"Then you believe. Muyang asked casually, "What are you doing wrong, afraid that the gods will punish you?"

"It's a shame. Wuwei lowered his head and smiled, "I don't know." ”

Another one doesn't know.

If you don't know, you don't know, God knows.

Mu Yang turned around and sat down freely, took out the wordless book in his arms and continued to study, turned his back to Wuwei and said: "Dao Chief, you practice swords, I'm here to read, don't disturb you." ”

And so, very well.

Wuwei regarded Muyang as nothing, and he couldn't show his hands and feet in the room, so he had to slow down and practice sword moves, doing whatever he wanted, not the same as what other juniors and disciples practiced.

Mu Yang couldn't hear the sound that should have been made when he swung the sword, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be amused: "Dao Chief, are you doing Tai Chi?"

Wuwei said with two hearts: "I don't like to do tai chi, the matter is in my hands, and I won't push it to others." ”

"That's your master, not my master. Muyang is still thinking about his business in Shu Mountain, which is to learn art from a teacher, and now it is an additional worry to learn from a teacher.

He's worried.

When the master of the Longyin Sword, or even the head of Shushan, let alone give one night's time, give three days and three nights will not have a clue, he sat at the table, holding his head with one hand and looking in the direction of the other hand, being a majestic hero is quite handsome, but he has never even been a young man, but he was shouted two or three sentences by Yishui, and the young man's heart was a little fluttering, he really became a Shushan hero, I am afraid that there will be demons to find the door.

He still has this self-knowledge, compared with those who became rich overnight and those children of official eunuchs, their temperament is different, they used to lack money, and after they were not short, they loved to squander and show off.

Aren't you accustomed to what you already have?

He Muyang was originally an ordinary person with no power and no power, he was used to being bullied, he was really given the power to cover the sky with one hand, and the people who had bullied him thought how great it was, and if he couldn't tolerate others, he was destined to have a narrow vision, and he had to come to him if he went astray and killed innocents indiscriminately, even if he could keep his heart, it was not easy to help tens of millions of people in the world with the power of one person, if he wanted to be a hero, he had to work hard for a lifetime, and he couldn't shout bitterness and grievances, because this was the path he chose.

He didn't want to take such a road.

Muyang, don't want the name of this hero, but you can consider doing the things of a hero.

The rain stopped outside.

The rain flowed down the eaves, and before it ran out, the cicadas chirped again, Muyang came back to his senses and smiled: "I figured it out." ”

Wu Wei was still doing Tai Chi, and when he heard him say this, he looked forward to what he would do next: "If you want to be the head one day, I will try my best to help you as I said in front of the master." ”

"How do you know that I don't want to be the head now?" Mu Yang turned his head to look at him.

Wu Wei replied while practicing his sword: "If you want to be the head of the sect now, you should go out to find my master and tell him the news immediately." ”

"You're right. "Muyang is a person who can't hide his thoughts, and he can't help but take out something happy to share with others," as the so-called solo happiness is better than public happiness. ”

That was the idea of the scholar under the mountain.

Wuwei went up the mountain like a clean up: "I still like to be alone." ”

Mu Yang was not reluctant, got up and gently picked up the long chair and put it down gently, put together a sleeping place, lay down and closed his eyes directly.

After Wuwei finished practicing the sword alone, when he was about to rest, he turned around and saw that Muyang was still smirking when he fell asleep, I don't know if he was dreaming of being the master.

Ducible guys can fall asleep like this.

He tried to sleep on his back, but he couldn't sleep, if a basin of water was splashed over, it would be all over his face, and he would choke on his nose for a while, and if he slept on his right side, it would be his back that was left outside, and it didn't seem so terrible.

When the ghost knocks on the door, knock on it.

Wuwei put away the light, and after hesitating, he still went to lock the door in case something happened that he didn't want to see.

People will push the door in.

Thinking of the person who hadn't thought about it for a long time, the feeling of uneasiness returned.