Sure enough, as Mu Chen had guessed, after leaving the pavilion, they went all the way forward, and half an hour later, they saw a tomb again.

This is a bamboo forest, in the center of the forest planted with a few poplars, in the middle of which lies a lonely grave, a black spear is inserted on the side, the body of the spear is ink-colored, about two meters long, simple and atmospheric.

"The tomb of his beloved wife Bao Jiang. ”

Muchen was in awe, six words on the tombstone said the identity of the person buried here, this is a strange woman in ancient times, it is said that she is a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, female red needle spinning, omnipotent, and deeply aware of the righteousness, all her life in the silent support of her husband, the same name in the history books, deeply respected.

"This man knows that the world calls her the Virgin, peerless, has three sons, all of whom are great respects, and is also a powerful spiritual master, benefiting one party. The little turtle said, and for this girl, it also admired.

"It is also only the Saint of the Soldier and the others who are worthy of the Holy Mother Bao Jiang, it is said that she seems to have died in battle for the common people, and died young, and even her soul was scattered and did not enter reincarnation. ”

This is like a curse, only a curse for the human race, counting carefully, from ancient times to the present, except for the earth immortals, as long as the other amazing and powerful spirit masters have no good end, even the soldier saint and the virgin Bao Jiang are no exception, half a life of glory and half a life of sorrow, and death is fighting.

In the bamboo forest, Muchen stepped forward, sprinkled pieces of white petals, mourned the Virgin, and added a handful of loess, and saluted respectfully.

The story of the saint, he doesn't understand, but the saint is also a human being, and there will be times when there are thousands of tenderness, this is their past, maybe very exciting, maybe very moving, but he doesn't plan to delve into it, the past will not come back, just let their stories be buried in the sea of time forever.

Before leaving, he pulled out the ink-colored spear on the side of the grave, his hand sank slightly, estimated that it was about 100 catties, the weight was not light, the gun body was engraved with the word dark night, and between the gentle waves, a trace of the spear was crossed, and the overflowing gun stream even cut off a few old bamboos, which was extremely sharp.

"Good gun, Brother Turtle, can you tell what kind of weapon this is?" Mu Chen admired, and couldn't put down this spear called Dark Night.

"I can't see it, this gun is a bit weird, but it's definitely a treasure, I guess this should be the weapon used by the soldier saint when he was alive, otherwise he wouldn't have let it accompany his wife's grave. ”

Mu Chen nodded, and played a set of marksmanship on the spot, the gun was infinitely powerful, and a gale gusted up, killing a king with one shot was definitely not a problem, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. From this gun, you can imagine the supreme demeanor of the soldier saint of the year, dancing the night gun domineeringly on the battlefield, with an outstanding demeanor and unparalleled shadow, which makes people yearn for it.

In the end, he left with the Night Gun on his back, filled with joy in his heart, this time the harvest was too great, far beyond his previous expectations.

He looked at the sky, looking at another world from afar, wearing the king's suit and holding the night spear, at this moment, Mu Chen was full of confidence, and he wanted to fight with others, even if he met the emperor, he dared to fight, and his fighting spirit was surging.

"Go, the road below will definitely be full of big battles, I look forward to it!"

The end of a small world. A separate door is here, and this is the only exit from this place.

"Gone. ”

Carrying the dark night, Mu Chen took one last look at the small world with the little turtle on his back, and stepped into the door.

swish

The next moment, he left that small world and came to a secret realm.

"I felt the scent of life and the fragrance of herbs. The little turtle said, shaking his nose at the air and pointing in the direction of the south.

This secret realm is very large, the ancient trees are towering, there are unknown vegetation everywhere, in the distance, from time to time there is a burst of beast roaring and bird crying, it is not that the king can't make this kind of roar, and the smell of it makes people's hearts tremble.

"Whoa-whoa. ”

Just when Mu Chen had just set off to run to the south, a large eagle owl landed from the sky, spread its wings and was about ten meters long, its body feathers were dark chestnut brown, and its back was metallic.

This is a demon beast in the realm of kings, it is the aboriginal of this place, and the area within a radius of ten miles is its territory, and the creatures that came here before have been devoured by it, and it is cruel and violent.

Soon, the eagle felt uneasy, the human race on the ground was not sucked into the mouth, and the other party's body was surging, looking at it with a very fiery gaze, as if looking... Food.

"I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and the big meal delivered to my door is still a king bird, and it must taste very good. Mu Chen's eyes lit up, and the eagle eagle with hot eyes was shocked for a while, and then became angry, although it couldn't understand people's words, but it could guess the meaning from the other party's eyes and expressions.

"Whew!"

The eagle eagle was angry, the demonic aura overflowed all over the body, and the wings like steel were extremely sharp, which could cut through the mountain, cut the ancient iron, and rushed at great speed.

"Hey. He sneered, did not retreat but advanced, the battle suit on his body raised him to the king realm, and the night gun in his hand pierced straight out, as if it could pierce the vacuum, and there were bursts of sonic booms.

Poof, the night gun hit the eagle eagle, stabbing a blood hole, and then Mu Chen picked up the gun with a gun, trying to split the eagle in half.

"Huh!" the eagle owl was in pain, revealing a look of horror, but he didn't expect that its wings, which had always been invincible, were as brittle as tofu in the hands of the young people on the ground, and when he raised his wings, he sprinkled a rain of blood, and turned around and fled.

"If you want to go, leave your meat first!" cried the little turtle in the language of the beast.

Hearing this, the eagle almost fell into the air, what does it mean to leave your meat first, it seems that the other party on the ground really treats it as food, making it angry and afraid, glancing at them coldly, and speeding up.

Mu Chen smiled, and a pair of condensed wings appeared behind him, flying into the air, chasing the eagle eagle with a gun.

In an instant, he caught up with the injured eagle demon, and with a sharp speed, he jumped directly onto the eagle, and with a slash of the night gun in his hand, he cut a terrifying wound, and blood sprayed wildly.

The eagle owl was furious, its body rolled, and it threw off the man on its body, and then spit out a demonic light, forcing the enemy back, stopping in the air and glaring at Mu Chen.

It doesn't plan to escape, it's not as fast as the other party when it's injured, it's useless to escape, estimating the strength of both sides, the eagle owl plans to fight desperately, and a battle will determine life and death.

Rumble!

The battle, this is the first battle after the wood dust enters the grave, the state is excellent, the tiger and the tiger dancing in the dark night are vigorous, leaving countless wounds on the eagle owl's body, the god is incomparable, the eagle eagle is desperate, one of the wings is cut off a small half, the blood is full of blood, the demon qi is surging out, and it pounces on him.

Bang, boom, boom!

"Cool!

It's just a cup of tea, and the wood dust has the upper hand, much stronger than the eagle, and it is raging in the air, and it has no temper at all.

In the end, he stomped into the void and shot out, like a black light cutting through the world, and in the unwilling cry of the eagle, it was split in half, and blood splattered in the sky.

"Tsk, king bird, boy, you will pick some old medicine and stew a pot of carved meat, this is a big supplement. ”

The little turtle fell to the ground with a salivating face, and the eagle that had been split in half was collected into its shell.