A large area of dark clouds in front of him, purple lightning flashed, thunder roared, a rainstorm was brewing, the thunder sword on Qinggang's back was eager to try in the sword box, a glimmer of light flashed in Qinggang's eyes, he stared at the mountain shrouded by dark clouds, and couldn't hide his joy: "It finally appeared, it's not in vain that I have been waiting here for ten years." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Duoya tilted his head and looked at it twice, and pointed his throat: "Purple lightning thunder spirit transformation tribulation, I didn't expect this guy to hide in Wind Thunder Peak, I want to eat it!" The figure jumped, shooting towards the dark cloud like an arrow, with a dexterity completely different from the fat body.

Mu Jun watched with amusement as it rushed into the dark clouds, looked sideways at Qing Gang, and teased: "Senior brother is not afraid of being preempted by Duoya?"

Qinggang smiled slightly, his eyes were full of calmness in his control, he looked at the dark clouds behind his back with one hand: "I came for it, how could I miss it? ”

"Being able to wait for it means that it is destined for senior brother," Mu Jun looked around at his feet, stretched out his hand and pointed to a mountain peak not far away, and the pavilion was faintly visible on the peak: "I'm waiting for senior brother there, if you need help, you can send a message to me at any time." ”

Qinggang's divine sense turned around on the mountain peak, found nothing wrong, bowed slightly, and flew towards the thick dark clouds with the impatient Thunder Sword, Mu Jun stood in mid-air for three breaths, until Qingkong's figure was hidden in the dark clouds, and then the sword went towards the pavilion on the mountain peak.

Landing on the stone path, stepping on the smooth gray stone slab, walking slowly towards the top of the mountain, the birds chirping in the forest, the Jinling dragging its long tail to feed among the vines in the distance, and the red squirrel staring at Mu Jun on the trunk of the tree......

After walking for a while, the green tile pavilion can be faintly seen, and a group of young men and women walked down in front of the stone path, dressed in various military uniforms, chatting about the world and the earth.

The girl who walked briskly in the front wearing a blue military uniform with a double bun and a double ring turned her head as she walked, and asked a tall man in a green military suit behind her: "Senior brother, why is the sect's test canceled today, and the master is still so eager to drive us down the mountain?"

The senior brother looked at the girl jumping in front of him with a smile, and explained in a low voice: "I heard that there is a strange treasure born in the nearby Wind Thunder Peak, Master, they must be looking for opportunities, our ability is shallow, if there is naturally a lot of inconvenience here." ”

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, slightly puzzled: "But I saw the sect master." ”

The man was stunned, silent for two breaths, only reached out to hold the girl's hand, and gently diverted the topic: "How old are you, you still walk like when you were a child." ”

The girl pursed her lips, did not break free of her senior brother's hand, and looked back at Mu Jun who was standing on the side of the road to make way for them, and looked slightly stunned.

The group saw Mu Jun in a cloud robe with wide sleeves, they were quite curious, and when they walked by her, they couldn't help but take a look, Mu Jun only bowed slightly, and he didn't feel rude, only the blue-clothed girl who walked in front stared at Mu Jun quite entangled, Mu Jun asked with his eyes, and saw her biting her lip, wanting to say something, but was pulled away by her senior brother.

When the group went away, Mu Jun stepped on the stone path and continued to walk towards the mountain, after three breaths, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, Mu Jun turned around, and saw the girl in blue clothes running back, and the senior brother who was chasing after him could be seen in the distance.

Mu Jun turned around and stood in place waiting for her, watching the girl run to his eyes, looking at the girl with a smile, and asking with his eyes.

"My name is Rong Le, and I am a personal disciple of Wu Zonghua Palace," the girl who called herself Rong Le eagerly introduced herself to Mu Jun, seeing that Mu Jun was always smiling, and she didn't see any impatience, she took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and her expression was a little solemn: "I know that you are a Fa cultivator, maybe what I said next is very strange, but please believe it." ”

Mu Jun stared at this Rongle girl who was similar to himself, and pinched the trick with one hand: "The cultivator can tell me, I should tell the difference." ”

Rong Le bit his lip: "I have been observing since I was a child, today I see that your eyebrows are dark, and your dead air is coiled, I am afraid that you will have to worry about your life in the near future, if you are not a person from the dust and sand realm, you need to leave as soon as possible, otherwise there will be a disaster of blood and light," hesitated: "You will be miserable...... It's miserable......"

......Hearing this, Mu Jun didn't know whether to be happy, this body finally merged with her spirit, revealing her fate, or should she be melancholy, and was told a tragic future halfway.

Mu Jun glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, who was standing twenty steps away and staring at them, and asked Rong Le quite suspiciously: "You and I have never known each other, why did the cultivator tell me about this?"

Rong Le was stunned, stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and said with a lot of distress: "I don't know, every time I see someone else's face, if I know that he will be bad next, I can't help but tell him bluntly, although not everyone will be as good-tempered as a cultivator, and the senior brother has also warned me many times, but I ......just can't control it" After speaking, he quietly glanced sideways at the senior brother who was waiting in the distance, and his face was gloomy.

Although I don't know if it's true or not, but if Rong Le can come back to tell her, Mu Jun is still very grateful, and salutes her: "Thank you cultivator for your kindness." ”

Rong Le carefully looked at Mu Jun's expression, and said, "I know, you won't believe it...... either" turned around and lowered his head and walked towards his senior brother, Mu Jun didn't say anything, and bowed slightly to the man in Tsing Yi and thanked him silently. The man in green clothes folded his hands and saluted back, then gently looked at Rong Le who came over, stretched out his arms as usual, and accepted the frustration of his junior sister.

Mu Jun looked up at the pavilion looming among the shade of the trees, thought for a moment, and decided to go up to have a look, as for Rong Le's words, she took them to heart and acted cautiously.

When I walked to the end of the stone path, I saw a hexagonal pavilion, and an old man in Tsing Yi was sitting in the pavilion, staring at the chessboard in front of him, but he didn't fall for a long time.

Mu Jun glanced around, remembered Rong Le's words, looked up at the dark clouds in the distance, his eyes fell on the old man's back, walked to the chessboard, and was silent.

Half a moment later, the white son of the old man's fingertips fell on his palm, turned into powder in an instant, and scattered, he raised his head to look at Mu Jun, stroked his white beard, and nodded slightly: "The guest came from afar, why are you hesitant?"

Mu Jun looked at the chessboard and thought about it, stretched out his hand to condense the spirit into a white child, landed on the point, surrounded a large black child, the chess game was instantly clear, the old man looked at the white child, and nodded his head: "Giving up small profits to control the overall situation, there is already a good fortune in the hearts of the guests." ”

Mu Jun looked at the old man lightly: "The cultivator is waiting for me here?"

The old man probably didn't expect Mu Jun to be so straightforward, his expression was stunned for a moment, and when he was young, he raised his head and smiled, and the laughter was like a drum, echoing between the mountains and forests, startling a flock of birds.

"It's not like a law cultivator, it's like a martial cultivator," the old man got up, his figure was extremely burly, and his every move became a realm of its own. , The corners of Mu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, such a strong person is waiting here, I don't know what he means?

(To be continued.) )