"What a big breath, Mu Yunfeng, I'm your uncle, you are so disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust, aren't you afraid of the advent of the laws of heaven and earth?" In the mainland, if there is a person of the same blood who kills each other, the law of heaven and earth will fall on that person, because the mainland does not allow people of the same race to kill each other, which will increase the resentment and cause chaos on the mainland.

"The laws of heaven and earth? When Uncle did those things, why didn't he remember that there was still the existence of the laws of heaven and earth, and that his mother's tomb was stolen, you should know better than anyone what the reason was. Mu Yunfeng relied on the pitiful memory of the original owner, looking for something that was enough to cause public indignation, Feng Qing was buried in the back mountain, the funeral was very grand, it was handled by his uncle and Yao Lao, and some people who had been helped by his mother, they did it single-handedly, including many foreign dignitaries and nobles.

In the memory, one of them left a deep impression on the original owner, and after everyone had left because of the pouring rain, a man appeared, dressed in clothes, with a viscous liquid on it, stumbling to the tombstone, he looked down at the tomb, and stood for a long, long time.

In the rain curtain, ticking and falling, I don't know if it was his tears, or the rain in the world, that person's cultivation was very high, because the formation under his feet was a star of the Purple King, at that time, there were not many people from the Purple King on the continent, let alone such a young person.

Because of excessive sadness, the original owner hid in the bushes and did not follow those people back, so he noticed what the man had done, and the man threw the red oil paper umbrella he carried with him not far away, and the umbrella seemed to have spirituality, and ran back again, and opened it directly to protect the owner from the rain.

The man didn't appreciate it, and even broke the umbrella and threw half of it on Feng Qing's tomb, while reclosing it and placing it next to himself.

Later, because the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the uncle couldn't find him, so in order not to worry them, the original owner chose to go back.

When the original owner came the next day, he saw that the man was still there, he was not standing, but kneeling, holding a red thread in his hand and muttering to himself, he was wearing a ghost mask, and a jade flute was hanging from his waist.

Later, the original owner asked the people present, and no one knew people with blue eyes, and some people were pale in advance, their eyes were panicked, and they threw off their sleeves and left, not even looking at the original owner, as if the original owner had committed some heinous crime, just a few well-wishers, and they asked the original owner not to tell this matter, after saying it, everyone would die.

The original owner ran away because he was afraid, and soon forgot about it, and the blue-eyed man became a shadow in his heart.

Mu Shangcheng was not frightened by the pressure of Muye Sheng and Yao Lao, but pretended to be calm and unfathomable, as if he had already had a countermeasure in his heart, and he had already expected the scene in front of him.

No matter how he Mu Shangcheng said, he is also the current trustee of Mu Fu, Mu Fu is now snuggled up to himself, the things left by the old immortal have been stolen by himself and become his own things, and the family property is also his own, during the time when Mu Yunfeng was stupid, but it was the best time for him to start, how could he miss it, the opportunity must not be lost, and it will not come again.