After Mu Chunyang fainted, the man in blood came directly to Mu Chunyang with a flash, lifted the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and aimed it at Mu Chunyang's eyebrows, wanting to kill Mu Chunyang with one sword.

The blood-clothed man raised his sword and fell, and was about to stab Mu Chunyang's eyebrows, but at the last moment, a stone suddenly flew from the woods in the distance and smashed on the long sword that the blood-clothed man was about to fall, directly sending the blood-clothed man's long sword out with the long sword in his hand.

When the blood-clothed man got up from the ground, the bones in all parts of his body were rattling, and the stone just now directly broke all the bones of the blood-clothed man, and even his internal organs were shattered, and his mouth kept spurting blood, and he just got up and lay on the ground again.

After lying on the ground, the blood-clothed man once again took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, swallowed the medicine in the small porcelain bottle without hesitation, and once again exuded a blood-red aura all over his body, and then with a flash, he rushed to Mu Chunyang's side, raised his long sword again, and stabbed towards Mu Chunyang's heart without hesitation, but once a stone flew in the woods, and this time the strength was even stronger, not only knocking the blood-clothed man away, but also breaking the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and the blood-clothed man directly hit a stone and smashed the stone。

In the end, the blood-clothed man spat out a mouthful of blood, then tilted his head and fell in a pool of blood, life and death unknown, but it is estimated that he is already dead.

Finally, a richly dressed middle-aged man came out of the woods, the man was about fifty years old, his temples were white, his eyes gave people a gentle feeling, and the three or two wrinkles on his face made him look more kind and kind. Although he wears a hat with a red jade and a white jade ring on his waist, he does not have the feeling of being like a god, but looks luxurious and atmospheric, but amiable.

The middle-aged man walked to Mu Chunyang's side, raised the boy's wrist, checked the pulse of the boy, and put his mind at ease after finding that the boy was fine, the middle-aged man took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a small pill the size of a soybean from the porcelain bottle. The middle-aged man broke open the young man's mouth, stuffed the turquoise pill into the boy's mouth, then touched the void with his hand, grabbed it out of thin air, took out a kettle, pinched the boy's mouth, poured some water into it, and washed the turquoise pill down.

It didn't take long for the boy to cough a few times and wake up, the boy opened his eyes, looked at everything familiar around him, and glanced at the middle-aged man squatting in front of him, but just glanced at it and continued to turn his head to look at other places, because the boy didn't know if he had encountered a ghost hook after he died, or if he was saved by a good Samaritan.

When the young man's eyes saw Chen Zhenghua's corpse not far away, he knew that he was not dead, so it was most likely the middle-aged man in front of him who saved him, but the young man did not say anything thankful, but immediately got up from the ground and rushed to the side of Chen Zhenghua's corpse.

Unconsciously, the rain became heavy again, the rain flowed down the boy's cheeks, the rain and tears were intertwined, and kept falling from his face, the boy cried heartbreakingly, his body kept pumping, and there were several muffled thunders in the sky, trying to suppress the boy's cry, but it seemed that there was only one boy left in this world, no matter how loud the thunder was, it couldn't cover the boy's cry, I don't know how much anger and helplessness the boy's cry contained.

It rained all night, and the boy cried all night, and the dawn was approaching, and the rain became smaller and smaller, and the boy's heart-rending cry gradually became hoarse, until the dawn came, and the rain stopped completely, and the boy's heart-rending cry became inaudible, and finally there was no sound at all.

The luxurious middle-aged man stood in the rain all night, quietly looking at the young man, letting the young man cry, after dawn, the middle-aged man's heart moved, and the clothes wet by the rain immediately became dry, and his hair was instantly tied.

In the end, the boy stopped crying, the middle-aged man walked to the boy's side, the boy cried all night, in addition to the wind and rain all night, the whole person became weak, as if the wind blew, the whole person was going to fall apart, the middle-aged man put one hand on the boy's shoulder, and his heart moved, and the boy's clothes were dried instantly.

Mu Chunyang naturally knew what was good and bad, and he knew how to win people, so he stood up from the ground tremblingly, pieced together Chen Zhenghua's severed hands and feet, walked to the middle-aged man's side, and said in a pleading tone: "Senior, please do the last favor, please take Uncle Chen's spark, and the younger generation will bury him back to his hometown Hanliu Town in the future, so that he can leave with peace of mind." ”

The middle-aged man did not refuse, with a wave of his hand, a fireball flew out, wrapping the corpse in it, Mu Chunyang took a wooden box and put the ashes in it.

Suddenly, Mu Chunyang found that there was a golden bead left on the ground, wasn't it found by the stream that day! The young man picked up the bead, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man next to him when he saw it! Asked the young man to cross the bead, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that this was a big demon demon element, but at this time, Mu Chunyang was not interested in these things at all, no matter what demon yuan he had, it couldn't make his Uncle Chen come back to life.

But the middle-aged man injected spiritual power into the demon yuan, and when he wanted to take a look at the grade of the demon yuan, a light and shadow flashed, projecting Chen Zhenghua's appearance, the first thing Chen Zhenghua did after he came out was to call Mu Chunyang, Mu Chunyang turned his head, and the tears were once again like the river that burst the embankment, flowing out crazily, and the young man rushed to Chen Zhenghua like a fly, hugging Chen Zhenghua, but he just threw himself into the air and fell to the ground.

Chen Zhenghua himself knew that there was no way to help Mu Chunyang. He squatted down and said to Mu Chunyang: "Xiaoyang, don't get excited!

Mu Chunyang wiped the tears from his face and smiled from ear to ear, but his expression fell suddenly, the young man squatted on the ground, and said with guilt: "Uncle Chen, if you don't care about me directly, it won't be like this." ”

Chen Zhenghua's face suddenly turned long, and he said with a serious face: "You kid, what are you talking about! If Lao Tzu runs away, can I still be your Uncle Chen." ”

Mu Chunyang still said with a guilty face: "Uncle Chen, I caused you to be like this, I ————"

Before Mu Chunyang finished speaking, Chen Zhenghua stood up, and said in the same tone as before: "What I have lost is only my physical body, and now it is not good, and if you are gone, then it is really gone, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that Lao Tzu cuts you." Saying that, Chen Zhenghua danced with his hands and feet, posing as if he was going to beat Mu Chunyang violently.

Chen Zhenghua continued: "Thanks to this bead, which sucked my soul in the moment it left my body, I escaped the catastrophe, which is really a good thing. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man who had been silent for a long time spoke: "This is indeed a good thing, it should be Long Yuan, and it is also the Dragon Yuan of the dragon standing at the top of the dragon clan." ”

Chen Zhenghua arched his hand and said gratefully: "Thank you Zhou Saijiu for saving Xiaoyang." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand, not surprised that the other party actually knew his identity, after all, he was famous, so he didn't care about it. Mu Chunyang's words suddenly stopped the wine lord: "Can you help Uncle Chen reshape his body." ”

After pondering for a long time, Lord Sacrificial Wine said: "This situation is rare, but there should be something similar, I have read a lot of classics, it is recorded that after the body of the monk of the Merge Realm was destroyed, another monk of the Ascension Realm helped him reshape his body and bring him back to life, I think you should be able to do the same, as for the method of reshaping the body, I don't know, it is not recorded in all the classics I have read, it is difficult to preserve things that go against the way of heaven, because this itself is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and there are not too many records in the book of the monk of the Ascension Realm." ”

Mu Chunyang knelt on the ground, and said after kneeling three times and nine times to the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine: "The junior Mu Chunyang has thanked the Lord for saving his life, and he has not thanked Mr. for saving his life before, and I hope that the Lord of the Wine Sacrifice Haihan." ”

The priest helped the young man up and said: "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about your teeth, there is a saying in Buddhism that 'saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter', and it is also my own practice to save you." ”

Suddenly, the young man pointed to the corpse of the man in blood and asked, "Who is this person, I heard Uncle Chen say that this person wants to kill me several times." I don't know him!"

The priest said: "I have a relationship with him, he seems to be called Ling Tao, oh yes, his name is Mo Lingtao, he is a guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he seems to be the cousin of the second lady of the Xiang Ye!"

The young man nodded, not daring to interrupt Lord Sacrificial Wine's train of thought, and Lord Sacrificial Wine continued to ask, "What is the relationship between you and Mu Xiang?"

This question should have been answered by Mu Chunyang, but it was Chen Zhenghua who opened his mouth and said: "Seventeen years ago, Xiangye once did not worship wine for four days, do you remember?"

The priest smiled evilly and said: "How can you forget, that time Liu Xiangye also participated in Mu Xiang's book fiercely, cough cough, cough cough, you continue." ”

Chen Zhenghua continued: "Xiangye didn't go to court early on the fourth day because Mrs. Xiangye died, and the Lord of the Wine Sacrifice should also know, but Mrs. Xiangye has a child, and the Lord of the Wine Festival will definitely not know, and this is the son born to Mrs. Xiangye and Xiangye back then. ”

Lord Saijiu looked Mu Chunyang up and down, and asked curiously: "Since it is the child of Xiangye and his wife, why didn't you grow up in Xiangfu? And why do you know about this." ”

Chen Zhenghua said with some embarrassment: "I used to be the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion, as for why Xiaoyang didn't grow up in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is inconvenient to disclose some of the contents, and I hope that the Lord Haihan." ”

Lord Saijiu nodded and said: "It's okay to say inconveniently, since it is the son of Xiangye, it makes sense, I think Xiangye should recall this child, but the second lady is afraid that Mu Chunyang will compete with her child for property and power, so she will kill Mu Chunyang and get rid of the troubles, it should be like this." ”

Mu Chunyang and Chen Zhenghua probably understood the ins and outs of the matter, and at the same time, the two of them were full of hostility towards this unmasked second lady.