Time has passed, and the decoration in the room is completely different from what I remember. Murong Qi was a little sad. Once upon a time, it was her warmest, most dependent, and harbor.

Sitting on the soft big bed, Murong Qi said lightly: "I thought it was wrong." I shouldn't have come back. Grabbed towards Murong Qingshu, the little girl wanted to dodge, but where was she Murong Qi's opponent, her little hand was grabbed by her, "Back then, I also sat in this room like you and spent my eighteenth adult birthday." Now that it is yours, don't let it down, and I hope you will have what I have done in the future!"

Tap twice, stand up, and walk outside.

The others looked at each other, not understanding what she meant.

Walking in the last Xiang Xing, he turned around and said: "Be optimistic about this house, if there is a chance in the future, this king will buy it." ”

The door closed, and Murong Qingshu reacted for a long time: "What's the matter with the security?

But it was said that the five people of the castle did not leave. Because between the sky, there are many figures. With the eyes of five people, you can see it at a glance. The Ironclad took the people of the other worlds they had just invaded and landed on the lawn of the castle.

Among them was the thinking tribal man. At this time, he was seizing the time to make the pan flute in his memory. Be concerned about your own situation and the things around you.

Before his mind was opened, he couldn't understand anything else, and he remembered to make the flute and make the sound of his thoughts.

The door to the princess's room opened again. A middle-aged beautiful woman with a ruddy face barged in: "Qingshu, move quickly, everyone is ready to be slaughtered!"

At this time, Murong Qingshu was putting a pink princess dress on her body, smelling the urging of the beautiful woman, and said hurriedly: "It's right away, it's going to be right away!"

The beautiful woman set aside the other women and went into battle in person to dress her own precious little princess.

Skirts are worn, as well as all kinds of expensive headdresses, necklaces, earrings, etc., anyway, everything that can be brought is brought on, and the little girl is dressed up with golden light, piercing people's eyes.

"Mom, do you have someone named Murong Qi in our family?"

The half-squatting beautiful woman straightened the hem of the princess's skirt and said, "Yes! What are you doing for this?"

"Just ask. Which branch do you work in? Or that branch of the slums? No, they don't look like they came from a poor family. ”

The beautiful woman said, "What nonsense? There is only one person named Murong Qi in our Murong Mansion, and that is the myth of our family. We have the power we have now, and it's all given by Ancestor Qi. ”

"What? How do I not know?"

"After tonight. Your father will take you to the ancestral hall to worship Qi ancestor. I'm eighteen years old, and I'm going to grow up...... Family matters should also be made clear to you. ”

Murong Qingshu cautiously asked, "Is there anyone else in our family who is called Qi?"

"Ancestor Qi's name is unknown, don't say that our family, that is, no one in the entire Mu world dares to take this word. ”

"Ah......" Murong Qingshu screamed, "It's over...... Damn it...... Damn ......"

The beautiful woman grabbed her daughter who wanted to run out and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to scare your mother to death?"

"It's not...... Mother...... She...... Here she comes...... Ancestors...... Ancestor Qi has just been here......"

"Really, don't lie to your mother!" the beautiful woman would not believe what her daughter said. According to the family history, when the ancestor of Qi came, the heavens and the earth changed color, and he was accompanied by a large boundless galaxy warship. Mujie thus opened the age of the galaxy, and the name of this world was also unanimously approved by all citizens at that time.

"I didn't lie to you......" Qing Shu ran to the head of the bed, took a completely transparent palm-sized thing, clicked a few times, and a picture appeared in the room.

It was taken by a monitor outside the princess's room. Five people, come in, and after a while, five people go out, and the beautiful woman knows very well, exactly the same as the first portrait in the ancestral hall.

After pressing the things in her daughter's hand and looking at it several times, the beautiful woman called her husband, the contemporary head of the Murong Mansion.

In the main meeting room of the castle. Twenty majestic men sat together. At the coming-of-age ceremony of the little princess of Murong Mansion, all levels from all over the country took the opportunity to visit the lord of the mansion and discuss the future development of the Murong Mansion.

"I propose that the slums be concentrated and relocated to the newly discovered Eagle Star. In this way, we can fully develop the twenty planets of the Mu Realm. ”

"I'm afraid the people don't agree. It's hard to deal with!"

"The Galaxy era is not afraid of some people making trouble. Just throw it out. I can't say that they can still develop their own civilization on that planet. ”

Everyone turned their attention to the Lord of the Murong Mansion. His opinion matters. Without the support of Murong Mansion, no matter how good the plan is, it will not be able to be implemented.

The bell rang, and the lord of the house answered the phone.

Outside, on the lawn, the show continues. The ironclads gathered the captives together. A tall female warrior walked up to the captive.

His gaze swept over eighteen captives one by one. Including the man who was dedicated to making pan flutes.

"Please ...... little princess Murong"

When the words fell, a human head fell to the ground.

After waiting for a while, he chanted again: "Second little princess Murong please ......"

One more died.

On the stage, the dancers became more and more frenzied, taking off all their clothes and writhing naked to the heavy metal music.

"Oh...... Oh ......" The guests roared and danced to the music.

"Three please ......" The female warrior has not finished speaking. Xiang Xing, who couldn't stand it, broke through the air and smashed a punch into the female warrior's head, blasting her head.

The music stopped abruptly, and the crowd stopped writhing.

The other ironclad men reacted and surrounded Xiang Xing with various weapons.

"Phew...... What kind of thing, look at your polite and well-dressed people, how can you do such a hurtful thing?"

One of the tallest fighters pointed to Xiang Xing: "Take ......"

Fu Qingyun, Linglong, and Yuyin jumped into the room. Xiang Xing, who was angry, said: "Lao Tzu killed you......"

Four rushed in four directions. Those ironclad people were ordinary civilians, but they were physically stronger, and they had not yet stepped into cultivation. The four of them had no intention of keeping their hands, and punched one by one, blowing those ironclad men.

Flesh and blood are flying, and it is unbearable to see.

The guests and the dancers on the stage were scared. They all fled.

At this moment, in the heavens and on the ground, hundreds of vehicles surrounded the entire Murong Mansion: "No one is allowed to move, stay where you are!"

Bright light shines through, turning night into day.

Murong Qi, whose face was ugly, walked up to the man who was concentrating on making pan flutes. Squatted down, took what was in his hand, helped him make it, and asked, "Aren't you afraid, why don't you run away?"

The man looked up at Murong Qi, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

In the air and on the ground, large groups of ironclad warriors surrounded them.

Xiang Xing, who was puzzled, wanted to rush over again, but Murong Qi said, "For my sake, stop!"

The gate of the castle opened, and the lord of the Murong Mansion ran over first. Behind him, a large crowd followed.

Forcefully pushing away the crowd, the lord of the Murong Mansion looked at Murong Qi who was squatting on the ground, and said with a slight tremble: "Excuse me, are you ......?"

"I'm disappointed...... Murong Qi raised his hand and detained the Lord of Murong Mansion in front of him, "Who did the ceremony?

"No, no...... I ......" Seeing Murong Qi's face clearly, the mansion master's eyelids trembled, and the words were said to have come up.

"Alas......"

"Get on your knees!"

The two of them were simple, and their tone was also very peaceful, but they had that kind of divine power, except for Xiang Xing and them, everyone fell to their knees.

"I ...... Say...... Kneel...... Next!"

Twenty planets, countless lives, whatever they were doing, fell to their knees at the same time.

The movements of the hands are continuous, and the pan flute is quickly ready.

"I thought that you were just plundering resources everywhere, and killing some primitive life was also a necessary experience. However, I didn't expect that you would call the birthday star with human lives. Looking around, he said, "It must have been many years, right? Why hasn't anyone practiced the cultivation method that I have passed down? Is it that foreign objects are convenient and save trouble and effort, and they have lost their self-cultivation?"

No one dared to answer. Only bury your head deeply, praying that the ancestors will not be angry.

Back then, when Murong Qi left, he left behind the law of the inner and outer gods, and he told him that no matter what the situation, he must practice this method.

At the beginning, the people of the Mu Realm did regard this method as a divine technique, and many amazing people were born. Unfortunately, with the development of foreign object technology, everyone gradually discovered that they did not need to be tired and tired every day to have a powerful ability to transform the heavens and the earth. The law of the inner and outer gods was slowly abandoned, and no one has practiced it until now.

However, what Murong Qi really cared about was not this. In her eyes, in the blood of the people of the Mu world, there is no spiritual righteousness at all. The gods of the human race have departed from them.

This situation can be said to be more tricky than the invasion of the Ya tribe. The heavenly life has made the people in the Mu world lose their due spiritual righteousness. People are amiable and polite on the surface, and the whole society is highly developed. However, there is no dream in his bones, and no one has the heart to work hard.

It seems to ask, everything is within reach, any hope can be realized, who will be stupid to work hard?

"Alas......" sighed softly, and handed the newly made pan flute to the sturdy man. He took out his own one again and said, "Shall I teach you?"

The mountain eagle chirped, the green wind blew through the treetops, and it was still the music in the "first thought" realm, far away and vast.

The sturdy man's eyes shot out of fine light, and he followed Murong Qi's example. Although he didn't play well and it was hard to listen to, he was very serious, as if there was nothing else in the world but that beautiful tune.

Compared with the first time, there is no helplessness and sadness in this song, but more of a kind of hope, a faint and small hope. With Murong Qi's performance, those small hopes slowly converged, and some of them came, condensing into great hopes. As the saying goes, there is a great hope.

Murong Qi's hope for the strong man is a world, the Mountain Eagle Realm.

At the end of the song, the man's face was full of tears. He didn't know how to express the feelings in his heart, and he couldn't calm down in his chest, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

A crack appeared in the space in front of him, and Murong Qi made a gesture and said, "Go back." Live well, the mountain eagle is the hometown ......"