Shaoguang passed away in a trance, and in a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first month, and the Spring Festival was sacrificed.

This festival originated in ancient times, and spread throughout the Dream Immortal Continent, and it has not declined for a long time.

The years are long, eternal and invisible, the waves of time are endless, and the history is silent.

The original meaning of the Spring Festival has long been redefined by the world. However, no matter how much changes, the Spring Festival is always the most important festival in the world. Every festival, those ancient families will carry out ancestor worship activities.

It coincided with the Spring Festival, and the battle on the same day was canceled, which was the same as the end of the year, and it was another day.

Towards evening, two figures suddenly walked side by side into the East Valley, a man and a woman.

Mu Chen was wearing a green robe, raising his feet and landing between his steps, his eyebrows were cold and waveless, and he seemed to have a deep sadness hidden in his heart. On its right side, Mu Wanyan was dressed in a pale green Luo skirt, smiling lightly, walking slowly and not in a hurry, naturally exuding a warm and elegant style.

"Why don't you keep refusing to speak when you go back this time?" Mu Wanyan suddenly spoke, her voice like a warm wind.

"Anyway, what I said was wrong, so what else to say. Mu Chen replied lightly, looking like a negative child.

After hearing what he said, Mu Wanyan smiled, and then said helplessly: "The cultivation of the body is determined by heaven, you are not suitable for sword cultivation, how can you repeatedly blame your uncle for this." After all these years, you are not too young, you should have understood the truth a long time ago, and you should no longer have that kind of unrealistic thoughts. ”

Mu Chen didn't say a word, just lowered his head and walked forward, and the color of displeasure overflowed on his face.

There was not much time, and the two came to a house and stopped one after another.

He lived in the room on the top floor. Mu Chen dropped an abrupt word, turned around and left.

Mu Wanyan shook her head and smiled, let him go, walked alone to the ring staircase outside the house, and slowly walked towards the top floor.

"Tuk tuk. Mu Wanyan stood outside the house and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

After a few breaths, the door was opened.

Bian Yao poked his head out from behind the door, his black eyes swept outward, and when he saw the person standing at the door, he couldn't help but stand in place.

Suddenly, Mu Wanyan smelled a faint smell of wine, faintly and the aroma of spirit fruits, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything, and smiled in a blink of an eye: "I have something to look for you, how about going out for a walk with me?"

Bian Yao suddenly came back to his senses, let out a soft "oh" in his mouth, and then moved his eyes away from the leaf flap at the other party's sideburns, and walked out of the room.

In this way, the two of them walked down the house back and forth, and walked slowly towards the east valley together.

"Can you guess who I am?" Mu Wanyan asked suddenly.

"The people of the Mu family should belong to the eldest lady and the like. Bian Yao didn't hesitate and answered.

Mu Wanyan smiled lightly and said indifferently: "My father is the patriarch of the Mu clan, that is, the head of the Mu family, don't tell anyone about this." ”

Although Bian Yao felt a little surprised after hearing this, he was not surprised, the identity of the other party had already been stated, he had guessed it before, but he was not very sure.

Seeing that he reflected indifferently, Mu Wanyan smiled, rolled her eyes, and said, "When I went back yesterday, I learned from the chief steward that you had seen my aunt. ”

Bian Yao was puzzled, couldn't help but turn his head, and asked curiously, "Who is your aunt?"

As soon as the words came out, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly said, "Oh...... I know, it's her! The old ghost seems to be calling her some kind of snow. ”

"Mu Qianxue, she is my aunt. Mu Wanyan added with a smile, and suddenly asked: "The old ghost you are talking about, it must be him who asked you to come to Mu County, what kind of person is he?"

"Well......" Bian Yao slowly recalled, "He called himself a night corpse, he had a ghostly face, and he looked a little scary, but he was a good person." ”

"He took my aunt to secretly escape from Mu County, and since I was born, I haven't seen her, and I don't know what she looks like. After listening to his description, Mu Wanyan's demeanor was slightly different.

"To tell you the truth, your aunt's appearance is not ugly, but she is a little fierce!"

"Of course it's not ugly, don't talk nonsense! The third grandfather said that my aunt was very well-behaved when she was a child, and you were luckier than me to meet my aunt before me. ”

"It's not lucky! You think I want to meet that old murderer, it's an old ghost......"

"Don't talk about my aunt like that!" Mu Wanyan interrupted him, his face slightly angry.

Bian Yao pursed his lips and stopped squeaking. In a brief silence, the two of them left the East Valley and headed north along the Valley Road.

The hollow valley is secluded, and the green grass covers the slopes, swaying gently with the evening breeze.

Mu Wanyan was silent, walked slowly, and showed hesitation on her face, and only asked after a while, "How did you meet that Twilight Song?"

Bian Yaozheng felt a little embarrassed, and when he heard her say something, he told her about the first time he met Twilight Song, and the whole process of meeting him in the chaotic place and walking together.

"In this way, you met unexpectedly three times, and finally gathered in the valley, and the fate is very deep!" Mu Wanyan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Bian Yao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, but didn't say anything.

"I don't seem to like to talk much, has he always been like this?" asked Mu Wanyan again.

"In my impression, sword cultivators don't seem to be very talkative, and I don't know what is wrong. Actually, it's okay if you don't talk much, you don't know, he sometimes talks very angrily!" Bian Yao explained seriously.

Mu Wanyan listened quietly, and couldn't help but think of the awkward look he showed when he was healing Twilight Song that day, and unconsciously covered his mouth and laughed.

At this time, the two of them were walking outside the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and when they smelled a faint fragrance, they tilted their heads and looked into the valley, and said at the same time: "The place where you live is really good, it's like a fairyland, can I go in and have a look?"

"No! In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, men are not allowed to enter!" Mu Wanyan said seriously.

"What are you doing so stingy! I'll go in and have a few looks, and then I'll come out. As he spoke, Bian Yao turned around and strode towards Taniguchi.

"If you are not afraid of falling into a coma, go on. Mu Wanyan opened his mouth to warn.

Bian Yao heard it clearly, and suddenly stopped, then turned around and laughed.

It was evening, and the two walked outside the Valley of Hundred Flowers, turning the valley road to the west.

Not long after walking forward, Bian Yao suddenly remembered something, and when he thought about it for a while, he asked, "Do you know what happened to Mu Xiyou?"

Suddenly hearing this question, Mu Wanyan's face sank slightly, his hands twisted his temples, he walked with his eyebrows, and after a moment of silence, he slowly explained the reason for the matter.

It turned out that Mu Xiyou once had a righteous brother from the same village, called Mu Xiqing. That Mu Xiqing is a mid-term dreamer, practicing in the valley together, and he is naturally very close to Mu Xiyou on weekdays. Later, Mu Xi fell in love with a woman in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, but the other party was closer to another early dreamer. In a ten-day battle, Mu Xiqing happened to fight against the enemy of love, but because of jealousy, he moved the intention of killing, and when the opponent lost the ability to resist, he still played a heavy hand, and although the off-court teaching made a timely shot, it was still a step late.

The Mu tribe has clan rules, and it is strictly forbidden to kill each other! Whoever dares to kill his fellow clansmen will not only be severely punished, but will also be spurned by all the Mu tribesmen. Mu Xiqing violated the clan law in public and caused the death of the clan, and his crime is unforgivable!

In a fit of rage, the chief Mu Qiyuan personally took action, and after announcing Mu Xiqing's crime, he shot him dead on the spot!

Although the sinner died, Mu Xiyou, who was close to the sinner in the past, was tired of everyone's anger because of this, and was hated and disgusted by the other Mu people's children. In this regard, Mu Xiyou's heart is bitter but it is unspeakable, after all, what his brother did really shouldn't be!

"This matter clearly has nothing to do with him, why treat him like this!" Bian Yao was unhappy for Mu Xiyou, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

"So what? Do you want the master to summon all the children of the Mu clan to him, and force them not to hate Mu Xiyou, and get along with each other well? People's hearts are uncontrollable, and some things cannot be changed by forced interference by external forces!" Mu Wanyan's face was sad, although she had some sympathy for Mu Xiyou, but her words also revealed a strong sense of helplessness.

Bian Yao lowered his head and thought for a long time, but he couldn't find the slightest reason to refute it, so he remained silent and didn't speak again.

The two kept walking forward, the sky gradually darkened, and when they reached the Qingyin Valley, they turned back again.

On the way back, the two gossiped a few more words. In the end, Mu Wanyan returned to Baihua Valley, while Bian Yao returned to Donggu alone and quietly returned to his house.

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