737 Quiet Life

"This kind of day, to be honest, is really comfortable, I have never been so peaceful, I don't need to worry about anything, and there is nothing to press me forward, I just need to do what I want to do every day. Mu Zifei sat alone in the pavilion in the back garden, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at the sunset in front of him and muttering softly. In Zhanhai City, Mu Zifei has been living for a month unconsciously, in this month, he only spends a small part of his time cultivating every day, after all, after reaching the holy level, before he has no breakthrough in the way of heaven and earth, it is difficult for his physical body to have a new breakthrough, and a long time ago, his physical strength has reached the highest strength at present, although some special means can also improve the physical strength slightly, but in that case it is too time-consuming, and the return is also very small, and Mu Zifei does not have the heart to hone the physical body now, he just simply perceives the world every day, but for the way of life, Mu Zifei has not yet started, but he was not in a hurry at all, nor did he force it. Suddenly, Mu Zifei drank all the wine in the wine glass, then looked at the snowflake mark on his wrist and said intently: "Lily, do you know that this kind of life used to be the life I wanted the most, but now this kind of life is coming, and you are not by my side." ”

said that Mu Zifei turned over his right hand, and a ring appeared in his hand, this ring is nothing else, it is the love token that Mu Zifei gave to Shirley, at that time it was still in the process of the college competition, that night has been echoing in Mu Zifei's mind, that night, Mu Zifei and Shirley who were still children walked on the snack street in the Toronto Imperial City, Mu Zifei held a large handful of barbecue in his hand, and Shirley was eating with his mouth full of oil, suddenly Shirley looked at the window next to him, pointed to the ring in the window and said to Mu Zifei playfully: "Brother Zifei, I want that. So Mu Zifei bought it and prepared to use it when he proposed to Shirley later, but everything that happened later was too hasty, Mu Zifei didn't have that chance at all, so he could only hurriedly throw it to Shirley before escaping, and the next time Shirley met Mu Zifei, so that in the end, Shirley returned the ring to Mu Zifei before it completely dissipated. "I said why are you like this, I said that I have the ability to protect you, I have the ability to protect you, I have no opponent except the Holy Emperor, you are so stupid, you would rather die by yourself than embarrass me, but you are wrong, I still broke with them after all. Mu Zifei kissed the ring in his hand lightly, then held it to his chest, and two tears slid down his cheeks.

"Big Brother Flying Snow, Big Brother Flying Snow. Just when Mu Zifei fell into memory, he screamed milkily from outside the door, and then saw a little boy with a tiger head running in, and then walked through Mu Zifei's front yard to the backyard, and rushed to Mu Zifei who was sitting in the gazebo. This little boy is the little boy Wharton that Mu Zifei saved at sea before, and now he is also Mu Zifei's neighbor, the Clay couple knows Mu Zifei's strength, so they don't dare to disturb Mu Zifei's life too much, but little Wharton doesn't have this concern, he doesn't understand the fear of the strong at all, he just knows that this big brother Feixue is very strong, much stronger than his father, and this big brother is very easy-going, and from time to time he gives himself some very good things, it is said that that kind of thing is called wine. What Mu Zifei gave to Little Wharton was indeed wine, but it was milk wine, and it was milk wine that accounted for a large part of the milk and was specially used for children.

"Big Brother Feixue, why are you still drinking, how many times have I said it, drink less, every time my dad drinks wine, there is a terrible smell on his body, you still don't drink it." Little Wharton looked at Mu Zifei and said angrily, and then directly stretched out Mu Zifei's wine glass, and then threw it aside. Looking at Little Wharton's actions, Mu Zifei touched his little head and said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't drink it, you won't drink it, Little Wharton, do you have something to do with me again?" Looking at the milk wine, Wharton's eyes lit up, he took the wine glass, and after taking two sips beautifully, he looked at this Mu Zifei and said with satisfaction: "Brother Feixue, it's like this, my parents asked me to invite you over for dinner, and my mother made a lot of delicious food today." Several times before, the Clay couple also invited Mu Zifei to dinner, but Mu Zifei never agreed, and now that a month has passed, Mu Zifei is not good to refuse anymore, so this time he directly agreed, and then brought two bottles of wine and walked over with little Wharton, when he walked in the door, Mu Zifei found that there were other people in the house.

"I'm so honored to have you here. Seeing Mu Zifei walk in the door, Clay walked over excitedly and said. Mu Zifei smiled slightly, he handed over the two bottles of wine in his hand and said, "I suddenly came to the dinner party, and I didn't have any preparations, so I brought two bottles of wine over, these two bottles of wine are okay, and they are on the table in front of them." Clay took the two bottles of wine and exclaimed, "This is a carnival salute, it is still fifty years old, and a bottle of wine is worth more than fifty thousand gold coins, I have never drunk such a good wine." Seeing Clay's exclamation, Mu Zifei shook his head helplessly, you must know that these two bottles of fifty-year-old carnival salute are one of the most ordinary bottles of wine in Mu Zifei's hand, but even so, it still shocked Clay and the guests he invited today.

"What do you say, Carnival Salute, or Fifty Years Carnival Salute, show me quickly. There was an exclamation from inside the room, and then a middle-aged man in a moon-white robe hurriedly walked out and snatched each character from Clay's hand with two bottles of fifty-year-old carnival salute and placed it on the flirtatious wine bottle in his hand like a lover.

"I'm really sorry, Lord Feixue, I forgot to introduce, this one is our city lord of Zhanhai City, a fire attribute law king, Lord Nie Ming. Clay solemnly introduced Nie Ming's identity to Mu Zifei.