On the Holy Sword Continent of the Sword Qi Continent, in a room within the Holy Sword Sect, a young man with a handsome face was sleeping on the bed.

This person is Mu Wufeng, who was quietly rescued by Ding Chunqiu.

Beside him, there was Ding Chunqiu, who brought him back.

Ding Chunqiu stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows furrowed. What he was worried about was how to explain what had happened to Mu Wufeng after Mu Wufeng woke up.

The Sword God Sect was almost destroyed, and only a few disciples of the Sword God Sect escaped, and life and death were uncertain.

This news shook the Sword Qi Continent, it turned out that the top sect in the Central Continent of the Sword Qi Continent, the sect founded by the Sword God Lord himself, had gone to ruin overnight, which was jaw-dropping.

Ding Chunqiu wants to hide this news, it is obviously impossible, he can take a step at a time.

At this time, Mu Wufeng's eyes slowly opened, and the first thing he saw was Ding Chunqiu who was approaching.

Ding Chunqiu smiled slightly and said, "Wufeng, are you awake?"

Mu Wufeng frowned slightly. His memory only stayed in the time when he was knocked unconscious by that black shadow, could it be that this black shadow was Ding Chunqiu? Mu Wufeng couldn't help but wonder.

"Uncle Ding, you brought me back from a stun?"

Na Ding Chunqiu nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth were tightly closed.

"Why? What about my father? Did something happen to him?" Mu Wufeng jumped out of bed, grabbed Ding Chunqiu's hand and hurriedly asked.

Ding Chunqiu coughed lightly a few times, frowned and said, "The current Sword God Sect no longer exists, and Brother Mu is also dead. ”

Mu Wufeng believed what Ding Chunqiu said, because Mu Hu had said that Ding Chunqiu was the person he trusted the most and had a lifelong friendship.

This news was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it slammed into Mu Wufeng's brain, making him dizzy.

But he still endured his grief and asked, "Who did it, with the strength of my father and the six elders, how could such a thing happen?"

Ding Chunqiu also burst out with anger: "It's true, but because Wang Xing of the Northern Darkness Sword Sect and Li Chuan of the Sword Puppet Sect joined forces to attack the Sword God Sect, two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. Mu Hu and the elders of the Sword God Sect chose to blow themselves up in order to delay the retreat of their disciples, if it wasn't for Brother Mu who planned for me to pick you up four years ago, even I wouldn't know about such a thing. And now the Northern Shadow Sword Sect and the Sword Puppet Sect have merged to form the Shadow Puppet Sect. ”

Mu Wufeng also recalled that Mu Hu deliberately took him away four years ago, and it turned out that he was conspiring with Ding Chunqiu to pick him up. It turned out that Mu Hu had arranged all this a long time ago, just so that he could survive safely. No wonder the night before the Pulse Measurement Conference. Mu Hu actually showed such a tender side, and gave him his personal ring and the black sword tower pendant, which was already the best effort Mu Hu could do.

Thinking of this kind of deed, Mu Wufeng couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and then rushed out of the room, knelt down in the direction of the Sword God Sect, and kowtowed three times.

The blood stains and tears on the ground are mixed together, which is distressing.

That Ding Chunqiu also followed, comforting Mu Wufeng and said: "Wufeng, your father guessed that you would be very heartbroken, but your father still wants me to tell you that in the ring in his hand, there are still things he left for you, please be sure to see it." ”

After hearing this, Mu Wufeng hurriedly separated a trace of his soul power and injected it into the storage ring. From this ring, a light screen appeared, and on this light screen, the image of the wooden tiger appeared. This was left by Mu Hu for Mu Wufeng to see before his death.

"Feng'er, if you see this picture. Prove that Dad is gone," Muhu's figure appeared from the light screen.

"Don't blame Dad, ruthlessly leave you to your Uncle Ding's care, Dad wants to grow up with you more than anyone else, but Dad has no chance. ”

Mu Hu on the light screen touched the tears in his eyes with his hand, and said with a smile: "Those two things that Dad left you will have some benefits for your cultivation in the future. ”

He pointed to the black sword tower pendant that Mu Wufeng was wearing and said, "This is a treasure that only every sect master of our Sword God Sect can have, and this sword tower is the sword pavilion of our Sword God Sect, and there are many cultivation techniques in it. This is also a low-level holy sword weapon, which can be increased or reduced. This sword tower has a total of five layers, and as your own strength increases, you can enter the higher layers of the sword tower. ”

"And this ring is the most cherished thing in your father and my life. This is the token of love that my father gave her when he met your mother, and I have always taken it with me after she left. I hope this ring can always be by your side instead of me and your mother. Son, dad is gone, don't take revenge, when you are strong enough, no one can hurt you. Mu Hu waved his hand and smiled at Mu Wufeng.

After speaking, the figure of the wooden tiger gradually turned into clusters of wind and sand and dissipated.

After Mu Wufeng saw Mu Hu disappear, he wanted to grab the dissipated figure with his hands, but they all slipped through his fingers, not giving him any chance to stay.

"Dad!" Mu Wufeng shouted heartbreakingly.

He fell to his knees and buried his head heavily on the ground, tears dripping from his cheeks.

Ding Chunqiu was also very sad to see Mu Wufeng like this, he walked over and wanted to pick Mu Wufeng up. But at the moment when he picked up Mu Wufeng, Mu Wufeng's body went limp, collapsed on Ding Chunqiu's body, and fainted.

Ding Chunqiu hurriedly reported Mu Wufeng to the bed, and leaned out his soul power to check Mu Wufeng's body. After a while, Ding Chunqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, he checked Mu Wufeng's whole body, and it was no big deal, but his spirit was greatly hit, and he couldn't bear it for a while, so he fainted.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps was approaching.

I saw a beautiful figure rushing in panting, this girl was Ding Zitong who he had met with Mu Wufeng in the Sword God Sect four years ago.

In four years, this already overwhelming face has become even more amazing, as if all the beauty in the world will be lost for her. The figure gradually became bumpy and convex. Her long, silky and shiny black hair was draped over her back, and she hadn't tied it up since she gave it to Mu Wufeng

In this Holy Sword Sect, only Ding Chunqiu, Ding Zitong, and Ding Chunqiu's wife Ren Lan knew Mu Wufeng's true background. Therefore, Mu Wufeng was very safe in the Holy Sword Sect, inconspicuous and safe.

As soon as Ding Zitong heard Ding Chunqiu say that he would bring that Mu Wufeng back, he immediately rushed over.

She saw the young man lying on the bed, his face was still handsome, and his body had become slender, exactly the same feeling he had given her in the Sword God Sect four years ago.

Seeing Mu Wufeng lying on the bed, Ding Zitong asked Ding Chunqiu anxiously: "Dad, is he okay?"

Na Ding Chunqiu returned: "It's okay, it's just that I fainted for a while after suffering a huge mental blow, and I will wake up after a while." ”

"And how long is this time?" Ding Zitong asked again.

Ding Chunqiu frowned and said: "It's impossible to say, maybe a few days and a few months, if the situation is not good, it may even be a few years and a lifetime, this pass, he can only grit his teeth and get through." ”

Ding Zitong looked at the young man on the bed and muttered, "You have to wake up, otherwise I will find someone to avenge the revenge of four years ago, and my hairband is still on you." ”

In the next two months, after Ding Zitong completed his daily cultivation, he would come here to visit Mu Wufeng, but Mu Wufeng never woke up. But she found that Mu Wufeng's originally black and bright short hair had become longer little by little, and it had gradually turned white.

One evening after another month, Ding Zitong came to visit Mu Wufeng as usual. She walked over to Mu Wufeng's bed and remembered what she and Mu Wufeng had experienced together in the Sword God Sect four years ago.

Although Mu Wufeng shamelessly "bullied" her, Mu Wufeng's sincere apology afterwards made her not take this matter to heart, she thought more that when she sat on the side of the mountain with Mu Wufeng, looking at the gorgeous red glow, this was when Ding Zitong was really moved.

Come to think of this. Ding Zitong's beautiful eyes couldn't help but shed tears. A tear dripped on Mu Wufeng's face, and I saw that Mu Wufeng's long hair, which had not been completely gray, had become completely white, faintly emitting some silver light.

Mu Wufeng's eyes gradually opened. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?