The mother and son of the Wu family did not enter the house directly, but found a runner to go to the bottom.

The childish child asked in a milky voice: "My mother knows people's hearts well, why don't you come forward for an interview directly?" ”

The woman patiently explained: "Looking at what we are wearing, no matter which store you go to buy something, as long as it is a shrewd store, you will not be able to help but rip off customers." ”

The boy shook his mother's hand and said, "But that's too unpleasant." ”

The woman crouched down, straightened the child's clothes, and held his cheek and said.

"Remember, cultivating the mind is also one of the practices. Cultivating the Tao in good times and cultivating the mind in adversity are indispensable. ”

The child was obviously a little impatient, but he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of his mother, so he had to look at his mother with a blank eye.

The woman was also a little helpless, but she didn't continue to talk to her children about some big truths, but she felt that her children were born with jade and took advantage of the crane, which was an excellent talent. So there is still a long way to go in the future, and although it is arrogant and arrogant at the moment, it can be slowly polished its character. Don't rush it.

When he ran into the slightly messy house, Mu Fan had just buried his grandfather.

At this time, Mu Fan was lying on the recliner, looking at the porcelain piece in his hand with blank eyes.

Not the slightest notice that someone had entered the courtyard wall.

"Mu Fan, whether the piece of porcelain in your hand is for sale or not, someone has paid a lot of money to buy the piece of porcelain in your hand." Running Tang obviously knew Mu Fan.

Mu Fan looked at the young man who was not much older than himself and said.

"Not for sale." With that, he pointed to the door. An eviction order was issued.

Running Tang did not give up, but still took care of himself and tried to do it.

"That's not a few taels of gold, it's a wealth that you can't spend in your life."

Although Mu Fan was in a bad mood, he did not speak ill of this former colleague. Just said a little weakly. "I won't buy this porcelain piece anyway, so stop thinking about it."

The woman outside the courtyard who watched the movement inside was obviously a little displeased when she heard this. But it didn't happen. I suddenly thought of the meaningful words that the monk said when he was leaving, combined with the situation at this time.

"What a bullshit monk, he actually wants to kill someone by my hand." The woman spat at the wall and scolded. Suddenly I thought that my child was still watching. I had to touch his head in embarrassment to show comfort.

"In any case, that monk still has some real skills, and he shouldn't lie to me on that porcelain piece. When in doubt, throw it out. The woman weighed for a while, and her mind was a little tumbling.

It wasn't until the child on the side pulled her hand that she came back to her senses.

"That's it, for the sake of the child's future, I have to gamble on this matter."

With that, he took the child into the courtyard. Then he looked coldly at the young man in the house who was not very emotionally stable.

Mu Fan looked at this strange mother and son, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. But he still asked calmly. "I guess you're the ones who are interested in this porcelain. It's a pity that this porcelain piece is a relic left by my grandfather. I can't sell it. ”

The woman looked at the boy and said, "Don't think about it anymore?" ”

Mu Fan shook his head and did not speak.

Seeing that Mu Fan had made up her mind, the woman did not continue to speak. But he didn't leave there.

Instead, he calmly took off a pure gold hairpin from the top of his head, and slowly walked to the side of the running hall.

When he saw the golden hairpin in the woman's hand, he couldn't hide his joy. I feel that although I can't negotiate this deal, if I can get the golden hairpin, it will be worth the trip.

So he only cared about the joy in his heart, but he didn't notice that the air around him had invaded his body with a trace of coldness.

The woman walked very slowly, strolling through the court. Mu Fan looked at the calm expression on the woman's face. There is an indescribable restlessness in my heart. He slowly approached the edge of the bed backwards, and it was not until his left hand grasped the stick beside the bed that he settled down a little.

The childish boy on the side watched Mu Fan fall backwards and hold the wooden stick. I just thought it was funny, and then I laughed out loud.

When the woman walked in front of the running hall, the running hall carefully looked at the graceful and luxurious woman in front of her. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. What a graceful woman. The woman also smiled and asked, "Isn't it pretty?" ”

ran the hall subconsciously wanted to nod, but suddenly found that his body was suddenly unconscious. It's like you've lost control of your body. I could only watch as the golden hairpin slowly sank into my chest. Traces of blood dripped down the hairpin.

The young running hall only felt an inexplicable pain in his chest. I want to reach out and touch my chest. But his hands seemed to be filled with lead, and he could not move them.

The woman seemed to be worried that the blood would stain her dress, but she just put the hairpin in but did not pull it out. Then he walked up to his son, touched his head and said. "Yangyang, this is your chance, go for it yourself. My mother watched from the sidelines. ”

Mu Fan watched as the pupils of his former familiar peers gradually dilated, and then there was no movement.

The childish boy really rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly towards Mu Fan.

Mu Fan thought about the strangeness of the running hall before his death. Thinking of a way to break the game. After thinking about it, I only felt that it was a certain death. But Mu Fan didn't want to sit still.

Mu Fan held the wooden stick, stabilized his mind, and then looked at the child. When there was only ten steps left between the two, Mu Fan suddenly rushed forward.

The childish boy looked at the way he pounced on him and felt a little funny. So he stopped and waited for Mu Fan to attack.

Mu Fan smashed down with a stick on the head, and the momentum sank. It was as if the child could see the trajectory of the wooden stick falling. It's just a deviation of the head. Then he reached out and blocked the stick. The stick fell in response, but it didn't make any waves.

Although Mu Fan, who knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, he still felt some emotion in his heart at this moment.

"It's really perverted, such a big kid has such a strong physical fitness."

If you can't win with strength, let's attack its key points with speed.

The childish boy weighed the power of Mu Fan's stick. I don't think I can do much harm to myself. So I didn't pay too much attention to it. It's just that I can't help but feel a little depressed.

"Finally, there was a fight, and if I wasn't happy, I would kill you." The childish child said to Mu Fan in a milky voice.

Mu Fan didn't care much about the child's words. I just want to find the flaws of the child. I have to keep an eye on the woman on the side at all times.

Thinking about this, Mu Fan threw the wooden stick in his hand aside, and tightened the porcelain piece in his palm.

"Giving up resistance so soon?" The childish boy saw Mu Fan's actions and said mockingly.

But the hands are not idle. Slowly approached Mu Fan, and then handed out a punch.

Mu Fan also wanted to weigh the gap in strength between the two sides, so he didn't deliberately dodge. Only elbows to catch the punch that would have been thrown at the door.

The momentum is strong and heavy, and as soon as he makes contact, Mu Fan feels a little powerless. The elbow was almost broken. I had to take a few steps backwards and unload the strength of my hands.

The immature boy took advantage of the situation and did not give Mu Fan a chance to breathe. Another punch followed. Hit Mu Fan's waist and abdomen.

Mu Fan rolled on a lazy donkey and avoided the blow. Then he took refuge and went up.

"There must be something extraordinary about this broken piece of porcelain, maybe it can break through the child's body with one blow."

The thoughts in my heart were out of control. And so it did.

Mu Fan held the breath in his chest. Concentrate all your strength on the palm of your right hand. Hand it to young children.

Under the old locust tree in the town, Lu Jiang shook his head at the monk named Huiji.

"It's just a lonely and helpless teenager, why do you need to kill him several times and take his life."

The monk shook the wine gourd in his hand and found that the wine in the gourd had been drunk.

I had to hang the gourd around my waist again.

"Now that he already knows that the Soul Lock Ring has been opened by him, then quickly cut through the mess. Wrap it up. It will be a blessing for him and the world. Otherwise, the one in the ring will break free from the cage. Who do you think can stop him? ”

"But that young man is just a child who carries the spring breeze and hopes that the grass grows, the warbler flies, the flowers are fragrant, and the birds are singing," Lu Jiang couldn't bear it.

"It's because I know that you high-sounding stinky Taoists are indecisive and can't do anything big. That's why I'm here in this town. Hui Ji felt that there was no wine around his waist, and he suddenly became irritable. He kicked the pebble on the side of the road, picked up a grass root and held it to his mouth.

"But..." Lu Jiang wanted to say something more, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"Kill one person and live ten million people, do you need me to repeat such a simple truth to you? Stop being a woman's kindness. Hui Ji shook his head.

In the private school, Xun Qing felt something. Consciousness comes with your heart.

The broken porcelain piece went down with the trend, breaking into the child's chest with a trace of aura, and a trace of blood gushed out. The woman looked at her injured son. His eyes suddenly became fierce.

Then he disappeared from his standing position in an instant, and then appeared between Mu Fan and the child, catching his injured son with one hand. The other hand slapped towards Mu Fan.

Mu Fan only felt that his whole body seemed to be scattered, and his consciousness was about to be shot out of his body.

Xun Qing, who sensed the situation here, didn't care about anything else, but just lightly read out a stop word. The air around me seemed to stand still.

Xun Qing put down the scroll in his hand, and then appeared in the courtyard.

There was still a trace of blood on Mu Fan's mouth, and his body was also hit hard.

The broken porcelain piece took advantage of the momentum and sank into the child's body. Although the child was seriously injured, his life was not in danger. also took advantage of this zero-distance contact to absorb the aura of the porcelain piece. There is always an opportunity to receive the spirit. The woman held the child in her arms and felt the child's breath.

Xun Qing looked at the four people in the courtyard. The picture has changed over time.

At this time, the courtyard seems to be a three-dimensional picture.

Xun Qing only felt a little sad and a little ridiculous. "I only built a few small paths, and I was blinded, and I regarded other people's lives as nothing. If he really proves the way one day. Isn't there a mountain of bones behind him? ”

It's a pity that the mother and son who are in the end can't hear Xun Qing's words after all.

Xun Qing shook his head and did not comment on the mother and son. Just at the feet of the mother and son, a nameless big hand slowly rose to envelop the two. And then he threw them out of the sky.

The mother and son who were thrown out of the town came to their senses and fell straight to the ground.

The blood had soaked Mu Fan's coat, and his consciousness had become blurred.

In a haze, I saw Gu Ting standing aside with a calm face.

"Miss Gu, is that you?" Mu Fan asked weakly.

"I'm here!" She said softly.

"Am I dying?" Mu Fan said with a little regret.

"No, it won't." She whispered comfortingly.

"I haven't tasted the most beautiful wine in the world, I haven't ridden the fastest horse, I haven't climbed the highest mountain, I haven't taken care of my grandfather, I haven't ......" At this time, although Mu Fan was weak, he had a lot of words. As if coveting the last trace of beauty in the world.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" As his emotions became more and more excited, Mu Fan coughed up a little blood.

"Slow down......," she said, with a hint of concern.

"No, you listen to me...... No...... I haven't seen the most beautiful sunset, I haven't seen the immortals who have turned into rainbows in the daytime, I haven't worshiped my father and mother well, I haven't expressed my heart to the girl I like, and I haven't ...... Ahem, cough, I still have a lot of things I want to do......" The more Mu Fan spoke, the more excited he became, and unconscious tears fell.

"Miss Gu, isn't my current appearance ugly......

Gu Ting just smiled faintly, and then shook her head.

"Miss Gu, why do they condemn life and death if they don't agree..... I'm not...... It's not that I'm afraid of death, cough cough, I just can't die yet. Mu Fan muttered more and more sadly.

"I know, I know." Gu Ting said with a smile.

"Miss Gu, do you think I will be able to see my father and mother after I die?"

"Miss Gu, can I still be my father's son in the next life?"

"Miss Gu, it might be good that I died like this. You won't cause trouble to others......"

"Miss Gu, I'm ...... Ahem, I want to tell you I like you...... Miss Gu ...... "The more Mu Fan spoke, the weaker he became, and by the end his voice was already inaudible, his eyes staring at Gu Ting gradually dilated, his pupils gradually dilated, and his whole body exuded a trace of death.

"Actually, I like you too, Mu Fan." Gu Ting muttered in a low voice. His gaze gradually changed from sadness to firmness.

"Don't worry, if Daddy can't save you. I will not spare the man who wounded you. As for the man who is using tricks behind his back. I may not be able to beat it now, but in ten years' time, I will punish it myself. ”

Gu Ting stared at Mu Fan lying on the bed and was speechless for a long time. It wasn't until a pair of big hands behind her shook her shoulders that she came back to her senses.

"Dad, Mu Fan, he ......"

"Dad already knows, Mu Fan is my apprentice who is about to be accepted as a personal heir, and I will save him no matter what." Gu Xizi's eyes were shining. The mortal smell that had been dormant for many years then vanished.

A small cone pen with a delicate style stands on Mu Fan's eyebrows.

"Gather!" With an edict. The furnishings in the house are windless and automatic.

A little starlight gathered on Mu Fan's eyebrows.

"For the father, with the artistic conception of time, gather his soul. Then he repaired his body with the elixir that strengthened the foundation and cultivated the yuan. If the son is lucky enough and his soul has not completely dissipated, the father can turn that trace of soul into a mustard seed and call him back to his soul. Gu Xizi patiently explained to her daughter,

"Pay attention to the artistic conception of being a father, it will be of great benefit to your future practice."

At this time, the vision was born, and the silk soul that should have gathered on the top of the eyebrows was pulled away by something in the clothes on Mu Fan's chest. A terrifying aura flashed and vanished. Then Mu Fan's body was bathed in a slight purple glow, and the wound was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Dad, this is ......" Gu Ting said in surprise.

"For the father, I don't know. Maybe it's this kid's own chance. Gu Xizi was also a little dumbfounded.

At this time, Mu Fan was in an unknown field, and the night was dark around him, and the bright lights in the distance were flooding. Brighten the entire space.

Not far away, a thing can be seen standing fiercely, looking at it, its appearance is not visible, like the pillar of optimus. Looking up, a dragon head stood on it, staring at two eyes bigger than Mu Fan's body. Looking at Mu Fan, not angry and arrogant!

The young man in the small town had never seen such a scene, and Rao was in the state of mind that Mu Fan had experienced a death catastrophe, and he also had some heart palpitations. Although his legs were a little weak, he did not retreat.