Time flies, and more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, Mu Lin was sitting cross-legged on the stones and cultivating. In the past half a month, in addition to the time he spent with Murong Xue as before, Mu Lin was either trying to break through the late stage of the spiritual power realm every day, or practicing the phantom step, and occasionally became familiar with the hunting dagger, and after more than half a month, Mu Lin used this dagger, but the more skilled he became.

"That's it, I think it's okay anyway." Looking at his growth in the past half a month, Mu Lin is quite satisfied with this.

"Hahaha, Mu Lin Xiaoyou is getting more powerful than before, it's only been three months, it's really hard not to be amazed."

A loud laugh came from the side, who was coming, and Mu Lin already knew who it was.

"Uncle Matsuyama, why are you here?" Mu Lin did not look back, but spoke directly.

"The little friend of the herd forest has been here for three months, and Songshan has never been here, so it seems that there is no hospitality." Matsuyama's face did not change at the moment, and his heart did not beat, and he spoke like a mouth cannon.

Hearing this, Mu Lin didn't want to be too lazy to pay attention to the former, so he came here to talk some nonsense.

Seeing that Mu Lin already looked like a bird didn't want to be himself, Matsuyama smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said, "Actually, the city lord wants to talk to you, so he sent me."

"Oh?" Mu Lin was a little puzzled by this, and he didn't know what this Murong Huande wanted to talk about with him.

"Pastoral friends, please," Matsuyama waved his hand and gestured.

Seeing this, Mu Lin smiled slightly and walked out, and the latter followed.

And at the moment, in the hall.

"Dad, is there anything you did when you asked Mu Lin to come here?" Murong Xue's good-looking eyes were full of doubts.

And Murong Huande on the side just smiled mildly at the moment, and didn't say anything, and after a while, he said a sentence: "Xue'er, when the next Mulin comes, you have to avoid it."

"Hmm" Although I don't know why my father wants to avoid him, I don't think much about it.

After a while, the two of them arrived.

And Murong Huande, who had been waiting in the hall for a while at this moment, saw Mu Lin's arrival, first took Murong Xue away, and then let Songshan go down first. As a result, only the two of them were left in the hall.

"The city lord called the juniors to come this time, what is the so-called matter?" Seeing that only he and Murong Huande were left, Mu Lin asked.

"Hehehe, it's nothing, just ask the little friend of Mulin, how are you doing in the house?" Murong Huande asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Mu Lin really didn't want to answer in his heart, but because of the former's identity, he reluctantly replied: "It's good."

"Then ~ is there nothing else? For example...... Xue'er will go to you every day, and she should have a ......good time," Murong Huande stopped halfway through his words, staring at Mu Lin with a scrutinizing expression.

"I don't know what the city lord is asking for, I only know that I am friends with her, and as her father, should I ask more?" Mu Lin smiled and asked rhetorically.

"So...... It really shouldn't, but ...... What does Mu Lin Xiaoyou think, how is Xue'er? Murong Huande looked at him, and then asked seemingly casually.

If this is replaced by someone else, he may not notice it, but Mu Lin likes to pay attention to details, so the meaning contained in this sentence is also known for seven or eight points, so Mu Lin did not answer quickly at this moment.

After thinking for a while, he slowly spoke: "She's very good."

"Just good?" Murong Huande's eyes widened, and he asked in an aggravated tone.

"It's just that you and I have different definitions of what is good." Mu Lin thought for a moment and explained. In fact, he wanted to say something in his heart: "What does this have to do with you, is it because you are his father?"

Seeing that Mu Lin finished speaking, Murong Huande slightly stretched his brows that were tightly locked at the beginning, and said with a smile: "Hehehe, Mu Lin Xiaoyou answered very cleverly, I don't want to say anything more, since this is the case, then please Mu Lin Xiaoyou watch it in the mansion, I won't stay here for long." After saying that, he left here as if he had received an answer.

"it! Leave after asking? Your grandma's. Mu Lin greeted in his heart.

On the other side, Murong Huande and Songshan were sitting on the edge of the bed talking at the moment, and as soon as Murong Huande left just now, they arrived here.

"What do you think of this little friend of the herdsman?" Murong Huande asked Songshan on the side.

"It's good," Matsuyama replied after a moment's thought.

"What about strength? How does Feng'er compare? Murong Huande then asked.

"The strength of the little brother of the herdsman, when I first met, he was already strong and surprised me, but now, I am afraid that he has already surpassed me a lot." The big man in black touched his chin and thought about it, and then said with a wry smile. Although the black-clothed man has not directly fought with Mu Lin, but the scene of that night The black-clothed man has not forgotten it now, relying on the realm of the peak of the middle stage of the spiritual power realm, he can burst out with such strength, and directly or indirectly fall the two powerhouses in the late stage of the spiritual power realm in a row, although the two have suffered some injuries before, but the black-clothed man feels that if it is himself, it seems that it is a little too difficult to fight against two powerhouses in the late stage of the spiritual power realm in a row to fall, and it is not even a matter of difficulty, which may not be possible at all.

Hearing the words of the black-clothed man, Murong Huan Dezi couldn't help but squint his eyes, and after thinking for a long time, he asked, "Then who do you think is stronger when Mu Lin fights with Feng'er?" "This ...... I'm a little unsure, although Feng'er has a higher realm, he is a rare genius in the Murong family's generation, he has reached the late stage of the spiritual power realm at just twenty, and at the age of twenty-four, he has already stepped into the ranks of half-step spirit people, and his talent in cultivation is still very high, but the talent of the little brother of Mu Lin seems to be even more demonic, and at the age of about eighteen or nineteen, his realm has already reached the peak of the middle stage of the spiritual power realm, and as far as I know, the little brother of Mu Lin's ability to challenge beyond the level is very outstanding, which I have seen with my own eyes, so who is stronger between the two, I'm not sure for sure. Matsuyama didn't know which of the two was stronger or weaker.

"Alas, I don't want to think so much, young people will make their own decisions, I decided to respect Cher's own opinion, after all, I can't be too lenient, otherwise it will backfire." Murong Huande sighed helplessly at this. "Okay then, since the eldest brother has made a decision, then I'll go down first." Seeing that the eldest brother had already made a decision, Matsuyama was also much more stable, and turned his head and left the hall. Murong Huande was silent for a while when he saw this, and then slowly left here.