The crisp sound of the baby's cry, accompanied by the breeze, soon spread to all corners of the pasture.

"It's that kid from the Xuanchun family, he'...... He's still alive!"

The half-hundred-year-old woman who had just sat down was shocked, picked up the crutches next to her with both hands, barely supported her body, and raised her feet to walk towards the three of Muhu.

"Grandma Wang, don't come over, I'll give you this baby."

In front of a mound deep in the pasture, Mu Hu said loudly.

Although the distance between the two is not far, the mounds and pits on the ground are scattered with the stumps and broken arms of many Momiji villagers.

Almost every one of these dead spirits is familiar with Wang Po, and in the Shenlong Empire, the theory of ghosts and monsters is very popular.

In order to avoid some unexpected troubles, Mu Hu stopped the half-hundred woman in time.

He leaned down, carefully held Xuanfeng in his arms, and then, taking a big stride, quickly walked towards Wang Po.

At the same time, the two middle-aged men beside him also walked over.

Wow wow......

Xuan Feng was still crying, and his voice was melodious, stirring in all directions.

The meadows were cold and windy, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Hundreds of villagers died tragically here at the same time, and the bloody atmosphere in the air was so thick that even a burly man like Mu Hu could not bear it. What's more, Xuan Feng was only born for less than three days!

"Mrs. Wang, you and the two old uncles will take this baby to the village to rest first, and leave it to the three of us brothers to clean up. ”

After a few big strides, the three of them walked up to the half-hundred-year-old woman.

The cotton coat wrapped in Xuanfeng was soaked in jet-black blood, and after a night of wind and dust, the blood on the surface of this cotton coat had coagulated and was covered with mud.

Even Xuan Feng's tender little white face was covered with bloodshots!

"Sure enough, it's the baby of the Xuanchun family!"

The half-hundred old woman carefully took the "Xuanfeng" from Mu Hu's hand, she carefully looked at Xuanfeng's appearance, and two lines of cloudy tears quietly spilled between the old eyes.

On that rainy night the day before yesterday, it was Xuanfeng who delivered the baby with her own hands!

"Big brother, look at it, it's really strange! This baby actually stopped crying when it came to the hands of the princess!"

One of the middle-aged men beside Mu Hu had been secretly observing Xuanfeng's every move.

When Xuan Feng reached the hands of the half-hundred old woman, he immediately stopped crying, and his small black eyes were as bright as cold stars in the night.

Babbling......

He waved his pink little hands, kicked his calves, and babbled incessantly, as if he was conveying something to the half-hundred old woman.

"If this son does not die, there will be a blessing in the future!"

Mu Hu said categorically in his heart, and he looked at Xuan Feng's little face from the side.

Although Xuan Feng's little face was covered with bloodshots, and he couldn't see a specific look, his eyes were so bright, and his eyes were as distant and sad as a rainy day.

"This son was born only two days ago, and his eyes revealed such spirituality! ”

At this moment, a bold idea sprouted in Mu Hu's heart - he wanted to wash his hands in the golden basin and use the second half of his life to teach Xuan Feng all the tempering methods he had practiced all his life!

Mu Hu and the other middle-aged man were not from Hongye Village, they came from an ethereal town more than ten miles away.

The three have known each other since childhood, and their respective parents also died early and suffered "illness".

By chance, the three of them were favored by a body refining realm powerhouse who traveled all over the world, and secretly passed down the method of refining muscles and bones.

After they mastered all the formulas and movements, the body refining realm powerhouse disappeared without a trace.

Although the ethereal town is a small town that covers an area of dozens of miles, most of the civilians in the town live the same life as the villagers of Momiji.

The three of them have been bullied by the town's bullies since they were young, and when the three of them grew up to be eighteen years old, they secretly teamed up to kill the bullies in the ethereal town.

When the matter was revealed, they began to live in exile.

However, they were not willing to be silent, relying on their own skills, lurking on the road to Magnolia City many times, and committing acts of robbing homes and houses.

People are the best, and thieves are also good!

The targets of the Wood Tiger Trio were all those notorious bullying landlords, who smuggled the looted goods into the depths of Momiji Village.

After that, they distributed all the money and food they had stolen back to the poor villagers in the surrounding area.

For more than ten years, they have also helped many villagers in Momiji Village.

Therefore, the head of Momiji Village, Xuanhu, and a group of Momiji villagers are familiar with the three of Muhu.

"Mrs. Wang, in the future, you and the two old uncles will live in the Ethereal Town!"

As he spoke, he tore off his tiger fur coat from his body and carefully draped it over Xuan Feng's body.

The half-old woman waved her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked around the grassland, her rickety body trembled, and said in a trembling voice.

"Muhu, you must let all the villagers settle in the ground, and never leave a ...... A piece of flesh and blood. ”

In the end, the half-hundred-year-old woman couldn't cry anymore.

Then, she held Xuanfeng in one hand and walked towards the road she came from with a cane.

"Two old men, the deceased is gone, please mourn!"

The other two middle-aged men each supported a white-haired old man and carefully sent them out of the grassland.

The sun rises in the east, and the dazzling white light is like ripples in the water, passing through a row of red leaf forests in the south of the grassland, reflecting the land on the grassland with a blood-red color.

Each tree in the red-leaved forest is tens of meters high, and its branches and leaves are luxuriant, and each leaf is as crimson as the sunset, and when the breeze blows, the forest will flutter out patches of red leaves.

The red leaves danced in the wind, the ground was drenched in blood, and the breath of the whole grassland was very heavy.

Under the scorching sun, the figures of the three old men stretched for a long time under the reflection of the white light.

Looking at the three old men in the sixtieth armor who were gradually moving away, Mu Hu, a seven-foot man, couldn't help but have a trace of moisture in his eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, the figures of the three old men gradually disappeared on the road leading to the pasture.

"Mu Qi, Mu Yu, you quickly go to the red leaf forest and cut down some dry trees, we have to cremate them before we can let them be buried in the ground. ”

Mu Hu turned around and commanded at the two middle-aged men beside him.

"Yes, big brother!"

The two middle-aged men did not hesitate at all, and as soon as the words fell, the two of them slammed on the ground, and their bodies were like swords off the string, and they rushed straight into the red leaf forest in the south of the grassland.

The three have known each other since childhood, and they worship under the command of a teacher, and the relationship is far beyond the ordinary "brotherhood".

After the two middle-aged men left, Mu Hu took a big stride, a pair of tiger eyes flashing with sharp light, and began to look for the traces left by those innate masters last night on the grassland.

Last night's battle was an earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods, even if it was hundreds of miles away, you could hear the earth-shaking roar.

The three of Mu Hu hid in the depths of the Red Leaf Forest, and according to this, they were only ten miles, so they naturally heard it clearly.

The three of them had no sleep all night, and soon after the roar fell, they traveled day and night, and finally arrived at the pasture the next morning.

They were the first people to arrive here except for the three old men!

"Last night, there was lightning and blood in the sky, the battle must have been fierce, and there must have been a broken magic weapon they dropped here. ”

Mu Hu looked at the ground and thought to himself.

He began his patrol from the south side of the pasture, inspecting the mound of dirt on the ground inch by inch.

Half an hour later......

The wooden tiger still didn't find any broken artifacts, and all that remained on the ground was a cloud of dust except for patches of blood and broken limbs.

"It can't be!"

Mu Hu was a little annoyed, since his cultivation broke through to the Bone Realm, there had been no progress in the past three years.

In the Haoyu Continent, the immortal law is prevalent, and the four empires are also masters.

However, in small border villages like Red Leaf Village and Ethereal Town, very few people have seen the masters of the "Innate Realm".

Although Momiji Village is located at the junction of the Shenlong Empire and the Great Qi Empire, there is a large expanse of endless red leaf forests between the two.

For hundreds of years, the villagers of Red Leaf Village have never seen the Qi people crossing from the other end of the Red Leaf Forest.

Although the scale of the ethereal town is far larger than that of Momiji Village, it is also in an extremely closed state, and Mu Hu and the others know very little about the world outside the town.

"Master once said: If you want to break through the limit of the Body Refining Realm and reach the Innate Realm, you must be guided by other Innate Realm masters......

Muhu pondered as he walked, he raised his right foot and subconsciously kicked towards a pile of weeds on the ground in front of him.

Boom...... There was a muffled sound, the blades of grass flew, and a large cloud of dust rose on the ground.

"Ahh......h

He didn't know what his right foot had touched, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a piercing pain spread all over his body along the sole of his foot.

"What the hell!"

Mu Hu's painful eyes were golden.

Then, he looked stunned, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he looked down at the ground in front of him.

Sure enough, a meadow two meters away was dotted with dozens of large and small pieces of black iron, under the reflection of the hot sun, glowing with shimmering cold light, radiant and shining, and the eyes of the dazzling people were painful.

"Haha...... Lao Tzu has made a fortune!"

In an instant, Mu Hu ignored the large amount of blood spilling from the soles of his feet, laughed and ran quickly forward.

"One, two, three...... Huh? What is this thing?"

He fell to one knee and picked up the black pieces of iron from the grass one by one.

Suddenly, his pupils narrowed slightly, and with one hand he pulled out a mutilated token from a small hole beneath the meadow.

The token is made of Ugin and is the size of a palm, with a large piece missing from the upper left corner, and the surface is stained with blood.

"What is this word?"

Mu Hu was puzzled in his heart, and wiped the token with a wave of his hand.

In the center of the token is a thumb-sized "word" engraved, and although it is broken, the general outline can still be seen.

"Take it back and ask Mr. Feng to take a look. ”

Mu Hu was illiterate, and he didn't think much about it, so he casually inserted the token into the fox belt around his waist.