Lu Dieyi smiled bitterly, her eyes were full of infinite emotion, she didn't know that she was still herself at the moment? Why does he never have the slightest hatred for such a person who should be a mortal enemy, and will spare no effort to help him, is this the so-called love?

"Now you have the qualifications for restoration, don't you?" Mu Feng smiled lightly.

"But this is not what I wanted, the spirit kingdom was already full of holes and storms before you came."

"But your soldiers are still very combative, aren't they?"

"Do you know what I want to do most right now?" Lu Dieyi smiled bitterly, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, looking at Mu Feng, her voice was soft and watery, and she asked.

"Restoration!" Mu Feng said two words without thinking, Lu Dieyi has been wandering and coming to the West Night since the defeat, but she didn't expect that in just a few months, the West Night has undergone earth-shaking changes, and in the end, it has become a vaguely comparable existence to a large country among many small countries, which shows how capable she is.

The greater a person's ability, the greater the responsibility, the reason why Lu Dieyi worked hard to support and endure humiliation, and even once thought about marrying the monarch of the West Night Kingdom in order to maximize his strength, the purpose was to return to the Spirit Kingdom, so Mu Feng blurted out almost without thinking, and Mu Feng really couldn't think of any other purpose for her.

"I just want to find a place to be with my loved one right now, to go to a tavern for a drink, to walk in the moonlight with him when it's dark, to have a lot to say when I walk, and to feel safe when I hug each other."

Lu Dieyi's eyes were full of longing, looking at the hazy moon in the sky, as if he was immersed in his own fantasy, his delicate thin lips rose slightly, revealing a yearning smile.

Mu Feng frowned, Lu Dieyi's words made him feel surprised, he turned his head and looked at Lu Dieyi beside him with complicated eyes, he didn't know why Lu Dieyi suddenly said this to himself.

"Male and female affection is a luxury for people like us." After a while, Mu Feng said with a wry smile and a sigh.

"But there will be a day when wishes will come true, won't they? As long as you are willing to work hard for it, your fantasy can become a dream, and your dream may not be unrealized. Lu Dieyi turned around and looked straight at Mu Feng with beautiful eyes.

"Many times we stubbornly think that we must meet an indispensable person in our lives, but when that person leaves inexplicably, we will realize how stupid our stubbornness was. Rather than looking at such meaningless dreams, I prefer to focus on what I have to do! ”

Mu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, he looked at the quiet night scene in the distance.

"Your goal now is to kill Zhao Chong and regain the honor that belongs to your shogunate, but what about after this goal is accomplished?" Lu Dieyi chuckled, shook his head, looked at Mu Feng, and asked sincerely.

"No one can say what will happen in the future, and the things in front of you have not been done yet, so if you think about the future, it will be a little ambitious." Mu Feng replied with a bitter smile.

"In the past time, we always have so many conversations about the past that we can't tell whether it is friendship or missed love in the past years. You go, I'll catch up as soon as I can. ”

Lu Dieyi seemed to be saying to Mu Feng, and it seemed to be talking to herself, Mu Feng didn't hear her words too clearly, but she heard her let herself leave.

"Take care, see you in Tsukijo!" Mu Feng nodded, and ran towards them quickly under the gaze of the impotent waiting under the sand dunes.

Looking at the back of Mu Feng and his party gradually moving away, Lu Dieyi's eyes were red, and crystal tears dripped down her delicate face, and the heartbreaking touch made people moved.

Under the cover of night, Mu Feng and his group of five people rode slowly on a tall horse in the direction of worshipping the moon, it was another sleepless night, Zhuo Zichen and the others looked a little tired after the previous consumption, and they were even more drowsy on the horseback.

"I'm so tired, why does Mu Feng have to leave in such a hurry?" Impotent and weakly looked at Mu Feng on the side, feeling that this guy had never moved his mouth before, he was not tired, he was guilty.

"It's been a day's errand, I'd rather be early than late, wouldn't I?" Mu Feng replied with an indifferent smile.

Although everyone is very tired, riding a horse is better than walking, looking at their exhausted appearance, Mu Feng also has a feeling of crying and laughing in his heart, thanks to them today, otherwise it is not certain that the victory or defeat is as Lu Dieyi said, even if he wins, he will probably lose both.

A few days later, in the splendid palace of Yuecheng, the capital of the Moon Worship Emperor, Zhao Chong, who was dressed in gorgeous splendid costumes, leaned on the throne with a haggard face, while Long Ao, who had not had time to change into clean robes, knelt in front of him.

"Are you saying that Mu Feng took the people of the West Night and ate my 200,000 elites in one bite?" Zhao Chong's voice was low, and he asked towards Long Ao, who had no emotion at all.

"Yes, he asked me to give this to you." Long Ao nodded, and hurriedly took out a banner written by Mu Feng with his own blood from his arms, and held it in front of Zhao Chong with both hands.

Zhao Chong glanced at an attendant beside him, and the attendant quickly came to Long Ao and took the bloody flag to Zhao Chong, Zhao Chong frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, and then glanced at Long Ao suspiciously, and finally ordered someone to open the flag in front of him.

When he saw the few lines written in blood on it, Zhao Chong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed arrogantly, his voice was old but full of cruelty.

"Return to the grass seal Zen, go back and forth to Nanshan, visit the real residence, extinguish the candle and be full of light, shine out the source of ten thousand times, and the sunset fog is light." After Zhao Chong laughed wildly, he actually read these lines of poetry with great appreciation, and the two attendants who did not know the mystery heard his recitation, and hurriedly clapped their horses and applauded him.

"Return, come, set, extinguish, shine, heavy" Zhao Chong listened to the cheers and flattery of the attendants around him, his eyes changed slightly, and he pointed to the first words of these poems and read them out word by word.

Hearing him say this, the two attendants' faces suddenly changed greatly, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Chong to beg for mercy, Zhao Chong snorted coldly and threw the blood flag in his hand on the ground, and pulled out a white long sword next to the throne, a white light flashed, and the two attendants fell beside him with a "flutter", and the blood stained the marble floor red along the neck.

"Your Majesty is angry!" Seeing this scene, Long Ao suddenly felt a chill in his back and hurriedly knelt on the ground to persuade Zhao Chong.

"Anger? Haha, why should I be angry, I'm so happy now, I've never had such a happy moment in so long, Mu Feng, Mu Feng, are you finally no longer a shrunken turtle and ready to come to me? Zhao Zhong glanced at Long Ao with a playful face, put the white long sword into the sheath, didn't care at all, and sat back on the throne comfortably and sneered.

Seeing that Zhao Chong suddenly became like this, Long Ao was even more worried in his heart, and looked at him in confusion, not knowing what to say.

"But General Long, when I ensured you wealth and glory, do you repay me in this way now?" After Zhao Chong laughed, his eyes looked at Long Ao who was kneeling in front of him, at this moment, there were only two of them left in the palace, and Zhao Chong could clearly hear Long Ao's rough gasp.

He seemed to enjoy the feeling of others being afraid of him, and walked from the throne to Long Ao, bending down slightly and staring at Long Ao up and down, which made Long Ao feel creepy and even had some difficulty breathing.

"Your Majesty, things are not what you imagined, Mu Feng now has several cultivators around him, and they are all extremely powerful, and we are not their opponents at all." Long Ao hurriedly explained.

"I had already thought that more than 100 of my assassination guards had died in Qingxuanzong, but he thought that he could kill back here with just a few cultivators to take revenge? It's just wishful thinking, okay, you go down! Zhao Zhong replied with a sneer and a contemptuous face.

Seeing Zhao Chong's confident appearance in his hands, Long Ao was also relieved, and after getting Zhao Chong's instructions, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, his legs and feet were numb, and he tried his best to maintain a composure, and he stood up from the ground and saluted Zhao Chong respectfully, and then turned around to walk out of this palace that made him feel suffocated.

However, as soon as he turned around, Zhao Chong, who was standing behind him, suddenly waved one hand, and a three-inch-long cold ice sword pierced directly from behind him, Long Ao looked down at his chest with a shocked face, and just wanted to turn around to look at the person behind him, but fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion.

"You have no value to me, just seek justice for the 200,000 soldiers who died, and you should also die!" Zhao Zhong looked at Long Ao's corpse on the ground, said indifferently, and then entered the side hall behind the throne with steady steps.

In front of a bronze mirror in the side hall, what was reflected in the bronze mirror was not Zhao Chong, but an incomparably illusory gray phantom.

"You took the initiative to find me at such a time, you must have good news to tell me, right?" The phantom in the mirror said in a low and hoarse voice.

"That's good news, but it's a little tricky." Zhao Zhong replied coldly.

"Why?"

"According to reliable sources, Mu Feng is coming to worship the moon, and the purpose of his trip should be to trouble me." Zhao Zhong said in a deep voice.

"With his strength, he is not your opponent, you just need to be careful not to be injured by his Sanqing Sword Style, you are now the monarch of the Moon Worship Kingdom, and after the lives of tens of thousands of people force him to use the Sanqing Sword Style, he will have no ability to resist." The Phantom replied coldly.

"Of course I know, but the tricky thing now is that there are a lot of cultivators around him, and all of them are not low, I'm afraid that in case~" Zhao Chong frowned and said worriedly.

"One is the chief disciple of the Qingxuan Sect, the other is the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and there is also a leader of the Water Moon Sect, plus a Xia Ruolan in the late stage of the earth level, although it seems to be very tricky, but you can rest assured, they can't make a move on you."

"You actually know so much" Zhao Chong was a little surprised, he didn't expect this guy in the mirror to know Mu Feng and the people around him so well, it was a little unexpected.

"Do you think I don't really know anything because I've never set foot in you? I'll have someone help you, but I don't want anything to go wrong until then. After the phantom voice said a cold word, it gradually faded and finally disappeared into the bronze mirror, leaving only Zhao Chong alone in the empty side hall, his eyes were gloomy and deep in thought.

In the territory of Baiyue, the five of them went all the way to the direction of Nanshan, deliberately avoiding the crowded towns and villages on the way, trying to choose some secluded mountain roads to enter the new entrance, and occasionally finding some small towns for some supplies.

Time passed day by day, and it didn't take long to hear the news that the front line was in a hurry to send troops to invade the moon, and Mu Feng, who was sitting under a tea shed, smiled with relief, everything was in his expectations.

"Mu Feng is not my mouthy, in my opinion, you and Miss Lu are really a match made in heaven, are you really stupid or fake stupid?" The incompetence who also learned from the passers-by around him that the West Night had begun to invade the moon worship turned his head to look at Mu Feng on the side, and said to him with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"What?" Mu Feng looked at the incompetents in surprise and asked with a blank expression.

"It's really the authorities who are obsessed with bystanders, I can see it, do you see it?" The incompetent and angry Bai glanced at Mu Feng, and then turned to look at Zhuo Zichen and Xia Ruolan on the side and asked.

Zhuo Zichen and Xia Ruolan looked at each other, shook their heads with a wry smile, and did not deny or be sure, looking at their appearance, it clearly meant that it was just like that.

"What the hell are you thinking? Aren't you touched at all when people help you like this? Seeing that Mu Feng still didn't have any reaction, he was a little incompetent, and he got up and blocked in front of Mu Feng, a posture that if you don't make it clear today, don't think about it, Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"She and I are just taking what we need, not what you think we are."

", this is you, I have to slap him twice if I were someone else, I really don't know what this thing on my neck contains, it's quite bright on weekdays, and it's all in the paste at a critical moment?" Incompetent, he sat on the chair in front of Mu Feng and sulked.

His words, coupled with such a funny look, immediately attracted a burst of laughter from Zhuo Zichen and others, this guy is a typical emperor who is not in a hurry and a eunuch is in a hurry.

In fact, Mu Feng also felt a little bit in his heart, but he didn't want to have too much to do with Lu Dieyi, although he had been looking at her for a long time, he had never felt anything strange about her, and now he had one person living in his heart, how could he squeeze into another person?

Mu Feng didn't know, he just instinctively chose to avoid it, and some things were better to forget than to take them seriously.