"Okay, I don't want to hear anyone say anything bad about my eleventh senior brother anymore. Although he is a waste now, as Uncle Cheng said, he is my eleventh senior brother, and if he has anything in the future, I will bear it for him, and he will always have a good start and a good end. Zhan Bugui smiled faintly on his face.

When the surrounding disciples heard this, they praised Zhanbugui for understanding the righteousness, and the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch was really as wise as a torch......

......

When Cheng Zhaozhao found the Pan Flower Garden at the outer gate, his already calm mood was invaded by anger again.

The environment here is noisy, and it is the residence of the miscellaneous disciples of the outer gate.

When the young disciples saw her coming with a pale face, they were so frightened that they bowed and didn't dare to move, and they didn't hurry away until she was far away.

When he walked to the courtyard where Mu Shengxun was, the anger in Cheng Zhaozhao's heart was replaced by a sadness.

Mu Shengxun's courtyard was not guarded, and some withered vines were wrapped around the low courtyard fence, so she could see the simple layout of the courtyard at a glance.

There was a dead tree in the courtyard, the trunk of which was bare, and some broken porcelain was hung, presumably left by the last disciple who lived here.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Cheng Zhaozhao stepped on the thick dead leaves and walked towards the only closed room.

As soon as I opened the door, an indescribable smell poured out of it, a strong smell of wine, musty and rotten mixed together, which was extremely unpleasant.

Cheng Zhaozhao raised his hand and waved all the windows in the room open, and drove out all these smells.

The dimly lit room contained a wooden bed, a wooden cabinet, a few simple furnishings, and a pile of wine bottles piled up on the floor.

Cheng Zhaozhao swept around, only to see a drunk person in the corner in front of the bed.

Cheng Zhaozhao's heart was blocked, and he took a deep breath before walking in front of him.

She crouched down to look.

This is the first time Cheng Zhaozhao has seen Mu Shengxun in three years, and he almost didn't recognize this person as him.

His hair was disheveled, and his face was unkempt, and he couldn't see his true face.

On his face, from the bridge of his nose to his jaw, there are several narrow scars, which are shocking.

Cheng Zhaozhao learned about this situation from Elder Hongyan, this injury was all cut with a knife, and ordinary elixirs could remove the scar, but Mu Shengxun didn't do it.

This was cut by himself after he woke up, and Elder Hongyan had cured him with elixir, but when he turned his head, he cut his face again.

In order to prevent him from harming himself again, Elder Hongyan stopped medicating his face.

He was wearing the dark robe that Cheng Zhaozhao had given him back then, which made him blend in with the dim room, and it was also the reason why she took some trouble to find him in the room.

"Senior Brother Mu, wake up. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao pushed him, Mu Shengxun opened his eyes slightly, and his amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, eclipsed.

He looked at her in confusion, and then closed it again before he saw it clearly.

Cheng Zhaozhao immediately took out a little spiritual liquid and gave him a drink.

At the same time, she waved out all the bottles and cans in the room.

Mu Sheng woke up in the dark, and when he saw that it was her, his pupils shrank, and he reflexively turned his face away.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Senior Brother Mu, you're awake, I'm coming to see you." ”

Mu Shengxun wanted to get the wine, but found that the bottles in his hand were gone, and he was at a loss.

"Drinking hurts your body, you get up first, and I'll make you something to eat later." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao helped him sit on the bed, and Mu Shengxun let her fiddle, like a puppet that had lost its vitality. When she turned around and was about to make tea, Mu Shengxun suddenly stumbled to the cabinet to get wine.

Cheng Zhaozhao snatched it away: "Drinking hurts your body, don't drink." ”

Mu Shengxun wanted to take it again, but the bottle of wine had also been waved out of the room by Cheng Zhaozhao.

His eyes turned red and he chased after him.

As soon as he chased to the door, the dazzling light outside blocked his eyes uncomfortably, and at this moment, he was pulled back by Cheng Zhaozhao again.

"Senior Brother Mu, don't drink anymore!"

Mu Shengxun's expression was blank, as if he didn't want to struggle anymore, and he didn't want to see her.

Cheng Zhaozhao pulled him to stand up straight, put his arm on his shoulder, stared into his eyes and said word by word: "Don't give up, let's figure out a way together-"

Mu Shengxun waved her hand away and sat down in the corner of the bed.

Cheng Zhaozhao tightened his hand, let go, and smiled again: "Senior Brother Mu, look at what I brought you." ”

Mu Shengxun didn't seem to hear it, until a dimly lit sword appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the Liucang Sword, Mu Shengxun's eyes lit up, and he trembled slightly and wanted to touch the sword body, but just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly woke up like a dream, and suddenly withdrew his hand and looked away.

"Senior Brother Mu. ”

Mu Shengxun suddenly got up and pushed her out of the door with a sword.

There was a 'bang' and the door shut.

There was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets again.

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced down at the Liucang Sword in his hand, and pushed the door in again.

Mu Shengxun couldn't bear it anymore: "You go! this is not the place you should come!"

Xu didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was hoarse.

Cheng Zhaozhao walked in, put the Liucang Sword at the foot of his bed, and said, "Senior Brother Mu, since you don't want to see me, then I'll leave first and come to see you tomorrow." ”

With a gesture of his hand, he took out a stack of spirit fruits from the storage bag and put it aside: "Don't drink wine, you weren't a drinker before." Eat some fruit, and I'll make you something delicious tomorrow. ”

Mu Shengxun's hand on his side tightened, and he waved away all the spirit fruits.

"Don't come again. ”

"Okay, don't do this, if you get angry, it will hurt you. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao sighed slightly, turned around and left, and just walked to the door of the room, Mu Shengxun's voice came from behind him: "Back then, it was I who watched you buried by the snow mountain. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao turned back suddenly: "What did you say!"

Mu Shengxun raised his head and looked straight at her: "Back then, I was here with Shizun, and I watched you mortals die and be injured, I think you are very ridiculous, a little mortal wants to fight against the sky, it is really ridiculous...... Why do you think that snowy mountain will collapse?"

"It's you, no, Tianchen Lingjun!" Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes were cold.

"Yes, in the eyes of the monks, you were just a swarm of ants. The ants are fighting, it's boring, I don't want to watch it, so Shizun waved the snow mountain to be out of sight and out of mind. But I didn't expect you to come to the immortal cultivation realm alive instead of dead. I gave you the battle pass just because I thought you were funny, and I probably felt a little sorry for you!"

This is the most words that Cheng Zhaozhao has heard from Mu Shengxun since he met him, but it is also the most harsh, even more than his previous cold words.

Cheng Zhaozhao took a deep breath and kicked a spirit fruit at his feet.

The spirit fruit slammed through the wall and flew out.

"I'll settle this account with you. ”

'Bang', Cheng Zhaozhao slammed the door and strode away.

Mu Shengxun in the room smiled and stumbled into the spirit wine and poured it into his mouth......