Chapter 121: Red Dust Three Thousand

A mysterious young boy from Mu’s family worshipped the two masters of Mo Zhen and Xiao Zhen as teachers in the Warrior Temple. This incident caused a lot of shock among the major families in Nanling.
Many people think that Mu's family has embraced the thigh of the Warrior's Hall, which has slightly eased the situation of Mu's repression in the country.
In the Northern Palace, the Nanhao study room.
Nanhao, who is wearing a black casual suit, is sitting in the study room. A beautiful maid wearing a white palace dress is under the Nanhao, light red lips, and carefully waited.
Nanhao glared at the scorpion, and behind him, there was a red-dressed woman gently kneading his shoulders, talking about the things in the temple of the sorcerer.
"Maple Leaf, the 17-year-old genius of the Taoist priest, the son of Mutian, when did the Mu family have this character, how have they never heard of it?"
Nan Hao said with a frown.
"I have sent people to check the specific news of this boy, I believe there will be soon"
Lu Chuxue whispered.
"Wang Ye, you see, Mu Jia now has this kid to join the Warrior Hall, will it have any effect?"
Lu Chuxue asked.
"No, although the forces of the Warrior Temple are detached, they will not intervene in the struggle of any one force. Do not move the kid first, and then say everything after it is clear."
Nanhao waved his hand, and the maid who waited for him retired. Lu Chuxue sat in the arms of Nanhao.
"At this juncture, suddenly there is such a teenager, I don't know why, there is always some anxiety in my body and mind."
Lu Chuxue squats in Nanhao's arms and gently dismisses clothes.
"No, even if his talent is higher, now it is just an insignificant little person, it will have no effect."
Nanhao smiled a little...
Mu Feng joined the veins of the Wenshi Temple, and later became a member of the Warrior Temple.
There is no restriction on joining the Warrior Temple. Many of the sergeants of the Warrior Temple are also offering other forces.
After joining the Warrior Temple, Mu Feng can also learn a first-order meta-pattern for free in the Warrior Hall. As for learning more, you need to spend money, or exchange things, and exchange your own meta-patterns. .
The Warrior Temple, for the Taoist, is a platform for gathering and learning from each other. At the same time, he is also a force beyond the general forces.
After Mu Feng entered the Warrior Temple, he did not rush to return to Mujia. Anyway, there was still a period of time from the Spring Festival.
On the day of the rest of the month, Mu Feng also studied the scent in the Fu Shi Dian, and exchanged ideas with some striated artists. Sometimes he also asked Xiao Zhendan.
Xiao Zhen, Mo Zhen, the two lords of the temple, Mu Feng can be said to have opened a green channel, for Mu Feng's advice, the two also do not hesitate to learn.
Even, the two still have some temperament thoughts, want to teach Mu Feng, let his Dandao be able to transcend the path, or let the Tao Road surpass the Dandao of another teacher.
And Xiao Ziyan studied Dan Dao with Mu Feng's ass, and sometimes Mu Feng will point her to one or two, which makes the relationship between the two really close.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, one month has passed.
In the evening, the sun sets, the blood color gradually reddened the horizon, like the scarlet blood of the teenager.
The back of the temple is a hill that is more than two hundred meters high. There are many herbs in the mountains, and there are many low-lying plants. This is the site of the Danshi Hall.
On a sleek boulder, a masked snow-haired teenager with hands on his pillow, sleeping on a boulder, looking at the sunset, his eyes are far-reaching.
Tomorrow is the day of the Royal Academy Spring Festival, and he is finally waiting for the day.
Behind Mu Feng, a figure walked lightly and looked over, looking at the back of the big stone, looking at the boy in the red sun, revealing a trace of embarrassment.
After the figure came to Mu Feng, his hands caught Mu Feng's eyes.
"Guess who I am?"
"Hey, can you change some new tricks?"
Mu Feng smiled.
"Well, every time you are guessed, it's not fun."
Xiao Zi said with enthusiasm, sitting next to Mu Feng.
"You are like this every time, don't you have anyone else? And you haven't arrived yet, the fragrance on your body has sold you."
Mu Feng smiled.
"Well, the brother is a puppy."
Xiao Zixiao smiled and pinched the nose that Mu Feng mask did not cover.
Mu Feng smiled and didn't talk much.
Xiao Ziwei was quietly sitting next to Mu Feng, looking at the outline of the boy, a little dazed.
"Brother, what are you thinking about every time you sit here?"
Xiao Ziyan asked.
"I was thinking about my fiancee and sister. I haven't seen them for two years. I really miss them."
Mu Feng smiled.
"Senior brother, do you have a fiancee?"
Xiao Ziyan was shocked.
"Well, the family elders are the sweethearts of marriage, what happened?"
"No, nothing"
The girl’s language was inexplicably lost, and then she asked,
Is she beautiful?

Mu Feng’s mouth outlined a smile and reminded the Iraqi face:
Yes, she is very beautiful, there is no more beautiful person in this world, she is very gentle and kind, that is like you, take the risk of losing

Mu Feng squeezed the face of Xiao Ziyan.
"Humph!"
Xiao Zi was awkward and somewhat dissatisfied.
"Right, I am leaving tomorrow. I am going to the Royal College to practice. It is not easy to meet in the future."
Mu Feng suddenly said.
"Oh, I have already heard Grandpa say it."
Xiao Ziyan nodded, his tone was slight, and some were reluctant.
Mu Feng did not take the initiative, and Xiao Zizhen was silent. After a long time, Xiao Ziyan suddenly looked at Mu Feng and said: "Brother, will you forget me in the future?"
Mu Feng glanced and smiled: "How come, you are my sister."
"Brother, you, can you let me see your face and know for a month? I don't know what you are like?"
Xiao Ziyu hesitated and asked weakly.
Mu Feng heard the words hesitated, but then slowly removed the mask.
This is a kind of face, which clearly reveals the fortitude of the man, Sunshine Jun Lang, and does not appear to be milky. Only the pair of blood-colored scorpions look a little enchanting, and a knife mark between the eyebrows adds another element to the boy. Two points of iron.
Mu Feng smiled a little, and Xiao Ziyan looked at it a bit. Mu Feng couldn't say how beautiful it was, but the fortitude and irony temperament revealed by his body was not something that his peers could have.
Mu Feng then put on a mask, Xiao Ziyan only returned to God, smiled and said: "I thought that the brother is a ugly, do not dare to see talents wearing masks, I did not expect the brothers very handsome"
"Haha, because of some privacy, I can't open my face to the outside, so I wear a mask."
Mu Feng laughed, Xiao Ziyan heard the slight warmth in his heart, and Mu Feng did this, no doubt he already trusted her.
"Okay, don't accompany you, I have to go back to Mujia, I will go to the Royal Academy tomorrow."
Mu Feng got up and said, waving his hand and going.
But at this time Xiao Ziyan suddenly hugged her from behind, Mu Feng body.
"Senior brother, remember to come back to see me when you have time."
In Xiao Zi's voice, there was a cry.
"Do not worry, you must be my sister."
Mu Feng laughed, Xiao Ziyan let go of his hand, and the young man waved his hand, and the figure flashed and disappeared, disappearing into the night.........
Three thousand customers, only one person's heart...