The wind blew the figures of the three people, and their clothes rustled.
"Where to go?" Luo Shang asked.
"He wants to go back to his father's valley." Mu Yu said.
He wanted to place the remains of the five old city lords in the valley, because that was the place where Muyu felt most at ease. As for the future, he would talk about it later.
Luo Shang followed Mu Yu without asking any more questions.
Xiao Shuai turned into a little beast again and fell asleep in Mu Yu's arms. He snored, turned around, scratched Dong Mu Yu's clothes, and touched his mouth.
Five coffins were floating just behind, looking very strange.
But neither of them felt that there was anything unexpected about it. They were very fast, but Dongsha City was far away from Deadwood Valley, and it would take at least a day.
That day, Mu Yu and Luo Shang didn't shut up much. When Xiao Shuai woke up, he walked on Mu Yu's shoulder and ate, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.
At noon the next day, Mu Yu landed in the valley, but as soon as he landed, he suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Luo Shang asked.
"There are people in the valley."
Mu Yu's figure had already flashed into the valley.
That valley is Kumu's father's home. Mu Yu will not allow anyone to defile it. He will not show mercy to anyone who has no eyesight and destroys everything there.
The Sky Demon Tree is rippling there, and it is covered with fake Sky Demon Fruits that can bite people. Those Sky Demon Fruits look fragrant, but if anyone wants to pick them, they will be eaten by the Sky Demon Fruits. If he just goes to the east, Xiaoshuai will not learn from his mistakes.
An exquisite wooden bridge spans a small river in the valley. The river is clear and flowing, splashing with water from time to time. There are some purple flowers planted on the bank, which are common herbs used in alchemy, and there are also some edible vegetables and fruits. .
It seems that some people have made it a place to live.
Mu Yu's expression changed, but a sword was placed across Mu Yu's neck.
"That's private property." A cold voice came.
"That's not his place either."
Mu Yu turned around and saw a beautiful woman who was as cold as ice. Her cold temperament was even worse than him. She was like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, making people stay away from her.
Leng Bingxue, the pulse master of Leng Hanfeng of the Danding Sect.
"No to me."
Leng Bingxue retracted her sword and glanced at Luo Shang, who was silent. His expression was neither sad nor happy.
"I know they're there?"
Leng Bingxue walked towards the back of the Sky Demon Tree, where there was a medicine garden filled with various precious elixirs. Leng Bingxue continued to take care of her medicine garden with her head down.
"Now he knows."
Mu Yu seemed to have noticed something. He looked at the Sky Demon Tree. The Sky Demon Tree was very big. There was a tree house inside the trunk. At this time, a person was lying on the bed in the tree house.
He knows who that person is.
Mu Yu silently walked towards the Sky Demon Tree. The Sky Demon Tree shook slightly but did nothing. He pushed open the door of the tree house. The room was very bright, with a huge night pearl on the ceiling, emitting a soft light.
There is a row of bookshelves in the corner, filled with various books recording herbal medicines. Bottles and cans are placed on the table, decorated with unknown decorations. There is a wooden bed next to it.
Father Kumu was lying on the bed, looking peaceful, as if he was asleep.
All kinds of strange emotions suddenly surged into his heart, destroying Mu Yu's cold temperament for several months. It was like tearing away the disguise. Countless memories flooded into his heart, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.
"You can't make a mistake, Dad."
Mu Yu's cold heart seemed to have been severely scratched by someone. Unspeakable pain arose spontaneously in Ye Chang, as if everything had returned to many years ago, when Father Kumu captured him from Fuxian Island and imprisoned him in He entered the valley and forced him to learn various herbal knowledge and formations.
At that time, he never liked the feeling of having sex, and he never kept his mouth shut, which made the stuttering old man Kumu so angry that he cursed fluently. That grumpy old man could not tolerate Mu Yu's rudeness. Slapping Mu Yu to death was really a miracle.
If it is clear that things are different and people are different, everything will never go back.
"He's been trying, really, he's trying, trying to make me make up for those regrets."
Tears seemed to be pouring out of my eyes, and all kinds of regret, anger, and sadness poured into my heart, like a helpless child, telling my father the pain of those years.
In front of Father Kumu, Mu Yu no longer dismissed the murderous demon that day, but just a child who was burdened with too much pressure. He was almost breathless under the pressure of so many things.
But no matter what, Mu Yu never thought of giving up, because Mu Yu said that he would definitely let his father open his eyes.
Mu Yu held Kumu's legs tightly. There were Qiao Xuebutong's ice crystals in Kumu's body, and it was bitingly cold, just like Mu Yu the day before yesterday. Could it be that Mu Yu's heart was slowly recovering, and the person in front of him made his My heart felt warm.
They don't understand what Mu Yu wants to do, so he can walk that road alone.
He has been working hard to do what he thinks is wrong. He thinks that he has a clear conscience. He has been insisting on whether he can let his father wake up and rescue the master from the legs of the Third Palace.
"Can I also do that to him? I don't want him to resurrect me."
With a gloomy expression, Mu Yu went back to the past in the Tian Yan Lu Tuo Xi and met the young Kumu dad. He told Kumu dad the truth about everything, hoping that Kumu dad could help him. But the young father Kumu rejected Mu Yu's request. Even if he knew that he would die, he did not want Mu Yu to resurrect him.
"But the world of cultivation has become increasingly unsightly. He just wants to make life better for those who deserve to live. He won't listen to me, just like he didn't listen much before."
The tears had already flowed away, but Mu Yu laughed and the tears dispersed again.
He doesn't like to cry, because he feels that one must learn to be strong in life, and all tears are not pretense.
Dad Kumu just closed his eyes slightly, as if he would wake up at any time, and then cursed at Mu Yu.
It's been a long time since Mu Yu heard the disgusting scolding of Father Kumu. He was used to those scoldings, and even used to the fact that Father Kumu, who had lost his cultivation, would slap him on the back of the head at every turn, which didn't hurt or itch.
Could it be that few people scolded him so brazenly in those years
"He doesn't want to be the savior of the world of cultivation, nor does he want to be a great hero of the human race. He just wants to be himself and fulfill the responsibilities that a son and apprentice should have."
Mu Yu looked at the face of Father Kumu, remembering that one hundred thousand cultivators were destroyed in front of him, and he was not the initiator of all that, and felt very bad. He would never do that kind of thing before, not even Father Kumu could do it. Things to do.
Could it be that if he could turn back time, he wouldn't do that because he couldn't forgive those people!
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For two days, Mu Yu stayed in the Sky Demon Tree like this. He walked on the ground, leaning against the edge of Father Kumu's bed, in a daze, as if he had forgotten the passage of time, as if he had returned to his original self.
He quarreled with Lan Ling'er in Luochen Mountain without any worries, made troubles with Kongkong Miaomiao everywhere, complained with everyone about how terrible Uncle An's cooking was, and listened to Master telling various stories with everyone in Luochen Cliff in the morning. .
Mu Yu is also willing to go back to the moment when he first met Kumu's father. He made his father angry all day long with his unrestrained words, and then he was scolded by his father in various ways. But he was very thick-skinned, because he never got scolded twice. It won't break your muscles or bones.
Can you never go back
Xiaoshuai opened the door, stuffed a leg in his mouth, and said, "Muyu, it's been two days, please bring me some food, that elder Lengbingbing is very good at cooking, I really can't tell."
Mu Yu stood up, glanced at Dad Kumu, and then walked out silently, closing the door.
Luo Shang was practicing at the foot of the mountain in the distance. He didn't bother Mu Yu in those two days, nor did he shut up with Leng Bingxue. Five coffins were placed next to him.
Leng Bingxue stood at Xiaoqiao and looked at Mu Yu silently.
Mu Yu walked over and said softly: "Sorry."
"No need."
"Why am I there?" Mu Yu asked.
"Because if he were in the Danding Sect, he would kill that person." Leng Bingxue didn't hide anything.
Mu Yu was silent for a long time. He knew who Leng Bingxue was referring to. The culprit was Shi Dengtian who had provided Nu Dan to Tian Bu Da!
"He will kill him." Mu Yu said indifferently.
His tone was very calm, as if killing someone was a simple matter.
For him, who was wrong as he was, killing people was really easy.
"They won't let me kill him. He is not a pulse master." Leng Bingxue said.
"He knew if he didn't he would have killed him."
Mu Yu never cares about his identity when he kills, and his identity will not let the damned person live.
Leng Bingxue didn't shut up again.
"It's very likely that he will resurrect dad." Mu Yu said.
"He doesn't know what I want to do, but if he believes in me, he will believe in me." Leng Bingxue said.
There wasn't much interaction between the two of them, and they didn't even speak a few times. Is it because of Kumu's father that Mu Yu regarded Leng Bingxue as one of his own.
After a long silence, the wind rustled through the Sky Demon Tree, and the river east of the bridge gurgled.
"He wants to borrow a piece of land there." Mu Yu said.
"That's not what he left to me." Leng Bingxue said.
"Thanks."
Mu Yu turned around and walked towards Luo Shang. Luo Shang opened his eyes and looked at Mu Yu with calm eyes.
"I'll wait for him a little longer."
Mu Yu waved his legs, picked up the five coffins, and walked slowly along the valley.
The riverbanks there have been cultivated by cold ice and snow, and are filled with various herbs, vegetables and fruits. They are very different from the barren valleys that were once filled with poisonous fog.
Muyu stopped in the middle of the river and looked up at the mountain wall. There was a cave there, not high above the ground. When they first entered the valley, because Father Kumu set up a mirror formation there to trap them, and various ferocious beasts crawled out of the river in the morning, Mu Yu and Lao Tan took refuge in that cave.
He jumped up and landed in the cave.
The sword light swept out, expanding the entire cave, and then slowly placed five coffins in the cave.
The coffin possesses extremely powerful vitality, and the formation carved by Mu Yu is enough to ensure that the remains of the five people will not rot.
"He said that he would make those who deserve to live in the east come to the east alive."
Mu Yu silently looked at the five coffins. The entire Dongsha City was buried with the old city lord and Xunzhengtang's family. The lives of the five of them were more important than anyone else in the city.
He turned around and saw that the formation had covered the entire cave, and the entrance was covered with green trees. No one could enter except him.
Luo Shang was not far from the river bank, watching Mu Yu falling from the cave entrance.
"Why did I come here to ask for help?" Luo Shang asked indifferently.
Mu Yu looked at the familiar valley, remembering that Kumu's father was taken there by Tian Budai, and then was forced to kill Wan Tianming there. The Sanzhong Palace took the opportunity to kill Kumu's father, and Ru Ming has been there until now. Otherwise, there is no way to survive.