It was autumn, and the withered and yellow leaves swirled down with the autumn wind, and fell in front of the newly erected white jade mausoleum, looking desolate and lonely.
Mu's cemetery, hundreds of tombs were built here, and all the disciples of the Mu family who died in battle were buried here.
In front of the mausoleum with the words Zhenyuan Great General Mu Tian written on it, a young man in white filial piety knelt in front of the mausoleum and threw the ghost paper in his hand into the brazier.
"Father, why are you willing to leave the Mu family and Feng'er behind like this? Father, do you know that in Feng'er's heart since childhood, father is the most manly man in the world. Feng'er never thought that father would be like this one day Leave Fenger"
Mu Feng knelt in front of the mausoleum, looking at the tombstone and muttering to himself, the young man who bleeds but not tears on the battlefield is already covered with tears.
"You told Feng'er that soldiers are proud of dying in battle. Maybe we shouldn't have lost that battle. We were all Nan Hao's bastards. If it wasn't for his frame, how could my 200,000 Mu family army be wiped out? , how could you die!"
"Father, don't worry, one day Feng'er will seek justice for you and the 200,000 heroes of the Mu family army. If I don't kill Nan Hao in this life, I, Mu Feng, will not be a human being."
Looking at the curtain tablet, the young man gritted his teeth and said every word, the words contained great hatred and killing intent.
Mu Feng flashed a black ring on his finger, and a jar of fine wine appeared in his hand.
The ring is a low-level universe ring, a special ring with a small space inside, which was forged by a craftsman.
A low-level Qiankun ring is worth thousands of gold, and it cannot be owned by anyone who is not very rich.
Mu Feng arrived at two bowls of wine in front of the mausoleum, picked up a bowl himself, stood up, looked at the many tombs, wept and shouted: "Mu's army's two hundred thousand soldiers have a good journey!"
After finishing speaking, he poured down half a bowl of wine, drank the rest of the wine, and shouted: "Mu Jiajun, the battle must be won, kill! Kill! Kill!"
The word "kill" was full of sadness.
The second sound kills the character and the spine is unyielding!
Three times to kill the word, nine deaths without regret!
Mu Feng poured a second bowl of wine and said, "The second bowl respects father, thank you for teaching me how to be a man, what is called a man and what is called responsibility, Dad, it's a good journey, one day, Feng'er will definitely take the dog The heads of the thieves pay homage to you and the 200,000 Mu family troops."
Mu Feng poured out half of the bowl, drank another, then smashed the wine bowl on the ground, raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful roar.
The disciples of the Mu family outside the cemetery listened to the mournful roar, some wept and some sighed.
After Mu Feng yelled, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and fell on the ground all at once, looking at his pale hands.
"God, why did you treat me like this? You let me survive, and then destroyed my Yuanmai, making me useless. How did you let me, Mu Feng, avenge my father and the two hundred thousand heroic souls? How did you let me revenge!"
Mu Feng slammed his fist on the ground paved with bluestone bricks, the fist was torn and blood flowed out, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
He already knew that his Yuanmai was broken, and a cultivator absorbed the aura of heaven and earth to refine Yuanqi, all relying on Yuanmai, without Yuanmai, he is a useless person.
At the beginning of the journey of cultivation, it is in the state of Tongmai. People have twelve yuan veins, and if they open up the nine veins, they can split out of the purple mansion to store more vitality and enter the purple mansion.
Above the Zifu is Ninggang, and the Ninggang realm is called Yuan Dan. The four realms known so far are divided into nine levels.
In the past, at the age of twelve, Mu Feng had access to the nine meridians, opened the Purple Mansion at the age of fourteen, and cultivated to the second level of the Purple Mansion at the age of fifteen. He was a famous genius.
But now, all the twelve yuan veins in his body were shattered, his whole body was reduced to nothing, and all the years of hard work were turned into rivers flowing eastward.
"I, Mu Feng, am not reconciled, I, Mu Feng, am not convinced!"
The boy punched the ground, dripping with blood, sobbing softly. Only then did he take off the appearance of the iron-blooded boy, and he was only a half-grown child.
"Feng, stop hitting, stop hitting... woo woo woo"
At this time, a warm embrace hugged him tightly from behind. It was a beautiful girl in a white dress, almost sixteen years old.
It was Yun Qingwan, Mu Feng's childhood sweetheart fiancée who was married from the pulp of his little finger.
"Wan'er..."
Mu Feng called out and said sadly: "What should I do, my Yuanmai is broken, my cultivation base is gone, my father is gone, what should I do, how should I take revenge?"
Mu Feng wept in her arms, allowing her to see a vulnerable side that she had never seen before.
"No, Feng, you still have me, no matter what happens, Wan'er will never leave you, you are the unruly wind, and I am the accompanying leaf, where is the wind, where is Ye'er, Feng, work hard, Cheer up, you said you still want to fight for me, Wan'er has been waiting for that day, cheer up."
Yun Qingwan pressed her chin against Mu Feng's head who was kneeling on the ground, and kept wiping away his tears, using her warmth to moisten the almost broken heart of the young man, and her heart also twitched and ached.
"younger sister"
At this time, there was a low shout, and a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a blue robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, came over and frowned as he watched this scene.
"elder brother"
Wan'er looked back at the boy in surprise, and said, "Why are you here?"
Yun Yi, the young master of the Yun family, brother Yun Qingwan.
"Father wants you to go back to the family"
Yun Yi came over, took Wan'er's hand, and without looking at Mu Feng, wanted to take Wan'er away.
"No, I won't go, I want to stay and accompany Feng!"
Yun Qingwan shook off Yun Yi's hand and said firmly.
"Accompany him? Accompany a useless person? Go back with me, this time dad must let me take you back"
Yun Yi glanced at Mu Feng sarcastically, and then said in a firm tone, holding Wan'er's hand again, but this time Wan'er didn't break free.
"Why, didn't my father agree to let me stay in Mu's house before, I won't go"
"let go"
At this time Mu Feng also got up, looked at Yun Yi and said coldly: "Even if you are Wan'er's real brother, you can't force Wan'er."
Yun Yi smiled when he heard this, with contemptuous eyes, "Mu Feng, what right do you have to say that now, what can you do if I want to take Wan'er away? Do you think you are still a genius? You are just a useless person now, you I am no longer qualified to date my sister."
In the past, Mu Feng's cultivation base and reputation would overwhelm Yun Yi. Yun Yi has always had resentment towards Mu Feng. Young people are competitive.
"You...! I'm not a useless person!"
Mu Feng seemed to be provoked by these words, he was furious, and punched Yun Yi.
But Yun Yi casually grabbed Mu Feng's fist with one hand, and kicked Mu Feng's lower abdomen. The pain caused Mu Feng's face to turn pale, and he kept backing away.
"Haha, oops, look at you now, you can't even stand my kick, I haven't used much vitality yet."
Yun Yi sneered, then snorted coldly
"Mu Feng, you'd better figure out your current situation, your Mu family's situation, Prince Hao is after your Mu family, no one in the capital knows, Wan'er will only be wronged if you follow you, don't come again if you know what you want pestering my sister"
After finishing speaking, Yun Yi forced Wan'er, who was struggling and crying, to leave, while Mu Feng stood where he was. Yun Yi's words were like needles stuck in his heart, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails pierced his palm, and blood flowed out.
"There is no coward in the Mu family, iron-blooded men should be self-reliant, Wan'er, don't worry, I, Mu Feng, will definitely not end here! Definitely..."
(end of this chapter)