Mu Chen's punch went down, and suddenly his front teeth flew and blood stained his cheeks. The young man covered his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything more. Sometimes, for a person, the shadow is a lifetime.

Facing Mu Chen, who was only ten years old, the young man really couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit, and the gap of ten years, at the entrance of the tribe that day, the punch accompanied by the roar of the cow and the tiger had already shattered his heart. Now goodbye, when he first entered the Qi Acceptance Realm, he found that the young man of that day had already reached the realm of Qi Acceptance in just a few days, although his Qi looked quite weird and black......

At this moment, the two guards had different expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking. But the position of one of them was a little different from the previous one, and it seemed to be closer to the iron prison door.

"Brother, are you going to go by yourself, or will I completely break your legs and carry you away?" Mu Chen's blood-stained palm wiped the back of the young man's shirt, and then said to the young man.

The young man looked at Mu Chen with a complicated expression, and then at the two companions, but did not answer immediately.

Mu Chen didn't ask, but turned to the old man and asked, "Old man, can you still walk?"

"Ahem, the old man wants to see how this junior kneels in front of the spirits of his ancestors and repents before he dies. Walking a few steps, it is still not a problem. The old man leaned against the wall of the prison and struggled to his feet as he spoke.

Mu Chen didn't mean to help him. Because he knows that the old man is proud and can grit his teeth and walk, so he naturally does not need the support of others.

"Brother, the old gentleman can walk with such a serious injury, and your little abrasions on your legs and feet, presumably walking is not a problem. Mu Chen said, standing on tiptoe and patting the young man on the shoulder.

The young man twitched the corners of his mouth, and scolded in his heart: "Lao Tzu's knee was pierced by the old man, and the Achilles tendon at the ankle was stirred by the old man several times inside and out, this kind of injury is called a small abrasion?"

Of course, he can only think about it in his heart.

Looking at Mu Chen's intriguing gaze, and the increasingly heavy strength on his shoulders, he could only say helplessly: "Yes, I can walk." ”

"Open the door and lead the way. Aunts and uncles, I'll take you out. Mu Chen waved his hand, showing an innocent smile, and said to those people in prison.

"Let's go, when I go out, I will definitely let all the clansmen know about this, he Tang clan old kneel and lick that Bifang tribe, if it weren't for Young Master Mu Chen today, we would all be poisoned. ”

"Yes, yes, and the glorious deeds of the patriarch of the Bifang clan in the pigsty, it must be known to the whole of southern Xinjiang, and in the future, the girl of which family will not be allowed to suffer in vain!"

Everyone said in a gossipy manner, and Mu Chen's eyes narrowed into a slit when they heard Mu Chen's laughter.

A heavy voice interrupted everyone's conversation, and also interrupted Mu Chen's smile.

I saw that at the gate of the dungeon, one of the guards opened the door at some point, and most of his body was already standing outside the door.

When the door of the dungeon was closed, the guard's voice spoke: "Young Master Mu Chen wants to go out and let him go naturally, but no one in the prison can reappear in the world." Young Master Mu Chen's Naqi Dacheng is naturally not an opponent, and this matter needs to be reported to the clan elder in person, wronged Brother Tang and Brother Chen. ”

With that, the door closed, followed by the sound of chains winding and locking.

The old brother Tang in the guard's mouth is naturally the young man, and Brother Chen is the remaining guard.

At this moment, the faces of the two are not good-looking, but there are people who are more ugly than their faces, and Mu Chen is one of them.

"Careless......" Mu Chen was a little annoyed in his heart. If the guard really reported to the elder surnamed Tang, then I am afraid that the matter will be a lot of trouble. At least these people in front of him, Mu Chen, can't be saved.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen looked at the guard surnamed Chen with ill intentions, and said, "You, go!

The guard surnamed Chen said with a bitter face: "Young Master Mu Chen, this door is made of stainless steel, and it is specially tempered by craftsmen from the human city at a high price, and the martial artists of the non-soul condensing realm can't open it at all, and the small one is just a small Qi realm, and it can't open the prison door!"

"Is what he said true?" Mu Chen asked, turning to the young man.

The young man nodded, not replying. As the saying goes, if you say too much, you will lose, although this guy in front of him looks no more than ten years old, but he is not ambiguous at all, he doesn't want to be punched by Mu Chen again.

"What do you say!" But the truth is always a little different from what he imagined, Mu Chen saw that the young man just nodded perfunctorily, and there was a burst of anger for no reason, and he raised his hand to his abdomen is a heavy punch, this punch was Mu Chen's anger.

The young man only felt a sharp pain between his stomach and intestines, and he was already unstable on his feet, holding his stomach, leaning against the prison wall, and gradually slid to the ground.

Seeing this, the guard surnamed Chen trembled his shoulders unconsciously, and glanced over his head and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. But in his heart, he couldn't help complaining: "Brother Tang, even if you don't dare to condense qi in front of him, won't you use qi and abdominal cavity...... Why should you be so badly injured in vain......"

In fact, how could this young man himself be so unbearable, the qi that had gathered in his abdomen, chest and arms before was shocked after seeing Mu Chen, and then dispersed...... And Mu Chen often has no warning when he punches, so how can he wait for him to breathe in the abdominal cavity.

There was no condensation of qi to form a membrane, and there was no force for qi to buffer part of the abdominal cavity, Mu Chen's angry punch that was equivalent to the completion of the qi realm naturally caused quite serious damage to the young man's viscera. At this time, it is not as simple as lying down for a few months to heal.

Because Mu Chen raised his hand and punched too much, at the sleeve of his shirt, a book flew out and landed beside the sixty-year-old man.

"Young Master Mu Chen, have you learned the art of chasing corpses?"

The book that flew out was the secret book that the woman in red left for Mu Chen that night. And the twisted and pinched "Introduction to Chasing Corpses" on the top are particularly eye-catching.

When the old man saw it, he asked excitedly.

It is rumored that Southern Xinjiang is famous in the wild continent for the art of driving away corpses and herding zombies, but these techniques are all in the hands of the three cities of heaven, earth and man, and the seventy-two tribes are all specialized in martial arts, and only a few superficial methods of chasing corpses are spread among the tribes.

When he was young, the old man also spent a lot of time outside southern Xinjiang, and his eyesight was not bad at all. Although the clumsy handwriting tells the meaning of the beginner, the old man felt that this secret book was extraordinary at first sight.

"Uh...... It should be regarded as having learned some ......" Mu Chen thought for a moment, then nodded.

When the old man heard this, he picked up the cheats, although he was excited, he didn't open it to check it, but just held it with both hands, as if he was holding some rare treasure, and handed it to Mu Chen's hands with staggering steps.

When the cheats were handed over to Mu Chen, the old man suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to Mu Chen, and said, "Young Master Mu Chen, the old man has something to ask for before he dies!"

Mu Chen hurriedly hid the secret book in his arms, helped the old man and said: "Old man, if you have something, just say, why do you have to do this big gift! Get up quickly, the kid can't stand your big gift!"

"Young Master Mu Chen! The old man thought that he would have no hope for this long-cherished wish in this life, but today this thief has finally opened his eyes once! You have actually learned the technique of herding zombies and driving away corpses that only exist in the three cities of heaven, earth and man!" The old man was a little incoherent excitedly, and he didn't say the reason for talking for a long time.

Mu Chen slowly helped the old man up, and said as he spoke: "Old man, you speak slowly." ”

"Please also ask Young Master Mu Chen to refine me into a zombie! I would like to become Young Master Mu Chen's natal protector martial arts!"