Since leaving the mountain, I have been with Gangwa for more than half a year.

Because of some misunderstandings, Muyang inexplicably won the first place in the marriage and became the husband of the steel baby, but he did not give birth to any love between men and women for this unexpectedly barbarian wife.

Originally, Muyang wanted to escape from marriage, but later there were many accidents and the steel hammer died in order to save him, which made Muyang feel deep self-blame in his heart, so he decided to leave the tribe with the steel baby.

According to Muyang's idea, he hopes that after taking Gangwa into the big city, with the increase of what she has seen and heard, and the change of her mind, she can meet someone she really likes, instead of being bound by some ancestral rules and ancestral training, after entering the temple, he rarely meets Gangwa, but gives her to Yan Shisan, who has a bold personality and likes to mess around outside, which also has the meaning of deliberate alienation.

But don't you really like Gangwa? Muyang always thought so, at least he didn't think he would have feelings for her between men and women, until he saw Gangwa lying on the bed, dying, he didn't understand how important this barbarian girl was to him.

Mu Yang is only fifteen years old, ignorant of the relationship between men and women, the hatred of his master, the threat of death brought by demon blood and divine gifts are always in his heart, so that he lives under unimaginable pressure every day, so that he ignores many things that should not be ignored.

Muyang's tears fell on the velvet blanket covering the steel baby, and soon soaked a large area.

The steel baby's injuries were extremely serious, the knife wounds on her face and broken arms were not enough to be fatal, and what really brought her to the brink of death was the blue-black tree pattern rune arrow inserted into the back of her heart.

Half an inch of this arrow's arrow pierced her heart, and the blood spurted out filled most of her chest, replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that she would have died a long time ago, Mu Yang could hardly imagine how she had survived until now.

"I'm sorry. ”

Muyang's tears rained down.

"If I hadn't asked you to bid in the first place, I wouldn't have offended the Han family, and they wouldn't have regarded you as a target for vendetta, it's all my fault. ”

"I know that the person who is the main envoy is Han Zhongtian, but my strength is too weak to kill him, if it weren't for the Quicksand East Emperor, I might also die in Han Mansion. ”

"But I won't let him go, I will definitely kill him to avenge you, I just hope you get better soon, I want to take you to the temple, I want to tell the whole world that you are my woman, my Muyang's wife, let you give me a baby, give birth to a lot of babies, steel baby, I beg you, you must wake up, you must ......"

A low cry rang out in the room, and the listeners were so sad and heartbroken.

Muyang gently lay beside the steel baby, pouring out the pain and sadness in her heart, repenting of her neglect and alienation in the past, the steel baby lay motionless on the side of the bed, letting the tears of the man next to her drip on her body and flow into the bottom of her heart, she still closed her eyes tightly, motionless.

I don't know how long it took.

Muyang stopped crying, pushed the door and walked out of the house.

As the night faded, and the morning dawn dawned in the east, he first returned to his bedroom, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then walked towards the gate of the rich manor.

A master of the Yan family who was hiding in the shadows to protect the manor suddenly appeared.

"Mu Gongzi, where are you going?"

"Get me a carriage, I'm going back to the temple. ”

The Yan family master was stunned and hesitated, "At this hour?"

"Don't alarm anyone, I'll go back and sample things and I'll be back soon. ”

Mu Yang said in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes!"

This Yan family master quickly disappeared.

Soon, an inconspicuous carriage stopped in front of Muyang, and after he got into the car, the coachman did not ask out loud, and left directly.

It was about five o'clock in the morning, and the inhabitants of the city were immersed in a sweet dream, and there was not a single figure in sight on the wide avenue, and the carriage was running fast, and an hour later it came to the temple gate.

Mu Yang jumped out of the carriage, and after entering the hall, he bypassed the heavy hall towers, passed through the square of the Chengtian Great Festival, and stopped next to a large hall with a faint smell of medicinal herbs.

At this hour, the clergy and disciples of the temple were also cultivating in their respective rooms, and the entire hall was empty, completely devoid of the noise and noise of the day.

After the divine sense was released, and the enforcers who were not hiding in the shadows noticed him, Mu Yang spit out a few obscure characters in a low voice, crashed into the stone wall in front of him, and disappeared.

After a stick of incense, Muyang appeared in a room on the second floor of the main hall.

The room was not big, there was only a bed and a table in it, and there was nothing on the table, and there was a person lying on the bed.

The man lying on the bed was still very young, he looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, his slightly sunken eyes were closed as if he were asleep, his bare chest and arms were covered with white bandages, and he leaned against a long knife against the wall at the head of the bed.

It was a blood-red broadsword, twice as long as a normal sword.

Seeing this big knife and the sleeping boy on the bed, Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he walked to the side of the bed, and his shoes stepped on the bottom plate paved with a precious spar without making any sound, but when he was less than two meters away from the bed, the young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed miserably after seeing Mu Yang's appearance, and he was about to jump up, he screamed in pain from the severe pain of the wound, and rolled directly off the bed.

At this time, Mu Yang's voice sounded.

"The wounds on your body are all left by me, I know the weight better than anyone else, even if you are healed by divine magic, it will take a day and a night to get out of bed, as for the hands...... You're not my opponent in a winning state, let alone now?"

"How did you get in! What are you going to do?"

The young man who rolled to the ground asked sharply as he endured the pain on his body. He is Han Zhongtian's son Han Baichuan.

Mu Yang sat down next to the bed board expressionlessly.

"After the ranking match, I didn't wait for Zhuang Yusheng to announce the name of the first place and left Vientiane Valley, do you know why?"

"What does it matter to me where you go!"

Han Baichuan quickly calmed down, he sat on the ground with one hand supporting his body, and his tone naturally flowed with the arrogance of a talented young man.

"yes, it really doesn't matter to you where I go. It's like I have nothing to do with your Han family, but you want to kill me, why is that?"

Without waiting for Han Baichuan to speak, Mu Yang said again: "Because I bid for the Scorpion Tiger at a higher price at the auction, your father held a grudge and sent a hornet to get rid of me, and after he missed, he wanted you to take the opportunity of the ranking match to kill me, right?"

Han Baichuan gritted his teeth and stared at Muyang coldly.

"It was the first time I participated in the auction in Kaiyang City, and it was only later that I learned that the increase in the price of one gold coin after another is a provocation and humiliation to the opponent, but if your Han family is really rich, you can use the same way to humiliate me, but your father is good, he will come to Yin if he can't compete with me, this is the style and means of your wealthy families?"