Seeing everyone in high spirits, Mu Hanyan was very pleased. Although none of them were strong, there were hundreds of men, women and children in the whole clan, all of whom were comparable to the strength of junior swordsmen. For such a village, it was already very scary.
Even if the Bloodwind Pirates come back, Mu Family Village will still have the strength to fight. Even if they can't fight in the end, they can evacuate calmly. Even in the wasteland, they can survive very well.
"My lord, there is still some spring water left here, you can keep it." Mu Hanyan handed the water bag to Ye Yi'an.
"How can this be done, you should keep it for yourself." Ye Yi'an declined.
"It's useless for me to keep it. There are still some children in the village, and they will be needed sooner or later when they grow up." Mu Hanyan said. Anyway, it's a waste for her to keep it, so it's better to give it to the members of the Mu family, and it's not in vain for them to keep her.
"You really have a heart. But you don't need so much. How about it, I want half, and you keep the rest." Ye Yi'an said happily.
Soon, Ye Yi'an took out a water bag and distributed some spring water, leaving the rest to Mu Hanyan.
Seeing Mu Hanyan's actions, the members of the Mu clan were even more grateful. If she hadn't resolutely stopped them, they might have fallen to their knees again.
"Let's all go back, the banquet will continue." Ye Yi'an said.
"Yes, let's continue eating." Mutu rushed back to the wine table, and the others were also elated, and returned to their seats.
Even the few injured clansmen returned to their original positions after being bandaged. They were lucky, there was a wooden butcher in front, and none of them were injured. With their strong physique and tenacious vitality, I believe they will recover in a short time.
Soon, the village was once again a scene of cups and cups interlacing and enjoying themselves.
Mu Hanyan was secretly ashamed. The battlefield hadn't been cleaned properly yet, so it was over again. But she also knows that this is not because the lines of the Mu family are too thick, but because it is too difficult to survive in the land of God. I live a prosperous life, but I'm afraid I won't be able to eat good food a few times throughout the year. It's rare to have such a table of good wine and food, so how can I be willing to waste it.
The banquet lasted until midnight, and everyone was full of wine and food. And the one who ate the most was Lord Kong Qinglan, the praying priest. When Mutu half-armed and half-carried him back to the room, this guy's stomach was so full that he could hardly walk.
"Sigh, I don't know how hard life is in Huayu Temple." Seeing this scene, Miss Mu was very worried.
There was nothing to say all night, and at dawn, all the members of the Mu clan came to the village entrance to see Mu Hanyan off.
"Han Yan, take care all the way, and be careful in everything." Ye Yi'an said lovingly to Mu Hanyan.
"My lord, won't you go with me?" Mu Hanyan said reluctantly.
She came to God's Continent completely alone, so she subconsciously treated Ye Yi'an as an elder, and Ye Yi'an respected her because she misunderstood that she was a saint, but after getting along with her, she unknowingly regarded her as a junior , not only caring and caring, but also desperately protecting each other in critical moments, so it's a bit reluctant to part suddenly.
"I'm getting old, so I won't run around with you anymore. Besides, Priest Sikong is with you, so I don't have to worry anymore, cough cough..." Ye Yi'an coughed heavily, his pale face A few strange blushes appeared.
"My lord, you should cultivate well and take care of yourself. I will definitely find a way to help you extend your life." Mu Hanyan quickly patted him on the back and said softly.
Looking at the sickly blush on Ye Yi'an's face, Mu Hanyan felt a little inexplicably sad. With his cultivation base, it is already a miracle that he can survive until now. He was even injured when he fought with Kang Qingyuan and Chen Xuefeng earlier. Shouyuan, who was nearing the end, was affected again. It is estimated that there are not many days to live, but the Seven Treasures Renewing Life Pill, which was used to save his life in the end, wasted on Liu Guang's body, which made Mu Hanyan feel deeply guilty.
"It's good if you have this kind of heart. Your fate depends on the sky. You can't force me to live to such an old age and see you. I'm satisfied. You don't have to worry about me. Taking care of yourself is the most important thing." , if one day I'm gone, remember to help me take care of these Mu clan members." Ye Yi'an said to Mu Hanyan gratified.
Although he misses the Holy Court all the time, he has lived in the Mu Family Village for a thousand years, so he still has feelings for him, so he is still worried about the Mu Clan.
"Yes." Mu Hanyan nodded. However, his eyes were moist, and he made up his mind that he must improve his strength as soon as possible and find a way to extend Ye Yi'an's life.
The carriage slowly drove out of the village, and Mu Hanyan waved goodbye to everyone. She closed the curtain of the carriage until the black mass of heads disappeared from sight, but she still felt a little disappointed in her heart.
"Girl Mu, don't be too sad. When you officially become a priest, you can come back and take a look when you have time." Sikong Qinglan said comfortingly. Because his old cow pulling the cart was too old and walked slowly, Mu Hanyan simply invited him to this carriage. Originally, this carriage was big enough. If Ye Yian didn't go, it was just her and Ling Baobao. Two people, the place is naturally more spacious.
"Thank you, Sir Sikong." Mu Hanyan said politely.
"Ms. Mu, please don't be too polite." Seeing Mu Hanyan being so polite, Sikong Qinglan felt flattered and said shyly.
"By the way, Lord Sikong, I was thankful for your reminder in the Fengcheng Temple a few days ago, and also thanks to your help when I met Kang Qingyuan and the Bloodwind Pirates. I, Mu Hanyan, am very grateful. But there is one thing I am a little bit I don't understand, we have never met before, why is Master Sikong so protective of the little girl?" Mu Hanyan asked.
She had been thinking about this question for a long time, and seeing Sikong Qinglan's flattered expression just now, she was even more puzzled, and couldn't help asking.
"This..." Sikong Qinglan hesitated for a while, then said, "I'll tell you when I get to the Flower Rain Temple, I'm not sure about some things."
"Okay then." Seeing that his expression was unusually solemn, it didn't seem like he was trying to hide anything, but he seemed to have some doubts in his heart, so Mu Hanyan didn't ask any more questions.
Beside him, Ling Baobao was still studying the Tyrannical Dragon Armor, and he didn't know why he was so interested in the turtle shell. Mu Hanyan didn't bother him, and began to practice martial arts. She hasn't learned the magic of priests yet, and she can't expose her kendo skills. Apart from practicing martial arts, she can't find other things to do.
However, I knew that this martial arts was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Now that I have the absolute power comparable to the ninth level of a swordsman, I can exert its power even more. Mu Hanyan also practiced it with relish.
"We're here." Three days later, Sikong Qinglan's excited voice rang in his ears.
Looking out through the opened curtain, an ancient city appeared in sight.
It is said to be a city, but its scale is far from being comparable to Tianfeng City. It is estimated to be the size of three or five Mujia villages. Surrounded by several desolate peaks, it is even smaller.
And the city wall doesn't feel majestic at all, and there are signs of collapse everywhere. If it weren't for the ancient temple in the center of the city, it still stands proudly, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the ruins of an ancient city.
However, although the temple has not yet collapsed, it is still full of scars and mottled, and I don't know how long it can stand upright. Judging by that posture, maybe one day the wind will blow it down.
This is the Flower Rain Temple... The cold wind blew in, and Mu Hanyan's heart also became cold.