Chapter 1145

And the next day, when it was light, they left.

"Light song, what are you thinking?"

On the back of Xiaocai, silver dust looks at the silent murmurong.

When silver dust asked, she also raised her eyes and looked at Mu light song.

Last night, the old man Long Sheng said, at first we all thought it was a joke to listen to, but moqingge is more and more quiet, as if a immersed in their own thoughts.

"Nothing." Mu light song light road.

However, everyone knows that her answer is very perfunctory.

Long Sheng old man and lifelike didn't follow them. Each person's choice is different, and their fate is different. Therefore, moqingge will not force or interfere.

Small color, toward the direction of dew. Mu Qingge sits cross legged on its neck, looking quiet and frightening.

He looked at her back and said, "you don't have to take what the old guy said seriously."

Mu Qingge pursed her lips.

Long Sheng old man said that he looked at the stars at night and found that there was a danger that the emperor star would fall. He also said that the emperor seemed to be connected with her luck. The emperor star represents the person in charge of power in this land and under the sky.

And connected with her luck, it means that this person is related to her and closely related.

There are not many people who are in charge of the party and have relations with her. After Long Sheng old man finished speaking, the first person who jumped out of Mu Qingge's mind was Si Mo, who was searching for the last step in seclusion.

Is it Si Mo?

Does that star represent Si Mo?

Si Mo's life and death robbery, Mu light song has always been a thorn in the throat, Long Sheng old man's words, let her immediately connect the two together, the heart, a bit chaotic.

"Silver dust." Suddenly he began to sing.

Silver dust raised her eyes and looked at her, waiting for her next command.

Mu Qingge said in a deep voice: "try to contact Baishi as soon as possible. I want to know the situation there. The best way is to let anyone come to see me

"Good." Silver dust nodded.

Mu light song's heart is faint to pull up, always feel oneself to want to do something, just can calm this kind of heart uneasiness.

……

Xiaocai, landing outside Chaolu city.

This is the city of mortals. If it is too ostentatious, it will attract some people's attention.

It is still Moyang who comes to pick them up.

Moyang frame, or that and Linchuan Mu Fu is very similar to the car.

On the car, Moyang with a unicorn, to the wind to the night. At the same time, we also report to Mu Qingge. "Knowing that the young Lord is coming back, all the important officials from all over the country have come to the city of Chaolu to wait. All the important information of these years has been sorted out and put in the dark compartment in the carriage. Please have a look at it. "

Mu Qingge reached out to open the dark box, took out the information neatly placed inside, and quickly read at a glance to understand what happened when she was away for more than ten years.

For more than ten years, it has been four years since we arrived at the land and sea.

is not that much, but wind sways grass in the four seas can not hide the wind's eye crossing.

Muqingge's intelligence network, has been completely mature!

In addition, the intelligence timely introduced the situation of xishenlu.

After watching mu Qingge, he burned the information.

As the burnt out ashes fell, she asked, "how about the adherents of the Mu nationality?"

"They have adapted to the life on the bright side, and now they can cooperate with the action of windy night crossing." Mo Yang replied.

Mu light song a few can not check the nod.

The adherents of the Mu nationality lived in seclusion in caves, escaping from hunting and killing. Now, they're adapting to life in the sun, which is a change.

Only when one recovers his courage can he raise his weapons and go to the battlefield.

Otherwise, it's better not to make trouble!

Mu Qingge lies lazily in the carriage and keeps his eyes closed. Between the eyebrows, there is a faint trace of fatigue.

It seems that she spent more than ten years in practice. But in fact, no matter in practice, or in battle, she was very tense and never relaxed.

This kind of her is heartbreaking.

In the carriage, silver dust and Chen are silent consciously, unwilling to disturb mu Qingge's rest.

Mo Yang turned his eyes and looked at her and turned back silently to make the frame more stable. All the things are hidden in the heart of Mu Qingge. She will be tired and tired if she carries it by herself.

In a trance, mu Qingge seems to have a dream.

She returned to the middle ancient world and Linchuan to see the familiar scenes and the familiar people.

In her dream, she didn't know whether everything in front of her was true or not. Reason told her that she was still in the land of gods and demons, far away from the middle ancient world and far away from Linchuan.

However, she said to herself, "I'm a senior saint and have the ability to tear apart space, so I can come back."She saw the falling star city, saw the bitter sea, saw the Luodu, saw the mujiajun school field, saw the Mu house.

Standing in front of the Mu mansion, she was about to go in to meet her relatives when the scene suddenly changed, as if falling into a huge, unfathomable black cave.

"Xiaoge er Xiaoge er Xiaoge'er... "

Familiar call, constantly lingering in the ears of moqingge.

Mu Qingge looks for everywhere, murmurs in the mouth, "a Mo!"

All of a sudden, she felt a gust of wind blowing, she suddenly turned her eyes, and saw Si Mo in black clothes, full of blood, falling into the abyss. He stretched out his hand, and his beautiful face was full of helplessness and reluctance.

His hands, full of blood, he seems to want to grasp mu Qingge, but nothing.

"Xiaoge'er, help me --"

The shrill cry, let Mu light song suddenly wake up from the dream. The heart beat, as if in the ear, her back has already been wet by cold sweat.

"Little Lord!" Dazzle elegant voice, ring in reality.

Mu Qingge tightens his facial features and lips, recovering from the cold suffocation, endless fear and heartache. Her face was very pale. Looking around, she remembered that this was her room in the city of Chaolu.

Xuanya is standing by the bed with worried face and looking at her.

"I'm fine." Mu Qingge opens the quilt and stands up from the bed. Her sideburns were slightly wet, and she seemed to have been greatly influenced by her dreams.

The so-called day has thought, night has a dream, that is it.

After wiping his face, mu Qingge asked, "where are they?"

Xuanya naturally knew who she was asking, and immediately nodded: "they are waiting for the little Lord in the underground palace."

Mu light song a few can't check nodded and walked toward the underground palace.

Xuanya followed closely, and said in his heart, "the cultivation of the little Lord is more and more unfathomable."

Underground palace, full of people, but different from before, their spine is more straight and straight, eyebrows are filled with high morale.

Xu Xiu and the high priest were all there. Moyang, Yinchen, Shen, even Mufeng and song Tianji were back.

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