Chapter 707: I'm not to blame my uncle
Is Mu Feng's attitude strange?
Not surprising!
In fact, almost everyone has this type of elder around them.
If your academic performance is good, their own children are not angry, and they are jealous and dissatisfied in their hearts, and they will speak ill of you behind your back. Even some targeting on the surface.
But sometimes, when you encounter difficulties, it is still this kind of elders and relatives who will stand up to support you and help you solve your problems.
Again, how can there be so many absolute and pure people in this world?
Most of them are just mortals!
There are joys, sorrows, and sorrows, as well as good and evil, likes and dislikes.
It is true that Mu Feng hates Mu Qing, and even for the sake of his own children and a little grudge in the past, it is also true that he blocked Mu Qing's future.
But at the same time, this does not prevent Mu Feng, standing in another position and angle, to care for Mu Qing a little.
If it's really longing for Mu Qing to die, it's best.
When the Ice Armor Sect attacked and killed, Mu Feng had countless opportunities to let Mu Qing go to his death, which directly solved this trouble.
It's just that Mu Qing at this time is actually difficult to ride a tiger.
Of course, he knew that what he was saying was out of place.
Of course, he also knew that although he had resentment and hatred in his heart, it was only for Mu Feng personally, and it had nothing to do with the entire Mu family.
But he also remembered why Feng Linwan would accept him as a disciple.
This master seems moody and elusive.
Now that he is fledgling, he does not dare to anger Feng Linwan, so as not to cut off this rare opportunity.
It can only be said that Mu Qing thinks too much.
He was just a chess piece that Feng Lin Wan had fallen.
Now Feng Linwan, his mind is gradually no longer on him.
It was just that in the way of planting the Tao in a dream, he left a seed in his body.
as some kind of insurance.
The sky was clear.
There was only a long cyan gas streak, which cut through the sky.
It was another ordinary morning.
But Feng Linwan felt the world's ... Die.
The very essence of this world is being eaten away at a rapid pace.
The Floating City was far stronger than Feng Lin Wan imagined.
It broke into this world strongly, and no matter how the powerhouses of this world besieged it, they could not break through its most superficial defense.
And those arcanists in the Floating City, they don't have to do much.
All they need to do is sprinkle the seeds of their civilization and wait for the harvest.
It's like an old farmer waiting for the fruit to ripen.
"The withering of civilization is only the first step, then it is acceptance and integration, and in the end, it is very likely, there is still a period of time, the complete negation and excision of the past 'self', only when the integration and recovery reach a certain level, and after a new prosperity appears, will some traces of the past be found from the ruins, and then picked up again... ”
"This is a process that almost all backward civilizations will go through after encountering advanced and powerful civilizations. ”
"The dying struggle will inevitably burst out with the last residual heat and brilliance, many people mistakenly think that this is a kind of beginning and awakening, but in fact... It's a return to the light. ”
Feng Linwan flew up from the roof, standing above the sky, and saw all over the world with a pair of discerning eyes.
He's looking.
For a world without demons.
At a time when a civilization is at its most critical juncture, some 'masters' who have gathered the essence of this civilization will come into being and be born in batches.
And for those who have the energy of idealism.
That is to give birth to a lot of geniuses who will have brilliant achievements under this civilization.
They will rise quickly in battles and tribulations, mastering the highest-level force of the entire civilization.
"Cultivating the Soul Summoning Sutra requires an extremely strong soul talent, and in normal times, it is really difficult to find such a person. But now that the world is beginning to wither, the sky will show an explosive trend, and it should not be difficult to find such talents... ”
"Found it!"
Feng Linwan followed one direction, directly opened the space, and jumped over.
The world has fallen into withering, which is equivalent to allowing Feng Lin Wan to gain more freedom.
He no longer had to care about the hostility in the darkness of the world, and the Western King who had been hidden behind the many heavenly canopies and had turned into a new heavenly path.
Because, in order to redeem their own world and civilization, all hostility will rush towards the floating city.
Feng Lin Wan can act boldly now.
Of course, Feng Lin Wan is not necessarily the only one who is bold.
He could feel that all over the world, there were some special ear fluctuations.
It's his 'competitors'.
They are not dead yet, and they have entered this world together, hoping to make Princess Ao Neng re-understand herself by showing themselves.
They are like male peacocks shaking their tail feathers, revealing their most glamorous parts just for courtship.
It's just that they don't know that the object of their courtship is also a male peacock...
On the wasteland, a little girl of a small grade is walking alone.
On her back, she also carried a corpse that had begun to decompose.
The body appeared to be a woman, perhaps a relative of hers.
The thin body, which was not enough to bear such a weight, endured the stench of decaying corpses.
But her strong soul allowed her to break through the limitations of her body.
It was willpower that supported her and allowed her to walk step by step.
She doesn't seem to have a goal.
But it's fixed in one direction.
"She's dead!" Feng Linwan came out and looked at the little girl and said.
The little girl bypassed Feng Linwan, still stubbornly walking with a stumbling pace, carrying the female corpse on her back.
"Is she your enemy, even if she is dead, she still wants to be whipped like this by you?" Feng Linwan asked in a mocking tone.
The little girl turned her head abruptly and looked at Feng Linwan fiercely.
"I'll take her home!" said the little girl.
"Is she your mother or sister?" Feng Linwan asked curiously.
But in fact, he had already seen at a glance that there was no blood connection between the little girl and the female corpse she carried.
"She's nobody. The little girl said.
"Then why did you take her home? Do you want to eat her?"
"This... It's already rotten, I'm afraid it won't taste too good. Feng Linwan said.
The little girl was not frightened by Feng Linwan's terrifying remarks, but replied very indifferently: "She gave me a piece of bread, and I was hungry for two days at that time. So... Now that she's dead, her wish before she dies is to go home, and the direction of her finger is the direction of her home, and I'm going to send her home. ”
"But if you are like this, you will never come to an end. ”
"Because you don't know, when, it's time to stop. Hearing the little girl's reason, Feng Linwan's heart was slightly touched, and he was inexplicably more interested in this little girl... Certainly not the kind of interest you gentlemen think you have.