Chapter 8 Departure

Every time Mu Xuan took a step forward, the crowd took a step back, until he left the historian's house, until Mu Xuan's figure disappeared at the end of the street.

It was finally dark, and overnight, two major events occurred in Qingni Town one after another, the Shi family was exterminated, and Mu Ning was deposed Qiyuan.

This also seems to indicate that the hundred-year-long tranquility of Qingni Town is coming to an end.

At this time, there was a carriage parked at the back door of the Mu family, and Mu Qing and Mu Hong were standing next to the carriage, Mu Xuan walked out of the back door with Mu Ning in his arms, and carefully put Mu Ning into the carriage.

Mu Ning's eyes were tightly closed, he was breathing evenly, but his face was slightly pale.

After Mu Xuan gave a last loving glance at Mu Ning, who was still in a coma, he lowered the curtain of the car.

Mu Hong, who was standing next to the carriage, walked up to Mu Xuan and couldn't help but ask Mu Xuan, "Big brother, have you really decided?"

"Well, I was wrong for fifteen years, and I can't go on like this. ”

Mu Xuan's voice was full of deep exhaustion and powerlessness.

"Third brother, send Ning'er there, you will stay with Ning'er in the future, don't let him be bullied again. ”

Mu Qing took a step forward, although he was angry, but he also understood that even if Mu Ning's Qi Yuan was abolished, I am afraid that he would no longer be able to live in Qingni Town.

"Big brother, don't worry, that Qingfeng Village has received the favor of our Mu family for decades, and the manor we built there is also very hidden, and Ning'er will definitely be able to live safely there. ”

"Third brother, take care!" Mu Hong clenched his fist to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing jumped into the carriage, pulled the reins, and the horse neighed and drove into the distance!

"Ning'er, don't blame Dad, Dad just wants you to live peacefully, be an ordinary person, live!"

Tonight's night is obscured by dark clouds, and the sky is like ink.

On an ancient road hundreds of miles away from Qingni Town, through the thin moonlight, dozens of figures can be faintly seen standing on the ancient road.

Among the dozens of figures, there was a person standing in front of these people with a handrail, he was dressed in brown clothes, and his eyebrows were cold and majestic.

"Haven't you had the whereabouts of the young sect master yet?"

The man only let out a loud shout, and the people standing in front of him hurriedly lowered their heads.

"Hmph, what's the use of my Northern Sect raising you waste? If you don't have the whereabouts of the young sect master before dawn, you..."

"You don't have to see the sun of tomorrow again!"

"Elder Mo is angry, let's go find the young sect master!"

The men answered very neatly, and hurried into the night.

Under the ancient road, Mo Sheng stood with his armrests, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked an inscrutable smirk.

"Bei Han, Bei Han, do you also want to get that artifact? Hmph! When your brother Beichen breaks through to the Shen Dan realm, if you can really get away with that artifact, it will only be a wedding dress for your brother Beichen!"

"Good birds choose trees to perch, Beihan, the longer you disappear, the more beneficial it will be for your brother Beichen!"

Mo Sheng's eyes showed a fierce look, his figure shook, and he disappeared into the darkness.

As Mo Sheng disappeared, a scream suddenly came from the darkness.

"Elder Mo.. You.. Why ....."

"Why? For myself!"

On this ancient road, a horse-drawn carriage is speeding under the gloomy night.

Mu Qing drove the carriage and passed by the place where Mo Sheng was standing, the ancient road was dark and the road ahead was deep!

The jolting of the carriage did not wake Mu Ning, who lay in the carriage, his body curled up tightly in a coma.

Qingfeng Village is still thousands of miles away from Qingni Town, and due to the bumpy carriage, the "four condensation grasses" are bumped out of Mu Ning's clothes.

After Mu Ning was abolished by Mu Xuan, Qi Yuan fell into a coma, and Mu Xuan did not change his clothes for Mu Ning.

Although the "four-leaf grass" is not a divine grass, it can give birth to four leaves among the clovers, which also represents its extraordinary.

Because Mu Ning was in a coma, he didn't see that the "Four Condensation Grass" that was originally picked by Shi Huan actually fell to Mu Ning's eyebrows like a spirit after being bumped out by the carriage.

At the moment when the "Four Condensation Grasses" fell on Mu Ning's eyebrows, the "Four Condensation Grasses" suddenly submerged into Mu Ning's eyebrows.

Mu Qing drove the carriage, and a mountain appeared in front of him, this mountain is Daqing Mountain, through Daqing Mountain, it is not far from Qingfeng Village.

At the foot of Daqingshan is a long mountain road, which is divided into two forks, one leading to Daqingshan and the other passing through Qingfeng Village.

Mu Qing drove the carriage along the mountain road at the foot of Daqing Mountain.

At this time, the night was deeper, and even the songworms rested.

The trail is lined with lush trees, and the sound of horses' hooves and wheels echoes through the trail.

On a flat ground in the depths of Daqing Mountain, there is an extremely luxurious recliner on the flat ground, and a young man in a blue robe lies on the inside of the recliner, and a middle-aged man stands respectfully next to the young man.

"Young master, there seems to be the sound of a carriage!"

The middle-aged man was Meng Qi, and the young man in the blue robe was Ling Xi, the young sect master of Lingyun Pavilion.

Meng Qi stood respectfully beside Ling Xi, and he said to Ling Xi in a low voice.

"Well, I heard you, go check it out!"

Ling Xi stood up from the recliner.

He just shook his shoulders slightly, and then disappeared from Meng Qi's sight.

Meng Qi stood in place in shock, although he had served Ling Xi for decades, he still couldn't see through Ling Xi.

As a sevenfold Innocent Realm, he didn't even capture the young master's movements out of his sight.

He had never seen Ling Xi make a move, but he had heard that Ling Xi had already broken through to the ninth level of the Unsullied Realm at the age of nineteen.

Two years have passed, what kind of terrifying strength will Ling Xi reach now?

Not only did Meng Qi not know, maybe even the pavilion master of Lingyun Pavilion, Ling Xi's father, Ling Can, didn't know.

The night was like ink, and Ling Xi only took dozens of breaths to come to the mountain road at the foot of Daqing Mountain.

He stood in a blue shirt and armrests!

There was a curve in front of him, and the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, Ling Xi was standing in the middle of the mountain road, and just as Mu Qing was driving the carriage around the curve, he saw a figure standing on the road in front of him.

"Get out of the way!"

Mu Qing shouted at the figure, but the figure stood motionless in the middle of the mountain road!

The carriage galloped, and a wave of anger rose in Mu Qing's heart, but as soon as this anger rose, it was forcibly suppressed by Mu Qing, because he was not a lone traveler, and behind him was his nephew Mu Ning, whom he had loved for fifteen years.

Pulling the reins of the horse, Mu Qing pulled it back hard, and the horse let out a "long neigh" and stopped abruptly.

Due to the horse's sudden stop, the car was caused by inertia, and it was about to fly, the moment Mu Qing turned around, he had stretched out his palms, and his palms flashed with a cyan Qi flow, which tightly clamped the carriage and gently put the carriage down.

After doing this, Mu Qing took a deep breath and turned to look at the figure standing in the middle of the mountain road in front of him.

"Oh?"

"Not bad!"

Ling Xi narrowed his eyes and walked towards Mu Qing step by step.

"Who are you, why don't you dodge?" Mu Qing jumped out of the carriage and looked vigilantly at Ling Xi who was walking towards him.

Ling Xi was silent and continued to walk towards Mu Qing.

"Stopβ€”"

Mu Qing let out a loud shout, and a trace of uneasiness faintly rose in his heart.

In this barren mountain range, a person of unknown origin stands in the middle of the mountain road, which is an extremely abnormal thing.

Mu Qing was surrounded by cyan Qi flow, and behind him was Mu Ning, and he did not allow this mysterious person to take another step forward.

"Look at your outfit, it's not from the Northern Underworld Sect. ”

"This young master thought that the unsuccessful Beihan was secretly transporting something. ”

"Sorry excuse me, it's a misunderstanding. ”

Ling Xi stopped moving forward, and under Mu Qing's alert gaze, he walked towards the side of the road.

Mu Qing stared at Ling Xi tightly, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief until Ling Xi retreated to the side of the road.

"Thank you!"

Mu Qing hugged his fist slightly towards Ling Xi, and after holding his fist, he turned around and walked towards the carriage.

At the moment when Mu Qing turned around, at the moment when Mu Qing relaxed his vigilance!

The corners of Ling Xi's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and Ling Xi moved.

Ling Xi's figure flashed away, and a cold light suddenly appeared behind Mu Qing.

Mu Qing turned around in shock, and when he was about to mobilize the Qi flow in his body, what caught his eyes was Ling Xi's evil smile.

"Heh, you're so deceitful!"

Mu Qing's pupils widened, and he watched as a dagger with a gray glow slashed through his throat!

"You ......"

Mu Qing's dilated pupils began to become unfocused.

Blood gushed out of his throat, and Mu Qing fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Let this young master see what is in this carriage!"

Ling Xi raised his foot and kicked Mu Qing's corpse out, stepped out, Ling Xi boarded the carriage, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.

The silent mountain road, the sound of the wind!

After Ling Xi lifted the curtain, he saw Mu Ning and saw Mu Ning curled up in the carriage.

"A teenager?"

Ling Xi frowned, and the dagger glowing with gray glow reappeared in Ling Xi's hand.

"It's really a disappointment, let Ben Shaobai work hard!"

Ling Xi raised his dagger and stabbed it towards Mu Ning's chest.

Just as the dagger glowing with gray glow was about to stab Mu Ning, Ling Xi suddenly stopped.

"Qiyuan was destroyed. ”

Ling Xi looked at Mu Ning's dantian in a daze, and a touch of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Meng Qi wore the dark moonlight and walked respectfully towards the carriage.

Meng Qi's eyes were extremely complicated when he looked at Ling Xi, and he witnessed the whole process of Ling Xi's killing.

Ling Xi could have relied on his own strength to kill that person, but he chose extremely despicable and even shameful means to kill that person.

The closer he got to Ling Xi, the more Meng Qi could feel the unpredictable aura from Ling Xi.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, but the master of his Meng Qi is more dangerous than the tiger.

Ling Xi got out of the carriage, and without even looking at Meng Qi, he walked along the mountain road alone.

"Less. . . Young Sect Master..."