Chapter 110： Returning to the country

Among the Mu family halls.

"Less Lord, are you going back to China?"

After Mu Feng’s three people came back to pick up, they said goodbye to Mu Hai and others.

"Less master, now there is still a period of time from the Royal Academy Spring Festival, don't worry about leaving now?"

Fu Bo and others also said that the name of Mu Feng has changed.

In their eyes, Mu Feng will be the real master of the Mu family in the morning and evening.

"The time is not short, and I will return to the country first, and there are still some things to do. Haishu, Fubo, this year has been taken care of."

Mu Feng gave a boxing ceremony to the two men and performed a ceremony for the younger generation.

Mu mad, Bai Ziyue quickly followed the ceremony.

"There are few people who say this, you can come to our house, it is our honor to be separated."

Mu Haifu Bo quickly helped a few people, and there was a gratifying color in his eyes.

Mu Feng’s hand flashed, and there was a jade bottle. There was a medicinal herb in the bottle. It was a fourth-order blood Dan, and Yuan Dan’s strong blood was concise.

The fourth-order **** Dan, Mu Feng has only five.

"Uncle Hai, you have been condensed for many years, this is a fourth-order panacea, which may help you break through the current bottleneck."

Mu Feng smiled and placed it in the hands of Mu Hai.

"The fourth-order panacea!"

Mu Hai’s hand trembled and looked at Mu Feng. This fourth-order panzer is worth a hundred thousand gold coins.

"Less master, this can not be allowed"

Mu Hai did not dare to ask, too expensive.

The fourth-order Ling Dan is not visible on the market in Nanling, and only a few large auction houses can be seen occasionally.

"Let, if this **** Dan can help Haishu, this is the value of it, you will accept it."

Mu Feng clenched Mu Hai’s hand and then took out a leather bag and gave it to Fu Bo.

"Fouber, there are five pieces of Lingshi here, but also for you."

"Less Lord... Thank you, Lord."

Forbe's old eyes are reddish and grateful.

"I also have a mysterious meta-technique, three yellow-order meta-technics, all given to the family, Haishu, handed it to you, and all the outstanding disciples of the Mu family can practice."

Mu Feng took out the Yuanji in the fire hole and handed it to Muhai.

When they heard the metaphysical skills, both of them showed ecstasy.

Xuanjie Yuanji is only a sect, and they are not separated.

"Less master, this can't be done, without the permission of the lord, you can't pass Xuan Gong's mystery to the separation."

After the surprise, Mu Hai resigned.

"Reassure, this is not a mysterious skill, I got it myself, you can accept it with confidence."

Mu Feng smiled and explained that after the two heard the words, they were relieved.

Mu Feng then went to the cemetery. There are more than 100 new tombs in the cemetery.

Most of these people died in the assassination more than a year ago, among them Mu Zhong.

In front of Mu Zhong’s grave, Bai Zi Yue Yu’s eyes were slightly rosy, and he burned the paper silently. He and Mu Zhong had deep feelings. Mu Zhong was his first guide teacher.

Mu Feng was mad, and he was silently on the sidelines.

"Zhongshu, Xiaofeng, Ziyue, Xiaoyue, we have three to go, you can't come to see you often in the future. You can rest assured that this time we went back to the Royal Academy, and after your studies, your hatred, Mu Jiajun's hatred, father's hatred, I will certainly report, will be Nanhao old dog"

Mu Feng said with a low voice.

"Zhongshu, I am going with the front brother, you can rest assured, I will follow the Fengge learning, you are my first teacher, Ziyue will not forget you in this life, you look at Huangquan, the end One day, I will become the sword fairy who travels to the world, giving you a long face."

Bai Ziyue slammed three big heads and his tears flowed down.

Mu Man is silent, his mouth is stupid, do not know what to say.

The three teenagers got up and one took a large apricot flowering village, sown one by one in front of these graves, and finally left a bite.

Three people stood in front of these mausoleums, Mu Fenglang said: "Mu disciples"

"Expansion, the backbone is unyielding!"

Bai Ziyue and Mu mad then roared, and the three drunk the last bite of wine, smashed the jar, and turned away.

Three seventeen-year-old teenagers rode on the leopard wolf and wolf, and they ran away on the road in front of the cemetery.

The spring breeze started again, and the long willows that had dried up in autumn and winter gradually became new green.

I don’t know how to be a teenager, I’m bitter, etc.

Three people are in the world, and most of them are blood and tears.

The spring flowers are gradually waking up, and then fighting for life

From Annan City to the capital city, a total of more than a thousand miles away, Mu Feng could have flew to the capital, but it seems to be swaying, easy to pay attention.

However, the three riders are all fierce beasts in the purple house. Not to mention that the combat power is not strong, and it is no problem to attack more than a thousand miles a day and night.

At noon the next day, the outline of the Southern Spirit State has already appeared on the horizon.

The three men rode the beasts and looked at the black huge city that crouched on the earth and had a population of nearly ten million.

"Southern Linguo, my Mu Feng is back"

Mu Feng, wearing a mask, muttered to himself, in the **** pupil, could not tell the sigh.

The last time he left, he took the name of waste and went to Annan.

This time back, he is bound to be a shame.

"This is the southern spiritual capital, so big."

Bai Zi whispered to the crowd at the gate of the city and muttered to himself.

"Oh, big, this Nanling country is the largest city in Nanling, and our Mu family is one of the big families."

Mu mad proudly laughed.

"Let's go, let's go back to Mujia"

Mu Feng had a snake-tailed leopard belly, and the snake-tailed leopard ran forward, and the two followed.

There were a lot of military patrols at the gates of the city. Three people entered the city and walked slowly on the streets. Bai Ziyue looked around with curiosity.

There are not a few people like them who have mounts for the beasts. The three people have not caught the attention of others. The major forces in the country are mixed, and the practitioners of Zifujing are not a minority. Here, only the realm of Yuandan The strongest person can be regarded as the peak of the strong, is the most prosperous place in the spiritual world of Nanling.

At this moment, a group of people on the street ride on the beast and ride fast, and there is a luxury carriage behind, the crowds on the street are fast flashing on both sides.

"Let's let go and let go!"

In front of a big horse riding a scale horse roaring, holding a long whip in his hand, waving in front of the road.

Mu Feng also rides on the mount and quickly rides aside to let go.

However, Bai Ziyue made a slower step, and the other side's long whip accidentally took a face, leaving a whip mark on his face.

"Your grandfather"

Bai Ziyue’s face was sore and hot, his eyes were cold, his body leaped, and he grabbed the long whip of the wave, and he immediately rolled down the big man.

The great man exclaimed and was pulled down. The people behind him stopped and stopped. The rear of a scale horse did not stop in time. He stepped on the big man and hurt the man.

The carriage behind it also hurried to stop, a bump.

"what happened?"

There was a burst of women’s voice in this.