"Have you heard? Yesterday's top 10 people on the Hidden Dragon List were beaten overnight. ”

"I've also heard that that person only made one move against the enemy, and even Lin Jin, who was the first on the hidden dragon list, didn't catch the second move."

"No, it's so strong."

"Why not, many people present can see it clearly, and in the end, the person also left his name, it seems that his name is Mu Qing, it can't be the fool of the Mu family..."

"It's really fake, then we're not even stupid."

……

For a time, the news of Mu Qing's beating of the strong people on the Hidden Dragon List swept through the entire Manchurian City like a plague, from the streets to the alleys, from the roadside vendors to the passers-by in the market.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and even the dumb people on the street opened their mouths and screamed.

In addition, the top ten of the hidden dragon list are closed at this moment, which undoubtedly fulfills the authenticity of the rumors.

In short, regardless of whether this is true or not, the fool of the Mu family is on fire, and it is a mess.

In a restaurant, the business was deserted a while ago, but today it was directly full, and people who had no seats directly leaned on the window and pricked up their ears.

Syllable!

As Xingmu took a picture, the storyteller on the stage began to say again, "It is rumored that auspicious clouds fell from the sky when the third son of the Mu family was born, dragons and phoenixes chirped in mid-air, a hundred birds returned to their nests, and swords..."

"Blah blah blah bla I said Uncle Zhao, the third son of the Mu family is a recognized fool in our Manchurian City, are you sure it's not the same person? ”

Uncle Zhao was only halfway through his speech when he was interrupted by the melon-eating crowd in the audience and questioned it.

"Of course it's the same person, and this can be fake." Uncle Zhao was obviously a little displeased when he heard that he was blowing his beard and glaring.

"Moreover, I also know that the other two major families in Manchuria City will take the time to go and find out what is going on these days."

Uncle Zhao patted his chest with one hand and said confidently, during which he did not forget to pinch his fingers and count the time.

"Nima, it seems like today."

I saw him leave a sentence and hurriedly leave the restaurant and rush towards the Mu family.

The people sitting were stunned at first when they heard this, and when they came back to their senses, Uncle Zhao was already gone, and a group of people couldn't care about it so much immediately, and they went together.

The originally full restaurant was silent in an instant, except for the old and young people in the corner.

"Master, there is such a magical person in the world, why don't we go and see it?" The boy asked.

"Hmm." The old man replied simply, and rushed towards the Mu's house with the man.

Manchurian City, Mujia.

The Mu Mansion, which no one dared to approach, was about to be trampled on at this moment, and with the people of the other two families leading the team, a group of people turned into desperate San Lang and rushed towards the Mu Mansion, undoubtedly just wanting to verify the authenticity of the matter with their own eyes.

"Master, it's not good... It's really bad..."

In the compound, I saw a servant with a panicked look, stumbling and running, and almost fell to the ground.

"Didn't you tell you to stand at the door? What are you doing here? The middle-aged man kept wandering in front of the shepherd house, and scolded with displeasure in his mouth.

"I can't stand it, I really can't stand it..."

"Boom~"

As soon as the words fell, they heard a sound of collapse, and the two looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, and they didn't have to think about it to know that the door of the Mu family must have been trampled on.

"Iniquity..."

"This kid has been stupid for fifteen years, which one lacks virtue and spreads rumors outside, isn't this a trick."

The middle-aged man patted his thigh with one hand, so angry that he didn't know how to explain it to everyone, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

"Haha... Master of the Shepherd, I didn't expect you to hide deep enough over the years! ”

At this time, a man with a beard and cheeks walked over with a smile, the same age as the head of the Mu family, Lin Zhentian, the head of the Lin family.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, the third son of the Mu family has deceived us all these years in disguise."

At the same time, there was another man with a national character face, Gu Jia's head of the southeast.

Then there was a huge crowd of people, all kinds of people, each with its own merits, just to witness the demeanor of Mu Qing.

Seeing this scene, Mu Xiong's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Can't! It's a shame.

"What a blessing for the shepherd..."

"Master of the herdsman, you are really in good spirits on happy occasions, everyone, look at it, how ruddy the face of the master of the herdsman is."

……

Everyone, you said a word, and you almost didn't blow up Muxiong's lungs.

Just when Mu Xiong wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, he saw his brows furrowed, and he felt that four extremely powerful breaths were coming, and he was even more panicked in his heart.

In an instant, the clear sky suddenly darkened, the birds of the mountains and forests flew together, and the demon beasts trembled on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the people have reached the sky above the herd's house.

"It's over... It's over..."

Mu Xiong raised his head and stared at the four people standing in the air, their cultivation was even more unfathomable, and from the costumes, they were actually people of the Four Great Divine Sects.

One carries a flute, one holds a feather fan, one sits on a colorful elk, and one stands motionless.

The four are the White Egret Divine Cult, the Sage Divine Cult, the Golden Bridge Divine Cult, and the Seven Star Divine Cult.

The common thing is that these four people are all old, and their hair and beards are all white, and at the same time, they are mixed with a feeling of being a fairy and a bone.

In the Qingyun Continent, the power is divided into one hall, two sects, four sects, six domains, and countless cities from strong to weak.

"Which one is Mu Qing?" The old man with the flute on his back took the lead in asking, and the four divine senses roamed through everyone in the courtyard, as if peeping.

"Back... Back to my lord, Mu Qing should still be in the house. Lin Zhentian pretended to tremble at this time, and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of Muqing's house.

Hearing this, the four people in mid-air once again leaned out of their divine sense and leaned towards Mu Qing's room to find out.

At this moment, Mu Xiong finally sensed that something was wrong, this matter only spread in Manchuria City yesterday, why did the four major divine sects tens of thousands of miles away rush to hear about it today?

This is clearly a conspiracy, the kind that wants to kill the herdsman family and never turn over.

As the person involved in this matter, Mu Qing was sitting in the room, his eyes were closed, his body began to rise and fall into the air, and then it slowly fell, and the stupid memories of more than ten years rushed to him like a torrential rain.

One night when I was five years old, I saw Makio doing exercises in his room...

One evening when I was six years old, a maid was bathing by the river...

One morning when he was seven years old, Makio dreamed of calling other women's names, and was beaten violently...

……

Mu Qing, who learned all this, was full of helplessness on his face, and he peeked at people's privacy all day long except playing, but he still fused with this memory.