The leaves are gone, and the eyes are full of desolation.

The cool breeze blows, and everything withers.

Fencheng has entered late autumn, although the sun is still hanging in the sky, but the falling light is far less than the temperature of summer.

Mu Ping and Da Mao got off the high-speed rail, got out of the rolling mill, and saw Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan in the crowd at the pick-up station at a glance.

This is a mortal world, and Mu Ping also enjoys this slow-paced life, with ready-made high-speed trains available, and he is too lazy to fly on a flying sword or on Xiao Wu.

I haven't seen each other for more than two months, Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan are still so radiant and familiar, knowing that the two of them have been running for five, and if they are not familiar, they still think that the two are still middle-aged couples running around for food in their mouths.

"Dad, Mom, you're here?!"

Mu Ping stretched out his arms and took Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan into his arms.

"Ping'er!"

Zhang Yan took Mu Ping's hand, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

"Look at you, it's a good thing that my son is back, what kind of cry are you crying?"

Mu Yongzhong took his wife's hand lovingly and whispered a strange word.

"Haven't I seen Ping'er for more than two months, happy?"

Zhang Yan stretched out her right hand, wiped a handful of tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, took Mu Ping's hand, and looked up and down, left and right, "I've lost weight and grown taller!"

"Da Mao meets the old man and the great-master mother!"

Da Mao fell to the ground with a plop and bowed three times and nine times to Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan.

"Whose child is this?"

Zhang Yan was startled, quickly took a step back, and hid behind Mu Yongzhong.

"Dad, Mom, this is a servant I took in, you can call him Da Mao. ”

"Servant...... Servant?"

Zhang Yan was so shocked that her mouth almost couldn't close, "You kid, Da Mao is still a child, how can you accept him as a servant?

Zhang Yan picked up Da Mao and hugged her into her arms, and her mother's love was completely overflowing at that moment.

"Mom, it's not what you think!"

"No, no!"

Zhang Yan hugged Da Mao tighter, for fear that if he let go, the child would run away, "Child, where is your home, tell Auntie, Auntie will send you to your parents, don't listen to that kid's fooling, what era is it, and there is a servant."

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"Sizzle!"

Da Mao sniffed fiercely twice, looking intoxicated, and as for what Zhang Yan said about sending him to his parents, he automatically ignored it.

His parents are all starry sky wanderers, he just wants to find it, and he has to find it.

But I don't know why, when he threw himself into Zhang Yan's arms, he felt very down-to-earth, as if he had returned to his mother's arms, and he really wanted to enjoy the warmth of his mother's love.

"Child, is Auntie talking to you?"

Zhang Yan also noticed something unusual, touched Da Mao's little head, and said softly, "Are you controlled by that stinky boy, tell Auntie, Auntie is in charge of you!"

"Mom!"

Mu Ping couldn't cry or laugh, where is this. He could see at a glance that Zhang Yan and Mu Yongzhong were now both third-level qi cultivators, and their cultivation speed was not amazing, but the experience of the rivers and lakes could only be hehe, in the cultivation realm where eating people and not spitting out bones, being a good person would suffer a big loss!

"Great-master mother, Da Mao has no home, if it wasn't for the master to take him in, Da Mao wouldn't know where to wander!"

"Poor boy!"

Zhang Yan hugged Da Mao tighter......

"Son, where have you been these days, this time when you passed by the imperial capital, did you see Heling, how are you doing?

As soon as she got into the car, Zhang Yan took Mu Ping's hand and began to ask, the gossip on her face was difficult to unify her young beauty and thoughts.

Walking through the fleeting street scene, Mu Ping also fell into memory.

Imperial capital. Beijing Gate Commercial Building.

Mu Ping waved his hand and released Feng Zhongyun from the ring.

I have to say that even with Mu Ping's healing elixir, Feng Zhongyun's recovery speed is still more than a grade slower than that of Da Mao and Xiao Wu.

At this moment, he had just finished Zhou Tian's operation, and the injuries all over his body had only healed.

And the goodbye good time that Mu Ping gave casually, he was not willing to take it, after all, he suddenly became young, and it was difficult to explain to the Xuan Group and his superiors.

A bad old man with a lot of gorgeous hair suddenly turned back into green hair, which is a very unacceptable thing, and it is not easy to deal with the chief, can it?

"What's going on here?"

As soon as he came out of Najie Lifu, Feng Zhongyun was stunned by the scene in front of him,

The floor is devastated and counter debris can be seen everywhere, is it possible that this place has been robbed?

"Old Feng, do you know the Snow Slope Sect?"

Mu Ping ignored his shock and spoke with a dark face.

"Snow Slope Sect?"

Feng Zhongyun raised his head and thought about it, "It seems to be a sect in the Tianshan Mountains, what's wrong?"

"These are all disciples of the Snow Slope Sect. ”

Mu Ping pointed to Di Chun's corpse and the five white-clothed Xuepo Sect disciples who had passed out.

"As far as the younger generations know, the Xuepo Sect is a very secret sect, it has a very strict control over the disciples of the sect, and it has a good reputation, it has been hidden in the Tianshan Mountains for hundreds of years, and has never entered the world, why did you suddenly remember to join the WTO activities?"

"Then have you heard of the Nine Sects Alliance?"

"Nope. ”

Feng Zhongyun shook his head.

"This Snow Slope Sect and the other eight major sects have formed an alliance of nine sects to fight against the Xuan Group, don't you reflect this kind of information at all?"

Mu Ping was also speechless, "The intelligence gathering ability of the Xuan Group, has it always been so watery?"

"The intelligence didn't react much, but there are eleven Xuan Group branches in the three northwestern provinces that have been attacked, and I was about to report this matter to my seniors, so I wanted to ...... it."

"That's right. ”

Mu Ping nodded lightly, "These are all done by the Nine Sects Alliance, and their purpose is to break the rules set by the Xuan Group and enter the WTO freely." ”

"It turns out that the truth of the matter is like this, is the end of the world really coming?"

Feng Zhongyun pinched both of his temples with his right hand, kept kneading, and was in a lawsuit.

The Fire Dragon Sect was destroyed, and the Golden God Sect was also destroyed, so the Xuan Group would not destroy all the hidden gates, if so, how should they deal with the attack of foreign enemies?

If not, what would happen to those hidden disciples who were arrogant and wantonly killed ordinary people? We can't just watch ordinary people suffer and do nothing, right?

So what is the use of his Xuan group? It is better to disband it as soon as possible1

He felt like he was a big head.

"The matter of the Nine Sects Alliance, I will find a way to solve it, the top priority is to clean up this mess quickly, don't cause panic, and let the Xuan Group find out, who posted the news on the Martial Soul Network in an attempt to muddy the waters!"