Too Bad Master Died Early

Chapter 65: meet up

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The sour tone made Xie Zhiwei a little ashamed.

If he remembered correctly, the King of Kyushu loved Mu Yu so much, how could he be so unconfident and willing to compare himself to a dead man

In the original book, the male protagonist often thinks about Xie Zhiwei’s kindness, which makes the King of Kyushu feel all kinds of emotions, and then the male protagonist will say something nice, such as "Although Zhenren Xie is good, the kindness of the father is even greater", "No one in the world can compare to the father." ", coaxing his father into elation, and stuffing a lot of money and imperial power into his hands.

Right now is another great opportunity for the male protagonist to invite pets, so he must use his housekeeping skills to speak sweet words.

Mu Ku also looked sideways at the bamboo forest. A few rays of morning light pierced through the night and came out from the forest, creating a misty crow-blue color in the darkness. His eyes seemed to be illuminated for a moment, and then turned into a pool of stagnant water without any waves.

Time passed by like this bit by bit, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but worry for him hiding behind the rocks—boy, please explain, go and coax your father, why are you looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees here! You are not He Zheng, there is no camera next to you, okay

But no matter how he roared in his heart, Mu He couldn't hear him, and he almost stood like a portrait full of sadness.

In the end, it was the King of Kyushu who sighed, "I asked the question for my father's sake, otherwise why your hands are always not healed, it's all because of that thank you... well, let's not mention it."

Mu Yu finally turned his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you, father, for your compassion."

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but secretly retorted: It was you, the King of Kyushu, who wanted to cut off my hand. It is reasonable to say that his broken hand has something to do with me. But I won't take the blame if it can't be cured! How can you harm your son when everyone is dead!

However, the hero doesn't want to please his father? How did he come here all these years? Since the King of Kyushu is not happy, how can he give him the power

As soon as he had this doubt, he saw Wang Chong of Jiuzhou waving at one of his attendants, who walked over respectfully, holding a square brocade box in both hands. The King of Kyushu winked at him, then raised his chin at Mu Kuo. The follower understood immediately, and held the box in front of Mu Qian.

Then the attendant knelt down, opened the box, and said: "Congratulations, son."

Xie Zhiwei squinted his eyes and looked there, the next moment, his eyes almost popped out.

This is the soldier talisman of the imperial guards of the capital.

Damn what's the situation, the male protagonist is actually more powerful than the protagonist Halo in the original book. If there is no reason, there is no such soft word, just put a melancholy poss on his father, and his father will give up the military power!

Mu Kui looked down at the box, then slightly curled the corner of his mouth, looking a little helpless. "Father, I said that I am not interested in these things, so let's keep them for someone who is more suitable for it."

Xie Zhiwei was tongue-tied.

Did you hear me right? The hero said he doesn't love rights

Ha ha, just listen to it, Ma Yun also said that he doesn't like money.

It can be seen that the hero's routine has been improved to a higher level. Compared with flattering and flattering people, this kind of hard-to-get means has more face. It seems that in this twisted plot, the hero's image of a white lotus is more... more compelling

The King of Kyushu insisted: "My lord, being a father is not a competent father. I don't know what you want, so I can only give you what I have... I hope you can be happier, don't..."

As he spoke, he saw that Mu He and his face were almost carved out of the same mold, but the expression on this face was completely different from his. It was a pure temperament that was not polluted by the secular world. For a moment, he felt that he was full of fatherly love, and he couldn't help raising his hand to touch Mu He's head.

But just as that hand touched his hair, Mu Qu suddenly raised his eyelids and took a step back.

Kyushu King's hand was hanging in the air like this, which was quite embarrassing. But he seemed to be used to it, so he retracted it very neatly, put it directly to his mouth and coughed dryly.

Mu Yu saluted respectfully: "The summer heat has not receded, and it is not yet dawn at this time, father and king should go back earlier."

The King of Kyushu looked at his estranged and polite son, heaved a long sigh, and said: "Then you must serve this soldier talisman, otherwise you will feel sorry for your father."

Mu Yu said: "Thank you, Father."

Xie Zhiwei secretly rolled his eyes: "The talisman of sending soldiers thousands of miles away, the gift is light and the affection is heavy - woolen yarn!"

The carriage bumped down the mountain road, and Mu Kui stood in the bamboo forest with the brocade box in his hand, watching him go away. The expression on his face remained indifferent until the carriage disappeared, then he lowered his head, took out the contents of the box, and threw the box into the stream.

He glanced at the smooth jade military talisman, and when he raised his head again, the arc of his mouth was already deep. The same person, the same smile, but the original holy demeanor disappeared without a trace, and was so gloomy that he looked like Shura in white.

Xie Zhiwei shuddered involuntarily, and finally learned how to change his face like turning a page.

Suddenly a blue light came over, Xie Zhiwei was taken aback for a moment, then instinctively flashed over, the blue light blasted several bamboos on the spot into bloom. He stood still again, and there was another person in front of him.

Mu Yu stood opposite him, and opened his lips to lightly utter two words: "Chi Yan."

Xie Zhiwei's mind went blank.

It was the first time for Mu He to look at him with such eyes, so cold that he was neither sad nor happy, as if he was looking at a corpse. Although Xie Zhiwei knew it well, it was all because of his identity as Chi Yan at the moment.

But he still couldn't take it. It's like raising a little milk cat, knowing that he will eventually turn into a tiger and eat him, but when that day comes, he always feels uncomfortable.

Before he knew it, a drop of cold sweat slid down the back of Xie Zhiwei's neck to his spine, sending chills down his back.

Seeing that he has been silent, Mu Yu couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, but his tone became lighter: "Don't blame me for taking the initiative to die."

Xie Zhiwei shook his head against the invisible coercion, and cold sweat came down his forehead, almost running down his neck through the mask.

Mu Yu laughed and said, "Why, no?"

Although he seemed to be talking normally, the Qingping sword had already shown its shape in his hand, and the blue light was moving up and down like a flame, full of murderous aura.

Of course not, how could I come to die, can't I wish you a new year! Xie Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party only raised the Qingping Sword. It seems that Mu Xi still underestimated Chi Yan, and he didn't use the black lotus and white lotus immediately, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to get away today.

Xie Zhiwei suddenly realized, who would I be afraid of if I am the film king? If labor and management want to pretend, who would know it

He also dared to be rampant in his heart, but he still didn't dare to speak, and only showed a very contemptuous look with his two exposed eyes. He remembered that when Chi Yan faced Chu Zhishi before, he used this attitude.

Sure enough, although Mu Yu didn't get angry like Chu Zhishi, he raised his hand and said, "I'm courting death."

The light of the Qingping Sword instantly lit up, and the jasper on the hilt of the sword formed the shape of a lotus leaf, and suddenly burst out another blue light.

This plot is really interesting. In the original book, the male protagonist reached the pinnacle of his life by brushing the boss. Now that the boss died early, the male protagonist can only fight him.

Xie Zhiwei's face is full of black lines, no matter how hard you become a teacher as a young man, you will not be able to reach the pinnacle of life...

When the blue light came towards him, Xie Zhiwei didn't dodge or avoid it, letting the blue light hit his body. He raised his head and saw Mu Yu's surprised expression, as if he was looking at a pen.

As powerful as Chi Yan, he didn't dare to take this forcefully. Xie Zhiwei took the risk, just wanting to create an illusion that "Chi Yan is strong enough not to be afraid of Qingping Sword", so that Mu Yu will practice harder and will not have his ideas for the time being.

The wide colorful cloak on Xie Zhiwei's body fluttered, and the sword energy of Qingping Sword should have split him in half, but after getting close, it disappeared suddenly like a stream of water seeping into the soil.

As expected, Mu Kui opened his eyes slightly, and then his face became serious.

Xie Zhiwei took a deep breath, and then he saw the light and shadow of a lotus flower slowly unfolding above Mu Yu's head. The petals are almost transparent white, but the lotus heart is black, exuding an indescribable strangeness.

The last time Xie Zhiwei saw this Black Heart Lotus was four years ago in front of the gazebo of the Xuanyun Mountain School. At that time, Mu He was still an immature boy, so things were different.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but sighed slightly, causing Mu Yu to raise his eyes slightly, showing a little sarcasm: "Sigh, didn't you always want to get it? Take your life in exchange."

Just sacrificed the Black Heart Lotus in such a grand manner, without caring about Xie Zhiwei's face four years ago, it seems that Mu Yu didn't intend to spare Chi Yan's life.

Xie Zhiwei took a step back, and with a thought, a huge red lotus bloomed behind him.

Mu Xi's gaze was immediately attracted by Honglian, and he said: "If I hadn't seen it, I would have thought you were taken away today." He said while slowly moving forward, "Honglian, it's mine. "

Xie Zhiwei still didn't dare to speak, just shook his head, and made a gesture that Chi Yan used to.

Honglian's powerful aura immediately covered up his insignificant spiritual power, so he didn't have to worry about revealing his secrets.

Mu Ku also clasped his hands, when he was about to wrap the opponent with the black heart lotus. Suddenly, a huge hole opened in the void around the opponent. The opponent turned around, opened his arms, and rushed in like a giant ladybug. Immediately afterwards, the entrance of the cave was closed, and the place was empty, only a few scattered bamboo leaves fell leisurely.

The majestic master of the Demon Sect, a ruthless character who has always been head-to-head, unexpectedly escaped.

Mu Kui spread out his hands, a bamboo leaf fell on his palm, it felt cool to the touch

He stared at the bamboo leaves, his eyes were as soft as water for a moment. A black flame ignited on the edge of the bamboo leaf, as if burning a broken dream, and soon the whole leaf was turned into ashes, blown away by the wind.

"It seems that I am still not strong enough."

The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but his eyes were already piercingly cold.

Xie Zhiwei ran to the gate of Mozong in one breath, and then he was relieved, panting heavily.

It's too creepy for me to go to the male lead. If you want to surrender, let's pull it down. What about red flames and red lotuses, labor and management quit! Still watching some indescribable scene, is this what the original owner Xie Zhiwei should do!

Xie Zhiwei came up with a lot of righteous excuses for running away, and was about to go back to pack his bags when he heard someone calling him from behind: "Grandpa, I finally saw you again."