Thinking that he would be able to see his sister soon, Mu Feng quickened his pace, wishing that he would be able to fly. In the blink of an eye, he was getting closer and closer to the small grass hut where he and his sister Qing'er lived, and he was still humming unknown songs while running, which showed his good mood. But since he saw the outline of the small grass shed, Mu Feng was actually a little panicked, thinking about how to explain his sudden disappearance to his sister.

However, I didn't expect the reason for the explanation, but I saw three oily and powdery, purple-clad teenagers talking and laughing around a little girl, the laughter was full of infinite obscenity, and from time to time he also moved his hands and feet, which made people feel disgusting.

After being stunned for a second, Mu Feng understood in his heart that only he and his sister lived in this grass shed, and then looking at the little girl's dress, Mu Feng concluded that the person surrounded by the three of them must be his sister Qing'er who was in a hurry to come back to meet.

Thinking of what might happen, Mu Feng's eyes of joy and guilt immediately turned cold, as if a cold winter suddenly came in summer, and the cold and cold meaning made people tremble. No need for Huaiyu's Mu Feng to be angry at the moment, I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were about to split, and he completely looked like he wanted to choose someone to devour.

With a loud roar, Mu Feng threw the wild boar on his shoulder far away without thinking about it, and the target was the three young men in Chinese costumes.

The three people who were caught off guard didn't have time to react at all, and they were knocked out by the huge impact, leaving only the little girl who was still at a loss, with a panicked face and trembling.

Mu Feng didn't look at the three of them, but ran to the frightened little girl in three steps and two steps. When I saw that my clothes were a little harsh, my eyes were full of horror, and even my little body was trembling little girl. The blood in Mu Feng's body seemed to rush into his mind all at once, because the little girl was his sister Qing'er.

Seeing Qing'er's appearance at this moment, while Mu Feng blamed himself, he glared fiercely at the three people who had just gotten up from the ground, and didn't hear what they said, so he took Qing'er Lou into his arms, and his concern was beyond words.

"It's okay Qing'er, they didn't hurt you, they blamed Brother Mu Feng for not being good, he didn't take good care of my Qing'er, and let you be bullied by three brutes. Come, let Brother Mu Feng take a good look!"

As he spoke, Mu Feng gently pushed away Qing'er's petite body and carefully held her cheek, until he confirmed that everything was okay, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only at this moment, hearing a familiar voice, that the little girl named Qing'er slowly raised her head.

At the moment when the little girl raised her head, it seemed that the cold winter suddenly blew into a gentle spring breeze, giving people a feeling that this winter was very warm. I saw that the little girl was born with bright eyes and teeth, and her delicate little face could not find even the slightest flaw except for a little green and a hint of paleness. The silky hair hangs naturally around the waist, and the ones are clearly visible but do not give people a sense of sparseness, but just set off the *** that can be held by Yingying. Dressed in a small red cotton jacket, with a white and snow-like fur collar, and wearing red and white floral cloth shoes, such a simple outfit, coupled with her slightly youthful face, naturally makes people associate with the legendary jade girl. No, the jade girl is also three points inferior to it.

Until I confirmed it, what I saw was the face that I was thinking about and worrying about day and night, Qing'er, who had always been strong, could no longer control her emotions and cried out with a "wow", like a frightened deer, desperately threw herself into Mu Feng's arms, hugged Mu Feng's thin body tightly, tightly. This hug is like hugging the most cherished treasure in life, and tears are like a river bursting the embankment, and it can't stop flowing down.

"Woo...... Brother Mu Feng, woo...... Qing'er thought she would never see you again!Woo woo......" Qing'er said while crying.

Looking at Qing'er's pear blossoms with rain and heartbroken, Mu Feng combed her hair and gently wiped the tears on her face. For the first time, Mu Feng felt heartache.

"These days, Qing'er...... Qing'er is so scared. Whining...... Qing'er listened to them...... I heard from them that you have been sent by Brother Mu Tong...... Sorry, woo...... Brother Mu Feng, Qing'er is so sad in her heart, Qing'er can't live without Brother Mu Feng, woo woo ....... Qing'er cried even harder, hugging Mu Feng more tightly, for fear that as soon as she let go, her brother Mu Feng would disappear from her eyes.

Seeing that Qing'er was crying more and more sad, and the louder she cried, Mu Feng didn't think about how to find her cousin Mu Tong, who wanted to kill her, to take revenge, but thought about how to get justice for Qing'er. At the same time, he was also hating himself for not being able to cultivate, for not being able to take good care of her and protect her.

At this moment, Mu Feng really hated, hated that his sister had been wronged because of his incompetence, and he blamed himself so much in his heart. Under the stimulation of this emotion, the mushy and chaotic brain actually regained a momentary clarity like an electric shock, and it was no longer so painful. Because of the short period of clarity, the words "Dao Destroying Sword" suddenly popped up in Mu Feng's mind.

Subconsciously, Mu Feng glanced at the strange black sword pinned to his waist with his peripheral vision, but he didn't think much about it, but gently patted Qing'er's back, revealing a bright smile: "Qing'er, don't be afraid, isn't Brother Mu Feng standing in front of you in a good manner! Let me tell you, your Brother Mu Feng is amazing, it's not that any cat or dog can hurt me, haha!"

Having said that, everyone could see that there was a killing intent hidden behind Mu Feng's seemingly soft eyes, just like a real killing intent. It's just that this killing intent is not to his cousin Mu Tong who wants to kill him, but to the three sons who bullied his sister Qing'er. For the first time in fifteen years, Mu Feng had the idea of killing, and the reason why he acted so lightly was just for fear of scaring the lovely person in his arms.

Qing'er is still young after all, she has never been in the world, she is as simple as a blank piece of paper, and when she saw Mu Feng's relaxed face, she immediately relieved herself. Although she was still in tears, she still gave Mu Feng a sweet smile, she was not afraid of being bullied, but she was afraid that Mu Feng's brother would be bullied. "As long as Brother Mu Feng is fine, it doesn't matter if Qing'er is wronged. Qing'er said and let go of Mu Feng, and gently stroked Mu Feng's thin black cheek, as if to confirm whether he was really okay.

Seeing Qing'er's smile, Mu Feng put a little snack. "Qing'er......" Mu Feng, who had not finished speaking, was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Trash Mu Feng, you dare to ignore me!" said one of the three of them, a sixteen-year-old boy dressed in a fuchsia robe, with his hair combed and smooth, and a folding fan in his hand.

Hearing the voice, Mu Feng first returned Qing'er with a "no problem" smile, and then slowly turned around, and while turning around, Mu Feng's right hand instinctively held the black sword on his waist, as if he wanted to wake up his comrades for many years. And the smile had already turned into killing intent, so he looked coldly at the three people who were walking over here.

Among the three, the purple-clothed young man walked in the front, behind the purple-clothed young man to the left, was a young man wearing a blue-purple fur-collared coat, also about fifteen or sixteen years old, and on the right rear was a young man in a strong suit, burly, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but his real age was only sixteen years old. Needless to say, among the three of them, the other two were led by the young man in purple and red clothes, and they both looked at Mu Feng with angry faces and unkind eyes at this time.

When the three of them were still about three meters away from Mu Feng, Mu Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Murong Hao, Ou Jiaren, Cheng Xiong, who gave you the guts to bully my sister." After speaking, Mu Feng stared at the three of them deadly.

Murong Hao, the one wearing a purple robe among the three, the grandson of Murong Teng, the third elder of the Murong family, Ou Jiaren, the person wearing a blue-purple fur collar coat, the grandson of Ou Jinlun, the eldest elder of the Ou family, Cheng Xiong, that is, a stout boy, is the only son of Cheng Tianyi, the guest of the Cheng family.

"Hehe! The three major families are really a raccoon dog!" Mu Feng said coldly.

Hearing Mu Feng say this, Cheng Xiong was not happy, he was shot away by Mu Feng with a wild boar just now, and then he was ignored, and now he was sneered at, how could he bear it with his hot temper, and he directly said: "You are looking for death!" As he spoke, it was like a volcano that had been silent for hundreds of years and suddenly erupted, not giving anyone a chance to react at all, and rushed towards Mu Feng as quickly as the wind.

Cheng Xiongniu is tall and tall, and he is practicing physical exercises, according to common sense, he should belong to the kind of person who has good physical fitness, but his reaction is very slow. But it turns out that many people can't be treated with common sense, because Cheng Xiong is not only responsive, but also very fast, and the momentum is strong, and every step gives people the feeling that the ground is shaking.

"Die to Lao Tzu......! Mountain...... Fist ......"

Almost two meters away from Mu Feng, Cheng Xiong suddenly roared, his feet first half-squatted, and then suddenly exerted force. Jumped up with a bang, and this jump actually jumped nearly three meters high, which shows the great strength of it.

The huge force rolled up the air, forming a spinning fist, and smashed it towards Mu Feng with a thunderous momentum. Under this fist, Mu Feng's hair fluttered, and even the muscles on his face rippled like a breeze blowing across the water, and his thin body should have been like leaves swaying in the wind, with the possibility of flying at any time.

However, Mu Feng's feet seemed to have roots, and he was stunned and motionless, only to see him staring at Cheng Xiong, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, but his consciousness was communicating with the black sword in his hand.

"If you really have a spirit, help me kill this guy!" Mu Feng said in his heart.

In fact, Mu Feng didn't have a bottom in his heart at all, but he suddenly remembered the three words "Dao Destroying Sword" that had appeared in the sea of knowledge.

I didn't have time to think about it, because Cheng Xiong's fist with the potential of splitting mountains was getting closer and closer to him.

Between the lightning and flint, Mu Feng pulled out the Dao Destroying Sword without thinking about it, and at this moment, Cheng Xiong's fist arrived, but it hung down softly without touching Mu Feng.

"How could it be ......" "It's over!"

The two voices thought of at the same time, but the former came from Cheng Xiong's mouth, the latter came from Ou Jiaren, and Murong Hao looked disdainful, just ask, what kind of wind and waves can the ants withstand in front of the elephant.

Murong Hao and the others were looking proud, and suddenly heard Mu Feng yelling: "Whoever insults my sister, die!"

"Hehe! This garbage is not dead yet, big dog bear, can you do it!ahahaha!" Although the two heard Mu Feng's roar, they didn't think about anything else, after all, in the cognition of the two, with the strength of Cheng Xiong's condensation qi beginner level, dealing with a mere waste that can't cultivate, the result is only one, and that is Mu Feng's death. Well, even if it is the worst outcome, Mu Feng will be crippled.

It's just that, many times, many things often backfire. When the two looked at Mu Feng with a triumphant expression, they saw Mu Feng gently push Cheng Xiong's head away with his left hand, and slowly pulled out a rusty black sword with his right hand, and then, Cheng Xiong, to be precise, should be the dead body Cheng Xiong, slowly fell back to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"it!" "I'm Nima!"

Two more voices in unison, the two of them dropped their jaws in shock, their eyes full of shock, and their faces were incredible.

"I said, whoever insults my sister will die!"

After Mu Feng pulled out his sword, he turned to look at Qing'er, pointed to their "home" not far away, and then smiled slightly: "Qing'er will go home first, and Brother Mu Feng will make you wild boar to eat in a while." He touched her head lightly.

Qing'er nodded obediently, and was about to turn around, when she suddenly remembered something, pointed to Murong Hao and Ou Jiaren who were still confused, and said, "But, what should they do." ”

Mu Feng glanced back at the two of them and said with a smile: "It's okay, Brother Mu Feng will deal with it, good, go back and prepare first, we will have a big meal in a while, I have to let my Qing'er make up for it." ”

"But you have to hurry!" said Qing'er, and happily returned to their nest.

When Qing'er was gone, Mu Feng slowly turned around, the frozen smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and the right hand holding the sword slowly raised and pointed directly at Murong Hao and the others.

"How do you want to die!" Mu Feng said expressionlessly.

saw that Mu Feng actually killed Cheng Xiong, and now he actually asked himself how he wanted the two of them to die. Murong Hao was really angry, he was the young master of the Tang Tang Murong family, and the grandson of the three elders of the Murong family. Looking at the entire Laiyang City, who would dare to point a sword at himself, and there was also the grandson of the second elder of the Ou family standing beside him! How can I say that it is also the lineage of the Murong family in Laiyang City, and it is also to save face! What is even more unbearable is that the person who speaks to himself, the person who points a broken sword at him, is still a famous waste, a waste who can never cultivate.

Thinking of this, Murong Hao was so angry! He even seriously doubted that the world was upside down, even if the world was upside down, it would not be the turn of a waste to shout!

"Garbage Mu Feng, how dare you? Don't think that if the big bear dies under your sword carelessly, you think you are invincible in the world, let me tell you, in the face of absolute strength, luck is useless. ”

Before Murong Hao could speak, Ou Jiaren couldn't sit still, and said in a strange tone.

"Let's go up together!" Mu Feng's hand holding the sword slowly put down, and when the sword was at a forty-five degree angle to the ground, he stopped, and said without hurrying.

Hearing Mu Feng's words, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the killing intent in each other's eyes, and after a moment's pause, the two looked at Mu Feng at the same time.

"Garbage is garbage, even if you blow a cow to the sky, it's still garbage. Die!Draw the sword!" Murong Hao was really angry, and as soon as he made a move, the Murong family was unlearned.

"Blaze in the sky!"

Ou Jiaren was not to be outdone, and also used his family's mastery, and both of them clearly wanted to kill Mu Feng with one blow.

As he spoke, he saw Murong Hao's body bent forward, holding the knife in his left hand, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, taking half a step back with his left foot, bending his right foot slightly, looking ahead, and the whole person swooped down, aiming at Mu Feng.

Ou Jiaren lifted his breath and carried his strength in his right palm, only to hear the sound of "whew", the entire right palm burst into flames, and made a "snort" sound, and the temperature was so high that it could be seen.

However, Mu Feng didn't see it, the black sword was raised flat, and his right hand was bent so that the sword was attached to his chest. When the two of them took the first step, they slashed horizontally with a sword, and a cracking sound sounded. The two of them who had just taken a step suddenly stopped, covered their necks with their hands, their eyes widened, and they looked at Mu Feng like this, their expressions were like seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

"I don't believe it!" "I hate it!"

As soon as the two of them spoke, blood and qi surged, and before their fingertips could catch blood, two big heads rose into the sky and flew out. Maybe until they died, they didn't know what was going on, obviously the two of them were much better than him Mu Feng, and they didn't feel any pain, why did they leave this world forever without explanation.

It wasn't until the two corpses fell to the ground that Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cheap for you. ”