Everything in front of me is still so familiar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but the door of Nie's sword-casting shop was closed, and the stone steps at the door were pale cyan moss, apparently this place had been closed for a long time.

Nie Feng didn't open the door of the sword-casting shop, but only looked at it lightly, and then walked towards the gate of the Mufu Mansion.

The gate of the Mufu was still so bright, but the two family members at the door were no longer familiar to Nie Feng, so when Nie Feng was about to enter the stairs, he was stopped, and he was not allowed to enter because Nie Feng had issued the identity card of the Mufu.

After a long time, he is no longer the fourteen-year-old boy he was back then, but has become a tall and broad-eyed young man, although he has just turned seventeen years old, but the vicissitudes on his face are no exaggeration to delay his age a lot, people who are not familiar with him, must think that he is in his twenties, and is the kind of swordsman who has experienced real killing.

Generally speaking, this kind of swordsman should not be provoked lightly, otherwise it is common to kill people and splash blood five steps at every turn.

Nie Feng had a cold face like this, and walked towards his parents' house step by step, and many people in the Mu Mansion were whispering along the way, I don't know where this big master came from, what does it have to do with the Mu Mansion, and what is the reason for coming to the Mu Mansion!

Without mentioning everyone's discussions, Nie Feng finally came to the door of his small courtyard. There were still the firewood gates, fence walls, and thatched huts that Nie Feng had dreamed of several times.

Nie Feng slowly pushed open the chaimen, which had fallen into disrepair and let out a piercing squeak.

"Who?"

A voice of Nie Feng's long-lost longing, with a slight hoarseness, came out of the thatched house, but what made Nie Feng strange was that his mother's long-lost figure did not appear at the door of the thatched house as he wished, what was going on?

Strange, Nie Feng hurried two steps and stepped into the small door of the thatched house.

It was dusk in front of me, and although it was sunny and white outside, it was difficult to hide the coldness of the hut, and on the bed in the back, a woman with an equally dim face, was half-propped up and looked at the door with a puzzled expression.

"Mother, it's me! I'm Feng'er, I'm back!"

Nie Feng's trembling voice sounded, and he rushed to the woman with a brisk step, his majestic body hugged the woman's shoulders tightly, and the long-lost warmth made Nie Feng almost faint.

Nie finally came back to his senses, his trembling hands gently caressed Nie Feng's face that was already stained with tears, and after it was completely confirmed, the woman wailed and couldn't help crying loudly.