"Bang-" Mu Ziyan flew out, hit the wall first, and then bounced onto the tree, with a "click", the tree broke, and he fell to the ground on all fours.

I can't tell how many times. Mu Ziyan wiped his face, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, grabbed the handle of the knife and rushed up again.

"Sweep the wilderness" out and cleanse the Quartet.

The blade of this world-famous weapon is green and cold, and it splashes a rippling brilliance with a wave. The water is not gentle, mighty and strong, like a torrent rushing down the mountain, the momentum is terrifying, and there is a state of great vigor.

Mu Cangping crossed the threshold with his negative hand, his thin back flashed, and a whole piece of vigorous sword light was distorted. His figure appeared outside the sword light, holding the hilt of the sword in his left hand, the sword was not unsheathed, he did not look back, the scabbard accurately avoided the blade and slammed into the spine.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang-", three times in a row, Fang was still fangs and claws, and the unstoppable Swinging Knife was like a cramped and skinned dragon, and its momentum withered.

Mu Cangping took a step sideways, raised his left elbow, and slapped the hilt of his sword.

"Smack!" Mu Ziyan was directly slapped into the dirt in the courtyard.

"If you have a kind, you will kill Lao Tzu!"

Mu Ziyan spit out a mouthful of blood this time, and roared to the ground: "Speak! How did the Kim family come to an end?! How did my mother die?! It was you who set fire to Xiao Si'er! ”

"If I were you—"

Xu was annoyed by Mu Ziyan's entanglement, Mu Cangping finally spoke, his voice was cold, and he cleared his eyebrows and remained silent: "I'll close the door, practice the knife well, and after the fight, I will come out to speak again." ”

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Mu Ziyan said hatefully. Another punch slammed into the gravel beside him, and blood overflowed from his fingers, "You killed my mother?" Xiao Si'er bumped into her, and you killed her too. ”

"I didn't kill your mother." Mu Cangping said.

"And how did she die?!" Mu Ziyan shouted wildly, grabbed the handle of the knife with his hand, and struggled in vain, this time he really couldn't get up.

Mu Cangping narrowed his eyes and bowed his head in silence.

His face is indifferent and lofty most of the time, without the joys and sorrows and loves and hatreds that belong to this world. But at this time, the face was emotional, only locked by him with tightness and forehead and jawline.

"Huh? How the hell did you die?! "Mu Ziyan has the strength to die.

Mu Cangping raised his eyes and looked at this son whose face was covered with blood and drank wildly, and a sigh fell in his heart.

He had three sons: the eldest son was cowardly and unspeakable, the second son was kind to women, and the third son was impulsive and irritable...... His hand slid across his waist as if it were nothing, and there was still pain in the place where he had been pricked by the silver needle.

——This is the necessary mind of those who have achieved great things: endure when they should endure, never hesitate when they should act, and never give up at any time!

Of the three sons, none of them can compare to that one!

"She died to keep you alive." Mu Cangping said: "Don't learn from your second brother, he is on his way back to Luoyang." ”

Mu Ziyan's eyes widened, as if he had heard something most incredible.

Mu Cangping put down this sentence and went directly into the house.

Only Mu Ziyan was left lying alone in the dirt in the courtyard, unable to move for a long time.

Finally, he lowered his angry, proud head slowly, slowly.

The man named Mu Zijin, his half-brother, he hadn't seen him in years.

I only remember that year, there was a fire in Julin Garden, and the coffin parked in the mourning hall was too late to be buried, and Mu Zijin went crazy.

He went berserk and killed people at home, pointing his sword at his own father, and his eyes were dyed with blood, and his hatred was no less than he is today.

It was a silent and stubborn teenager, who was so stoic that he didn't want to say a word more. When he left, he only left one sentence: "There is no father in this life, and you will not enter Luoyang until you die." ”

He did what he said and there was no news for 10 years.

But in the end, he went back!

Mu Ziyan knew that he couldn't fight Mu Cangping no matter what—whether he wanted revenge, protection, or the same as Mu Zijin, taking off his surname and breaking with the entire Mu family—he couldn't do it!

The seven-foot man buried his face in the dirt, and for a long time, a hot tear fell into the dust.

***

Lei Yin is dead.

After Lei Kang was killed by Qianyu in Chuzhou, Lei Yin was bent on getting rid of Mu Dian to avenge his younger brother, and now he himself died first.

The loss of a loyal servant in old age, the sudden loneliness and forced change of habits give rise to no less grief than the loss of a child. But even if Lei Yin does not die, he is bound to fall into a life-and-death struggle with Mu Dian in the future, thinking about it like this, it may be a good thing.

Lei Yin... He can't fight Mu Dianke.

Mu Cangping looked at the bloody hole in the old servant's chest that was pierced by a sharp arrow, and there was a rare sadness in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his hand, stroked the pair of eyes that could not be closed, and covered them with a white cloth.

Lei Yin must have guessed who killed him before he died, but it was too late to tell him.

There are quite a few people in the lower courtyard at the moment, but there are no people available. He asked the Wanxing Gang for someone to collect the body, Qian Wanxing didn't dare to slack off, and sent his youngest son, named Qian Yuyi, a young man who looked a little cowardly.

But when Mu Cangping saw Qian Yuyi for the first time, he knew that this person was definitely not simple.

It's just that his own home is in chaos, and he has no intention of meddling in other people's family affairs.

The owl and the owl, plus Lei Yin, three of the four subordinates died, and only Han Jujun was left alive.

Han Jujun is not the same Han Jujun as before.

Mu Cangping walked leisurely to the backyard.

Han Jujun was striking iron under the tree.

The bellows were full, the red light in the furnace was reflected, and Han Jujun waved a sledgehammer with his bare arms, flattening and hammering a whole piece of red-hot soldering iron. The summer was already hot, and the fire was roasting, and his lean chest and back were sweating non-stop, and with each blow, a rain of sweat was thrown down, crackling and falling on the dirt.

There are three kinds of suffering in the world: supporting the boat, striking iron, and grinding tofu.

Iron can be struck to make ends meet, or it can be to relieve boredom.

"This river and lake can't tolerate too much sorrow."

Standing under the tree for a long time, Mu Cangping said slowly, "The owl gouged out Qu Yu'er's eyes, and you killed him." Can I understand that you also have resentment towards me in your heart? ”

"The Mumen killed the Mumen, and I will be at the disposal of the alliance leader." Han Jujun replied calmly, the hammer in his hand did not stop, and when the hammer was heavy, a crack appeared in the middle of the soldering iron.

He mended a few hammers, smashed the soft iron on both sides of the gap together, and said: "I brought that girl to Yuzhou, no matter whether she lives or dies in the future, and how it ends." I just hope that doesn't happen to me like this. It's a grudge between men. ”

"I can let her go."

Han Jujun suspected that he had misheard, smashed it with a hammer, and raised his head to look at Mu Cangping.

Mu Cang's face was solemn, and he said again: "I can release Qu Yu'er." ”

“…… There has been movement in Jiankang and Jizhou. I still underestimated these two offspring. Since they want to transfer people to Jiankang, they will inevitably not be able to keep them in their hands. I can save them the trouble of robbing the prison and release Qu Yu'er directly, but I have to exchange one person. ”

Mu Cangping's eyebrows were heavy, and there was irrefutable firmness and confidence in his tone: "I want Mu Dianke to return to the Mu family." ”

[The Death of Jin Lianyin] Volume 1: Chapter 141 Several Soul Dreams Return to Hometown;

[Mu Zijin's Past] Volume 3: 3 chapters Zijin;

[Mu Zijin Goes Home] Volume 3: Chapter 7 Mu Cangping.