In the end, Rong Mo poisoned his own grandfather on the grounds that he hated the old palace master Rong for not passing on the throne. ’。

.........

A week later, early in the morning.

"Bell!"

The two swords struck each other, Mu Qianqian retreated again and again, Mu Yunyi pursued with a sword, and for a while, the sound of breaking the air and the sound of sword strikes was endless.

Mu Qianqian's aura flashed, she made a false move, quickly dodged sideways, jumped with her aura, pointed at the trunk with her toes, turned back to Mu Yunyi's back with her strength, and raised her sword in the air, her movements were clean and neat, and she did it in one go.

Mu Yunyi reacted quickly, turned around with his sword, leaned back slightly, raised his sword to block this attack, and the two swords intersected, and immediately injected aura into the sword.

This round, it is difficult to distinguish.

Mu Yunyi's cultivation has not yet recovered, and he has only had less time to exchange incense with Mu Qianqian, his forehead is covered with fine sweat, and his breathing is becoming more and more rapid, but his eyes are shining, as if he is tired.

On the other hand, Mu Qianqian's complexion is ruddy and her breath is stable, even if she fights for a few hundred rounds, it will not be a problem.

"Father's Cloud Piercing Sword Technique has been practiced superbly, if you wait for your strength to return to its peak, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold even a cup of tea."

"Haha." Mu Yunyi smiled heartily and said, "Stinky girl, you are used to making me happy, you are now the seventh order of the Spirit King, if I recover my strength, it will be the realm of the Spirit Sect, it has nothing to do with the sword technique, and the cultivation is suppressed, how can you win?" ”。

Mu Qianqian looked at Mu Yunyi who was smiling, and her heart was full of emotion, in her memory, her father had never smiled so heartily.

"I don't look at cultivation, just sword moves, and my father is also better than me."

This is true, although Mu Qianqian is endowed with wonderful gifts and is diligent and hardworking, but after all, it is too late to enlighten, and it took more than ten years to attract the spirit into the body, no matter what else is, in terms of this Cloud Piercing Sword Technique, Mu Yunyi is indeed more transparent than Mu Qianqian's practice.

After the father and daughter practiced swords, they went to the dining room together.

Xuanyuan Heng came to the door of the dining room early to wait, heard the footsteps, and hurriedly saluted Mu Yunyi.

Seeing this, Mu Yunyi said, "Master Xuanyuan, don't be polite." ”。

As early as when Mu Yunyi was in bed, he knew about Xuanyuan Heng from Mu Qianqian's mouth, and also knew that Mu Qianqian had been pretending to be a man to get along with him.

Xuanyuan Heng was already a Lingxuan powerhouse at the age of seventeen, a fifth-order refiner, and even the master of the Shadow Gate, whether it was strength or background, he was the top of the Douling Continent.

This is not the first time they have met, every time they meet, Mu Yunyi has to secretly praise in his heart, he is in a high position but he is not arrogant or impatient, he is humble and polite, this kind of heart is very valuable.

Xuanyuan Heng said softly: "Although I am the master of the Shadow Gate, I am also a friend of Brother Su, you are Brother Su's father, and the younger generation salutes the elders, passing through the righteousness." ”。

Hearing this, Mu Yunyi smiled softly, and looked at Xuanyuan Heng more and more pleasing to the eye.

is three years older than Mu Qianqian, and her character and appearance are outstanding......

The thought in my heart flashed.

The three of them entered the dining room with a smile.

As soon as I entered the dining room, the aroma of porridge came to my face. Mu Qianqian was pleasantly surprised: "Today, it was Brother Xuanyuan who cooked it himself!" ”。

"I got up early today, and I was interested." Xuanyuan Heng replied with a smile.

As soon as Xuanyuan Heng got up in the morning, he heard that their father and daughter had gone to practice swords, and in order to make a good impression on his future father-in-law, he cooked porridge himself.

Sure enough, Mu Yunyi looked at him with a little more appreciation in his eyes.