Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the gloom and shattering the hope in Mu Yu's heart. The strong wind began to rage everywhere, and an old tree creaked and swayed in the distance. The leaves had left it, its branches were cut off and swept away, and cocoa could be blown off the trunk at any time.
The dead wood is like the old tree at this moment, its vitality is quickly disappearing.
"If you don't ask for death, life and death can happen in the blink of an eye! Life and death can happen in the blink of an eye!"
Mu Yu gritted his teeth, wanting to fall into some kind of violent state, wanting to awaken the power of Mu Yumeng's spirit master, wanting to use life and death to save the dead wood in the blink of an eye.
Could it be that the Nine Heavens Demon-Sealing Array has completely trapped Spirit Master Muyoumeng? His body has no reaction at all. Without the power to run wild, he only has humble spiritual power, which is of no use at all.
"No, he doesn't want me to die." Mu Yu lowered his head, his whole body seemed to be shaken, and he became helpless.
A teardrop fell from the east and fell on the chest of the dead tree.
Kumu looked at Mu Yu with a smile and said softly: "It turns out that I will shed tears for him. He always thinks that I am a heartless child..."
"He won't cry, no!" Mu Yu said stubbornly, but the tears poured out like a bursting dam, soaking his clothes.
He remembered what he had joked with Deadwood in the fantasy land of Styx:
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"Go away! I am a bastard who knows how to shed tears for him? Then the sun will come out in the west!" Kumu cursed angrily.
"Okay, okay, in the future he won't cry even if I die." Mu Yu made a face.
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Mu Yu thought it was a joke, but suddenly he burst into tears.
He has never cried before, because he feels that one must learn to be strong in life, and all tears are not pretense. But at that moment, he took off his disguise and let his tears roll away.
Kumu looked at Mu Yu, the child who would never grow up. He and Xiaoshuai had been causing trouble all over the place. He had always been so optimistic. It was like a ray of sunshine shining into Kumu's lonely heart, making him feel something. Indescribable warmth.
He used to be very withdrawn and refused to accept people thousands of miles away, but Bu Mu Yu was walking into his life inexplicably.
"Don't I always want to know what the illusion he saw when he was angry at Styx is?" Blood overflowed from the corner of Gu Mu's mouth, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, but he still persisted. He didn't want to leave any regrets. At this moment, suddenly there was There are so many things I want to say to the child in front of me.
He never liked saying nice things because it made him feel awkward. But he knew that if he didn't say some things, he might never have the chance to say them again.
Mu Yu once asked Ku Mu whether he was the great hero who saved Ku Mu in that illusion, but Ku Mu always told Mu Yu that he was a bear. Mu Yu asked him that question twice, but Ku Mu never told Mu Yu the exact answer.
"He doesn't want to know, he just wants me to live!" Mu Yu's voice became hoarse.
At that time, in the anger of Mingcao, was it possible to get out of Mu Yu's illusion? Dead wood resolutely stabbed Mu Yu with the knife, which made Mu Yu feel very uncomfortable. Although he knew that the knife was not fake at all, the stabbing was so decisive, as if he was doing something simple and simple, which made Mu Yu feel a little bit roasted in his heart.
He didn't know what it meant to be deadwood, he didn't know what status he had in deadwood's mind, and why he didn't hesitate at all when deadwood stabbed him. Mu Yu was even thinking that if one day in the future Kumu was asked to choose between Miao Yuyan and Mu Yu, would Kumu not hesitate to choose Miao Yuyan over him
Mu Yu was troubled by that knife for a long time.
Muyu asked Kumu twice. He wanted to know what role he played in Kumu's illusion. He regarded Kumu as his father, but he was afraid to know whether Kumu had been using him all along.
"In his fantasy, I am not the hero who saved him, nor the bear he said, but I am his son." Kumu said slowly.
Mu Yu suddenly raised his head and met Ku Mu's gaze. His heart beat violently!
"After learning that Feng Haochen had a daughter, his resentment turned into envy and jealousy. He didn't understand why Hong always had what he didn't have. He took away the people he liked and even the apprentices he trained. So outstanding. He suddenly thought that he was alone, without even a descendant, how miserable his life would be!"
Kumu's smile was filled with sadness. He had hated Feng Haochen all his life, but nothing could compare to Feng Haochen, not even the only disciple he accepted was Feng Haochen. He didn't know what Hong was thinking, that he would treat Feng Haochen's apprentice as his own son. He forced himself to suppress those feelings, but Deadwood couldn't deceive him.
"When he saw Tianran, he thought of me, and he regarded me as his own son without knowing it. Although I was always angry with him, did he remember that he often made Xueer's father angry? Or not. But he didn't want me to know, because I have my master in my heart. He saw my enthusiasm to help Feng Haochen. He didn't want to humiliate himself, so he didn't want to tell me whether his illusion was true or not. What… "
"He no longer wants to know about the illusion, he just wants me to live!" Mu Yu murmured.
Kumu stretched out his legs tremblingly and brushed away the tears from the corners of Muyu's eyes: "In the illusion that Mingcao gave him, I also made him angry restlessly, but I always called him Kumu daddy. He knew that he expected too much, How can I call him daddy? Please let me know, I will definitely laugh at you non-stop. He knows that he is not worthy of being my dead wood daddy, so that’s just him thinking about it, I don’t take it to heart .”
He never told Mu Yu what the illusion he saw was. Mu Yu's appearance made his dead heart become extraordinary. In fact, he had always wanted to have a child and raise the child with a ruthless person.
In his fantasy, is Mu Yu really his son? No matter whether he is with Leng Bingxue or Miao Yuyan, Mu Yu is like a child who will never grow up. There is no big or small space around him. Just kidding, he liked that feeling and the sound of Mu Yu calling him "Ku Mu Daddy".
But he felt that he was not worthy because Mu Yu's personality was completely opposite to his. An optimistic child should have an optimistic father, not a withdrawn and grumpy father.
Mu Yu's heart seemed to have been hit by someone, and the knot in his heart that had been troubled for a long time suddenly opened. When the dagger in Kumu's leg pierced Mu Yu's body, Mu Yu felt empty in his heart. At that time, he even doubted that Ku Mu had never taken him seriously. Could it be that Mu Yu Minghong was wrong now.
The dead wood was thorny at that time, but it was not his son!
"He won't laugh at me. He has long regarded me as his father. He thinks that I don't care about him, so he never dared to bring it up. He has the same concerns as me, but in his heart I have always rejected him as his dead wood father. , He swore!" Mu Yu buried his head in the arms of the dead tree.
The sound of "Daddy Dead Tree" is not so simple and pure, but it carries sincere emotions. It was a simple title, but it was never shouted out until the bright moon because of their respective personalities.
While Mu Yu was enveloped by the anger and death energy of Ming Cao, Dead Wood stayed in the formation for nearly a month and never left. He was afraid that something would go wrong with Mu Yu, and he was afraid that Mu Yu would never wake up again, because he was surrounded by danger and was not the son in his heart!
"Whether I comforted him or not, whether I said it sincerely or not, he just gave up on me. But like everyone else, I think he is useless, and he is on the same level as my master. But I have never I haven't seen him actually make a move. That piece of blood jade and black crystal was carved into the formation by him. It will let me see how my useless dead wood dad can use the formation to achieve the cultivation level of the golden elixir. Those who kill people in the distracted period have failed, so I don’t want to laugh at you."
Kumu struggled to put the Blood Jade Black Crystal on Mu Yu's legs. He accepted Mu Yu as his disciple. Can he go out? In the eyes of everyone, he was the one who was laughed at. Everyone thought that he was the disciple of the true god. There are many benefits, but everyone is exalting Jian Ying Chenfeng and belittling him. Everyone thinks that he is not worthy of his reputation as Mu Yu's master. Everyone looks down on him and treats him as a joke...
It didn't matter that he was wrong because he didn't care about the eyes of outsiders. But Fu Muyu has always maintained his dignity, helped him shut up, and protected him from being bullied. As time went by, he felt very unwilling to do so. He wanted to prove to Mu Yu that he was not incompetent, and that the dead wood that had been stained with the glory of the disciple of the true god was evergreen.
He wanted to show off in front of Mu Yu.
I want to show off in front of my son.
Why did he use the blood jade crystal to record how to use formation techniques to kill Tian Buwai? He wanted Mu Yu to know whether he was qualified to be Mu Yu's master! He is even more qualified to be Mu Yu’s dead wood father!
But he failed. The people from the Sanchong Palace attacked him, making it impossible for him to realize any of his original wishes. His son couldn't see his father showing off his power. Maybe he could really be a nothing-to-do man forever. The dead wood dad here is here.
"He never thought that I was good at anything, and he would never laugh at me, because - because -" Mu Yu wiped his tears, "because as a son, he would never laugh at his father."
Mu Yu has not had parents since he was a child. He feels that having parents is a very happy thing. He regarded Kumu as his father, so he never disliked his father's low strength, because Kumu's father once protected him in front of many people, and it was Ru Ming's turn to protect Kumu's father.
Even if Dad Kumu's cultivation level is very low, Mu Yu knows that he is not qualified to laugh at Dad Kumu, because he doesn't even have the ability to protect Dad Kumu!
Kumu showed a pleased smile: "Of all the words I said, he liked that one."
The dark clouds were finally torn apart by lightning, and the rain poured eastward from the crack, falling on the world, beating and rustling everything in the world.
"He wants me to learn formation skills, but if Feng Haochen won't let me learn it, then it depends on my own wishes. His formation skills are better than Feng Haochen's, so the only thing he's proud of is that he doesn't Do you hope that I can learn all his formation skills? You can't teach me personally. After he dies, bring his body to Xue'er. You can't be with her in life, but stay with her after death. He's wrong I can’t afford her…”
Kumu slowly stretched out his blood-stained leg and gently patted the back of Mu Yu's head. He used to like to take out his anger on Mu Yu like that. Mu Yu has never escaped, even if his cultivation level has long surpassed that of Kumu, when Kumu wants to hit him on the back of the head to vent his anger, he will let Kumu hit him.
That might be the last time Deadwood hit Mu Yu on the back of the head.
Although Mu Yu has never been older or younger, he has always cared about Ku Mu's feelings. After Kumu lost his cultivation, he always protected Kumu's self-esteem and his dignity as a high-legged figure in the integration stage. He has never underestimated the dead wood, and never considered the dead wood in the golden elixir stage to be a burden, because he knows how to be grateful!
A son should not dislike his father.
Dead wood's life is not tragic, he has lived for them all his life. When he made up his mind to live for himself, the Sanchong Palace did not allow him to live anymore.
The wind was blowing violently, and the old tree in the distance was finally blown down, and it lost all its vitality.
The raindrops rustled on Mu Yu's body, making his heart feel cold.