Chapter 520: The Past, Dissipated.

"Haha, Rong Xuan, isn't it okay in front? Why did you become more reserved after coming to the third uncle, the descendants of the Mu family, be calmer. What happened before, let him pass. The first to speak was Mu Feng, who held up his body after Mu Rongxuan served tea, took a sip of tea and patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Bless you, the other third uncle has to say a word, the Mu family boy, as a husband, must cherish his partner." ”

"Brother Feng is right, the people of the Mu family also do this, it can be regarded as ancestral training. After Mu Feng finished speaking, Bi Wan continued, "But you can be regarded as fighting for the Mu family, unlike your third brother, who doesn't care about him at all!"

Saying that, Bi Wan glanced at Mu Chen very unkindly. Mu Chen, who was drinking tea, suddenly squirted out, coughed embarrassedly twice, looked at the sky, and studied the lines of the roof of the newly built Mu Mansion. And Mu Bingling covered her mouth and chuckled, after all, Mu Chen didn't make a fool of himself many times.

Mu Rongxuan heard the gentle words of the two, his chest warmed, the tip of his nose was sore, and then as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath and paced to Mu Chen's side. Mu Chen, who was looking at the sky, suddenly noticed that there was an extra figure in front of him, and after being slightly stunned, he saw that Mu Rongxuan actually bent his knees directly to kneel, which scared Mu Chen!

Without the slightest warning, he kept his hand directly on Mu Rongxuan's arm, helping him up, Mu Chen sighed, "Second brother, why are you so troubled, just like my father said, let him pass the past." is also the bloodline of the Mu family, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, but not kneeling to others. I'm your brother, do you want to torment your brother?"

"I..." Mu Rongxuan was surprised, smiled bitterly, if he didn't kneel, would he forgive himself?

Mature as him, how could Mu Chen not understand Mu Rongxuan's thoughts, with a flip of his wrist, a milky white scroll appeared in Mu Chen's hand. This is a scroll of combat skills that he asked for from the old ghost Xuan when he learned that Mu Rongxuan and Wang Junyao were going to get married. Named Earth Control, it is an extremely powerful Xuan-level combat skill, and the Yuan Power consumed by the person who casts it is extremely weak, but the power caused is extremely great, because it can rely on spiritual power to change the rock or terrain into an attack, and any form of defense is extremely cherished.

And Mu Rongxuan is an earth-attribute martial artist, Mu Chen knew about it after stepping into the Xuanling Imperial Academy, so although this gift was prepared in a hurry, it was also full of heart. "Second brother, this volume of combat skills is an occasional gain from my younger brother, and earth-attribute martial artists can cultivate, if you think we can forget the past, then accept the gift from my brother, which can be regarded as a blessing to you and your sister-in-law. ”

Looking at the mature and steady Mu Chen in front of him, the guilt on Mu Rongxuan's face became more and more intense, when the Xuanling Empire was trampled under Chen Qing's feet, he realized how Mu Chen had spent eleven years without cultivation and no Yuan Force, and what he had done made him not easily forget it no matter what.

"Smack!" Mu Rongxuan took the combat skills given by Mu Chen without hesitation, looked at Mu Chen with resolute eyes, bowed deeply and said, "Third brother, one day, the second brother will make up for what he has done." ”

Seeing this scene in Mu Chen's eyes, he was slightly surprised, and secretly said in his heart, "It's really changed..."

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It was night, and the whole Mu Wangfu was still silent in a happy mood, but on the hill in the backyard of the Mu Mansion, there was a man in white sitting alone (eighteen years old is already an adult, just call Mu Chen man, always a young man, so troublesome. The moonlight shone down, and the man's face was in full view.

"Xiao Chenzi, why don't you attend the final banquet. ”

Mu Chen sat quietly by the pond cross-legged, looked at the fluorescent moths that flew by from time to time, and smiled, "I didn't like the noisy atmosphere in the first place, I was used to being alone since I was a child, and too many people around me would make me no longer there, Master, you know." ”

"Hehe~" The old ghost Xuan appeared behind Mu Chen lightly, dressed in white like snow, and his evil purple pupils glowed with Leng Ling's light, if he was someone else, he would definitely treat him as a demon.

"Shizun didn't like that atmosphere before, no, he doesn't like it now. A person is used to staying in the Extreme Spirit Bead, and he is used to loneliness, hehe... How to talk about strange topics. This time, the master wants to tell you that the Holy Tomb Mountain, the master already knows something. ”

Hearing that Mu Chen was feeding and leaning sideways, the old ghost continued, "It's very close to Zhongzhou. ”

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Time passed day by day, in a mountainous place not far from the border of Zhongzhou, which was surrounded by fog all year round, from the outside, but could not find the slightest peculiarity, but in this foggy border, a huge rock carved giant sword inscription was obliquely inserted on the giant peak, a strong sword intent spread out from the blade, constantly guiding the surrounding fog around the giant sword, the trajectory is extremely mysterious!

On the blade of this giant sword, the people of Unknown He carved three huge golden characters with extremely terrifying power, and the golden light released by it even broke through the mist and burst into the sky! The sky was dyed into pieces of brilliant color! The momentum was extremely magnificent!

And these three big characters are the Holy Sepulchre Mountain!

At this moment, somewhere in the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, the sound of the conversation between the two came out...

"There is not much time left for those little ones to go to the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, have you thought about how to assess them?"

"Dean, this assessment has set a special level of difficulty according to your intentions. But these little guys are talented, but aren't they too difficult? I'm worried..."

Hearing this, if Mu Chen and the others were here, they would definitely recognize the owner of this voice, the Great Elder of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, Dilaka! And the person who became the dean was the old beggar who appeared in the sky on the day of the imperial competition. At this time, he still had a wine gourd and a cigarette stick hanging from his waist, and he was holding a chicken leg in his hand and eating it by himself.

"Just do what I say, and you'll see the results. But there is one thing you have to remember, no matter what, the six little guys of the Xuanling Empire are going to be brought to me unscathed and let them enter the inner mountain!" Seeing Diraka's suddenly surprised eyes, the old beggar waved his hand and said, "I know you're very confused, but I can't tell you why yet, and that kid named Mu Chen, the old man won't compete with you, go and arrange it." ”

Hearing that the beggar dean did not compete for Mu Chen, Diraka immediately boiled down all the problems to no problem, and turned around and left with satisfaction. Looking at Dilaka's back, the beggar dean put down the chicken leg in his hand, his expression became extremely serious, and he said softly, "Dilaka, I won't tell you because these six people are too important." ”

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