Chapter 1790: One Cry, Two Troubles, Three Hangings (4)

Just do it!

While speaking, Mu Ding condensed a green wood card directly between his two fingers and stirred into the sky, as if recording the whole thing in the card, and went to ask the old man for justice.

"Sue! It's like you're the only one who says you! Mu Changsheng looked disdainful.

His own Dan Li is not much different from Mu Ding, and the head of the family will not be partial, so he just took this opportunity to take a good look at Mu Ding. The first is to accuse Mu Xiaoxiao of beating people in Qingshuge the day before yesterday but was not struck by lightning, but used evil methods to punish Mu Lin. The second is to expose Mu Ding's guilt of bullying the weak, ignoring the old clan orders, and taking the wooden stove back to the wooden palace without authorization!

Even if he can't touch his roots, he won't be able to get benefits!

In the blink of an eye, a Aoki card also flew up from Mu Changsheng's fingertips and disappeared into the air.

"Can't you stop for a while and let the old man refine a pill?"

Soon, in front of Mu Hua, the contemporary head of the Mu family in the Medicine Holy Hall, two tokens with the same spirit appeared, for the battle between Mu Ding and Mu Changsheng in front of the Chaohua Gate, his old man was not unaware, but the Mu family was strong, and he had always been obsessed with the way of alchemy, and he especially didn't like to pay attention to these messy things.

Just when Mu Feng stopped what he was doing and hesitated how to appease the angry two, he looked at the sky above the flower gate, but quietly and silently......

There was a green thunderbolt!

Mu Changsheng was leaning his neck, with an expression on his face that he was afraid of whom, waiting for the head of the family to come forward and give everyone an explanation.

Coldly, terrifying lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit his Heavenly Spirit Bone directly!

Thundered!

The blue light filled everyone's field of vision, and when the things in front of them returned to normal, the Mu family monk in front of the Chaohua Gate was shocked to see that Mu Changsheng was lying on the ground, smoking above his head!

"Hahahaha! Don't bother with the old man's brain, the old ancestor has already made a decision for me. ”

Detecting such a scene with his divine sense, the head of the Mu Feng family laughed, quickly took out a token from his fingertips and threw it outside the house, and at the same time, his hands quickly sealed, wrapping his Dan room layer after layer with a formation, so that in a short period of time, no one's token would interfere with his refining of this furnace jade pill!

"It's all because my cultivation was too poor back then, and I couldn't beat Mu Song, Mu Shan, Mu Bai and others...... In the end, I can only be forced to be the head of this unlucky family, the old man, I just want to be like them, retreat all day long, alchemy! ”

After doing this, the old man Mu Feng, who was not interested in power at all, stared at his medicine tripod intently.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Seeing Mu Changsheng's identity bounce weakly on the ground, puffs of black smoke coming out from under his broken clothes, even Mu Ding, who was ready to fight to the end, couldn't help but have a broken expression on his face.

Thunder in the Blue Sky......

Generally, only the disciples of the Mu family are punished, and those who hurt others with their hands are punished. There is no punishment, and there is no bloody strife.

However, for two days in a row, it did not hesitate to attack Mu Changsheng's father and son.

Mu Ding and Mu Ziming were still in a state of shock, but Mu Liu was already staring at Zhen Xiaoxiao in amazement......

He was keenly aware that the two accidents were all because of her existence!

"Hahahaha! Good thunder! Good thunder! ”

Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't know how the Mu family's Qingtian Thunder worked before, but he saw that this Lei Wei was very fair, and he could solve the siege for himself in time every time, so he smiled and clapped his hands and praised.

Her laughter and the faint roar of the faint roar in the sky after the Qing Lei judged Mu Changsheng, projected in the hearts of the monks of Mu Changsheng's lineage, as if it was a haze that could not be erased.