When it comes to grandeur, it is easy to think of the magnificent palace at first. It's just that now in Mu Aotian, it is really someone outside the world, you think something is really unheard of and unseen, but in fact it is just a frog at the bottom of the well!

Rakshasa Gate, the left hall of the main hall.

As the saying goes, there is no cave, just looking up at the exquisite jade is enough to surprise people! The high hanging wall is a whole piece of jade carved with the pattern of birds, animals, flowers, plants and branches, and the beams and pillars are inlaid with gold beads and silver threads. As far as the eye can see, the scene in the hall is magnificent, and the magnificence is jaw-dropping and unbelievable.

Mu Aotian here was immersed in a full shock, and Nan Ye over there took out a turquoise short flute from his arms without saying a word and handed it to his lips.

'Woo' A long, deep flute sound sounded and spread almost to all corners of the hall.

Then, countless black shadows surged like lightning from all directions in the hall in an instant, and within a moment, the originally empty and glorious hall was suddenly crowded with black-clothed people, and the golden and weird patterns on the black sleeves were extremely eye-catching!

"Left Hall Master!" The deafening sound woke up Mu Aotian, whose brain was still a little stagnant, and looked at the black-clothed people who were brushing all over the hall, and the echo in his ears seemed to be stormy, and it seemed to have the tendency of overwhelming mountains and seas, which made people feel uncontrollable and surging!

The neatness and unity of Rusi, the vast momentum of the group, suddenly seemed to see a majestic and majestic army that could be destroyed by just waving the general's hand! If they are used militarily, with brilliant strategy, they will surely wipe out the army of a powerful country in the blink of an eye! The roar of the dragon and the roar of the lion were as violent, making Mu Aotian's blood fever all over his body, and he vaguely noticed that the ground under his feet was shaking, and his black eyes flashed with excitement. This is the first time that she has been greatly moved and moved physically and mentally!

At the beginning, she reluctantly took over the Rakshasa Gate, just because of those disciples who were in hot pursuit and the changes at that time, in order to quickly make herself stronger, and for the Rakshasa Gate, she did have a certain responsibility that needed to be controlled. In the past ten years, she only got the news of the Rakshasa Gate in the mouth of the South Night, and she made a little plan to push the Rakshasa Gate to a glorious situation, but the only regret is that she has never stepped into the Rakshasa Gate, let alone contacted the disciples outside the South Night. She originally thought that she was just secretly being the young master behind the Rakshasa Gate, and after her goal was achieved, she would send her identity and rights as the master of the martial arts, and find the stinky old man back at the ends of the world and reclaim the Rakshasa Gate. Since then, he has been at ease, looking for a husband who is willing to join the family, and his father and brother will enjoy their old age.

After all, the world is unpredictable, and now the misfortune made her see such a shocking scene, the sonorous and arrogant blood, the surging and majestic ambition came to the face, like a giant dragon hovering in the sky and roaring, the howling sound went straight to the sky, breaking the cloud soul, and what a lofty atmosphere under the shock! Such a group of loyal people are willing to hide themselves in the world for the sake of the Rakshasa Gate, and make sweaty and bloody efforts and achievements in such an underground where no one cares. They are young and vigorous, but they pin their life's ambitions on the Rakshasa Gate! This is a shocking gamble, betting on their brilliant and happy life, gambling on their destiny, and the gambling chips of this sky-high gambling are actually in her hands!

The hand hanging by his side shrank suddenly, and the originally chaotic thoughts suddenly opened up in an instant, all the worries disappeared, and the eyes suddenly became clear.

When the destiny comes, why is it difficult to adapt?

In that case, why doesn't she take charge of this gamble and hold it in the palm of her hand?!

Looking at the many disciples in front of him who had not yet been seen, thinking of the eagerness of the friendship between each other, Nan Ye's eyes warmed, nodded stiffly, looked at Mu Aotian again, and introduced coldly, "This is the young master. ”

Without the slightest doubt, without the slightest hesitation, there was another earth-shattering sonorous and powerful shout, "The disciples of the Evil Thirteen Palaces see the door master!" At this time, Mu Aotian had already taken over the Rakshasa Gate, and all the disciples did not hesitate to be called the master of the door.

Mu Aotian's phoenix eyes swept over everyone, calming the hot blood tumbling in his chest, and a smile of great satisfaction and confidence appeared on his mouth, "The master of this sect is ashamed, I have not come to visit you in recent years, and when I came here today, my performance surprised the master of this sect!" ”

"Thanks to the wrong love of the door master!" The disciples squeezed their chests again.

"Good!" Mu Aotian smiled happily, his eyes stared at the expressions of everyone in front of him with unusually firm determination, the joy in his eyes overflowed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "The shock that you bring to the master of this sect, the master of this door will never forget it in this life!" ”

"I, Xinyue'er and so on!"

The praise in front is like foreshadowing in the back, but the short five words are like a huge stone hammer hitting everyone's hearts, with an entangled warmth. This is unprecedented for them, and it is the only one they have been moved by in this life!

Years later, when they are old and decrepit, everything they recall this day is as clear as if they were yesterday.

In the hall where they had lived for many years, such a young man of infinite beauty and extraordinary beauty, his bright red clothes floated, and he hunted. Those deep eyes are like a bottomless pit that attracts people to explore, it is an unfathomable abyss, but they have no hesitation to devote themselves to it, creating an eternal and undefeated myth that belongs to them!

Standing beside Mu Aotian, Nan Ye's body stiffened, and he looked sideways slightly, looking at the incomparably beautiful flowers in front of him that had grown from the flower bones in the past to the incomparably beautiful flowers that were now blooming, and the throbbing that was suppressed in his heart was even more imminent. is so dazzling, so gorgeous and glamorous, and has faded away from the innocence and beauty of the past, it is so that he can't take his eyes off!

I don't know when he started to follow this girl in everything. He watched the girl grow up little by little, watching her as fresh and vivid as a flower, growing into the rippling beauty of today, and a smile could take away the peace in his heart.

I still remember the first time they met, he was just a small existence that grew up in the Rakshasa Gate and was hidden among thousands of people. In the Rakshasa Sect, which is full of talents, there are countless people with strong martial arts, how can he be an unknown boy? His step-by-step efforts, countless days and nights of hard work, finally won the favor of the old master, and he was able to follow dozens of high-ranking disciples to follow the old master. It wasn't until he was sixteen years old that he learned of the existence of the young master from the old master, and was later sent to persuade the young master to succeed to the throne.

He met the woman who had influenced his life, and it was the doom of his life.

The Buddha said, a glance for ten thousand years. He thought how thankful he was that he had waited for thousands of years in his previous life, and that he had been accompanied by him in this life without asking for anything in return.

"Never give up!" The black-clothed disciples in the hall knelt on the ground as if they had made an appointment, their heads bowed and swore their will and loyalty to the master. They, gambling with their lives, entrusted themselves to this young boy!

Loyalty, coexistence with trust!

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"Come on, come on, door master, try the craftsmanship of your subordinates!"

"Don't be polite to me, eat more, look at this thin body!"

"Door master, my subordinates will take you around later, and you will like it here!"

"The ...... of the Doorman"

Nan Ye's face twitched a little and looked at the group of men around Mu Aotian, and a sense of powerlessness arose. Since Mu Aotian relaxed his mood and casually talked with the disciples, the momentum of the original master of the door suddenly disappeared, and it no longer existed, and the inferiority that was hidden and concealed appeared in front of the disciples in such a red way.

At first, the disciples with straight faces couldn't help but be a little surprised, but at the end of the day, looking at the scene they were getting along with at this time, they were like brothers, and the so-called hierarchical etiquette was turned into dead things and was left behind by them. If the old master was here at this time, according to his upright temperament, I am afraid that he would beat his chest and stomp his feet and call it evil.

Looking at the dedication of the group of disciples again, Nan Ye silently took a step back, insisting on not being with them!

In the face of such enthusiastic disciples, Mu Aotian was also quite helpless, looking at their sincere and eager expressions, the rejection that he originally wanted to say was swallowed back into his stomach.

After a full meal, Mu Aotian touched his slightly bulging belly, and with a group of disciples going around, he looked at the entire inside of the Rakshasa Gate, and from time to time he was amazed and spoke and pointed out from time to time, and he was busy for an afternoon, and then he dismissed the group of unusually enthusiastic disciples and lay in the master bedroom of the door that had been prepared early.

Mu Aotian pressed his sour neck with his hand, glanced at Nanye, who was still standing like a stake, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his lips were slightly curled, and said, "Today, I found something strange. These brothers of yours have such a warm temperament, how did they give birth to such an outlier as you? "Cold as ice, wood as solid stone.

Nanye stood straight, unmoved.

These disciples were well-versed in the art of assassination, and naturally they were extremely good at the art of disguise. Therefore, they do not have an absolutely fixed temperament, and they cannot maintain the same temperament, they only need to know that they treat their friends with sincerity and righteousness. In fact, if you talk about their nature, I am afraid that it is even more than his cold face!

Of course, he didn't say anything like this, let Mu Aotian discover it alone.

Seeing that Nanye didn't answer, Mu Aotian didn't care, and said to himself: "Seriously, the Rakshasa Gate is a good place, and when things are dealt with in the future, I will definitely retire here!" Thinking of that peaceful and comfortable life, my beautiful eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, as if I was enjoying it very much.

Hearing this, Nan Ye retracted his gaze to look ahead, turned slightly, and looked at Mu Aotian's half-asleep appearance at this time, and his heart moved again.

This entire Rakshasa Gate is you, so what's the point if you want to retire?

After a long time, when there was a steady breathing sound in his ears, and he looked at Mu Aotian's quiet and soft face, Nan Ye slowly stepped forward, tucked a quilt on for the sleeping woman, turned around and left quietly.

Night, and long.