Bai Rui's words, Mu Mo's heart suddenly twitched: Unexpectedly, Sikong Dong was promoted again!

Thinking that Luoyang, Kyoto is still thousands of miles away from here, and Sikong Dong is rising step by step, living freely, the revenge of the Mo family can never be avenged, and the miserable appearance of the Ming ghost who is so hungry that he is out of shape, he feels that he is a particularly useless waste.

Seeing this, Liulan and Alfalfa immediately squatted down to help clean up, and Bairui asked strangely: "Cistanche, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing, my hand slipped." Mu Yu said, absentmindedly cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground.

That night, Mu Yu returned to the room, thinking about Sikong Dong's affairs, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

While the alfalfa was asleep, he made up his mind, quietly got up and packed his luggage, took Sikong Heng's sheath inlaid with white marble sword, looked at it for a moment, wiped it seriously, put it on the table, and went out with the master's big bow.

The moonlight was hazy, there were dark clouds covering the light, Mu Yu raised his eyes to look at the night sky, thinking of the night of the civil strife in Xiliang City and Ye Ji for the first time, and Poria cocos fell off the horse on the day she flew over, and she flew off the horse on the day of the bamboo forest sword practice, she rescued in time on the day when she practiced the sword and snake, and couldn't help sighing, and was reluctant to look around at the "Thousand Machine Courtyard", and decided to go to Luoyang, Kyoto, to find Sikong Dong.

As soon as I came to the school grounds, I slowly slipped to the gate of Qianji Courtyard from the shadows of the trees on the side, and I heard a low question from the shadows of the trees: "It's a big night, it's not good to stay in the house, where are you going?" ”

"Ahh Mu Mo was startled, covered his chest, and followed the prestige, only to see a petite woman standing in a black cloth robe and a red belt around her waist in the shadow of the tree, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Shu Mao came to Mu Wu's side, stretched out his arm, and took the luggage off her shoulder.

Mu Yu grabbed the end of the burden and looked at the pivot, his eyes were facing each other, and there was interrogation in his eyes.

"Where do you want to go?" Shu Mao was the first to ask, looking directly at Mu Yu's eyes.

"As a member of the Mo family, you have experienced the catastrophe of Shangtong Valley, the death of your loved ones and displacement, I don't believe you don't understand how I feel now, I don't understand what I want to do?" Mu Mo did not shy away from her sharp eyes and asked rhetorically.

"What do you want to do, I don't understand, but I know that if you only take revenge as your only purpose, and you are only afraid of the "Book of Ink", you will be in vain!" The pivot met Mu Yu's question, and his eyes did not retreat.

"How do you know that I have memorized the Book of Ink?" Mu Yu was shocked, she didn't expect that she would know about such a secret thing!

"Not only do I know that you have memorized the Book of Ink, but I also know that your master entrusted you to King Langya just to cure your frizzy temperament! If you are impulsive and energetic in everything as you are now, and you only think about tooth for tooth and blood for blood in everything, you will not be able to comprehend the essence of the "Book of Ink" for a lifetime, and you will not be able to complete the great task of recovering the Mo family in a lifetime! ”

Shu Mao said, pulled the luggage out of Mu Yu's hands, and pulled her back to the room.

"Who the hell are you! What do you have to do with my master? Why do you know what he told me? ”

Mu Mo followed closely and asked like a cannon, "Qianqi said that you are the daughter of my master's 'unstingy', but how can you have anything to do with the Langya Wang family?" Why did you follow Zhengge to Tuyuhun? What's going on between Langya Wang and my master? What is the relationship between Zhengge and the three of them? Why did Ye Ji say that my master had something to do with Zhengge's death? Why do you say that what she says is not true? How the hell did Zhengge die? ”

"You want to know?" Shu Mao stopped, looked at Mu Yu slyly, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

"Tell me quickly!" Mu Yu took out the dagger in a hurry, and put it on the neck of the pivot with a "whoosh", and didn't have time to pay attention to her cunning jokes, and wanted to learn the truth about the Mo family's Baixue Valley catastrophe as soon as possible.

"If you stay in the 'Thousand Machines Academy' for half a year, I'll tell you these things."

As he spoke, he indifferently pushed the dagger away from his chest, and strode back with Mu Yu's luggage.

"Hey!" Mu Mo didn't relent, but the strength of the pivot's feet was too fast, and he soon disappeared into the night, and he couldn't help but kick the sand angrily, "Half a year!" Who has the patience to wait for you for half a year! ”

"Whew-" A cool breeze blew in his face, blowing away Mu Yu's anger a little.

Calming down, Mu Mo always felt that there was something in the cardinal's words, and he knew a lot of inside information, and he wanted to ask for an understanding.

Think about Sikong Dong again, according to his current situation, even if he arrives in Luoyang, I am afraid he will not be able to do anything with him, in the Liangzhou military camp, if it wasn't for Sikong Heng's rescue, he would have lost his life, let alone avenge his master; Moreover, if the master and brother sacrificed their lives to protect themselves out of the valley, if they really lost their lives due to impulsiveness and could not fulfill the master's last wish, what face would Jiuquan have to face the master?

Thinking like this, he finally put up his patience and thought that within half a year, he would seize the time to practice with Ye Ji.

Wait until one day, when you have perfected your kung fu, you will be able to seek revenge on Sikong Dong!

At that time, I will find the pivot to ask about the Mo family!

When I returned to the room, I found that the luggage was actually placed on the table, together with Sikong Heng's sheathed white marble sword, but there was a low "woo-" sound from the black sheep's horns unique to the Mo family from the bamboo forest wooden house, and I couldn't help but be stunned: I didn't expect the pivotal skill to be so good! There was a distance from the room to the cabin, and there was already a back and forth when my front and back feet arrived. From Ye Ji, Danpa, to the pivot Mao, Qianjiao, and even Qiao Po, each with unique skills, unfathomable, Qianji Academy, is indeed a place to learn skills.

Mu Yu thought about it, put the things back away and put them back, for fear of alarming the alfalfa, and quietly fell asleep.

On the second day, Mu Yu's morning exercise became more diligent than before. In the afternoon, I went to learn the piano with Alfalfa.

When Danpa saw Mu Yu, a pair of Danfeng eyes were pierced through a light veil, and he couldn't help but look coldly: "You don't hate singing and dancing instruments the most on weekdays, why did you have a whim today and want me to come here to learn the piano?" ”

"My teacher...... Friends say that singing and dancing musical instruments are the easiest way to make people indulge in immorality and do something unrealistic! Instead of spending so much time and energy to make a musical instrument, it is better to make a waterwheel and spinning wheel, so that farming and spinning make it easier. ”

Mu Yu said, pouting, and muttered unconvinced, "These things, compared to farming, weaving, and tool making, are not difficult at all!" I didn't like it, so I didn't learn it, I really thought that no one could learn it! ”

"You're talking about this as if the pivot is your friend."

Danpa snorted funny, plucked the strings, and informed, "Poetry, books, rituals and music, although there is no practical function, but it can cultivate self-cultivation and make people open-minded, 'all sounds, its love is also believed, and then its heart is also thick', the sound of the piano can only be moved by the player's own open-mindedness, sorrow and joy in the middle; ”

"You!" Mu Yu was angry and wanted to leave, but in his heart he felt that she was right by her.