Chapter 1145: The Mu Clan is not what it used to be (2 more)

On the second day, at dawn, Mu Qingge and the others left.
"Qingge, what are you thinking?"
On Xiao Cai's back, Yin Chen looked at the silent Mu Qingge.
When Yin Chen asked, Yan also raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Qingge.
Last night, what Elder Long Sheng said was a joke, but Mu Qingge became quieter and quieter, as if he was immersed in his thoughts.
"Nothing." Mu Qingge said lightly.
However, everyone knows her answer, which is extremely perfunctory.
Elder Long Sheng and Xu Xu didn't follow them. Everyone had different choices and different fate, so Mu Qingge would not force or interfere.
Xiao Cai, headed towards Lu. Mu Qingge sat cross-legged on its neck, his expression calm and scary.
Yan looked at her back and said, "You don't have to take it seriously what the old guy said."
Mu Qingge pursed his lips.
Old man Long Sheng said that he was watching the stars at night and found that the Emperor Star was in danger of falling. Furthermore, that Emperor Star seemed to be connected to her luck. The emperor star represents the figure in power in this land under the starry sky.
And connected with her luck, it means that this person is related to her and closely related.
There are not many people who are in charge and have a relationship with her. After Elder Long Sheng finished speaking, the first person who jumped out of Mu Qingge's mind was Si Mo who was searching for the last step in retreat.
Is it Si Mo?
Does that emperor star represent Si Mo?
Si Mo's life and death, Mu Qingge has always been like a knuckle in her throat. Elder Long Sheng's words made her immediately connect the two together, and her heart was a little confused.
"Yin Chen." Mu Qingge said suddenly.
Yin Chen raised his eyes and looked at her, waiting for her next instructions.
Mu Qingge said solemnly: "I want to find a way to contact Baishi as soon as possible. I need to know the situation there. The best thing is to let Guye and Guya come and see me."
"Good." Yin Chen nodded.
Mu Qingge's heart was faintly grasped, always feeling that he had to do something to calm this inner anxiety.
...
Little Cai landed outside Chaolu City.
This is a mortal city, if it is too ostentatious, it will attract some people's attention.
It was Mo Yang who came to admire Qingge and them.
The car that Mo Yang was carrying was very similar to Linchuan Mu's Mansion.
After getting in the car, Mo Yang carried the unicorn and crossed towards the wind and night. At the same time, he also reported the situation to Mu Qingge. "Knowing that the little Lord is coming back, the important officials from all over the world have already arrived in Chaolu City and waiting. The important information for these years has also been sorted out. Please look over the secret grid in the carriage."
Mu Qingge stretched out his hand to open the secret compartment, took out the neatly arranged information, and quickly read ten lines to understand what happened during her absence in the past ten years.
In more than ten years, the wind of the Four Seas Shenlu Night Crossing has successfully penetrated all levels of Shenlu.
Not to say how powerful it is, but any wind and grass in the Four Seas God Lu can no longer hide Feng Linyedu's eyeliner.
Mu Qingge's information network is fully mature!
In addition, the intelligence provided a timely and focused introduction to the situation of Xishenlu.
After Mu Qingge finished reading, he burned the information.
When the burnt ashes fell, she asked: "How about the survivors of the Mu clan?"
"They have adapted to the life on the bright side, and now they can also cooperate with Fenglinyedu's actions." Mo Yang replied.
Mu Qingge nodded hardly.
The survivors of the Mu tribe lived in seclusion in caves, evading hunting and killing. Now, they have re-adapted to life under the sun, which is a change.
Only by regaining courage can a person be able to carry weapons and be on the battlefield.
Otherwise, it is better not to add chaos!
Mu Qingge lay lazily in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest. Between the eyebrows, there was a faint fatigue.
It seems that she has spent the past ten years in cultivation. But in fact, whether it was training or fighting, she lived tense and never relaxed.
Such her is distressing.
In the carriage, Yin Chen and Jian were silent consciously, unwilling to disturb Mu Qingge's rest.
Mo Yang turned his eyes and glanced at her, then silently turned his head back to make the frame more stable. All the things are hidden in Mu Qingge's heart, and she will be tired and exhausted if she carries it by herself.
In a trance, Mu Qingge seemed to have a dream.
She returned to the Middle Ages, and back to Linchuan, seeing familiar scenes and familiar people.
In the dream, she didn't know whether everything in front of her was true or not. Reason told her that she was still in the Continent of Gods and Demons, far away from the Middle Ancient World, and farther from the Linchuan World.
Of course, she persuaded herself again, ‘I’m already a high-level saint, and I have the ability to tear apart space, so I can come back. ’
She saw the city of falling stars, the sea of ​​bitterness, the Luodu, the schoolyard of Mu Jiajun, and the Mu Mansion.
She was standing in front of Mu's mansion and was about to walk in to meet her relatives, when the scenery in front of her suddenly changed, as if she had fallen into a huge and unfathomable black cave.
"Little song...Little song...Little song..."
The familiar calling sounds kept lingering in Mu Qingge's ears.
Mu Qingge looked around, murmured, "Amo!"
Suddenly, she felt a rush of wind blowing, she turned her eyes suddenly and saw Si Mo in a mysterious clothes, falling into the abyss covered in blood, he stretched out his hand, his handsome face Full of helplessness and reluctance.
His hands are full of blood, he seems to want to catch Mu Qingge, but he can't catch anything.
"Little song, save me--!"
The stern shout made Mu Qingge abruptly awakened from his dream. The heartbeat sounded like it was in her ears, and her back was already wet with cold sweat.
"Young Master!" Xuanya's voice sounded in reality.
Mu Qingge's facial features were tightened, her lips tightened, recovering from the cold suffocation, endless fear and heartache. Her face was very pale, and she looked around before remembering that this was her room in Chaolu City and Fenglinyedu.
Xuanya was standing by the bed with a worried look, looking at her.
"I'm fine." Mu Qingge lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. Her temples were a little wet, and she seemed to be greatly affected by the dream.
The so-called day is thinking, night is dreaming, that's it.
Wiping his face, Mu Qingge asked, "Where are they?"
Xuanya naturally knew who she was asking, and immediately nodded and said: "They are all waiting for the young master in the underground palace."
Mu Qingge nodded hardly, and walked towards the underground palace.
Xuanya followed closely, and said in her heart: "The young master's cultivation base has become more and more unfathomable."
The underground palace is full of people, but they are different from before, their spine is a little taller, and their brows are full of high morale.
Xu Xiu and the high priest were there, and Mo Yang, Yin Chen, Yan, and even Mu Feng and Song Tianji all returned.