Mu Qing hesitated again and again, and finally did not go to the Sushen Empire through the Dragon Bridge, he didn't like the customs over there, and it was said that he could marry eight wives, and he couldn't bear it. Of course, it's not because the beauties over there are all fat.

"You said the beautiful women over there are fat, is that true?"

"Really, I've seen it." The Monkey Sect Ancestor was very sure, but Mu Qing felt that it was lying to himself.

One person and one monkey on the road, going to Mucheng, they know their position very well, they can't beat the eight lambs of the king, and running is the best policy.

But on the way over, Mu Qing and the golden snub-nosed monkey found a lot of people, crowded with people, and muttered something like 'the young hero guards the common people' and 'I want to wait for the young hero to grow up and give birth to a child for him'.

"It's terrible to chase stars, I don't know which unlucky guy was targeted by illegitimate rice."

He was curious, and the golden monkey wondered, and the two followed.

And then, it's back again!

He found out that this unlucky guy was himself.

Looking at the burned ruins, Mu Qing scratched his face in embarrassment, the golden monkey coughed dryly, looked left and right, and sneaked away.

On the avenue to Mucheng, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but Mu Qing's head is shrouded in a faint cloud.

He couldn't figure it out, which bastard demon king spread the news? So many people came.

The golden monkey helped him review, and Mu Qing remembered the people he had saved before.

"Can't you?" Mu Qing felt that they were not so kind, knowing that it was a demon cave, they would bring people back to kill them?

Not to mention that the Sui Tianzong has a strong heritage, the Jiuting family is enough for them to drink a pot, and once the Jiuting Tomb 'cooperates' with the demon king in advance, not to mention the gate of the Jiuting family, even the periphery of the mountain range can't enter.

Mu Qing finally stopped worrying about these things, crossed several thick mountain ranges, crossed mountains, and arrived in Mucheng that night.

Because of the matter of Jiuting, now there is a heated discussion in Mucheng, Mu Qing was speechless, and suddenly felt that this should not be done by the demon king, it was a bit artificial.

Just being able to shake the royal family already shows that the operators behind it are not simple.

The golden monkey told him not to think so much, and to jump around and start tasting the delicacies of the world.

The well-behaved appearance attracted a lot of onlookers, and when they encountered the good-looking mushroom, they rubbed it on as soon as it slipped through the smoke, and scraped between the 'layers of mountains', which was very shameless;

Wandering out until late at night, Mu Qing took a short break, and when he went downstairs to drink, he overheard the general idea of the whole thing.

He got up, paid them for a drink, and began to find out.

"The two elder brothers are saying that there are people behind this, so they arouse public anger?" Mu Qing asked.

Sitting on the left was a large monk of one meter eight, with a big waist and a round waist, as strong as a bear, and his voice was low: "The news I heard is so, but no matter what, this Jiuting family is indeed hateful." Now it's okay, someone has eliminated harm for the people, and the prince of the world has been personally recruited, and the evil still dares to act rashly? ”

Mu Qing nodded noncommittally, and began to think deeply about which king and eight lambs it was, he was worried that if the matter was too big, he would attract attention and become dangerous.

Soon, news came back from the already lively street that the prince was back!

Everyone was overjoyed, and there were high-ranking officials and nobles everywhere who had fun, and even young girls and sons appeared one after another, some even sent poems to congratulate, and some shouted, wanting to arouse the favor of the prince.

The golden snub-nosed monkey moved quickly, climbed down the railing, found Mu Qing, and followed him out of the door.

I saw that the left and right sides were welcomed, and the stars and moons were nothing more than that, and the cheers and shouts were even more resounding, like thunder.

The golden monkey was dissatisfied with this, and his soul transmitted: "It's just a leak, what are you proud of?" It looks like he really did it. ”

At the thought of almost being slashed, the golden monkey wanted to go up and slap him twice.

It's really infuriating to see the results of hard work being snatched away.

The prince on horseback enjoyed it very much, his face was full of spring breeze, he kept greeting the people around him, and at the same time he personally raised the banner of the Jiuting family high, indicating that he had won the battle.

"Gold-plated, not all like that." Mu Qing didn't care.

The Jiuting family heritage has been divided between himself and the demon kings, and the prince can benefit from this battle, which is also earned by his thick face as a city wall.

Moreover, with such a large-scale expedition, you have to bring something back, right?

The most important thing is that the topic of teenage heroes is too big, and something has to be covered up. Mucheng Shizi is the best candidate, since someone has to come forward, why can't it be the son of the world with his back to the big tree?

At that time, even if someone comes to the door, it will be looking for him, and it has nothing to do with him.

Because of the matter of the prince's 'return from a great victory', Mucheng was lively all night, and Mu Qing and the golden monkey could not cultivate, so they could only lie down and sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, the golden monkey was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking very old on his back, as if he had undergone some upheaval.

Mu Qing stepped forward and patted it on the back and said, "Don't be depressed, it will be several years from here to the capital, and we have to take a detour to Dancheng." ”

"Oh, how do you hold your breath?"

The golden monkey was so angry that it went out again last night, and to the depths of the palace.

The prince of Mucheng is very happy in the name of 'eliminating harm for the people', and he is very happy, but what about himself? Go to the 'layers' and take a walk to pretend to be cute and cute, it can't stand it, and its heart is unbalanced.

"Monkey Sect Ancestor, can you have a little bit of style." Mu Qing was embarrassed, daring to love this guy was not angry because he was robbed of his merits.

"Then ....." The golden snub-nosed monkey was speechless for a while, changed his words, and said with a serious face: "You are right, I am the ancestor of the monkey, I want to see the splendor of the world, and not compete with the ordinary people for honor." Well, I've decided not to bother with him this time. ”

"Really?" Mu Qing put down the water glass, frowned and thought for a while, not quite convinced.

Then, the Monkey Ancestor said that if he postponed his departure for a day, he would go to make friends with the Son.

Mu Qing couldn't figure out what this guy was going to do, and before he could speak, the guy turned into a sparrow and went straight to Muwang City.

Watching the golden monkey perform this skill in front of him for the second time, Mu Qing's eyes were still red with jealousy, and he muttered: "Seventy-two changes of Sun Monkey." ”

Then he made up his mind: "No, take it to the smoke willow field tonight, and let it teach me the skills." ”

Mu Qing then went to the auction hall to exchange for something that was beneficial to the soul, and then put Cangtian Yuna into it to soak, but the effect was not great, even if he absorbed all of it, he couldn't wake up the sword spirit.

He searched all over the city, and the money consumed was huge, so he almost mortgaged his pants.

In the end, he got the news that there was a desert of Tagar where there were many monks with strong souls, and there was no way to do it.

"Targer." Mu Qing said to himself, asked the shopkeeper for a map, the shopkeeper collected the money, was very enthusiastic, and marked the exact location.

He pinched his beard and reminded with a serious face: "I only went there once a few years ago, and I can't guarantee what it will be like over there now." One thing is for sure, though, this place is dangerous. ”

Calloused fingers poked at the southern edge of the desert, a large complex of buildings marked with the words 'Black Triangle' in blood-red lettering.

"Black Triangle?" Mu Qing was puzzled and humbly asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

The boss was very taboo, and reminded him in disguise, saying: "Even the gods and Buddhas here can only survive with difficulty, if you are just looking for a monk who specializes in soul cultivation, just go around this desert, there may be clues." ”