Beyond the other five pavilions.
Just yanrumeng's attitude of letting the whole Changsheng Pavilion flow with blood in order to protect Tang Muyan knows that it's extremely difficult to get Tang Muyan back from yanrumeng.
"If it's hard, try it." Zimucheng is not the one who gives up lightly. "After all, he is a disciple of my Changsheng Pavilion. In name, I am his master. At least that's right. "
Mo Yan didn't speak.
The truth is as he expected.
Before zimucheng had time to go to the treasure Pavilion, there was a farewell letter from the treasure Pavilion. It was written by Tang Muyan himself, and it was printed by blood.
The three pages are vigorous and powerful, full of the breath of gold and iron, but rarely without the impetuous breath of aristocratic childe.
Zi Mu Cheng didn't have the patience to look at it. He only saw the last sentence, that is, the fate of my Tang Mu Yan and Dan Tai Hong.
"Hum!"
Purple Mu Cheng mood irritable, on the spot that Duanyi farewell book, to the ground, "he is really good, so can't wait."
Without the name of master and apprentice, there would be no reason for him to go to treasure Pavilion.
We can't force it.
After all, Tang Muyan still has a life saving edict from emperor Yangou in his hand. I really can't give him a drop in a short time.
Mo Yan just stared at the words in Duanyi farewell book.
Font, often can reflect a person.
Words, to some extent, can reflect a person's soul.
The word "Tang Muyan" contains a strong spirit of killing and cutting. Although the writer has tried his best to cover it up, the spirit of killing and cutting is too heavy, and the cover up is meaningless. Anyone with a little skill can see the clue.
Tang Muyan is a loafer and a ruffian. Even if he spent a few days in the Imperial Army, he must have never suffered. How can he write such a word?
something the matter!
Mo Yan's right middle finger and index finger closed together and moved slightly.
The three pieces of writing paper that fell on the ground, under the traction of the spirit power, automatically flew to Mo Yan's hand.
He put it in the heaven and earth ring.
I'm going to send it to yingsha Pavilion for experts in handwriting identification to have a good appraisal.
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Treasure Pavilion.
After yanrumeng brought Tang Muyan back, he immediately arranged the best accommodation and conditions for him.
At the same time, the first time, he was sent to the hot spring of treasure pavilion to wash, and the best material was the clothes engraved with runes.
You know.
The hot spring in treasure Pavilion is living water.
It's connected with the spiritual pulse of the mountain. It's full of spiritual power. If ordinary disciples can soak in it for half a day, their accomplishments will increase.
The cultivation is very high. If you encounter a bottleneck, you can have some insight by taking a bath here.
Within the six pavilions, I don't know how many disciples covet the exclusive hot spring of the treasure Pavilion. They all want to get in and have a bath.
However.
Tang Qing, however, took a bath here with no difficulty.
All the filth and filth are washed into the hot spring. It can be said that it is a tyrannical thing.
Fortunately, this hot spring is living water, otherwise, those who come here to soak in soup will probably die of vomiting. That's the result of nearly a week's dung picking.
Tang Qing has been marching for many years, and he has many hidden injuries.
This Lingquan, for him, really has a very strong therapeutic effect.