Meng Wuwu had a shallow smile on his lips, and his demonic voice was refreshing. "Now I can go, right? ”

Once upon a time, he didn't know where he came from, he didn't know his name, let alone his relatives, and he wandered alone in the starry sky silently.

He envied those who had roots, because they knew who they were and their loved ones.

Therefore, now after being reborn, Meng Wuwu cherishes the person in front of him even more. Whoever is recognized by him is his relatives!

What's more, Mu Jitian has always treated him as his own grandson, and he is also Mu Jitian, who first paired him with Mu Qingxin.

"Isn't this scientific?" Mu Jitian checked again. "It's obviously so badly injured, it's unscientific, it's absolutely unscientific!"

"Science?" Meng Wuwu suddenly smiled. "Then you can use scientific knowledge to explain to me what internal force is. ”

Mu Jitian was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know this, and then he straightened his face. "What are you laughing at, no big or small!"

Meng Wuwu's laughter stopped abruptly in an instant, and his face was full of seriousness and seriousness.

Mu Jitian was like a perspective instrument, looking at and shooting on Meng Wuwu's body. "You must know that you couldn't even beat your heart before, which is a piece of hardcover tofu, the kind that breaks when you touch it. Tell me, what have you done in the past two years!"

Meng Wuwu gave a standard military salute, and then solemnly began to report on his work. "Report to the handsome old man! I've been following your instructions for the past two years to soak your precious granddaughter. And a month ago, the seeds were successfully planted!"

"Get out!" Mu Jitian glared fiercely. "Tell me the truth!"

Meng Wuwu looked at him proudly, and an unruly momentum arose. "All you need to know is that I'm strong now!"

"Then I'll try it now, how strong you really are!"

Mu Jitian suddenly punched him, and the fierce fist wind blew Meng Wuwu's slightly long hair, covering the small half of his face, and his handsome face loomed.

When the fist came, Meng Wuwu grabbed it with one hand, and the whole person did not move at all, as if nothing had happened just now. But he held Mu Jitian to death, so that he could not advance or retreat.

Meng Wuwu ignored the surprised eyes, and his unique intoxicating voice carried a little coolness. "Now, is it my turn?"

Without waiting for the other party to react, Meng Wuwu suddenly slapped Mu Jitian's abdomen with a palm at an extremely fast speed, and threw him into the air with a bend of his elbow.

At the same time, he threw several spirit stones to the ground, and then used the Taixu Wandering Step, and more than ten afterimages appeared, and in different directions, he fired silver needles towards Mu Jitian, sealing his meridians and acupoints.

Then Meng Wuwu used both hands and slapped dozens of palms on Mu Jitian's body, making him land cross-legged smoothly.

All the action is done in one go, fast and not chaotic.

At the moment when Mu Jitian just landed in the spirit stone circle, Meng Wuwu pressed his palm on his heavenly spirit cover. The spirit stones on the ground instantly shattered into powder, and several streams of spiritual power poured into Mu Jitian's body from all directions.

Mu Jitian first trembled, and then showed a comfortable and comfortable expression. After more than ten minutes, he slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a fishy turbid breath from his mouth.

"How did you know I had internal injuries, and how do you know how to heal them?"

Mu Jitian looked at Meng Wuwu with blazing eyes, his injuries had been accumulating for decades. Even if you look for famous doctors, you will only suppress them, not cure them. Besides, there are injuries in the body, even his own son Mu Nanfeng doesn't know.

Meng Wuwu leaned aside, his face was pale at this time, and the aura on his body was slightly chaotic. Using this treatment method that combines medical Tao and spiritual power, even with the assistance of spirit stones, it still consumes most of his spiritual power.

In fact, even if he only relies on a certain lifetime of medical Taoist attainments, he can still achieve the effect of radical cure, but it is too troublesome.

Meng Wuwu soothed his breath slightly, and his slightly pale face added a bit of bewitching to his handsome face. "yes, I'd like to know. ”

When Mu Jitian punched, Meng Wuwu sensed that there was something wrong with his body. So he imprisoned Mu Jitian's hand and injected a trace of spiritual power to investigate in detail.

It was found that there were several meridians in Mu Jitian's body, which were actually shattered by the acquired external force, or had existed for decades, and the most important thing was that such an injury would definitely have sequelae.

So Meng Wuwu immediately decided to heal him, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to use the spirit stones that were not in stock.

Mu Jitian looked at it for a while and sighed comfortably. "Forget it, there must be a reason why you don't say it. ”

"This, this, my strength ......"

After the internal force in Mu Jitian's body ran for a week, he hurriedly punched out, and a deep fist mark was directly left on a big tree more than 20 meters away from the door. He was shocked to find that his internal strength had risen by nearly half out of thin air, and it was very pure, without any discomfort.

Meng Wuwu used the Great Immortal Divine Decision just now, not only transforming part of the spiritual power in his body into an internal force that matched Mu Jitian and transmitting it to him, but also using spiritual power to wash some of the tendons and veins in his body a little, which is equivalent to enhancing his strength and expanding the development space.

Mu Jitian stared at Meng Wuwu for a long time, and he really couldn't understand him more and more, as if he was covered in a mist on Meng Wuwu's body. "What kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Meng Wuwu looked at him proudly, and the domineering self-supremacy in his bones couldn't help but be revealed. "Don't think about it, just know that Young Master Ben is very strong now, as long as I am here, no one can touch your precious granddaughter!"

Mu Jitian was silent for a moment, and did not ask any more questions. "I'm not wrong. But it's still a lot of burden for you, isn't it?"

Meng Wuwu loosened his shoulders and sighed lazily. "There's definitely a burden, but there's no need to worry. Anyway, didn't they just say that they would provide all the resources so that I could return to my peak state and save people?

"When the time comes, take some more tonic to calm the nerves and go back to Xin'er to eat, and you will definitely be able to give birth to a white and chubby little cub, so you can go home and wait to take the child." ”

Mu Jitian laughed heartily after hearing this. "You're darker than your father!"

Meng Wuwu smiled indifferently and asked. "Handsome old man, what do you want?"

Mu Jitian's expression slowly fell silent, and after thinking about it. "Qin Shi Dynasty's - Xuantian Fangding!"

Meng Wuwu didn't ask the reason, and agreed. "It's in the Tianzi Treasury, right? I'll get it back for you tonight." ”

Mu Jitian immediately objected. "It belongs to the state, and you can't do anything about it, and I'm not sure if it's in the treasury or not. ”

Meng Wuwu could see that that thing seemed to be very important to Mu Jitian, but he didn't say much. "Whatever you want, can I go now?"

Mu Jitian said in a deep voice. "To be able to fight against the previous generation of White Night, there is no problem in terms of strength. But can you really make it to Kyoto before tonight?"

With a move of Meng Wuwu's right hand, the spear that Mu Jitian placed in the backyard turned into a blue light and fell into his palm.

Before dissolving the medicinal power at the entrance of the cave, he drew a simple formation and stood in front of Cangyue as the eye of the formation.

But for some reason, Mu Jitian was able to enter the formation as if nothing happened, and he also pulled up Cangyue and brought it back.

Even if Meng Wuwu's strength is not as good as before, his attainments in the formation are there. Even if a cultivator in the late stage of condensation wanted to get closer, he would trigger the formation to wake him up.

That's why Meng Wuwu questioned Mu Jitian's identity as soon as he woke up, but the other party really didn't know anything, and after asking fruitlessly, Meng Wuwu didn't delve into it.

After attracting Cangyue, Meng Wuwu circled in mid-air in a high-profile manner, and the speed was gradually accelerating. "Young Master Ben is just flying!"

Mu Jitian's eyes were almost falling out, and the whole person was like a stone statue. "Flying, Flying, Flying!"

"Little cub, you come down for me!" Unexpectedly, Mu Jitian came back to his senses and jumped up, and then punched Meng Wuwu down, and yelled at him. "Tell me quickly, how can I do it, then pull the wind and fly the object!"

Mu Jitian's excited and excited demeanor, as well as his hot gaze, directly made Meng Wuwu confused. Those who have seen him fly, as far as last night, there were hundreds of people, and I didn't see anyone have such a big reaction?

The corners of Meng Wuwu's mouth, which was beaten down, twitched. "Uh......"

Mu Jitian roared again with a red face. "I want to fly!!"

Meng Wuwu hesitated for a while, and finally decided to pour cold water. "It's not that I don't want to teach, it's that you can't learn this. Really!"

Because he uses spells, not martial arts!

But Mu Jitian is about to die to the end. "I don't care, I'm just going to fly anyway!"

Meng Wuwu slapped his forehead hard, he really didn't know what to say or what to say.

At this moment, Mu Jitian actually had a sad face and sighed sadly. "Poor old man, I have always regarded you as my own grandson, not only trekking through mountains and rivers every year to find a panacea for you, but also giving you my granddaughter as a daughter-in-law. But now I just want to fly on my own before I die. My life is so miserable!"

Meng Wuwu immediately agreed. "I teach! I teach!!"

In his previous life, he had wandered without roots for countless years, and with a body of killing, all living beings stayed away and did not dare to approach. Therefore, he is very affectionate and cherishes everyone around him.

Therefore, he is said to be the reincarnation of the Seventh God Emperor, and he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid that his relatives and friends will turn over old accounts.

Moreover, even if Meng Wuwu did not recover his memory, he would not refuse. Because Mu Jitian really treats him as his own grandson, and grows up happily with him.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Mu Jitian's nostrils turned to the sky, and he dragged it like 2580,000, which was a little similar to Tang Batian. "Wouldn't it be nice to say yes sooner? ”