Chapter 10: Mu Gong Ye Rui Wang (2)

Looking sideways, seeing the translucent figure under the blue sky and white sun, Mu Ge said with a weird expression: "Are you not afraid of the sun?"
"Why should I be afraid?" Mu Qingge asked curiously.
Got it! The ghosts of this world are also different from the earth.
The corners of Mu Ge's mouth twitched, not intending to continue this topic.
...
The sun was blazing and the weather was clear.
On the official road leading to Luodu, one person and one horse, but with a sense of sorrow, walked calmly.
"The sunset wasteland is southwest of Luodu, along this official road northbound, if you speed up, you can reach Luodu in about ten days." Mu Qingge's soul floated in the air, parallel to the horse's Mu Ge.
Along the way, she was introducing the situation of Luodu to Mu Ge. However, the latter seemed to be asleep, but she was not sure how much she heard.
"Noisy."
A faint voice came, making Mu Qingge stunned, the expression on his eyebrows instantly darkened, and he said displeased: "What did you say?"
Mu Ge raised his eyes and glanced at her, and answered the question: "You have been dangling in front of my eyes, are you afraid of your soul flying away?"
"You!" Mu Qingge's poisonous tongue made Mu Qingge's translucent body shake a few times, as if it would disperse at any time. "Hmph, don't worry about it." Mu Qingge let out a cold snort, arrogantly turning aside his eyes.
Mu Ge curled his lips and continued to close his eyes and rest.
After walking for a while, there was no half figure on the official road.
However, just when Mu Ge was almost really going to fall asleep, as far as his eyes could be, there was a sudden yellow sand rushing with horseshoes.
Slowly opening his eyes, Mu Ge calmly looked at the dust like a storm in the distance.
"There is an army! It's the Mu character flag!" Mu Qingge who floated in midair suddenly became excited.
Mu Ge looked up at her, and asked: "Are you not avoiding?" Mu Qingge's Mu character flag had already made her guess who came.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingge suddenly dimmed, slowly falling from the sky, standing beside Mu Ge: "Except you, no one else can see me."
"..." It was the first time Mu Ge heard her say this.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge looked at the gradually clear figure ahead with a faint expression, and muttered: "He is here too!" The complex emotions in it made Mu Ge look sideways.
However, this Nizi did not continue, but seriously looked at Mu Ge and said: "Remember, from now on, you are Mu Qingge. Little Lord Mu Mansion!"
Sir Little Sir?
Mu Ge raised his hand and touched the purple stud on his left ear.
This seemingly ordinary earring has been completely repaired. When she woke up in the morning, she found that she had become a handsome and handsome young man, although she was thin, but she did not harm her heroism. Probably the only difference between Mu Qingge and the true Mu Qingge is that the gloomy air between her brows was swept away, leaving only Yun Danfengqing indifferent.
"song!"
A sound that shook the earth sounded, and Mu Ge was taken into a generous and warm embrace before he could react.
So fast!
Mu Ge, who was buried in her generous embrace, was surprised at the brutality of the visitor, and then frowned. She seemed to see a burst of dark blue light passing by before her eyes, and then she fell into this embrace.
"Ge'er, are you itchy? You dare to run to the sunset wasteland with my back?" An old but full of breath came from Mu Ge's head, and she was pushed away from her embrace in the next second.
At this time, she found out that she had fallen off the horse and stood on the ground at some point.
Although the voice of the visitor was full of blame, she could feel the concern and tension contained in the eagerly gaze.
"Grandpa..." Mu Qingge whispered choked up in his ear.
Mu Ge raised his eyes and looked at the person who held her arms tightly, as if afraid that she would disappear again.
The temples are like frost, and the firm features are full of iron and blood. Even though the heroes are late, they are still majestic and daunting.
"Grandpa." Almost subconsciously, the name has already been spoken.
"Ah." Mu Xiong replied in a dull voice.
But Mu Ge still heard the trembling in the words, and the moistness of forbearance in his eyes.
To make a veteran on the battlefield tears into his eyes, I am afraid that apart from his only precious grandson, there is no sei.
"Grandpa, it seems that Qingge is a lucky person, and he has returned safely." Suddenly, a noble and cold voice inserted.
Mu Xiong's body shook, and his face turned back to look at the precious young man standing behind him in the crowd.
Mu Ge looked through his grandfather's shoulder, and locked on the person who just spoke. Because that person's appearance and bearing are too outstanding.
The black python robe makes him as tall as a sword. The cold and indifferent facial features make people want to be close. It seems that as long as he can get a look back, it is a very happy thing.
In the sword eyebrows, the luxurious air seems to be born, even when standing in the crowd, it is still dazzling, and it is impossible to ignore.
"He is King Rui, Qin Jinhao." Mu Qingge's voice drifted into Mu Ge's ears in good time.
The latter glanced at the former without leaving a trace, even though Mu Qingge tried to hide it, she still noticed the complicated emotions hidden in this tone.