"Brother Nie, you're here!"

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"Hehe, Brother Mu, the little brother was reckless just now, and it disturbed you, I'm sorry!"

Nie Feng respectfully apologized, but Mu Lian stretched out his hand to support him.

"Brother Nie said this, is he deliberately looking down on me? Hehehe, where do we need to be so polite!"

Mu Lian smiled heartily, so that Nie Feng couldn't help but quickly forget the little episode just now.

"I'm just looking for you, the time for Qingshan Gate to come to Guyun City is scheduled to be in October after the autumn, and there are still no more than five full months before now, hehe!"

Mu Lian opened his five fingers and compared, his eyes showed a hint of pride, maybe Nie Feng didn't know, wind rumors are easy to obtain, but it is extremely difficult to inquire about such secret and accurate news, but fortunately, it is Mu Lian who has a very special identity and qualifications, otherwise, if he is replaced by an ordinary inner disciple, I am afraid that if he is given three or five months, I am afraid that there is still no way.

"Brother Mu, this news is very important to me, thank you very much!"

Ignoring Mu Lian's objections, Nie Feng insisted on bowing deeply to Mu Lian, making the latter shake his head helplessly.

Next, Nie Feng told Mu Lian about the three-month guard mission, and the latter's brows furrowed slightly.

"Brother Nie, I won't tell you, I suspect that someone here should be targeting you. You listen to my analysis first, and then make a judgment. Under normal circumstances, for new swordsmen, our Mufu will give a cultivation period of one to two months, on the one hand, to let the new swordsmen gradually adapt to their own identity, and on the other hand, to show the importance and special preferential treatment of our Mufu. Except in rare circumstances, such as the arrival of a major enemy or the occurrence of a major event, it will be recalled by Mission Management as soon as possible. Yours is not one of them. ”

"In addition, the Black Wind Mountain is extremely desolate and remote, in addition to the sparse population and poor materials, all kinds of fierce beasts are endless, even including some really high-level fierce beasts, under normal circumstances, even if the person who enters the sword is very afraid of that place, he does not dare to go deep easily. ”

"A few years ago, the iron ore cave opened by our Mufu in the area of Heifeng Mountain, although the quality of the ore is not bad, but due to the dangerous location, it is extremely difficult to collect, so the annual output is really not much. In this regard, our Mufu only spent money to recruit some sword slaves who had no way out to mine freely, and never sent swordsmen to protect them. ”

"Therefore, it is really a little unclear that you are coming from this mission, I suggest that you wait a few more days, wait for my father to come back, investigate clearly, and then go again!"

Mu Lian's frowning eyes flashed with a faint look of worry.

"Oh, isn't the Great Elder in the mansion?"

Nie Feng's eyes raised slightly, and his face was full of doubts.

"My father went out this time, it is said that it is to solve some kind of trouble, at least ten days and more than half a month, and he will definitely be able to return. ”

Mu Lian thought for a moment and replied.

After pondering carefully for a few minutes, Nie Feng finally let out a long sigh.

"Forget it! I'm afraid I can't wait for the Great Elder to return! I still don't believe that with a small mission, I can still be killed, and I will leave tomorrow!"

Nie Feng stubbornly raised his chin, revealing his unique confidence and arrogance.

The task management office, but it is directly subordinate to the senior managers of Mufu, and almost no one dares to disobey the tasks issued, otherwise not only will the income be reduced, but it may even be pulled into the red list and blacklist, and finally be expelled from Mufu.

Therefore, Nie Feng, who had finally climbed to the status of a superior person, did not dare to disobey him more. Moreover, the development of the Nie clan's sword-casting shop still depends on the power of the Mu Mansion in order to have a smooth ride.

Of course, in most cases, the task management office will carefully consider the individual's strength before assigning the task, only in this way can the true role of the swordsman be brought into play as much as possible, and at the same time, the loss will be minimized as much as possible. For the Mu Mansion, even a swordsman who has just entered the realm is an indispensable force to maintain the normal operation of the grand Mu Mansion.

Mu Lian seemed to be able to sense Nie Feng's situation at the moment, so he didn't do much to persuade him, so he had no choice but to tell Nie Feng to be careful in everything, and to be sure to come back safely, and he was ready to wait in the Qingshan Gate to greet this little junior brother.

In fact, Nie Feng did not say his guess, that is, he suspected that it was likely that the Third Elder Mu Lei was secretly making trouble, after all, almost all of his opponents in the Mu Mansion were from the Three Elders, and the one who could influence the decision of the task management office must also be a senior management of the Mu Mansion, and all kinds of signs pointed to the Third Elder alone.

"Is it because I cleaned up Mu Qing and Mu Guo? This old guy is too narrow-minded! Okay, let you live a few more years, and when I am strong, I will come back to you to settle accounts!"

Except for the festival between himself and Mu Qing and Mu Guo, Nie Feng didn't think about anything else, he wouldn't have thought of it at all, and it was impossible to think that what the Third Elder Mu Lei was thinking about was not those children fighting, but the real treasure-level thing, that is, the "Thunder Dragon Heavenly Dance Sword Technique" that was also regarded as a treasure by Nie Feng.

Nie Feng, who returned to the small courtyard, did not delay much, and after packing a few changes of clothes, he said goodbye to his parents the next day and walked alone on the path to Heifeng Mountain.

Nie Feng's trip this time did not tell his parents how much danger there was, so Nie Tong and his wife only treated it as an ordinary trip for their sons, and even because they were going to complete the task entrusted by Mufu as deacons this time, Nie Tong and his wife still had a bit of smug joy on their faces.

Nie Feng looked deeply at his parents who sent out the sword-casting shop, then turned his head and strode towards the distance, there were countless unknowns waiting for him to explore, with indomitable courage, he believed that he would be able to overcome obstacles and return smoothly.

Black Wind Mountain is not close to Guyun City, and it will take about half a month to walk quickly. Nie Feng bought a pretty good dark horse at the gate of Guyun City, and walked out of Guyun City directly at a trot, stepping onto a flat road.

The road in front of him was endless, like the body of a giant serpent, winding into the distance, and the sky was surrounded by patches of reckless mountains, and the Black Wind Mountain might be somewhere among the mountains in the distance.

With the simple map in his arms, Nie Feng identified the next direction, quickly whipped up, and ran quickly towards the main road.

Along the way, there are a lot of people coming and going, most of them riding horses or riding carriages, and they don't talk to each other in a hurry.

The dull and boring journey is the most likely to make people feel impetuous, and before they know it, the sun is almost noon, and Nie Feng's dark horse is also running out of a faint sweat, and his mouth is a little dry.

Holding the pergola in his hand, Nie Feng's eyes narrowed vigorously, and there was a simple tea stall not far away, about a quarter of an hour away from Nie Feng. In addition to the joy in his heart, he urged the dark horse under his crotch to run quickly towards the tea stall.

At the tea stall, there are three black-clothed young men sitting around a table, slowly sipping steaming tea, and the tea is boiled by an old man with a rickety back, the old man's hair is mostly gray, the wrinkles on his forehead seem to be filled with the endless vicissitudes of time, almost hanging down from the forehead, and a pair of cloudy eyes are also tightly squinted by wrinkles, as if he may completely cover his eyes at any time.

The three black-clothed young men, all seventeen or eighteen years old, were dressed exactly the same, so that Nie Feng could see at a glance that these three people should belong to a certain organization, and their status should be about the same, but what made Nie Feng feel slightly strange was that there were only two horses tied to the three of them, and the horses were lazily bowing their heads and gnawing on the wild grass on the ground.

The tea stall was very simple, and even there were only three tables for the guests, so Nie Feng chose a table by the side of the road and sat down.

The old man who was making tea quickly stepped forward, took the tea bowl for Nie Feng, and added a bowl of steaming tea. According to Nie Feng's instructions, he took another small bucket and drank half a bucket of water for his black horse.

"Hey, boy......"

A young man's roar came from behind Nie Feng, Nie Feng turned his head and found that one of the three black-clothed young men was staring at him with fierce eyes, Nie Feng thought about it carefully for a long time, and he didn't remember that he knew these three people, so he didn't pay attention to it, turned around and continued to drink tea.

"Stinky boy, it's you who shouted! Are you deaf?"

The black-clothed young man with a fierce look in his eyes left his seat and strode towards Nie Feng.