When the two Xuansu brothers came up, Mu Jun was sitting by the window looking at the window on the second floor of the street, and a man in his twenties was lying on the bed, with a long knife stuck in his chest, and his blood stained red and white. On the side of the bedside, the woman in pink is sitting in front of the mirror at the moment, combing her hair carefully and pulling it into a bun, tying the necessary things to her calves with a soft cloth, and after tidying it up, she walked around the room and prepared to close the window. When I raised my eyes, I found that on the second floor of the inn diagonally opposite, a woman in Tsing Yi was looking at her with a calm face.

The woman in pink stared at Mu Jun twice, closed the window with a snap, and after a few breaths, she saw the woman, greeting the neighbors all the way, without the slightest abnormality. As he passed under the inn, he walked quickly, and disappeared at the end of the town in a short time. Mu Jun's divine sense followed the woman out of the town, and when she walked to a no-man's corner, she saw the woman rushing into the forest with her legs drawn, hiding in the grass, biting her sleeve and crying very sadly.

When two bald heads appeared at the top of the staircase, Mu Jun withdrew his consciousness and let her go. Xuan Su slowed down, respectfully walked to Mu Jun's table, pinched the trick and saluted Mu Jun, and without saying much, stood silently in front of her. Xuanhua saw his brother like this, so he learned from him to stand on the other side. Mu Jun tugged at the corners of his mouth, and sighed in his heart: When he was in Yunhua, there were four followers, and he had never enjoyed this kind of treatment once. I never thought that in a foreign land, there were ordinary servants, and life was really a wonderful thing.

"I don't ask you about your past, and I don't ask you about where you came from. Mu Jun said softly, she held the teacup, but she didn't drink it. Xuanhua, who was opposite, had a stiff face and looked at his brother nervously.

After listening to what Mu Jun said, Xuan Su didn't explain, but only leaned over. Mu Jun looked at the bald head, with countless scars on it, and the hardships of the past can be imagined, so it was a little boring. Take out the spirit stone and put it on the table: "Hold it and test your spirit root." ”

Xuan Su instantly raised his head and stared at the spirit measuring stone on the table, took a deep breath, trembled and stretched out his hand to hold it tightly, black and white accounted for half of each other, Mu Jun raised his eyebrows, it was the same spiritual root as Mo Fei: heaven-level golden water spiritual root.

Xuansu looked at Mu Jun's face nervously, and when he saw her slightly bowed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to hand the spirit stone to Xuanhua, who was eager to try.

Xuanhua quickly took it and held it in his hand, and after three breaths, the entire spirit stone was covered with cyan, and the color was slightly light: Xuan-level wind spirit root. Mu Jun blinked, she now had to wonder if there were a lot of single spirit roots in this cultivation realm.

Mu Jun put away the spirit measuring stone, and when he saw the two bald young men opposite, he looked at him expectantly, so he hid the spirit root level: "Xuansu is the golden water spirit root, and Xuanhua is the wind spirit root." ”

Xuansu and Xuanhua opened their eyes wide, their faces couldn't hide their excitement, Xuanhua stretched out his hand to hold Xuansu, his eyes were red, and he choked up: "Brother, we all have spiritual roots, we can all cultivate immortals, and no one will dare to bully us in the future......"

Xuan Su pursed his lips, patted him on the shoulder, nodded with red eyes, and tears couldn't help but fall.

When the brothers had finished eating, the three of them got on the horses they had bought from the innkeeper and left the town. Mu Jun hadn't ridden a horse for many years, and she was a little unaccustomed to its bumps, so she had to levitate on the horse's back, but she could get by, but the speed was too slow.

Every time he rests, Xuansu will carefully choose a clean place and spread a mat for Mu Jun to rest. If they saw fresh fruit on the roadside, they would pick a few for Mu Jun. Mu Jun never refused his offer, she knew he was seeking peace of mind.

Half a month passed, the three of them stopped by the river, Xuansu and Xuanhua were mortal bodies, they needed to eat to replenish their strength, Mu Jun didn't say much, and when he saw that they couldn't hold on, he chose a place to rest. The two brothers were on the river, nibbling on the packets of dry food.

In the distance, a horse carrying a woman in gray clothes, seeing them resting, also struggled to get off the horse, and led the horse to the river to drink, and she herself buried her head in the water and gulped a few big sips, regardless of the clothes that fell into the water. After drinking the water, he sat on the bank, holding a piece of dry food and gnawing slowly, and glanced at Mu Jun sitting by the river from time to time.

"Brother, what does that woman want to do?" Xuanhua grabbed the head that had grown hair, and looked at the woman over there: "Why didn't her immortal master come to her?"

"The owner doesn't care, and we don't have to deal with her. Xuansu choked on a mouthful of dry food and poured a large mouthful of water.

"Brother, don't you regret it?" Xuanhua said in a low voice: "If I had known earlier that I was a mutant spirit root, you would have been a golden and water dual spirit root, and you could cultivate immortals." With such qualifications, even if you are in front of the three major families, you will be fighting to accept apprentices, why do you need to ......" Xuanhua saw that his brother's face turned cold, and he knew that he was going to teach himself a lesson again, so he swallowed back the words in his heart.

Xuansu didn't say much, and led the horses to the river to wash and let them relax. From time to time he glanced at the woman sitting cross-legged on the stone and staring, he could not explain to his brother what he was feeling, and when he saw her for the first time, it was as if someone had said in his heart: follow her, follow her closely. The voice had taken him out of danger several times, and he followed his inner voice and followed her.

Two days later, the three of them came out of the small road and stepped on a ten-zhang wide road, looking at the smooth and clean avenue, Mu Jun was a little in a trance, this was like the road in his previous life. Mu Jun took a closer look and found that the entire road was built with soil condensation, but he didn't know which local tyrant had such a big deal.

The further you go, the more pedestrians you will find on the road, and the several exquisite and spacious carriages coming and going on the road, Mu Jun checked that most of the people sitting on them are mortals who have not cultivated, but they should be extraordinary.

If there is a Qi cultivator sitting, the driver will proudly shake the golden whip in his hand, and the other vehicles will quickly flash to the side to make way for him.

Of course, there will also be Qi cultivators who ride horses or walk, and most of them are scattered immortals like Mu Jun, dressed in various robes, men, women, and children. Most of the crowds will be unhurried and laugh and talk all the way, and occasionally the lone walker, passing by the smiling crowd, will be cautious, and after the passing, they will breathe a sigh of relief and leave quickly.

It is rare for a female Qi cultivator like Mu Jun to take three mortals. Mortals passing by would look at her curiously, and when they fell on the three of Xuansu, they became more arrogant. The Qi cultivators who passed by saw Mu Jun walking calmly, but they were much more normal to Xuansu and the others.

This feeling of being free in the crowd reminds Mu Jun of that distant world, the long-lost liveliness.

Soon this leisurely was broken, followed by a tall black carriage, and a man's arrogant voice came from inside: "I don't know that anyone can walk freely on the current Changti Avenue?"

Xuansu and Xuanhua, who were following behind Mu Jun, glanced at each other, and saw that the person in front of them was sitting firmly on horseback, still leisurely, so they also pretended not to hear and continued to ride forward.

"It's really an eyesore," I don't know if it was ignored, so I was annoyed and angry, and the man couldn't hide his anger: "Abolish them." ”

(To be continued.) )

PS: The second shift is finished today