This practice made several families very angry, but this is already Mu Sen's bottom line, even if they have looked for the relationship between You Jun and Lin Ye many times, Mu Sen still said the same thing, either give money or get out!

In fact, Mu Sen really hopes that they have some backbone, just get out. But these few didn't know what to think, and finally pinched their noses and paid a high entry fee.

After entering the Death Valley, Mu Sen also thought about whether to go to trouble these forces. But the idea only appeared for a moment, and then he erased it. Really, what kind of identity am I now? How can I go to trouble people with such low taste, after all, you can't get any benefits from making trouble with people.

But now it's different, if Mang Yibo Su Mu can get the approval of the old man of the sword, he doesn't mind calling Su Mu Dad. Just like that dialogue, if you slap Su Mu, you can get a spirit stone, how many slaps can you slap him?

To put it bluntly, there is no problem in hitting the richest man in the wilderness.

Seeing Mu Sen simply and neatly stated, the old man of the sword shook in his heart, he became more and more suspicious of Mu Sen's identity, and he did not have the slightest awe of the king-level forces, and when it came to the angry Xinghe Mansion, there was still a trace of excitement, who is this guy sacred? Is it the other seventeen families who are also king-level forces? Or is he a disciple of the mantle cultivated by an old monster?

After thinking for a moment, the old man of the sword said straight, "Who are you?"

"Are you asking my name?"

"Yes. ”

"Mu Sen. ”

"Wood Sacrifice Wine?"

"That's what a lot of people call me. ”

......

A hint of abruptness flowed in the eyes of the old man of the sword, if it was Mu Sen, then everything could be justified. He had already formed a bond with Xinghe Mansion, so he didn't have any pressure on him to go to Xinghe Mansion.

The old man of the sword also had some scenes when he came to Qingyang City, so he had also heard of Mu Sen's whimsical personality, and he had heard that Mu Sen had always wanted to learn the sword, but he didn't pay too much attention to it at the time, and even thought that it was just a rumor.

But now it seems that this is not the case? Mu Sen seems to really want to learn the sword. The old man asked, "Do you really want to learn the sword?" Although his voice was still cold, it did not have the sense of alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"I think, I especially want to be a sword immortal since I was a child. Edgeworth flies and takes people's heads thousands of miles away. Mu Sen nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The old man of the sword could feel the sincerity of Mu Sen more and more, but this made his internal organs hurt a little, to be honest, he was the first person to encounter 666 who played a weapon, but he still had to learn the sword.

"Senior, teach me!"

Mu Sen pleaded with a pleading face, the old man hesitated, he was not disgusted with Mu Sen, but he liked it a little, he was happy to be revenged, and he never scrupled so much. But the matter of learning the sword is too big, after all, Mu Sen is famous for his sword, and he is amazing with the Chang'an knife in one hand, and I don't know how many martial artists who are higher than him have fallen under the Chang'an knife.

What if he suddenly changed his sword technique and his combat strength fell to the bottom all of a sudden? Then, when he fell to the bottom, Sen Luo Hall was taking advantage of the void to enter, wouldn't he become a sinner?

"Senior, what do you think of me as a descendant?"

The old man of the sword, who was thinking, opened his mouth and said, "Not very good. ”

Mu Sen's face was full of grievances, thinking to himself that the seniors are also famous, even if you don't rely on morality, then you can't always prick the hearts of the juniors, right?

Seeing Mu Sen's expression, the old man was a little embarrassed, but he really couldn't accept Mu Sen as his heir. First of all, he was afraid that Mu Sen would go astray, and secondly, he felt that although Mu Sen had a sword heart, he might not be able to learn the sword well. At least he didn't see from Mu Sen that there was a skeleton to learn the sword.

"Senior ......" Mu Sen organized the language, ready to have a good fight with the old man of the sword.

But at this moment, the old man of the sword spoke, "But I can go and talk about the martial arts department as a guest." ”

The complaining words in Mu Sen's mouth were suddenly swallowed by him, and he smiled with a smile, "Okay, okay." In his opinion, since the old man of the sword is willing to be this guest, isn't it safe to learn the sword by himself?

"Senior, what kind of reward do you want? Just ask, I definitely have what you want!" Mu Sen patted his chest and said boldly, "Do you want a book on the art of war, I'll give you a whole few copies?"

The old man refused to be a guest, the reason why he was a guest was because he felt that Mu Sen was a good guy, and his temper was so good, and he had been single for so many years, he also wanted to find a place to rest.

Mu Sen was a little reluctant to go, with the cultivation of the old man of the sword, wherever he went to be a guest, he could enjoy the top treatment, and the rewards of various resources were absolutely indispensable. But when it comes to himself, it will become a breeze on both sleeves, if this is spread out, won't the reputation of himself and the martial arts department be stinky, who will be a guest when the time comes......

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the treatment of Yao and Jin Qianzi...... What a.

They also seem to be working day jobs, although at the beginning, he also promised a lot of things arrogantly, but after so long, he has not paid the two of them.

But to be reasonable, it's not that he doesn't want to send it, but he really doesn't know what to post. The things in his hands now can be disposed of as garbage at Yao and Jin Qianzi.

Of course, he still has the hard currency of the Art of War, but you can't use the Art of War as a salary standard, right? Masters like Yao and You Jun will have no problem living for a few thousand years. Even if I summoned a few people to write a full-time military book, it wouldn't be enough.

Mu Sen sighed in his heart again, he was really a poor man. Saying that he is poor all day long, in addition to self-deprecation, he is actually alerting himself, compared with some forces in the wilderness, Mu Sen can be described as single. A giant like the Galaxy Mansion can fail countless times, but if he fails once, he will be completely doomed.

Mu Sen frowned at times, squinted his eyes at times, and fell into deep thought. This made the old man of the sword a little speechless, no wonder so many people said that the wooden sacrificial wine was unreliable many times, and now it seems that it is really unreliable. How can you talk to a new guest secretary, and you will be distracted when you talk about it.

"Ahem!" the old man coughed.

Mu Sen woke up and looked at the old man of the sword staring at him, he smiled awkwardly, "Senior, if I told you that I was thinking about the rise and fall of the human race, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. ”

"Haha, I don't believe it either. Mu Sen's hearty laughter was mixed with a hint of shame.

The old man shook his head and said to Mu Sen, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?" Mu Sen wondered.

"Next level!" The old man of the sword's voice was excited, like Jin Shi Yuzhen, the long sword in his hand stirred up the sword light in the sky, like fireworks, the sky trembled, and those traps against him were scattered like snow.

The long sword is langlang, and the wind is smooth!