Mu Sen was like a gust of wind, and before everyone could react, he came to Song Han's side, he looked at Mu Xiao in Song Han's arms, his eyes became red, and big tears fell down, but in an instant, he wet his clothes.

"Abba......" He looked at Mu Xiao, who had fallen into a severe coma, and whispered with a slight tremble. This iron man, who had maintained a majestic face in front of him for more than ten years, was like a wounded kitten at this time, his eyes were tightly closed, his whole body was curled up, and his nose was gasping for breath.

Mu Sen rolled his eyes and looked at Mu Kui, Mu Wei, and Mu Meng in the arms of Song Wei and the others, "Uncle...... "Have you ever heard the screams of the young beasts?" It is the kind of cry of the young beast that hovers next to the corpse of the parents, helpless, dazed, and at a loss...... It's as if the whole world has abandoned itself, loneliness follows like a shadow, and the pain goes straight to the bone marrow.

For more than ten years, Mu Sen has been living under the wings of Mu Xiao and Mu Kui, and the Deadwood Tribe is like a giant in the sky, helping him block the wind and rain from all directions. And now......

These relatives, whom he regarded as dependent, crashed into him with blood in front of him, seriously injured and dying. He felt like a giant hand was clutching his heart, and the suffocating sensation even made him a little unsteady on his feet.

"Komori ......" Wang Jianluo and the others, who followed closely, looked at Mu Sen with worried expressions.

"Little Luozi ......" Mu Sen spoke, his voice worse than crying.

"Hurry up and save people!" Before Mu Sen finished speaking, Wei Ling, who had a cold face, shouted.

"Save people! Yes, save people!" was drunk by Wei Ling, and Mu Sen, who was panicked, immediately reacted, and hurriedly took out the pill from the Qiankun Ring. "Huiyang Dan, yes, Huiyang Dan will definitely be able to save them. ”

Four red pills the size of a dragon's eye were taken out by Mu Sen, and as soon as they came into contact with the air, these four red pills exuded a refreshing fragrance.

Huiyang Pill, a precious elixir that can return to life and return to Yang, is refined from more than 50 kinds of precious elixirs, and is suitable for martial artists below the Jindan period. Regardless of whether you have internal or external injuries, if you have an elixir, you will be able to eat three cows in one meal. Such a good elixir, as long as ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and eight, pass by, don't miss it.

Looking at the sky, shouldn't it be nine hundred and ninety-eight?

What do you think about eating shit in your dreams? You want to take away such an elixir, it's just a delusion!

Song Wei, Song Han and the others saw Mu Sen take out the Huiyang Pill, and their eyes were full of shock. This cub of Deadwood can be mixed, this kind of elixir that is hard to find on the market is simply unimaginable for the inferior tribal forces. And even in the middle tribal power, this elixir is considered a treasure at the bottom of the box. After all, Huiyang Dan is a life for martial artists below Jindan!

Ignoring the surprised gazes of Song Wei, Song Han and others, Mu Sen sent Huiyang Dan to Mu Xiao and Mu Kui one by one...... They mouthed and used spiritual power to help them speed up the dissipation of medicinal power. After Mu Xiao and Mu Kui's aura began to stabilize, Mu Sen looked at Song Han, the only person he knew present, "Elder Song, I want to know what's going on?"

Although Mu Sen did not deliberately release the coercion, the kind of qi that naturally flowed out made Song Han feel trembling. Song Han suddenly felt that he was old, and after cultivating for so many years, he was not as good as a teenage cub.

It's just a heart-wrenching one. But what can I do, I'm desperate. For decades, I have been diligent in practicing martial arts, and I have never slackened off for a day. But now...... Forget it, don't think about it, it will only increase the sadness. After reining in his thoughts, Song Han was ready to tell Mu Sen about the ins and outs. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed again.

No matter how powerful Mu Sen is, he is just a martial artist in the foundation building period. Compared with Zhong Yan in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, he is not even a scumbag.

Seeing that Song Han wanted to speak and stopped, Mu Sen frowned, "Is it the hand of the Tianhui tribe?" he said as he turned his gaze to Zhong Yan, who was standing proudly.

"Uh......" Song Han was stunned.

"Elder Song, don't have any scruples. No matter who hurts my uncle and uncle today, I will make him pay. Even if this matter is done by the leader of the Tianhui tribe, I will never give up with him!" Mu Sen's face was full of evil anger, and the words he said could poison the fish in the river. However, he didn't feel that it was inappropriate, after all, as the person in charge of the martial arts department of Qingyang Academy, his status was not lower than that of the head of Tianhui, and he was qualified to say such cruel words.

However, everyone present, including Elder Song, didn't know Mu Sen's true background. Therefore, most people think that this unlucky child has lost his mind because of the great stimulation.

"Mu Sen, ...... you" Elder Song looked at Mu Sen with a serious face, his eyes full of helplessness. Is this young man from the Deadwood tribe really crazy?

"What a big breath! With your words, I will kill you here, and no one can say a word!" Just as Elder Song was amazed and organized the wording, Zhong Yan said with a gloomy face. A rabbit cub in the foundation building period dared to arrange a leader, even if it was Tianjiao? He still had to be punished, otherwise what would be the face of the Tianhui tribe?

"Who is this old witch?"

Just when Zhong Yan was thinking about how to concoct Mu Sen, Mu Sen suddenly spoke, his tone full of irrepressible evil. Now his impression of the Tianhui tribe is terrible. First Gu Shui escaped, then Abba and Uncle were seriously injured, and now an old witch popped out to show off her might. Phew, what's that?

"What are you talking about?" seemed to be shocked by Mu Sen's words, and didn't seem to hear what Mu Sen said again, Zhong Yan said with a slightly surprised face.

"Talk about you old witch!" Mu Sen said loudly.

This is even more unbelievable, many small and medium-sized forces martial artists thought.

Sure enough, Zhong Yan was like a fried-haired tigress, her face was full of murderous aura, and surging spiritual power surged out of her body, tyrannizing the entire Foreign Affairs Hall. How powerful is the power of the Yuan Infant Stage? Before he can make a move, everyone's breath will be stagnant, and the spiritual power will not be able to function normally, just like a long river suddenly frozen.

At this time, Li Huairuo stood forward suddenly, and a soft light emanated from his body. These soft rays of light are like a drizzle of rain and warm wind, constantly infiltrating the surrounding space. Zhong Yan's overwhelming coercion was like white snow meeting Xia Yang, dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Yan's eyes shrank suddenly, and she stared at Li Huairuo like a torch, trying to figure out his origin. You must know that although she didn't do her best just now, not every cat or dog can easily resolve it. can defuse his coercion with such a weight, then this teenager is at least ......

There is a secret treasure in his body! And the maker of this secret treasure is either a senior yuan baby, or a combined power. In short, the person standing behind this little guy is not simple. However, the Tianhui tribe is within a radius of 100,000 miles, and I have never heard of such a person. Zhong Yan frowned.

Just when Zhong Yan was pondering Li Huairuo's origin, many small and medium-sized forces were dumbfounded, they didn't expect that Mu Sen would have such a friend, and he eliminated Zhong Yan's coercion in a light manner, which was simply a little bit.

"Mu Sen, who is this?" Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Song Han pointed at Li Huairuo with a blazing gaze at Mu Sen.

Without waiting for Mu Sen to answer, seeing that Zhong Yan had no intention of making another move, Li Huairuo quietly retreated to his original position, and then smiled at Song Han. At this time, everyone suddenly discovered something that they had not paid attention to at first. That was the position of Li Huairuo and the others, and they actually formed a guard formation to surround Mu Sen in the middle. Doesn't that mean?

Mu Sen has a higher status than they all!

Looking at the sky, what is the identity of this dead wood cub?

Seeing that Song Han's eyes were slightly condensed, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, Mu Sen snapped his fingers helplessly, "Elder Song, can you tell me what's going on now?"

Song Han didn't hesitate anymore, at the beginning, the reason why he didn't tell Mu Sen was because he was afraid that Mu Sen wouldn't be able to get Zhong Yan. But Li Huairuo's move gave him a new understanding of Mu Sen. This kid can't be a raptor crossing the river. The story was very simple, and Song Han finished telling it in just a moment.

Mu Sen took a deep breath and paused word by word, full of Sen Han, "It's a good day back to the tribe." ”

Mu Sen turned around and walked towards Zhong Yan, his spiritual power surging as he walked, and he trembled. And Wei Ling and the four people followed closely behind, each with murderous intent, ready to break through the sky.

"Old witch, the Tianhui tribe is really shameless. Mu Sen laughed, and then said sharply, "Do you really think that what Gu Shui did can hide from the world?!"

Zhong Yan's face suddenly became very ugly, and she looked at Mu Sen with murderous intent, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Is it true? Now the waters of that great pale blue lake have turned blood-red, and more than a hundred heroic souls are silent. You actually told me that you don't know what I'm talking about, don't you really know?" Mu Sen's voice almost roared, and the chill in his gaze was like a polar glacier.

Before Zhong Yan could answer, Mu Sen opened his mouth again, "But fortunately, the merman team was driven out by us, leaving the Heroic Spirit as a companion." In this way, I don't think the Heroic Spirits should be too lonely. ”

Boom! Mu Sen's words were like water pouring into boiling oil, fire falling on withered grass, and the entire Foreign Affairs Hall exploded. From between the lines of Mu Sen's words, many small and medium-sized forces martial artists noticed a trace of unusualness.

"Mu Sen, what did Gu Shui do?"

"yes, what role did he play in this fight? Were you there?"

......

Seeing the noise of many small and medium-sized forces, Zhong Yan's face became even more gloomy. She knew that she must not let this guy named Mu Sen tell the truth, first the young patriarch abandoned the team and absconded, and then she and the high-level wanted to cover up and forcibly hide the facts. One pile and one piece is enough to make the prestige of the Tianhui tribe plummet, and it may even fall into a catastrophe.

"Are you going against the entire Tianhui tribe?" Zhong Yan stared at Mu Sen tightly, gritting his teeth and saying.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I will make the Tianhui tribe restless from now on!"