Mu Feng looked at the elixir in the jade bottle, and his heart couldn't be more moved.
No matter how indifferent and cruel the world is, but Mu Feng is not alone, he has someone who loves him.
Family affection is something that no one lacks, and it brings us so much touch, but this kind of affection is the most easily overlooked by us, because we have taken it for granted that he is good to us, and ignore it. exist.
"Sixth-order panacea, this kind of medicine is not easy to see in such a small place, how could your sister have it?"
Xiyue was also surprised and said through voice transmission.
Mu Feng shook his head, he naturally didn't know how Mu Linger had such a precious treasure.
The sixth-order panacea, this is a treasure that even the Mu Zong family can't produce.
Although he didn't know, it was not difficult to guess that Mu Linger must have put a lot of effort into this thing.
Mu Feng solemnly put the pill bottle and the letter in the wooden box and put them in the Qiankun Ring.
Although he can't use this elixir now, but this is his sister Mu Linger's sincere concern for him.
"Sister... don't worry, Xiaofeng didn't fall, your brother is still that genius, when I go to the Royal Academy, you will be proud of me, for sure!"
Mu Feng clenched his fists, looked at the sky and said in his heart.
Then he quickly wrote two letters, took out two third-rank blood pills, put six second-rank blood pills into two jade bottles, and handed them over to this disciple to send to the Royal Academy.
Of those two letters, one was written to Yun Qingwan and the other to Mu Linger.
As for the elixir, it was also given to two people.
After finishing all this, Mu Feng walked towards the courtyard beside him, where Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue lived.
In the yard, two figures were fighting together with swords in their hands. The swords collided and clanged, and the fight was very lively.
One was wearing a black robe, with a burly figure, a short hair, and a black turban on his forehead. He was holding a snow-white saber, and the saber was chopping at the opponent like a wave.
A man dressed in white like snow, tall and slender, with a handsome face, held a long sword, the shadow of the sword was like the wind, and his shape was like a ghost. He fought fiercely with the boy in black.
In the distance, there was a beautiful young girl in Tsing Yi sitting on a stone bench, watching the two fight.
These three people are Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue, and Mu Lan.
What surprised Mu Feng was that Bai Ziyue had also cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm. Although he was only at the first level, the speed of his cultivation was indeed astonishing.
Mu Kuang is still at the first level of the Zifu Realm, but with the power of his physical training, his strength is also amazing.
The two men clashed with swords, lights and swords, and the fight was so lively that the snow on the ground was shaken up.
Mu Feng laughed loudly, and had an extra saber in his hand. With a step, he flew out and joined the battle group with the saber in hand.
"Tiger Break!"
Mu Feng slashed at Mu Kuang's knife angrily, and the huge force erupting from the knife made Mu Kuang take two steps back.
"Broken Gold Finger!"
Then a finger pointed out that a golden finger flicked on Bai Ziyue's sword, causing Bai Ziyue to take two steps back.
"good"
Mulan sat in the distance and applauded.
Bai Ziyue and Mu Kuang glanced at each other, and the two of them actually rushed towards Mu Feng at the same time. Mu Feng fought two against one, and the three of them fought into a group, and the fight was very lively.
After fifty moves, Mu Feng flicked Bai Ziyue's sword away with one finger, and whipped Bai Ziyue's body with a whip leg, causing Bai Ziyue to fly four or five meters away and fell to the ground.
Then he moved like the wind, dodged Mu Kuang's subsequent punch, grabbed Mu Kuang's arm, turned his body, and hit Mu Kuang's armpit hard with an elbow. Mu Kuang also backed up again and again, sitting on his butt on the snow.
Mu Feng was dressed in black, with long hair fluttering, standing on the snow with his hands behind his back, looking at the two of them with satisfaction.
"Master is amazing"
Mulan clapped her hands and applauded, with a trace of admiration in her beautiful eyes.
The two stood up, walked over with wry smiles, clasped fists and said, "Brother Feng!"
"Well, not bad, okay, you have made progress this month, Ziyue, your phantom swordsmanship has already reached the Xiaocheng realm, and your cultivation base has also reached the Zifu realm, amazing"
Mu Feng gave a thumbs up to Bai Ziyue and Mu Kuang and said with a smile.
"Hey, this is the elixir given by Brother Feng."
The two smiled embarrassedly.
"But the two of us still can't beat Brother Feng, hey..."
Bai Ziyue sighed.
"Haha, I have honed in the army for so many years, if I can be defeated by you two so easily, am I not in vain?"
Mu Feng smiled and said that his combat awareness was naturally incomparable between the two.
"Young Master, tomorrow is the New Year's Day, and today is the Lantern Festival. Annan City is very lively. Why don't we go to Annan City to have fun?"
Mulan came over at this moment and said.
"Well, it's okay, I keep practicing, it's time to relax, let's go"
Mu Feng laughed, Mu Lan saw that Mu Feng agreed, his eyes turned into crescents, and then he held Mu Feng's hand and walked together, Bai Ziyue also followed.
In Annan City, there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, everyone had smiling faces on their faces, and there were lights and festoons in front of every house, so it was very lively.
The new year's festival is similar to our Spring Festival, a festival to welcome the new and bid farewell to the old.
After the New Year's Eve, Mu Feng is also sixteen years old.
One of the four held a large bunch of candied haws in their hands, eating all kinds of delicious snacks on the street, and playing along the way.
Mu Feng took a bite of the candied haws, and looked at Ziyue Xiaolan, who was playing around, with a smile on his face.
He has not lived such a relaxed and freehand life for a long time.
In the past few months, he has been living under tension and oppression, and sometimes even feels a little out of breath.
Hatred, his father's death, and the 200,000 Mu's army's enmity had been pressing in his heart, and it was rare for him to relax once.
At the same time, Mu Feng also missed Uncle Wan'er and the others very much in his heart. He spent the previous Spring Festivals at Mu Zong's house and spent them with Wan'er.
When he joined the army, that is, during the two months of the New Year's Eve, he could only go back to Mu's house to accompany Wan'er. The rest of the time he spent in the barracks, hanging out with a group of military elders.
"Yo, what a punctual chick"
When Mu Feng was recalling the past, an uncoordinated voice came from his ear.
Four burly adult men stood in front of Mulan, looked at Mulan and smiled evilly.
The four of them smelled of alcohol, obviously they had drunk a lot.
Mu Feng and the others frowned, and Mu Lan hid slightly behind Mu Feng, looking at the four of them.
"Little girl, let me touch it to see if you are developing well... Hehe"
One of them stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Lan directly.
"presumptuous!"
A cold light flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, he grabbed the man's hand and twisted it.
"Crack!"
"ah!"
There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and the man let out a miserable howl. His hand was twisted by Mu Feng, and he bent down in pain and kept howling.
Seeing this, the other three regained two points of sobriety. Seeing their companion whose arm had been broken, they became furious, and then even drew a knife from their waist and slashed at Mu Feng.
(end of this chapter)