Chapter 482: : alone

"Oriental elders!"
The strong people in the Eastern family exclaimed, and Dongfang Bo, there is no life.
"Xiao Feng!"
"Feng Ge"
"Little Lord"
The Mu family were also shocked to see Mu Feng, Mu Feng was a man of Shura, and the indifference of the knife flew to the five Oriental family strongmen who came with Dongfang Bo.
These five people are all trained as the strongest in the Yuandan or the eight-powerful. At this moment, they are all looking at Mu Feng.
"kill!"
The five men screamed at the same time and all killed Mu Feng together.
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"Since I came to my house today, I will stay here."
Mu Feng cold channel, a knife smashed the attack of the bang, another fist collapsed out, rolling blood and energy, rushing into the clouds, bombarded in a Yuandan big heaven strong.
This man was violently exploding in the boxing spirit, Mu Feng double-winged vibration, the speed was turned into blood, and the instant kill was next to another person, and another knife fell down. Killing this person in two halves, killing the Yuandan big heaven, is like killing a chicken and a dog.
Rumble!
Three people violently attacked and killed in the back of Mu Feng, and were dissipated by the blood-winged wings. Mu Feng turned indifferently, and both hands grabbed. Hundreds of swords screamed and screamed out, and Jianqi hit the three people like a torrent.
The three were miserable, all annihilated in the swell of the sword.
All the people who come with Dongfang Bo are all fallen! And that Wang Xin, after Mu Feng killed Dongbo, has quietly escaped.
Everyone was shocked and looked at Shura, who was still burning the flame, and his heart was shocked.
Mu Feng's cold scorpion looked at the direction of the Yun family, sneered at Yun Kun and others, and smiled in his heart. From now on, he and Yun family, no more grievances, if Yunjia is provoking him, Mu Feng will not In any hand soft.
Mu Feng flew down into the sky and landed at the Mu family. If the Mu family was shocked or excited, or looked at the current Mu Feng.
"Feng Ge"
Mu mad and others looked at Mu Feng, who was heading to Muhua’s body, and did not know what to say.
Mu Feng held the body of his grandfather and was still.
"Grandpa, the thief is dead, I hope you will feel at ease, you can rest assured that everyone who is killed in the Mujia family today, my Mu Feng will, a hundred times to return!"
Mu Feng whispered, mournful and firm.
"Mu Feng!"
At this time, a slightly crying voice came, and the girl in Tsing Yi broke into the air and flew to Mu Feng.
The coming person is the cloud clearing that just escaped from the cloud house.
The nephew flew, holding Mu Feng's waist and whispering.
"I'm sorry, sorry, it's all because of me."
The nephew was red with his eyes, and Mu, who looked at the corpse and across the field, cried.
Mu Feng did not speak, quietly holding Mu Hua, the painful color in the eyes, but then became a decision, he shook his wings, pushed away the nephew, left indifferent .
"Mu Feng"
I want to catch up.
"roll!"
Mu Feng’s cold voice came, and the nephew was shocked by the word on the spot, staring at Mu Feng’s back.
This is the first time Mu Feng has been to her.
That scrolling word is more irritating than a sharp knife.
"Mu Feng!"
The nephew looked at Mu Feng’s back and cried.
"The cloud family has twice lost me, and the Yun family, I have already broken the righteousness, we are scattered."
Mu Feng’s indifferent voice came, and the child’s voice was like a blue sky. The tears were like the yellow river that broke the dyke. The mouth was silently opened and closed, and the heart was stinging. Looking at the back of Mu Feng, I couldn’t say a word.
Mu Feng holding Muhua's body, two tears, crossed the cheeks of Shura, in the scorpion, what is not the bitter pain.
The heart is more like the uncomfortable feeling of the ants.
"Too much forgiveness, women's classics, broken love, broken relatives, broken righteousness, broken desires to peaks, children, I hope you can walk out of your own path."
Mu Feng muttered to himself, and his mouth showed a bitter bitter smile. Since she loves her, she will complete her path. Since she can't protect her, let her protect herself.
The blood flames retreat, and there was a feeling of powerlessness in Mu Feng’s body. The consciousness was black and the body fell to the ground.
"Feng brother!"
"Xiao Feng!"
All the people rushed to Mu Feng, and the children stood in the distance, and the three words of Mu Feng were scattered, like three sharp knives, constantly stabbing her heart.
When I saw Mu Feng fall, my nephew returned to God and ran to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng also recovered from the body, the surface of the water quickly dried up, the skin dried up, white hair, people like a thin old man.
"Xiao Feng"
Mu Chen’s children and other people saw Mu Feng’s tears and could not help but flow down.
"Help me to go to the practice room, don't let anyone stop me."
Mu Feng said incomparably, at this moment, he was weak and a child could kill him.
"Good, good, Xiaofeng, you must hold on."
Mu Chen quickly held Mu Feng to rest, while others were cleaning up the bodies of dead people.
The nephew wants to follow, but it is stopped by Muye.
"Miss Dear, Xiaofeng needs a rest, you still don't want to go, and, my Mu family and Yun family have been out of grace, the cloud family climbed the phoenix, I can't climb the Mujiagao, and I will keep the distance in the future.

"Three uncles, me"
Mu Ye's indifference made the deaf children feel even more uncomfortable. They watched Mu Feng being carried away by the Mu family. They lost their souls and left, and the most important things in their hearts were lost.
In the practice room, Mu Feng was lying on the bed, and a blood from the Shura Shenyu poured into Mu Feng, nourishing the body of Mu Feng.
This time, it ignited the Eight Blood Burning Festival, and Mu Feng almost lost his life for several decades, eight drops of blood.
Fortunately, there are Shura Shenyu can restore the blood in a short time, otherwise Mu Feng may really succumb to death.
Mu Feng looked at the roof and was somewhat ecstatic.
A golden light was shot from the Shura Shenyu, turned into a peerless beauty, it is the moon.
"Is there such a hurt?"
Asked about the month.
"If I don't do this, she won't go to Bing Xin Gu, and since I gave her too much to forget the woman, I should bear the love that I will face in the future."
Mu Feng said slowly, the scorpion is full of pain.
When he spoke to his nephew, his heart was often not stinging, even more uncomfortable than a nephew.
"I feel that it is still unfair to the nephew. People have the right to choose. If you do, it is not forcing her to make choices that she does not want to do."
Haoyue said after a slight silence.
"Fair? Is this world fair? Deaf children are also practitioners, and she should have her own way to go, not live for me."
Mu Feng laughed at himself.
"I understand, you are afraid, one day you will fall on the road, she will grieve for you."
Looking at the boy in Haoyue, there is a hint of distress in the depths of the light.
"My path is too difficult, too dangerous, what is bumpy, I can bear it alone."