'Okay, it's there!' After dragging on the mountain road for almost half an hour, Mu Yan finally dragged the Xuantie Ancient Coffin to a place less than ten miles away from the foot of the mountain, and the Zhao family's coffin-pulling team had completely appeared in front of him, 'The commission is about to arrive!'

"Whoa!"

But just when Mu Yan was just relieved in his heart, his feet suddenly slipped, and his whole body fell to the ground, his right hand subconsciously let go of the giant chain and pushed it down, and the Xuantie Ancient Coffin immediately lost its balance and slid towards the mountain.

"Damn, unlucky!" Mu Yan scolded secretly, but the black armor man had repeatedly instructed that this ancient coffin could not be damaged, and it must be transported down the mountain in good condition, although it was almost at the foot of the mountain now, but if the ancient coffin was allowed to slide down like this, it would definitely destroy the divine pattern on the wall of the slippery coffin, so he immediately got up, and while his left hand pulled back, his right hand quickly reached out and grabbed the giant chain again.

The momentum of the thousand-pound ancient coffin is no joke, although Mu Yan grabbed the giant chain again and pulled it back with all his might, but it still couldn't stop the ancient coffin from sliding, and the whole person was also rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

"Be careful, everyone disperse!" he shouted as he saw the ancient coffin rushing straight towards the Zhao family's coffin convoy.

"Damn, what is this stinky boy doing?" The leader of the black armor who had been talking to Mu Yan on the mountain before was already standing next to the coffin carriage at this moment, and he frowned after seeing the family Xuantie ancient coffin that rushed over, "Sure enough, it's not enough to hand over this kind of delicate work to the stupid boy of the barbarians..."

"Zhao Meng, stop the ancient coffin, don't let the carriage be frightened!" At this moment, a beautiful girl riding a white horse next to the coffin convoy spoke.

"Yes, Miss!" Zhao Meng, the leader of the black armor people, moved and rushed directly towards the ancient coffin.

"My lord, be careful!" When Mu Yan saw Zhao rushing over, he couldn't help but issue a warning.

"Hmph!" and Zhao Meng didn't seem to pay attention to this violent impact at all, his big hands like a fan pressed towards the lid of the coffin, and then a thick aura like fog flashed on his body.

"Sneering ....." A scene that shocked Mu Yan appeared, the Xuantie Ancient Coffin, which was still sliding down rapidly, was actually directly pressed down by Zhao Meng, and the force of the forward rush only made Zhao Meng take three or four steps back.

'Late stage of the Cloud Smoke Mirror!This big man must be a late stage martial artist of the Cloud Smoke Mirror!' Although he hadn't opened the martial arts pool yet, after seeing the aura emanating from Zhao Meng's body, Mu Yan could also be sure that the black-armored man in front of him had reached the late stage of the Cloud Smoke Mirror.

Into the martial arts, clouds, Kunlun, dawn, Dinghai, the sky!

This is the realm of cultivation of all martial artists in Nanhai Prefecture, and every time a realm is raised, the combat power will soar. It is said that after becoming the strongest, he can destroy the world with a single hand. And Mu Yan has been practicing hard for five years, but he hasn't even opened it to enter Wutan, which shows the difficulty of cultivating the realm.

"Stinky boy, what's going on?" Zhao Meng asked Mu Yan after glancing at the ancient coffin, "Didn't you say that you should be more careful?"

"Your Excellency, this ancient coffin did not slide down the mountain. Mu Yan only then let go of his hands and put down the giant chain, "I was already very careful to drag this coffin not far from here, but I didn't expect my feet to slip in the end, so I would..."

"There is no need to explain, no matter what, the divine pattern outside the coffin has been damaged, so the commission promised to you can only be halved!"

"Halving?" Mu Yan was unhappy, "My lord, I have already completed most of the grave digging tasks, and it is a bit outrageous to halve the commission directly, your Zhao family is the first family in Nanhai Prefecture, so it's not good to be untrustworthy." ”

"Stinky boy, do you dare to say that the Zhao family is outrageous? Look at me..."Zhao Meng's eyes widened.

"Okay, Zhao Meng, give him the commission. The girl who gave the order before turned her horse's head, "It's not too early, we still have to transport this ancient coffin to a new treasure land, there is no need to waste more time on this barbarian." ”

"Stinky boy, count yourself lucky, why don't you come over and thank the eldest lady!" Zhao Meng threw a leather bag over.

After catching the leather bag, Mu Yan finally looked up at the girl.

This girl has an extremely beautiful appearance, wearing a white feather robe, lined with gorgeous silver armor, about twenty-eight years old, holding a long whip shining with black light in her hand, majestic and extravagant.

It's beautiful, but it always feels too cold and arrogant. Mu Yan doesn't like this type of woman very much.

"Thank you, Miss!" But although I don't like it, I still have to thank him, after all, thanks to this Miss, I can be regarded as getting all the commissions.

"Load the ancient coffin and set off immediately!" The eldest lady didn't look at Mu Yan at all, but rode her horse forward directly.

"Cut, first I said I was a brute, and now I don't care about people at all, it's really not the type I like!" Mu Yan turned around and took a few steps back, and said to Zhao Meng, "My lord, since the task has been completed, then I will go back." ”

"Let's go!" Zhao Meng waved his hand impatiently, and then began to command the ancient coffin to be loaded.

Although Mu Yan was now sore and his feet were heavy, he was like an arrow, and he strode wildly, and soon disappeared into the fog of the rainstorm.

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Mu Yan's Dulong tribe is located on the northernmost plain of Nanhai Prefecture, and he grabbed his leather bag and ran wildly, spending an hour before finally reaching the tribe.

Despite his exhaustion, he did not rest for a moment, knowing that his sister must be waiting for him to come home from outside the tribe.

Sure enough, by the fence outside the tribe, Mu Yan saw a petite figure, "Sister, I'm back." He roared from afar.

The petite figure moved after hearing Mu Yan's shout, this is an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, with a cloak, a white round face, big eyes, and a very playful and cute appearance.

"Brother, you're finally back. The girl smiled sweetly at Mu Yan, "You must be tired today, ah, why are your clothes tattered?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I fell carelessly when I went down Wulang Mountain. Mu Yan looked at the girl lovingly, "Yi'er, didn't you ask you not to wait for me here?

"Hehe, aren't you relieved if people can't see you. Mu Yi grabbed Mu Yan's hand, "Go home quickly, I've already made dinner, and I can eat it as soon as it's hot." ”

"Good!"

Mu Yan grinned and followed Mu Yi towards the tribe.

The wind and rain were very strong, and it was getting late, so except for a few people in charge of guarding the tribe, everyone else in the tribe had already entered the tent to rest.

Mu Yan and Mu Yi finally came to the small tent where they lived after traveling through most of the tribe.

"Brother, look, Yi'er made your favorite roast mutton. Mu Yi happily carried a large pot of mutton and put it in front of Mu Yan, "These meats were sent by the Great Elder, and he said that he would give you a nourishment for your body." ”