"What about Murong Qi?" The middle-aged man at the head glanced around at the ruined campus and frowned.

In the main room, the men and women who were still sleeping were disheveled and crawled out.

"The Seventh Young Master is still asleep, and he has to sleep until three o'clock in the morning on weekdays," the aunt said without a trace, and she didn't see how much the Murong family cared about it on weekdays.

"What did you hear last night?" The middle-aged man has no time to take care of a family waste, and the most important thing at the moment is the trace of the dragon.

"Last night, nothing happened last night."

The two kneeling men glanced at each other, and both saw a blank look in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Murong Qi, who was neatly dressed, came out of the side room, yawned, and was stunned when he saw that the small courtyard was full of people.

"Murong Qi has seen the third uncle, the fourth uncle"

Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the former thinness and cowardice have long disappeared, the young man's white and pure appearance, bending down and saluting, a look of the style of a child, the boy's clear voice through everyone's ears,

"Get Up"

Murong Qing, who was the leader, nodded secretly, this child is not shocked, if it is not a waste, he will definitely be amazing, but it is a pity.

"Third Uncle Xie" Murong Qi stood up and stepped aside.

"Fourth brother, I searched around, but I didn't find anything, is it a mistake" A beautiful man with phoenix eyes and a gentleman like jade, with a folding fan in his hand, is personable.

The ice cube face led by Murong Jin's eyebrows sank, this Qingshui Town and Murong family are not far away, the ancestor of last night's retreat ordered them to find the trace of the dragon, but now.

"Hey, this is the second brother's child, Xiaoqi?"

Murong Shi flickered in front of Murong Qi, and the interest that gradually rose in the upturned peach blossom eyes turned into a fan and rushed straight into Murong Qi's neck, with a hint of murderous aura.

Murong Qi subconsciously defended, dodged a blow sideways, and in the next second, it was another blow, and the sudden pressure made Murong Qi almost fall to his knees.

The flying fan shaved off a strand of Murong Qi's hair, and it still didn't stop, Murong Qi saw the killing intent in Murong Shi's eyes, and the moment the fan was about to cut his throat, a golden light flashed, and the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword cut through the fan in a flash, and stayed in front of Murong Qi with a protective attitude.

"Xiao Qi, your strength is really hidden tightly enough" Murong Shi stopped his wrist that was numb from the shock, secretly resumed his pranayama, and as soon as he entered the door, he realized that something was wrong, but he didn't expect this kid to summon a sword with spiritual intelligence, strange.

"Murong Qi, have you become a summoner?" Murong Jin stepped forward, wanting to see the sword, but the tip of the Xuanyuan sword was opposite to each other.

"Well, summoned ten days ago"

Murong Qi specially said that the time was a little longer, and the people of the Murong family would definitely not come today for him, most of them came for Molong.

"Okay, since you have become a summoner, then follow me back to the family to formally cultivate, you are a descendant, and the Murong family will not treat you badly."

Murong Jin's words fell, Murong Qi put away the Xuanyuan Sword and went home, just right, it was time to settle some things.

"They'll leave it to me?" Murong Qi looked at the couple who had been abusing him.

"Young Master Qi spare his life, please be kind to Young Master Qi, let us go" The aunt threw herself in front of Murong Qi, and she was terrified, for fear that Murong Qi would ask for their lives.

"I remember, this hand of yours once slapped me," Murong Qi said, and with a flash of golden light, the man's left arm fell to the ground.

"I remember, you stepped on my hand"

At the gate of the small courtyard, Murong Qi raised his eyes to look at the newborn sun, and then Ruoyunxia's eyes leaked out between his fingers.

In the small courtyard, two cries of pain came one after another, the man lost his arm, and the woman lost a leg.

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

"Xiaoqi, over the years, I've suffered you" Murong Jin patted Murong Qi on the shoulder with one hand, with apologies, the descendants of the dignified Murong family were bullied by a subordinate, in the final analysis, they are also responsible.

When Mu Lian saw this scene, his heart was very happy, these two villains who bullied the soft and were afraid of the hard have been retributed.

"Fourth brother, go back first and then talk about it" Murong Shi frowned when he saw this, this child has suffered a lot of grievances and bullying whether it is in Murong Family or Qingshui Town, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for the Murong family.

"The Seventh Young Master of the Murong Family became a summoner and quickly swept the major sect gangs"

In Murong's house, a noble young man with a white and tender appearance, followed by several guards, blocked Murong Qi's way.

"Rubbish, you actually dare to come back, I heard that you became a summoner, summoned something, I look at that, you, a waste summoner, are only worthy of summoning a waste demonic beast, do you say?"

Murong Ji laughed arrogantly, the sarcasm in his eyes ridiculed, and the guards behind him said yes in unison, and by the way, they raised and stepped low without a trace.

"Release your summoned beast, let's learn from each other" Murong Ji raised his eyebrows, and the people behind him followed with all kinds of sarcasm.

"Murong Ji, what are you doing?" Murong Shi stood behind Murong Ji with a smile, and he didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping.

"Sixth uncle, it's okay, it's okay, I just watched this kid come back and express my brotherly love" If you say who Murong Ji is most afraid of, it is none other than Sixth Uncle Murong Shi, the people of the Murong family are all obsessed with cultivation, but the sixth uncle is an exception, he likes the breeze of the moon.

I don't know if it's because I've been in the mortal world for a long time, I love to tease a few of their juniors, and last time I was coaxed into wearing a woman's clothes, and I was almost beaten to death by my father.

"Brother love, you can pull it down, don't think I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart" Murong Shi looked at Murong Qi, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and stood straight.

"Xiaoqi, come on, I believe in you, teach these bear children how to behave"

Mu Lian heard sarcastic and mocking Murong Qi in the space, and he couldn't wait to beat them up.

"We'll see you on the martial arts field, Murong Ji, do you dare to fight"

"It's better than it, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed" Murong Ji didn't know why, and his heart shrank for a moment.

"Okay, I'll be the referee"

Murong Shi looked at Murong Ji, who was very arrogant, and then looked at Murong Qi, who had a calm and calm face, and had already divided the winners and losers in his heart, and it was good for these children to hone and hone their skills.

On the Murong family's competition field, Murong Ji's spell fell, and a wind wolf appeared next to him, staring at Murong Qi fiercely.

"Wind Wolf, go"

Murong Ji's words fell, and the wind wolf suddenly pounced on Murong Qi on the opposite side.

"Sky Sword Technique"

Murong Qi picked up the Xuanyuan sword, thinking of the swordsmanship handed over to him by Mu Curtain last time, the sword rose at will, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, and in a blink of an eye, the wind wolf's body was cut by the sword Several wounds, Murong Qi seemed to have entered the atmosphere of sword practice, unable to extricate himself.

The fan in the hand of the referee Murong fell to the ground, this kid can actually comprehend the mystery of the sword, how many people can't comprehend it in this life, this is a talent that others can't envy, how could it be obtained by this kid.

"This is, Aoyi" Murong Jin's pupils shrank after him, this child is definitely not a thing in the pool.

"Fourth brother, next, you have to worry about it" Murong Shi knew that it was not easy to cultivate a genius, the combined talents of the disciples of this generation of the Murong family were not as good as Murong Qi, but this child was abandoned outside the Murong family when he was a child, and now it is indeed a little late to talk about family affection.

"I declare that it is Murong Qi who has won this time."

Murong Shi and Murong Jin drove out all the disciples who were watching, Murong Ji stroked his scarred and dying summoned beast with one hand, and felt distressed, Murong Shi contributed a rejuvenation pill, and the wind wolf's injuries recovered seventy or eighty percent.

Murong Qi woke up from the sword intent, it was late at night, and there was a sound in his stomach.

"Good boy, worthy of being the child of my Murong family" A smile flashed in Murong Jin's eyes.

"Fourth Uncle" Murong Qi nodded and looked at the roast chicken and food on the table.

"Eat, it's all yours" Murong Jin picked up the only wine jug and drank it one by one.

"It's so fragrant" Mu Lian looked pitifully at the food outside in the space, and a suspicious liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth.

When Murong Qi heard Mu Lian's words in the space, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quietly put some food into the space through his arm.

Until Murong Qi put down his chopsticks and the food on the table was swept away, Murong Jin looked at his stomach, eating so much, he was not afraid to hold on.

"I'll take you to Luofeng Garden, near my courtyard, come to me if you have something" Murong Jin took Murong Qi to the front of a courtyard, turned around and left, and entered another courtyard.

Murong Qi entered Luofeng Garden, the two stout red maple trees that caught his eye, the red maple leaves that fell to the ground, in the moonlight, calmly like a rock, leaping over the bright red height of the tip, a maple leaf fell on Murong Qi's head.

"Go in and take a look" Mu Lian was quite satisfied with this Luofeng Garden.

"Hmm" Murong Qi walked around the courtyard inside and out, and then got up and went out and went in a completely different direction on the other side.

In front of a dilapidated courtyard, the wall that could not withstand the wind and rain was slightly tilted, and a begonia was stubbornly alive inside, and this dilapidated house bloomed with its own fragrance, Murong Qi's familiar cat entered with his waist down, and the big spider web at the door blocked the way.

"This is where I used to live" The familiar grass and trees, Murong Qi closed his eyes, and the bullying and scolding were still clearly audible.

"This is the flower that my mother planted, her name is Begonia" Murong Qi stroked those delicate flowers with one hand, and the woman who was as gentle as water seemed to be still in front of him.

The night breeze blew, a flute sounded, and a young man floated on the roof, the tune was tactful, with a free and uninhibited flow.

"Xiaoqi, I knew you were coming back here" Murong Shi put down the flute, he had always known that Murong family still had such a dilapidated courtyard, it was hard to think about how he had survived in this place before.

"Sixth uncle, is there something wrong?" Murong Qi walked out of the courtyard and returned the same way, followed by an elegant shadow.

"Don't be so indifferent, we are also responsible for the previous things, we ignored you, but I can guarantee that you will definitely be the most outstanding genius of the Murong family in the future, and no one can look down on you"