initiative to give themselves a woman, if it is an ugly girl, wouldn't it be a big disappointment?
Muluofeng looked at Mu Chen expectantly, waiting for his answer.
Muchen's eyes sank, and he shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter whether she is beautiful or not. She is just a servant of the young master, with clues to the middle volume of the divine strategy."
He used ‘Young Master’ instead of ‘You’ here, and he had secretly reminded Muluofeng to be more vigilant. However, Muluofeng obviously didn't pay attention at all.
Muchen's answer disappointed him. He couldn't bear the itch in his heart. He said, "Uncle Clan, why don't we go and have a look. Hasn't she already arrived in Ammo City?"
"No." Mu Chen refused without thinking. "We have negotiated with there, and we must wait for the young master they selected to arrive before we can meet together."
Muluofeng frowned displeased, "Why wait for a hillbilly from Linchuan? Who knows if he has the life to come here?"
"He can walk from the Linchuan realm to the Medieval realm, which has proven his extraordinary." Mu Chen deliberately stimulated Muluo Feng, hoping that he would have a sense of urgency and actively cultivate from then on.
In fact, in his heart, he was very dissatisfied with Mu Qingge. Because in his opinion, with the Mu family's blood, if he can't leave Linchuan, it's not worth a look at him.
Even if Mu Qingge entered the Middle Ages now, he still wouldn't attract Mu Chen's attention.
Everyone knows that the starting point of Linchuan Realm is the Red Realm and the apex is the Purple Realm. And in the Middle Ages? The purple realm is just the beginning. Everyone is born with the purple realm cultivation base.
This difference is determined a priori and cannot be changed at all.
The news that came from there, the heir of the Mu family from Linchuan seemed to have only entered the Middle Ancient Realm for less than a year... Even if he was talented, at most he had the strength of the third and fourth levels of the Gray Realm.
And what about Muluofeng?
Mu Chen's eyes floated to Muluofeng's body, and there was finally a touch of relief in his eyes. Muluofeng had only practiced for five years, but he had reached the fifth level of the gray realm. Such talent is enough to make him proud.
It's just the low-key of the Mu clan that didn't let him stay on the young phoenix list.
Thinking of Namu Feng, he began to cultivate at the age of four, and when they left, he also cultivated to the third level of the gray realm. Five years later, it might not be as good as Muluofeng.
"Uncle Clan, you can't raise his morale and destroy your own prestige!" Mu Luofeng couldn't hear the excitement in Muchen's words, but was dissatisfied with his praise of Mu Qingge.
Muchen glanced at him and stopped talking.
"Uncle Clan, let's go take a look, or take a sneak peek." Muluofeng said curiously.
Muchen slowly shook his head.
"Ahem, all right." Muluofeng gave up suddenly. He coughed twice and moved towards the door, "Uncle Clan, it's so lively outside, I'll check it out and I'll be back soon."
After speaking, the door was opened, and Muluofeng ran out in no time.
"Young Master, wait for me." A waiter's voice followed.
Muchen looked down and shook his head, and shouted in a deep voice: "Follow up and protect the young master."
"Yes, elder." A voice came.
After the room was quiet again, Mu Chen couldn't help sighing again.
...
On the streets of Ammo City, there was a flow of people.
"Young Master, where are we going?" Muluofeng's waiter squeezed to his side, bowed, looking up at the master who was walking on the road with his chin up, with an arrogant expression on his face.
"Naturally go and see what this young master's servant looks like. If it's too ugly, I'd rather not, and give her to the hillbilly from Linchuan. The ugly girl is a perfect match for the hillbilly!" Muluo The wind said proudly.
He had overheard the servant slaves coming from the Wandering Soul Desert last night, and now they are placed in another inn, except for the people of the Wandering Desert, guarded by people from both sides.
"Young Master, won't you be able to see it tomorrow? Why run over in such a hurry? You are the master." The waiter scratched his head and asked puzzledly.
Tomorrow was the agreed deadline, but Muluofeng couldn't wait.
Perhaps it was the marriage between the Yan family and the Su family, which made his heart itch. It was embarrassing to think that he was twenty-one, but he hadn't even touched a woman's hand!
"I told you to go, just go, where is so much nonsense?" Muluo Feng said impatiently.
The look he looked at the waiter was high.
I have forgotten that before Muchen and the others found him, his situation was no better than the waiters around him.
Muluofeng always remembered in his heart that when Mu Chen and the others found him, his world began to turn upside down. He felt that he was a destined strong man, a true dragon.
Dormant in Yuan, a blockbuster!
All those who oppose him will end miserably!
"Get out, get out of the way!"
"Get out of the way, the Su family's car is coming, and the idlers make way!"
Suddenly, a mighty and domineering shout came from the crowded street. The flow of people in front hurriedly avoided and retreated to both sides of the street.
Muluofeng was unwilling to give way, but when he heard the word "Sujia", his mind moved and retreated to the side of the street with the crowd.
At this time, a spirit beast came slowly. Under the eaves of the carriage, there is still a string of wind chimes, as they move around, they sway with crisp bells, which is breathtaking.
Many people craned their necks and looked around, and murmurs came from all around.
"Look, that's Miss Su's car."
"I heard that Miss Su is the number one beauty in Ammo City, I really want to see how beautiful it is."
"Hey, it doesn't matter whether you are beautiful or not. She is already the wife of the Yan family."
"Cut, isn't this a kiss yet? If she is really a big beauty, I will take her at the risk of being killed!" Someone said half-jokingly.
But after that, someone rushed into the crowd, pulled out the nonsense person, and threw it in front of the beast car.
The spirit beast car stopped, and the guards of the Su family drew out their swords and pressed them against the man's throat.
Muluofeng was standing on the street outside the car window, vaguely saw a beautiful silhouette in the pink tulle car window.
The breeze blew, blowing a corner of the tulle, exposing the true face of the person sitting inside, but for an instant, it blocked the beauty of the beautiful woman.
Of course, just at that glance, Muluofeng felt his heart scream, as if he had been hit hard. Condensing the pink tulle in despair.
"Miss, this person is insulting." The Su family guard said.
"Kill." In the carriage, a female voice faintly floated.
The simple two words are like ice water pouring, awakening the surrounding crowd.
The Su family guard lifted the knife and dropped it, and without giving the man on the ground a chance to excuse, he cut off his head and let the blood spray on the street.
"what--!"
There were also elderly women and children in the crowd. This scene caused many people to exclaim.
"It's cruel." Muluofeng's attendant whispered, turning aside his eyes, not daring to look at the dead on the ground.
However, Muluofeng didn't pay attention to this scene at all, just murmured: "The sound is really nice."
The Su family's spirit beast car gradually disappeared from the sight of the crowd.
Muluofeng, who had recovered his senses, was a little dull, and his heart was faint, as if his soul had also left with the Su Family's spirit beast car. The curiosity about the appearance of the servants before was also diluted and lost interest.
"Young Master, Young Master?" After a long time, the voice of the waiter became clear in his ears.
Muluofeng turned his eyes to look at him.
The waiter was startled by the look in his eyes, and asked timidly: "Shall we go to see the waiter?"
Muluofeng shook his head and sighed: "I really envy the Yan family boy when I see Miss Su today." Suddenly, he said, "You said that the young master of your family, I, if I go to propose marriage to the Su family, I will how about it?"
The attendant was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Young Master, this can't be done! This Su family is a big family in Ammo City, it is very powerful, and the Yan family is the same."
Muluofeng's face sank, "You mean I am not worthy to be the son-in-law of the Su family?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that." The waiter stiffened and immediately said: "I mean, this Su family lady, how can you be worthy of the young master?"
These words made Muluofeng's face turn from cloudy to clear, and his eyebrows flew happily. He proudly said: "Then tell me, what kind of woman is worthy of me?"
The waiter felt bitter in his heart and thought quickly. Suddenly thinking of a rumor I had heard before, I immediately said flatly: "I heard people say that the most beautiful woman in Xizhou is Miss Xuewu from the Sang family in Fusha City. Miss Xuewu is not only exceptionally beautiful, she is stunningly beautiful. , And he is still on the Xizhou Young Phoenix List. At the very least, you have to be such a person to be worthy of you, the young master."
"Sang Xuewu?" Muluo's eyes flickered.
What he cares more about is the most beautiful woman in Xizhou, these words. If this Sang Xuewu is really that beautiful, the Su family's young lady looks too petty.
Muluofeng shook his head regretfully, and said to the boy attendant: "You are right, this lady from the Su family is not worthy of me. If there is a chance, let's take a trip to Fusha City, and we will meet the Xizhoudi you said. A beauty."
Seeing that Muluofeng finally gave up his plan to'rob her relatives', the waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he said to Muluo Feng: "Young Master, since we are not going to see the servant, should we go back now?"
"What's in a hurry? It's rare that I don't need to practice, but I have to go around." Muluofeng said vigorously.
Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and hooked his finger at the waiter.
The waiter didn't know why he put his ear over.
Muluofeng said: "In Ammo, is there any place to listen to small songs and enjoy singing and dancing?"
The waiter looked up at him suspiciously, and saw the hidden flame in his eyes, as well as an ambiguous look, and he suddenly realized. But, he said a little nervously: "But, didn't the elders let you go to those places?"
Muluofeng said impatiently: "I am the Young Master, now I order you to take me!"
The waiter shrank his neck and agreed tremblingly. With Muluo Feng, he turned into another street.
...
As night fell, Muluofeng never came back.
Mu Chen looked at the night outside the window, and Ammo City was gradually calming down, and he couldn't help frowning.
Suddenly, the closed door was pushed open, and the waiter walked in with the drunk Muluofeng.
Seeing Mu Chen inside, the waiter was so scared that he almost threw Muluofeng to the ground.
Mu Chen stood up and walked in front of Muluo Feng. The strong smell of wine and the powdery smell made him uncomfortable. He looked at the two of them in silence, and then said coldly: "Serve the young master to rest, and order twenty sticks by himself."
"Yes...Yes..." the waiter said.
Mu Chen walked out of Muluofeng's room. In the corridor outside, the person he sent to protect Muluofeng in secret was standing at the door.
Mu Chen glanced at him and motioned for him to leave together.
"The young master wanted to see the servant, but finally met Miss Su's car wheel, so he changed his mind, and finally went to Huajie." The people who followed secretly reported Muluo Feng's whereabouts.
Muchen frowned, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.
After walking away, he said: "The young master has grown up, it is time to have a woman by his side to take care of him."
"Servants from the Wandering Soul Desert are the best candidates." That humanitarian.
Muchen nodded in agreement, but said with some worry: "I just don't know if the servant will choose the young master."
"If you don't choose the young master, is it possible that she can still see people from Linchuan?" For Linchuan, people in the Middle Ages always have a sense of superiority in their bones.
Muchen glanced at him without comment.
Just said indifferently, "Everything only depends on tomorrow."
...
In Anmo City, in a small independent courtyard enclosed by the guest house, outside a closed door, stood a young man with bronze skin and strong features.
He stood outside the door, seeming to prevent anyone from entering.
In the small courtyard in front of him, from the start of the day, two people appeared, standing opposite each other, vigilant to each other.
One of them was the dragon general that Mu Qingge had seen.
The other person, named Mu Peng, was appointed by Mu Chen to go to the Wandering Soul Desert.
The person in the closed door is naturally a woman from the wandering desert, another servant.
Half an hour before the appointed hour, Mu Chen came to Si Ke Lai with the sober Muluo Feng and walked into the small courtyard.
The hangover made Muluofeng's head a little groggy, and his face was very ugly.
In addition to the two of them, followed by the dark guard who placed more emphasis on Mu Luofeng yesterday. And Muluofeng's waiter, after being punished, stayed in the inn where they originally lived, with the remaining three guards.
As soon as they came in, Mu Peng immediately bowed his hand to Muluofeng, "Young Master." Then, he adjusted his direction slightly and said to the Mu Chen: "Elder."
At this time, Long Jiang stared at Muluofeng with a pair of eyes and looked carefully.
‘This is the heir chosen by the Mu family in the Middle Ages? Looking at Muluo Feng who was not awakened by the hangover, Long raised a layer of contempt in his eyes.
Recalling the way he saw Mu Qingge for the first time, it was much more imposing than this Muluofeng.
"This is the deceased dragon general from the bitter sea, right?" Mu Chen walked towards the dragon general and greeted him actively.
Long Jiang still despised Muchen and their picky eyes, and Muchen's sudden appearance made him quickly calm his emotions.
He turned his eyes to look at Mu Chen.
Muchen said: "My neighbor Muchen is the elder of the Mu family in the Middle Ages."
The dragon general nodded, and clasped his fists in return: "You can call me the dragon general."
His attitude is neither humble nor overbearing. In his opinion, or in Mu Chen and Mu Peng's opinion, there is no problem. However, Muluofeng raised his head uncomfortably, looked at him arrogantly, and said proudly: "Hey, why don't you bow to me when you saw me? You are just a servant of my Mu family, you dare to ignore me."
"Luo Feng!" Mu Chen turned around and stopped in a deep voice.
Long Jiang's eyes were cold, and he sneered: "It seems that this person is not quite clear about the rules. Our Kuhai survivor recognizes Mu Jiamu Qingge as the young master, and the others are nothing to us. I want it. Our bereaved surrendered, let's wait until this one has defeated other candidates."
"What are you talking about!" Mu Luofeng's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Dragon General with a cruel expression.
Unfortunately, the dragon general sneered and didn't take it seriously.
"Luo Feng shut up." Mu Chen scolded.
His tone was like a reprimand from an elder to a junior. Mu Luofeng gritted his teeth and swallowed the dissatisfaction in his heart, but still stared at Long Jiang fiercely.
"Dragon General, Luo Feng is still young, don't care about him." Mu Chen apologized.
Long Jiang sarcastically smiled and said, "I really don't agree with the eyes of your family."
Mu Chen smiled awkwardly, and Mu Peng's face was hard to see.
They are by Muluofeng's side all day long, and he can see his flaws clearly. If there is a better choice, why would they choose Muluofeng?
To put it plainly, the only thing they liked about Muluo Feng was his talent!
In other words, if the Mu Feng of the Mu family they left had the talent of Muluofeng, they would never come out at all, let alone know that there is such a person as Muluofeng in the world.
Perhaps knowing it will only let him fend for himself.
This little conflict was seen by the youth outside the door. But he didn't react at all, it was like a statue, but his eyes, like a falcon, secretly recorded everything.
‘Will the man in front of you be the master of your sister? Was it the choice of the entire bereaved family in their wandering desert? He secretly said in his heart.
Behind him, inside the closed door, there are also a pair of quiet eyes, looking at everything outside through the translucent paper on the door.
After eating a boring loss with Long Jiang, Muluofeng's mood seemed even worse.
He walked down the steps in front of the door, frowning and said, "Who are you, what are you doing here? The young master has already come, do you want to put on airs?"
The young man in front of the door turned to him coldly, "There is still one person left."
The implication was that the door behind him would not open until Mu Qingge arrived.
Mu Peng walked over, grabbed Muluofeng, and pulled him back. Can't help but ask in a low voice: "Young Master, what's the matter with you today? Be safe and restless."
Before others saw it, they offended the two survivors of the Bitter Sea and the Wandering Soul Desert.
These two forces are extremely powerful for any candidate.
Muluofeng was reprimanded again and again, and his headache was splitting, and his heart was very upset. He pulled out his sleeves forcefully, walked over to a stone table to sit down, and shouted to the dark guard: "Don't pour tea for this young master!"
The dark guard glanced at him and turned around in silence. After a while, he held a pot of hot tea and placed it in front of Muluofeng's table.
Muluofeng picked up the hot tea and took a sip, finally feeling more relieved.
However, he still said dissatisfied: "What time is it, why isn't that hillbilly from Linchuan coming? Are you planning to abstain?"
This time, Mu Chen and Mu Peng did not stop him, but looked at Long Jiang together.
In their hearts, they also hope that Mu Qingge will not arrive on time and will automatically abstain, so that Muluofeng can win without any effort. Otherwise, in his current state, it is really hard to say who wins and who loses.
Long Jiang said in a hurry, "There is still a quarter of an hour before the agreed time. What's the hurry? My young master has always been on time."
A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour is not long, can Linchuan candidates appear on time?
Mu Chen and Mu Peng exchanged glances secretly. They both expected that Mu Qingge would not appear, but also hope that she would appear, so that they could see what kind of talent the Mu candidate in Linchuan was that would make the bereaved of Kuhai So respected.
They did not miss the contempt in Long Jiang's eyes when he saw Muluofeng, nor did they miss the pride in his eyes when he talked about Mu Qingge.
If you were not very satisfied with this candidate, you would not have such an expression.
Everyone waited in silence for a while, and time slowly passed.
When the hour came, the young man standing outside the door looked up at the sky and sun, and said faintly: "The hour is here."
Upon hearing this, the impatient Muluofeng jumped up from the stone bench and rushed to the door. He looked around for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that the soil bun in Linchuan has given up on his own. Open the door!"
Long Jiang frowned, pressed his lips tightly, and looked at the courtyard gate.
There was a trace of disgust in the youth's eyes, but he was helpless.
Just as he was about to open the door behind him, a clear and violent voice came in. "Sorry, something was delayed on the way, it was a bit late."
When everyone looked back, the young man standing outside the door also raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard door. Even the silent eyes in the door behind him looked at the place where the sound was floating.
Long Jiang, who recognized Mu Qingge's voice, was overjoyed and strode to the courtyard gate to greet him.
As soon as he walked over, the eyes of everyone burst into a red. Behind her, two beautiful women with different appearances followed.
However, at this moment, everyone's attention is on the bright red.
Mu Chen and Mu Peng, and even the hidden guards they brought, were shocked when they saw Mu Qingge walk in. That kind of natural aura, that kind of demeanor, truly compared Muluo Feng.
Muluofeng's appearance was already very good, but in front of her, it became vulnerable and pale and boring.
"Young Master!" Long Jiang saluted respectfully.
Mu Qingge received his salute with a tall and straight posture, with a frantic smile in his eyes, lightly sweeping the people in the courtyard.
Her gaze did not stop on Mu Chen and Mu Peng, nor did she look at Mu Luofeng more. Instead, she stayed on the young man outside the door for a while.
"These eyes are good." She said lightly.
No one could understand this sentence, but the young man who was stuck in front of the door shrank slightly. This sentence seemed to make him feel that this one could see through his eyes.
His eyes are indeed different. He can see far away. As long as there is no obstruction, he can even see everything within a hundred miles, and everything is clearly visible.
After Mu Qingge finished speaking, he smiled faintly, turned his eyes to look at the dragon general, and said, "It's been a hard journey."
That kind of tone is entirely the tone of the superior to the inferior.
Mu Chen and Mu Peng were shocked in their hearts.
Is this really someone from Linchuan? He was obviously about the same age as Muluofeng, but he was so calm and majestic, neither humble nor overbearing, without any inferiority or cowardice from Linchuan.
For the bereaved, there is no intention to please, and the status of master and servant is very obvious.
"Serving the young master, it is the subordinate's fortune!" Long Jiang said respectfully. Very proud of it. He secretly said in his heart: ‘Look, this is the difference! How does the one you picked compare with our one? ’
"Uncle Long Jiang." Xiya walked over and said kindly to Long Jiang.
Long Jiang raised his eyes to look at her, showing the elder's smile, "Ya, follow the young master along the way, can you take good care of him? Don't cause trouble for the young master."
Yanya nodded, glanced at Mu Qingge, and replied: "The young master is very good to me. I followed the young master and learned a lot." Now, she has entered the fifth floor of the gray realm, and she is only behind the sixth floor. The front line will soon break through and enter the silver realm.
Such a speed is already considered fast among the peers in the Middle Ages.
It seemed that the people gathered around Mu Qingge were not ordinary people, and their cultivation speed was extremely fast.
As soon as Xiya spoke, she was immediately noticed.
Her delicate beauty and vulgar temperament, like a moonlight fairy, immediately made Mu Luofeng take his attention away from Mu Qingge.
Mu Chen and Mu Peng also guessed from her dialogue with Long Jiang that she was the servant of Kuhai. I have followed Mu Qingge for more than a year.
"It seems that everyone is here." Mu Qingge said lightly.
This sentence was addressed to Long Jiang.
She was a little surprised, the Dragon General in Dole Island was not so respectful before. Hasn't seen him for so long, has he actually become enthusiastic?
In fact, it was Mu Qingge who didn't know that before she arrived, Long Jiang could not stand the tone of Muluo Feng, and he wished that Mu Qingge would wash his eyes immediately and hit Muchen and the others severely by the way.
Therefore, when she appeared, he was particularly respectful.
"Back to Young Master, it's all here." Long Jiang replied.
Mu Qingge nodded, walked a few steps forward, and stood in the empty space in the small courtyard.
She felt very funny in her heart, and came here all the way to let a woman choose the master. Mu Qingge sighed, if it weren't for the half map, she wouldn't be here at all.
Mu Luofeng's eyes kept staring at Miya, and from time to time they floated to Huayue, his eyes full of envy and hatred for Mu Qingge's'Yanfu'.
At the same time, he thought bitterly in his heart, ‘the same young master of the Mu family, why is there such a big difference? He can't be close to women, but the guy in front of him can hug left and right, sitting and enjoying the blessing of all people? ’
It was really uncomfortable to be watched by him naked. Haoyue Haoyue stood behind Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge's clear eyes raised slightly and snorted coldly.
An invisible force headed towards Muluo Feng.
Muluofeng didn't notice it at all, but Mu Chen did.
In shock, Mu Chen shot, and when the attack almost fell on Muluofeng, he blocked it in time. "Where is the son?"
Mu Chen blocked Mu Qingge's attack, curled his cuffs, and hung behind him. Secretly frightened. The attack just now had at least the strength of the first silver level, didn't he come from Linchuan? How could it break so fast? !
Mu Luofeng didn't know the attack was blocked. When Muchen spoke, he knew that he was almost attacked. Suddenly angrily said: "Tubaozi, you dare to hurt me!"
Mu Qingge's eyes were sarcasm, and his tone was relaxed but hidden sharply: "No matter what your eyes are, next time I will dig them out and give my maid a head flower."
"Master, I don't want such a thing. If you give it to me, I'll step on it and explode it." Huayue said in an agitated voice.
Xiya also said lightly: "Young Master, I don't want it either. Dirty."
Full of disgust, the corners of Mu Qingge's lips happily rise.
Mu Luofeng's face sank, and his voice said in a cold voice: "Okay! Two lowly servants, dare to say that to me? Uncle..."
"My maid, can you say that you are mean?" Mu Qingge's eyes sharply cut off Mu Luofeng's words. The star under his feet began to take a step, and his figure was like a phantom. In front of Luo Feng.
Snapped--!
A loud slap in the face sounded.
When everyone reacted, Mu Qingge had already returned to his original position.
Huayue handed over a clean handkerchief in time, and Mu Qingge slowly wiped his hand amidst the shocked expressions of everyone, as if he had just touched something dirty.
"Tumblr, you dare to hit me! I'm going to kill you!" Muluofeng reacted, the fiery pain on his cheek made him angry.
Mu Peng stopped him in time and looked at Mu Qingge with horror.
The people on Muluofeng's side were shocked. The Dragon General was surprised to see again and again. When Mu Qingge was on Dole Island, he knew best what cultivation was. It only took him just over a year to rise to this point, which really shocked him!
"My son, you are both candidates for the Mu clan, are you doing this too much?" Mu Chen stood in front of Mu Luofeng, looking at Mu Qingge with a gloomy expression.
Mu Qingge sneered and said: "As a candidate, but only hiding behind others, it is really impressive."
Her words made Mu Chen's hearts tremble, and Mu Luofeng also stopped struggling, just staring at Mu Qingge with a pair of dark eyes.
"Why should the son be aggressive?" Mu Peng said.
Mu Qingge raised his head and laughed wildly.
After laughing, she looked at them with a joking expression, "I defended my maid, but you said it was aggressive? This ability to reverse right and wrong, I sigh."
After speaking, she sneered and shook her head, and said to the closed door: "Listen, the servant inside. I don't have much time. If you can't make a decision right away, then I'll leave."
She saw the Mu family candidate in the Middle Ages, but she was extremely disappointed.
Originally I wanted to inquire about the relationship between the Mu family of the Middle Ages and the Mu family of Linchuan, but now it seems that it is really unnecessary. Regardless of whether this Mu's family is related to her Mu's family or not, she has no interest in contacting them.
She came, for the map. Don't be afraid if you return empty-handed. Because she has the other half of the map, if these people surnamed Mu want to find the middle volume of the magic strategy, they must cooperate with her.
Mu Qingge turned around, ready to leave.
She didn't play mystery or bluff, she really wanted to leave.
Her move caught Long Jiang by surprise, and also made Mu Chen's side, including Muluo Feng, stay in place.
Suddenly, the closed door opened, and the youth standing outside the door stepped aside.
An enchanting figure, wheatish skin, and a wild beauty in his facial features, came out of the room. As soon as she came out, she knelt on the ground on one knee, and shouted in a clear voice toward Mu Qingge's direction: "Young Master stay!"
As soon as she said these words, the man standing beside her immediately knelt down to Mu Qingge on one knee.
Mu Qingge stopped and turned to look at her.
But Mu Chen and others looked in the direction of the door in shock. Unlike Muchen and others, Muluofeng was completely fascinated by the woman's ambitious and looks.
"Xuanya meets Young Master Qingge! I and my clan, I would like to surrender to Young Master and never betray!" The woman vowed to Mu Qingge.
"Xuankui pays homage to Young Master Qingge!" The bronze-skinned youth also gave his name.
Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Wait, why are you making a choice now?" Muluofeng was finally sober.