Mu Wanfeng looked back, and he was angry, but he didn't expect Xue Wuji, a ghostly guy, to follow again.

In the past few days of getting along, Mu Wanfeng can't understand what this person wants to do, he always has an evil nature, and it seems that he deliberately showed it to Mu Wanfeng.

In front of others, Xue Wuxian is still a handsome gentleman, and he is deeply popular in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is exquisite.

But it is not the same thing for Mu Wanfeng, it can be seen from letting Mu Wanfeng swallow the bitter love pill.

But this is something you and I want, Mu Wanfeng can't find a reason to hold a grudge. He really didn't understand what Snow Without a Trace wanted from him.

Despite his reluctance, Mu Wanfeng followed Xue Wuxian and went to visit Elder Xialu.

After a night of recuperation, Elder Lu was no longer as dying as he was last night. However, the body lying on the bed, with only one leg left, is still shocking.

Looking at Elder Lu's haggard face, Mu Wanfeng said firmly: "Elder Lu, your kindness, the junior will remember it, and he will repay it in the future!

Mu Wanfeng didn't say much nonsense, he knew that now on his body, the most valuable Realm Breaking Pill had no effect on him, so he could only inherit the kindness for the time being and try to repay it in the future.

Hearing Mu Wanfeng's sonorous and powerful words, the only bit of resentment in Elder Lu's heart also dissipated.

After Wen Ya's explanation, he also knew that Mu Wanfeng was not to blame for this matter.

"Haha...... Ahem......" Elder Lu laughed, coughed for a while while about the injury, and then said, "It's because I don't cultivate well, and I can't complain about you." I already know about you taking out the Realm Breaking Pill, and I received it with kindness, you don't owe me anything......"

Elder Lu's mind made Mu Wanfeng secretly admire, and at the same time, it also made him feel even more indebted.

Mu Wanfeng's guilt, Xue Wuxian saw it in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Elder Lu is not like you, he has already opened up the Purple Mansion, and he can automatically condense the aura of heaven and earth, and the realm will not regress, but it is difficult to advance in the future......

Mu Wanfeng broke his meridians during the Qi cultivation period, and he was unable to automatically replenish the aura of heaven and earth, causing the realm to regress and return to the forging period.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that after the cultivator enters the Jindan stage, he will induce the aura and restore himself. Although he can no longer cultivate, his realm will not regress like Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't hide it from Elder Lu, the juniors have also broken the meridians, but due to some reasons, the meridians can be interrupted, so in the future, maybe I can help you......"

"Is this true?" Elder Lu got up from the bed in shock, looking at Mu Wanfeng with anticipation.

However, he immediately shook his head in disappointment, and said with a wry smile: "However, not only have I broken my meridians, but also my legs, even if I have the ability to reach the heavens, it will be useless......

broke the meridians, even Wen Hua had no choice, and he also broke a leg. Elder Lu didn't believe that Mu Wanfeng, a little doll who hadn't grown all her hair, could do anything.

Mu Wanfeng didn't explain much, and he didn't understand the wonder in his body, and he kept this matter in his heart......

Out of Elder Lu's residence, Xue Wuxian changed his thunderous smile and said solemnly: "The less people know about the fact that you can automatically restore the meridians, the better!"

Xue Wuxian warned Mu Wanfeng that it was a warning to him to beware of the people around him. But this sudden concern still made him feel a little inexplicable.

Although there was some confusion, Mu Wanfeng didn't think much about it, and returned to the attic where the snow was traceless, and two days passed quickly.

In the past two days, the Valley of Flowers has been calm, the flowers are still delicate, and the valley is still so quiet and quiet.

However, the solemn atmosphere in the Valley of Hundred Flowers made the beasts silence and the birds silence.

That kind of weird atmosphere of mountain rain is coming, even if Mu Wanfeng doesn't go out, he can feel it.

With Wen Ya's words, Mu Wanfeng knew that she could leave at any time, and I believed that Wen Hua would not do anything to herself.

However, Mu Wanfeng had no intention of going back, he didn't want to face Han Rou's sad look, so after thinking twice, he still chose to stay in Baihua Valley.

He firmly believes that there is nothing that cannot be solved by time, and if it doesn't work in one day, it will be a year, and if it doesn't work in a year, it will be a hundred years......

Time can dilute many things, just like the time when Mu Wanfeng's father and mother died, he cried for a whole day until his throat couldn't make a sound and his tears dried up......

It's time to eat and drink now, and even in the dead of night, I often think about it, and Mochizuki misses it, but it's no longer as painful as before.

Han Rou's time with him was very short, and Mu Wanfeng also believed that as long as she didn't see her, she would soon come out of the pain.

Mu Wanfeng walked to a place full of flowers, sat on the ground, took out the jasper piccolo, remembered the tune that his mother often played, and played it according to his memory......

A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to be poured, the boat on the river is shaking, and the curtain is moving upstairs. Qiu Niang ferry and Tai Niang bridge, the wind is fluttering, and the rain is bleak.

When will I go home and wash the guest robe? The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains.

The sound of the flute is melodious and fluttering, echoing continuously, lingering with infinite reverie and thoughts, slowly soaring. Dancing gracefully and lightly with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth, it turned into a splendid tapestry, a fresh and mysterious nature......

Xiaomi poked her head out of Mu Wan's windbreaker, jumped on his shoulder, and listened to the tune with her head shaken, looking a little funny.

The rice also drooped his head, lying quietly in front of Mu Wanfeng, listening very seriously.

After blowing the song, Mu Wanfeng muttered to himself: "I haven't blown it for a long time, the technology is not good, it's a little jerky......"

"Blowing?technology?jerky?Brother Feng, what you say, I get goosebumps when I hear it!"

It's not very far from the snow attic, so Wen San came to find it, and Mu Wanfeng was not very surprised.

Syllable!

Of course, Wen Er's slap was not unexpected, but Wen Erdao: "Can you kid be serious?"

"Hey, I didn't have a dragon to raise my head, and I didn't shoot a chicken at the round gate, where is it not serious?" Wen San covered his head, pouted and said, "Besides, you can understand the second brother, and you can't be serious!"

"You ......" Wen Er was dumbfounded by Wen San, raised his slap and slapped it, but Wen San dodged it again.

Looking at Wen San, who was like a living treasure, Mu Wanfeng was amused in his heart.

After such a fuss, Mu Wanfeng's depression in the past few days has also decreased a lot, and he said, "Why are you here?"

"Hey...... Aren't you here to see you spend a?" Wen San smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have this unique job......"

Mu Wanfeng waved his hand and said, "Yes, my work is not as good as yours!"

The two of them were talking about meat, so that Wen Er and Wen Yi on the side couldn't interject, and Xue Wuxian looked curiously at the jasper piccolo in Mu Wanfeng's hand.

Feeling Xue's traceless gaze, Mu Wanfeng secretly said carelessly, and put away the jade flute without a trace.

Xue Wuxian looked at Mu Wanfeng again and said, "You still know the rhythm?"

"I don't understand, I can just blow it......" Mu Wanfeng replied lightly, he didn't want to dwell on this issue too much.

Wen Sanbei smiled: "Haha, it's great to be able to blow, a lot of female ......"

Syllable!

Wen Er couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted his meat words with a slap.

After messing around for a while, Wen Yi's face turned solemn and said, "Brother Mu, now that Baihua Valley is in an eventful season, a few of us are not enough to cultivate, and I want you to go back to the sect with us." ”

"Back to Yun Heavenly Palace?" Mu Wanfeng shook his head and said, "I don't plan to go back for the time being......"

Wen Yi was immediately embarrassed, he knew that Wen Hua had criticized Mu Wanfeng in every way, and these were recruited by several of them.

Wen San said arrogantly: "Don't worry about my grandfather, he is old and has a bad brain, with my mother, let's go back!"

Mu Wanfeng still shook his head, and then said, "It's not his reason, it's just that he just wants to stay here for a few more days." ”

Wen San was anxious, so many things had happened when he came to Baihua Valley, and he was already very guilty about Mu Wanfeng.

If the cult attacks again, even if Mu Wanfeng's strength is good, it will be a Bianzhou of the Angry Sea, and he may die at any time, how can Wen San accept it.

Wen San still needed to be persuaded again, but Wen Er grabbed him and said with a smile: "Brother Mu wants to stay here, then we have to stay and accompany him......"

Wen Er's heart is more than ordinary people, and he knows that Mu Wanfeng must have other reasons, and he doesn't want to ask more.

Mu Wanfeng once saved the three of them, so she chose to stay, even if something happened, she would have a good response.

Mu Wanfeng put away the jasper piccolo, and just as she wanted to say something, she heard a burst of breaking the air, coming from above.

In the sky of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, hundreds of people flew by with their mighty swords, and the colorful spirit swords shone brightly due to the infusion of spiritual power, which was not much different from the rainbow.

Everyone has long flowing hair, heads held high, squinting at the Valley of Hundred Flowers under their feet, and the end is majestic and imposing.

Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds are coming down one after another!

The dozen or so people at the front did not step on the spirit sword under their feet, but flew out of thin air, and the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

The leader was full of black hair, stepping on the void and flying with his hands, without looking down. From afar, everyone could feel the arrogance coming from him.

Looking at the world, you can't live forever......

Although it was a hundred zhang high, Mu Wanfeng still recognized the clothes worn by the visitor at a glance.

"Hmph! The people of Lingxiao Pavilion are really virtuous!" Mu Wanfeng said disdainfully.

Although he knew that he couldn't kill a boatload of people with a single rod, Mu Wanfeng couldn't have any good impression just by that arrogant posture.

Wen San was also not interested in the people of Ling Xiao Pavilion, his mouth was crooked, and he sneered: "These grandsons, they are all stinky to the sky......

Xue Wuji's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "I didn't expect that Kong Ye came in person, and his hand is quite big......

"Who is this Kong Ye?" Wen Yi asked in a rough voice.

Xue Wuxian smiled and said, "Lingxiao Pavilion Master!"