After adding a seal, he found that he was still in the late stage of the Emperor Star, so he added another one, and finally dropped to the late stage of the King Star, he felt that this rank was just right.

Just when the earth shook just now, the whole village panicked and ran out of the house like crazy, which was a test for Mu Jun.

Dad and lover are in danger at the same time, who should she save first?

Although Mu Zhiyun is physically disabled, this disaster can't trap him.

No matter how high Mu Zhiyun's cultivation is, in his daughter's heart, he is always a weak person who needs to be taken care of.

Gunanan was badly wounded in the battle, and although he was treated in time, he was not able to take care of himself at all, so he needed someone to help him even more.

Mu Jun pushed his father out first, and finally went back to the house to help Gu Nanan.

After watching the whole process, Fang Shuo's heart felt a wave of turmoil, as if he remembered something again, but his impression was very vague.

Fang Shuo has lived for so long, has experienced countless disasters, and must have faced many cruel choices, and when he sees the picture in front of him, he will inevitably be touched.

"Mr. Fang, are you okay?"

"It's fine."

Mu Zhiyun didn't remember Fang Shuo until he returned to the house, so he pushed the door to take a look, only to find that Fang Shuo was still lying on the bed.

The strong sometimes need someone to care for them.

Although Mu Zhiyun's concern was based on some kind of interest, Fang Shuo still felt a little relieved.

Fang Shuo suddenly had the urge to help this man.

"You?" Pointing to Mu Zhiyun's trouser leg and asked.

He was just a little puzzled, for this highly civilized planet, getting two simulated intelligent prosthetics is nothing, why would Mu Zhiyun prefer to use a wheelchair?

Mu Zhiyun reacted quickly and explained: "You mean prosthetics, it's very inconvenient to put on the legs, and they are usually used when they go far away." ”

This argument is a bit far-fetched.

The civilization of cultivation and the civilization of science and technology are originally opposites, and those who advocate cultivation are resistant to high technology in their bones, otherwise it is impossible to cultivate to such a high realm.

"Fit." Fang Shuo meant that he hoped that Mu Zhiyun would not give up, as long as he insisted on cultivating, after reaching the merger period, he would be able to make his lost legs grow out.

This is also Mu Zhiyun's dream all along.

"Except for the first ancestor of the four major families, no one has ever broken through the distraction period, let alone the unattainable realm of merging." Mu Zhiyun sighed sadly.

Fang Shuo still has a very advanced comprehension of cultivation, in his opinion, no matter what kind of cultivation method, there is not much difference in essence, it is nothing more than increasing the amount of energy that the human body can accommodate, the only difference is that the choice of energy absorption is different.

Just like different containers contain different liquids, some containers are made of very good materials and can hold all kinds of liquids, while others must contain specific liquids, and the consequences can be serious if they are not filled correctly.

Because of the words of concern just now, Fang Shuo had the urge to help him, and after thinking about it carefully, Fang Shuo still chose to give up, maybe this reason was not enough.

The overtone is that you have to keep trying, keep trying to touch me, and only then can you get the gift.

"Scrap wood!" Fang Shuo scolded coldly.

Mu Zhiyun's expression changed, and his facial muscles went from loose to tense.

It may be that Fang Shuo's words hurt his self-esteem.

He didn't mean to refute Fang Shuo, it was better for someone to scold himself for being a waste in front of him than to point fingers behind his back.

Since he lost his legs, few people in the cultivation circle can afford him, if it weren't for the fact that he has two good brothers who hold important positions in the national government, plus he has the backing of the pill, it is estimated that the position of the leader of the alliance would have changed his surname long ago.

"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry to tell you, I'm going to go out early tomorrow morning, and I hope you will bear with me if I don't take care of it."

"Yes."

"We'll have a light meal together and have a drink or two."

"Yes."

The world insulted him, bullied him, and scolded him, but he could still treat him with courtesy, and this measure was very comparable.

Although Fang Shuo can not eat or drink, but hunger is often accompanied, with the most primitive physiological desire, is the only evidence to prove that he is alive, now that he finally has the opportunity to eat, it is inevitable that he will be a little excited in his heart.

Mu Zhiyun didn't ask much for this mysterious man, the only thing he hoped was that Fang Shuo would stop being stingy with words, even if he could say one more word, it would be a great favor to him.

Mu Jun prepared a sumptuous dinner, showing her ingenuity, and cooking with pain, this meal was very valuable.

It is not necessarily a bad thing to live in a prominent family and live a miserable life.

Fang Shuo had to re-examine this little girl.

Since Fang Shuo cleaned himself up, Mu Jun's eyes when he looked at him also changed, from contempt to a little appreciation.

Clothes make the man.

You are too sloppy and unsophisticated, don't say that you are an outsider, even your relatives will despise you.

Fang Shuo had forgotten too many things, except for a powerful cultivation, he didn't seem to know anything, if he wanted to live an ordinary life, everything had to start again.

Take eating at this moment as an example, he finally grabbed the chopsticks, and he didn't pick up the dish after a few times, either the dish was clamped or slipped.

What's even more ridiculous is that when the heart is anxious and the hands are tight, even the chopsticks are turned into ashes.

The father and daughter were stunned, because the chopsticks were made of special alloys, and even Mu Zhiyun, who was as powerful as a man, could only break the chopsticks.

Fang Shuo also felt a little gloomy and sad, feeling that he was really not suitable for being an ordinary person.

"If Mr. Fang is not used to using chopsticks, he can use a knife and fork."

"Not necessarily."

Fang Shuo still doesn't believe in evil, he can't even control his chopsticks, how can he be embarrassed to mix in the future.

After destroying five pairs of chopsticks in a row, he finally put the dish in his mouth, and the joy of success was indescribable.

"Ah Qiu!" A sneeze erupts.

An entire table of dishes and the table were instantly ashes, if it weren't for him to collect the leaked energy in time, it would definitely cause another human disaster.

Fang Shuo was a little entangled in whether to seal himself again?

But when he remembered that there were more than a dozen masters above the Emperor level in the Yama Galaxy, he dispelled the idea of continuing to seal himself.

After seeing the powerful special effect of a sneeze, the father and daughter were immediately petrified, especially the daughter's face was almost distorted.

Mu Zhiyun thought that he was a very strong master, at least one level higher than himself, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, which was simply beyond his imagination.

"Dare to ask the seniors if they are a combination?"

"Tragedy."

In order not to make it difficult for the father and daughter to understand, he can only keep a low profile as much as possible.

Mu Jun immediately knelt down, and Mu Zhiyun rolled out of the wheelchair, probably wanting to kneel and worship, but forgot that he had no legs.