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Wooden house, in the middle of the villa mansion.

This mansion has maintained a cold and silent atmosphere for more than a month, and recently because the old man Mu has passed the dangerous period, he has finally recovered a little joy.

"Ahem!"

The old man walked out of the house with a cane, and after he coughed twice, he gently looked up at the sun, and his cloudy eyes emitted a glow.

Feeling the breath of sunshine again, Old Man Mu felt a little like a world away.

"Grandpa, the flower doctor said that the poison on your body has not been completely cleaned, and the steel bars still need to be recuperated!"

Mu Yiyi walked in from the outside with a bowl of medicine, and when she saw that Old Man Mu walked out alone, she hurriedly put down the medicine bowl, went up to help Old Man Mu, and said angrily: "Why are you so disobedient!"

"Hahaha!"

Old Man Mu laughed heartily, although the middle stage of the laughter was not very sufficient, but it made people feel very good: "Old man, I finally picked up a life, naturally I want to see if the sun is as bright as ever!"

He himself thought that this time he was going to see the old chief.

But I didn't expect him to survive in the end.

Thinking of this, his eyes looked at this granddaughter who was usually a little rebellious and a little temperamental, and the whole Mu family was fine, but she tried her best to find a medicine for herself.

"Grandpa, sit down first!" Mu Yiyi helped Grandpa sit down on the chair next to him.

"Yiyi, old man, I'm already old, but I'm just dead, you still have a good life, don't be so stupid in the future!" Old Man Mu patted the back of Mu Yiyi's hand and said.

Mu Yiyi's trip is dangerous, he wants to know, there is a way, as long as he speaks, and none of the people who followed Mu Yiyi dared to speak to him.

What he is more interested in now is the young man in the cottage.

"Grandpa won't die!" Mu Yiyi said persistently.

"Life is inherently dead, what are the regrets!"

Old Man Mu was very carefree: "I led the troops into Miao Village back then, and now they come to me for revenge, which is also a matter of course!"

The grievances of the rivers and lakes are inexplicable.

In the battle to liberate the southwest, everything had to be considered for the sake of the overall situation, but he did kill many innocent people.

"Grandpa, you know a blind fortune teller!"

Mu Yiyi asked suddenly.

"Fortune teller?" Old Man Mu said: "These gods have all been killed by the great grandfather, and the people who know each other are almost dead!"

The big movement back then hit them fortune tellers.

"I met a person this time, he seems to know grandpa!" Mu Yiyi pondered for a moment and said, "His name is grandpa Mu Sissy!"

"That old bastard?"

When Old Man Mu was young, he was a scholar, and his long lips were red and his teeth were white, he was handsome and a little girly, and he did things with some ink, so he had a nickname of a wooden sissy.

But the people who dare to call him that are already dead.

"Could it be him?"

Old Man Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and the fortune teller will call him Mu Sissy, so he should be alone.

"No way, he's dead!"

Old Man Mu shook his head.

"Grandpa, I'm going to decentralize the place!" Mu Yiyi didn't ask for an answer, and she didn't cling to the end, she said suddenly.

"Where to go?"

"Zhongzhou!"

"Zhongzhou?"

Old Man Mu looked up and glanced at her with a somewhat playful look.

The third generation of the Mu family, Mu Yiyi is in politics.

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"On the rivers and lakes, the most powerful are the two Dao and the Demon!"

"The Dao Gate is naturally dominated by the Kunlun Immortal Sect, it is rumored that the mountain gate of the Kunlun Immortal Sect is above the Nine Heavens, except for the Kunlun disciples, few people know where their mountain gate is!"

"The Demon Gate is naturally the Six Ways of the Demon Gate, when the Demon Gate was in the Republic of China, it supported the Jiang Dynasty, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Demon Gate has disappeared!"

Mr. Zhao is a storyteller and begins to tell stories with great interest.

He was the last swordsman in Qingshanzhai, and he should have inherited the spirit of a few swordsmen who died on the battlefield, inheriting the spirit of swordsmen, and traveling the rivers and lakes.

When he was young, he was also a man full of enthusiasm and ambition, and if it weren't for that hero, he wouldn't have hid in this small mountain village.

In the catastrophe of sixty or seventy years, the Tenth Bureau of National Security, which was established by Grandpa Tai to represent the lawbreakers in the government's suppression of martial arts, almost slaughtered the entire rivers and lakes.

He, the last swordsman of Qingshan Village, was almost implicated, and finally returned to Qingshan Village in a gloomy manner.

However, after all, he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he knows a lot about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"It is rumored that the people of the Demon Gate have gained a foothold overseas!"

"But they never dared to return to China, for fear that the government would settle accounts after the autumn!"

"In addition to the Daomen and the Demon Gate, there are many ancient martial arts hidden families, I don't know much about this, these mysterious and mysterious families, rumors are thousands of years old, based on martial arts, passed down from generation to generation, at least one grandmaster strong person suppressed, and whenever it comes to troubled times, it will come out to stir up the world!"

"Quanzhen, Wudang, Qingcheng, Emei, these sects are only below this sect and the demon gate, but they are not weak, at least there are innate martial artists among the sects!"

Old Man Zhao's eyes were full of nostalgia, nostalgic for the days when he roamed the rivers and lakes: "Innate martial artists can resist bullets, unless they touch the encirclement and suppression of armored troops, otherwise these people are very dangerous!"

"Of course, the government can suppress the forces of the rivers and lakes, in addition to the nuclear deterrence, there are also some new sects of sincerity, such as several major factions of the inner fist are actually supported by the government!"

"For example, it is the Bagua Gate, the Xingyi Gate, the Wing Chun Gate......"

"They are all knives supported by the government to suppress the old forces in the rivers and lakes, if they encounter it, they can hide, in the sixties and seventies, these sects have destroyed many martial arts families!"

Old Man Zhao said very carefully, which made Jiang Feng listen to it like thunder, and his eyes sparkled brightly.

For the forces of the rivers and lakes, he has some spectrum in his heart.

"Shanwa, the forces of the rivers and lakes have been suppressed, but they have not been eliminated, they have just turned from light to darkness, you have to be careful in the future, you will be guilty of it, your cultivation of aura food is estimated to lure some wolves to the door!"

Old Man Zhao looked at Jiang Feng with a pair of eyes and instructed him.

"If there is a wolf, then fight the wolf!" a sneer rose at the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

He was the sect master of the Immortal Immortal Sect, and he was afraid of the natives of the earth.

Give him a few years, let him restore the Jindan cultivation, he can sweep the earth, if he breaks through the Yuanying realm, he can carry nuclear weapons directly in his physical body, and there is nothing on the earth that makes him jealous.

The two of them chatted about the rivers and lakes with each other, which made Jiang Feng have more and more a definition of the so-called rivers and lakes.

At this time, the village chief Zhao Dashan finally returned.