The black-robed man was about to lean over and pick up Mu Zhai, when suddenly, his body tensed straight, a swarthy gong appeared in his left hand, and he held a swarthy gong hammer in his right hand, and turned back coldly.

"It's nice to have friends from afar!" a voice came from the dark rainy night.

The black-robed man's face was grim, but he was extremely polite, and said with a smile: "Confucian friends, it's rare now. ”

"Yes, Confucianism was killed by the First Emperor, all the classics were burned, all the great Confucians were killed, and only some students were out and displaced. ”

The man finally came out of the darkness, covered in a layer of pure white light, shining on the ground three feet around him, like a man of light.

The black-robed man put away the gong and gong hammer, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "Righteousness protects the body, the great Confucian is in the world, there are not many great Confucians in the world, I don't know who my friend is?"

The great Confucian was extremely polite, straightened his clothes, and also bowed his hand and said: "The mountain villager, how can you talk about the great Confucian, you have tarnished the name of Confucianism." ”

The black-robed man said with a smile: "The Great Confucian said that he laughed, since this place is sheltered by the Great Confucian, then there is nothing for me to do, and the Great Confucian is at his own convenience." ”

After speaking, the black robe on the black-robed man's body moved slightly, and a darkness shrouded him, drowning the black-robed man, and when the darkness dispersed, the black-robed man disappeared.

Da Ru stood beside Mu Zhai, looked at the direction of the black-robed man's departure, and muttered to himself: "What is the reason why the watchmen actually came to Yunmengze? They have always been unprofitable, even if they are the first emperor, they can't win them over. Alas, when you are old, what do you want to do with this, it is only right to bring this child back quickly. Alas, I don't know who passed on your cultivation tips, at a young age, you have already condensed your qi, shouldn't you tell you about the way of cultivation, so that you will not be so reckless in the future?"

Daru leaned over and picked up Mu Zhai, looking at Mu Zhai's painful appearance, a mighty righteousness entered Mu Zhai's body, Mu Zhai was in a fainting, and his brows gradually relaxed.

Da Ru hugged Mu Zhai and slowly walked forward in the rainy night, the speed seemed not fast, but in fact, it was ten times faster than ordinary people walking, as if running.

After the Great Confucian left, the watchman appeared next to Yun Mengze again, looked at the group of heroic righteousness, and sneered and said to himself: " It seems that Yun Mengze has come to the right place, when this hundred schools of thought contended, the Jixia School Palace created should be hidden here, Yun Mengze is mixed with demons and demons, and the hearts of the people are simple, it is a good place for slow development, the eight veins of the Jixia School Palace, the six veins were killed by the First Emperor, only the Sword Gate and the Mo family remained, and the rest of the families were subdued by the First Emperor, and became the lackeys of the Emperor, and the Mo family was also gone, the sword scripture in the Sword Gate was very important to our guardians, and it was impossible to be taken by the First Emperor。 ”

Behind the watchman, a black mist dispersed, and a demon with wings on his back and a hairy face and a thunderous mouth walked out, knelt down on one knee and said: "Master, the school palace has not been found yet, and it seems a little inappropriate to report the news now." ”

The watchman shook his head and said, "Since you are here, you can't hide it from me, so you can go back." ”

The flag demon Feipeng nodded, no longer spoke, and the wings behind his back suddenly unfolded, flapping his wings away, as fast as a meteor.

。。。。。。

Mu Zhai had a dream, in the dream, it was so dark that he couldn't see anything, only pure darkness, and in the darkness, it was as if something was pressing down on his chest, making him breathless.

Mu Zhai waved his hands, trying his best to dispel the darkness, but he couldn't do anything, after a while, Mu Zhai's eyes lit up, in the darkness, as if a bright lamp had risen, Mu Zhai's whole person was warm, and the boredom in his chest was also dispelled a lot by the bright light.

Mu Zhai followed the lamp and walked forward, but he couldn't get to the lamp, as if the distance between the lamp and him had always been so far and had never changed.

Mu Zhai wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't shout, and he couldn't help but be anxious.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a golden figure suddenly appeared, the golden man appeared near the bright lamp, holding a giant sword, and a deafening voice spat out from the golden mouth: "All evils retreat!"

The darkness suddenly receded like a tide, the light was still hesitating, the golden man suddenly opened his eyes, the golden light burst out, looking directly at the light, the light suddenly dissipated, turned into a streamer, and disappeared.

So Mu Zhai woke up, and the first thing he saw when he woke up was the face of Mu Feng, who was extremely anxious.

"Water!"

Mu Zhai tried his best to shout out a word, Mu Feng was overjoyed, and finally woke up, four or five days, and thought that Xiao Zhai would never wake up.

Mu Feng hurriedly helped Mu Zhai up, leaned on the bed, and said without a mouth: "Xiao Zhai is thirsty, don't be busy, I'll call Eminem Daddy, they have seen you for four or five days, and they just fell asleep." ”

Mu Zhai shook his head with difficulty, and squeezed out one word again: "Water!"

Mu Feng finally heard it clearly this time, and hurriedly ran out, not long, filled a bowl of water with a pottery bowl, hugged Mu Zhai, and fed Mu Zhai little by little to drink.

Mu Zhai drank water, regained some strength, smiled at Mu Feng, tilted his head, and fell asleep again, this time he really slept, and there were no nightmares.

Mu Feng looked at Mu Zhai who fell asleep again, hesitated, and sat on the edge of Mu Zhai's bed again, guarding his younger brother well.

When Mu Zhai woke up again, it was early in the morning, he opened his eyes and saw Mu Feng with eyes like rabbits, and laughed and said, "Big brother, you stole people and cattle last night?"

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "It's not to look at you, you don't know what's going on this time, so you fell asleep in a daze, Daddy Ambe was in a hurry, and the old village chief came to see it, saying that you were haunted by nightmares and exorcised evil spirits for you, and you didn't wake up for several days." ”

Mu Zhai was stunned for a moment, trying his best to recall the urgency before the coma, as if he remembered that he was smashed by a big snake and fainted, could it be that if he had divine help, he could still run home in a coma?

Mu Zhai didn't believe this, because three inches below the umbilicus, the water and fire dragon was hovering, indicating that his experience was definitely not a dream, so who saved him?

Mu Zhai shook his head and shook off this idea, it's good to be alive, whatever.

Mu Feng ran out, and after a while, Eminem walked into the house with Mu Qing in his arms, holding a bowl of millet porridge in one hand, exuding the unique fragrance of millet seeds.

Eminem's eyes were red, obviously he didn't cry less, Mu Zhai drank all the porridge in one go, only felt that it was extremely sweet, and there was nothing more delicious than millet porridge.