As for a deal with him, the master and the Mu family, even the old ancestor said bluntly - I can't believe it.

It's just because the owner of the town has no need to help him at all, as for the old famous man of the Ning family, he has to deal with it, he has to deal with it without getting involved, in the town, as the master of the town for thousands of years, he has too many ways to make her die without knowing it. As for the rules of the town, have there been fewer town guards who have broken the rules and wandered in the rules for tens of thousands of years?

It's him.

Once he falls, the Mu family in Baotong Lane will have no outsiders to help, and at most a hundred years, the tree will fall and scatter.

Even if Mu Changsheng and his sister Mu Qinglian can successfully leave this cage, they will not be able to support the court at all in a hundred years.

The Mu family in Baotong Lane rose because of him, and in three thousand years, how many people did he offend for the quota of fifteen awakening places? These people may not dare to kill the Mu family, but they will definitely not give the Mu family a chance to rise again.

The young man's reticence is not only because of the girl, but in that short month, the ancestor of the Mu family has always been lonely, and he has also learned some secrets related to the survival of the family, and he has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is precisely because of this that he can suppress the sudden feelings in his heart little by little and be able to maintain most of his sobriety.

As for the love with the owner of the wine shop, in the words of his ancestors: If there is no one, whether he can go to this day, strive for the vitality of the Mu family for 3,000 years, and continue the incense of the Mu family, it is a problem.

And the only disciple of the owner of the wine shop, he actually accepted him as a disciple? He became the disciple of the owner of the wine shop.

Even his sister can be taken under the door by the young man in Changsheng Lane, Meng Qiushui.

On the one hand, Mu Qinglian is talented.

On the other hand, it still depends on the face of his master.

Otherwise, whether Tianjiao, who has stubble after stubble in the town, can take a fancy to Mu Qinglian has to be said separately.

That's really a problem.

As a result, the old man glanced at the young man, threw the flask to him, and said, "Just take a sip, with your weak body right now, drinking too much is a blessing or a curse." As for the young man's question, the old man did not respond at all, and took a long-term view.

Mu Changsheng insisted, and for the first time solemnly said: "Master!"

Unexpectedly, the old man stood up and scolded him, "Don't you see that Master Wei is worried about the departure of your little nephew?

If it weren't for the fact that the cliff in front of him was a little high, he would probably kick this stinky boy down.

It's just that the old man scolded and scolded, but he didn't kill in the end, this is not the rough-skinned martial artist of his second child, and he will be kicked to death if he can't say anything.

At the same time, the old man's mind came to mind the picture of Fu Li being bullied by the group of little rabbits in Baotong Lane a few months ago.

In fact, the old man originally intended to accept Yuan Cheng as an apprentice, and the Fu family owed the Yuan family a lot, even if the child died early, he still intended to find a glimmer of life for the child, but this child changed his life after the contact of the girl of the Ning family.

It's not that the girl of the Ning family is so weird that she can't find the root of the variable, but Yuan Cheng's figure in the long river of time is still there, but his future has become blurred, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future, but if he can get out of the town smoothly, he can't really change his life.

And he put out this thought.

As for the young man of the Huang family, he didn't have no thoughts, but although the young man had also made a move, in his eyes, that kind of indifference really made people unable to afford to accept apprentices, and the other reason was that the old thing of the Huang family once let this kid of the Huang family beat Fu Li's idea!

Perhaps before a young girl accidentally killed someone a few years ago, the old man was interested in the young man.

It's just that on a rainy night, when the boy opened a collapsed old house to find his dead brother, this young man who had two souls overnight and no one knew what the future would be liked, was no longer the same person as him!

Not a fellow traveler.

As for the young man of the Mu family, he is indeed not the most desirable of the old man, his talent is not the best, his understanding is not the highest, and even Fuyuan is a little weaker, but he is the only one who has not disappointed him for so many years, which is very rare in a small town.

Therefore, when the old man turned around and walked down the mountain, the young man could not see the side, there was a faint smile in the old man's eyes, which was not as sentimental as the old man when he looked at Fu Li, but it was better than the illusion of a smile when he confronted the girl of the Ning family.

The tall and thin young man held the shabby wine jug in his hand, and his index finger and thumb crushed the lid of the pot hanging from the hemp rope, knowing that if his master was unwilling to speak, it would be useless to use his tongue, so he took a sip of wine lightly according to the words of the old man, not much, only a small sip, and only the sake fell into his stomach along his cheeks, when a spicy spicy like fire swept through his throat, his head suddenly exploded like a thunderclap.

The mountain breeze blows.

The young man lost his mind and muttered to the old man.

Just take a sip, it's too much, it's a blessing in disguise.

The next moment, the boy slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace.

And the old man, suddenly turned around, looked at the storm, completely hidden in the mountains and wilderness, his eyes were full of guilt, after a long silence, the old man looked at the sky, sighed heavily, and said tiredly: "Hate me, but I also hope you don't forget, your life was exchanged for your dead brother, and when the knot is untied, you should contribute to the glory of the Fu family." ”

People who are born in small towns are not qualified to pursue the path of immortality without burden.

Especially those who carry the torch on their backs.

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There are many ways to leave the town, some lead directly to Tianxuan, and there are more than one to the battlefield, only these routes, before the day of the town's amnesty, and before the pass token or conscription token, will not be open to individuals, even if there is an amnesty order, yes, a group of five people can only walk outside the town on foot.

Of course, everyone's route is almost the opposite, the east and west are very different, Ning Wuxin took Fu Li to follow the direction pointed by Old Man Fu, after all, outside the town is Chen Guoyingzhou, and it is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Langguo Jingzhou.

Even if you can find a monk city to teleport, the nearest city to the town is nearly three or four thousand miles away, even if you take two people's footsteps, plus horses, not to mention one or two years, three or five months is also required, not to mention that although Nanyan does not have to be dangerous, there are still many poor mountains and bad waters, and how far the cultivation of the third layer of qi refining can go is a problem.

And Ning Wuxin originally thought that the hundred miles of the town was not to mention the difficulties and dangers, but in addition to trekking through mountains and rivers and carrying the torrential rain above his head, there should be some crisis.

It's just that after twenty or thirty miles, the most dangerous one, that is, a section of the stream swelled due to heavy rain, causing a flash flood of five or six miles, and in the moment of the flash flood, Ning Wuxin and Fu Li quickly collected the oil paper umbrella and stepped on a plant that was as coiled as a sleeping dragon, which could ensure that although the flash flood was big, it would not affect the old trees of the two.

After the first thirty or fifty miles of heavy rain, it was even calmer, and Ning Wuxin couldn't help but think of the two Fu family who left a month ago.

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