Chapter 886： : Xiangju Muzhou

"Mu Feng?"

Mo Han heard the brow furrow, he did not hear the name.

"Yes, this kid, this kid has been pursuing a nephew and a younger sister. The nephew and his sister are also a bit interesting to him. They are a couple. If the gentleman wants to get a nephew, this Mu Feng must solve it."

Jun dust whispered, deep in the eyes, a hint of cold color.

And Mo Han heard the light and stunned a little, revealing a trace of fierce color, said: "This Mu Feng, what kind of person? That power in the people? How to cultivate strength?"

"This kid was originally a person in the Temple of the Warrior. Later, it seems that the betrayal of the sorcerer's temple was cast on the demon king's palace. It is also good for him to cultivate himself as a talent. He won the top spot in the Qianlong dynasty's Qianlong event, in the Zhouwu dynasty. Very famous, as for repairing, it is estimated that it is also about one level in the realm of Linghai."

Jun Chen probably explained it.

"Oh, the realm of Linghai in the district is a heavy one, not enough to hang the teeth. This kind of ants can kill them in one palm. As for what kind of snorkeling event you are, we can win you with a talented disciple. The leader of Qianlong, in our Tianzongzong, is nothing."

Mo Han heard the words disdain, cold and proud.

"That is, how Mu Feng's mud legs compare with the grand priests like Mo Han brother"

Jun Chen smiled and said.

"I really hope that there will be Mu Feng, so that my sister can see the gap between the man in her center and me. It is estimated that she will understand when she is more suitable for her."

Mo Han said.

"Why is this difficult? My sister-in-law will leave here to go to the cold in the near future. I guess that when Mu Feng will come to see her sister, if the younger brother gets the news, he will immediately inform Mo’s brother."

Jun Chen laughed.

"Haha, the younger brother is sensible, and after going to Tianhanzong, the brothers will not treat you badly."

Mo Han smiled and took a shot of Jun dust shoulders.

"The younger brother will take care of the older brothers afterwards."

Mo Han laughed, then with his hands left, and Jun Chen looked at the back of Mo Han, his face gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Brother... I am embarrassed, just use you. After that, I will go to the Tianzong, and I will be above it."

Jun Chen looked at the cold back and secretly snarled, revealing a trace of disdain.

He is also a peerless figure in the valley. How could he be willing to please such a humble person?

Then his eyes became cold again, and on that day, Mu Feng’s insult to him could be forgotten.

"Mu Feng, I am right with my dust, I will make you die very hard..."

The dust of the monsoon flashed and murdered.

The front brother did not know, and he was remembered by the villain.

Lingyun's flight speed, but one day and one night, it spanned thousands of miles and came to the pastoral boundary.

On the back of Lingyun, overlooking the vast Muzhou City, Mu Feng also slightly sighed.

More than a year ago, he beat the ranks of the young tattooers and won the young masters. He shocked the entire Muzhou City and was invited by various parties.

And he finally chose to join the Warrior Temple.

Unexpectedly, because of the grievances with Tieyan, and the shackles of the autumn feather pattern that he had won by the Warrior Temple, he finally broke with the Wenshi Hall, and he also escaped from the Warrior Temple. Now, he is again I came back to this place, and this time, he is back in an upright manner.

Although he has not yet resisted the strength of the Warrior Hall, he also has some of his own strength.

Lingyun flew into the Muzhou City, and Mu Feng flew directly to the area where Bingxin Valley is located.

Bingxin Valley is located in the north of Muzhou City. It is a cold snowy area with a cold terrain. It is covered with ice and snow within a radius of 100 miles. Soon after, Mu Feng saw the city standing in the snow and ice. It is the sphere of influence of Bing Xin Gu.

"Ling Yun, let's fall."

Mu Feng whispered, turned into a thunder, flooded into Mu Feng's body, practicing in Mu Feng, and Mu Feng fell into the city, walking in this Fangbingcheng District.

Pedestrians on the street, there are practitioners flying in the air, and there are practitioners who ride on the streets with strange animals. From time to time, they can also see the disciples of Bingxin Valley.

And Mu Feng came to a large restaurant and passed the notes to the name of the restaurant. He was in the restaurant. ..

I went to the first floor of the restaurant and found an empty seat to sit down. There was a child coming over to say hello. Mu Feng ordered a fine wine, some small dishes, waiting for the children here.

"Those Tiansheng Shengzong disciples are really strong, the strength is too horrible, and Chen’s elders are not even the cold opponents."

"Yeah, this cold sacred sect is the superpower on the mainland. The strength of the disciples under the door is naturally much stronger than the disciples of our branches. Oh, I really envy those brothers who have the opportunity to go to the celestial practice. The estimated achievements in the future will be far above us."

"Don't think about the sacred sacred sect, I, in this life, I can become an elder in the valley, and then I will be satisfied with a beautiful sister-in-law. Tianshang Shengzong, is that such a character can go?"

"..............."

Mu Feng next door wine table, several disciples of Bing Xin Gu together to drink and talk about it.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is interested, and the back of Mu Feng, who is facing a few people, is slightly wrinkled, and the cold is holy, what is this power? He has not heard of it, but listening to the conversations of these disciples, this cold sacred sect seems to be very powerful, and has something to do with Bing Xin Gu.

When the wine came up, Mu Fenghao drank a sip of wine, and suddenly a hot drink poured into the belly, making people feel comfortable and cold in this cold place.

Mu Feng drank the wine, Lingyun also appeared out, standing on the table, drinking wine with Mu Feng, it is a smart life, although it is a fierce beast, but the blood is extraordinary, there is always the blood of the ancient gods.

Soon after, at the entrance of the restaurant, a girl dressed in a white dress and a beautiful girl came to the restaurant.

The introduction of this woman has aroused the eyes of many drinkers and monks, and the stunning eyes are condensed on the girl.

"Look, isn't that a fairy?"

"It’s a fairy, so beautiful! How come the fairy fairy here?"

"This is the nephew fairy? It is rumored that he is the first beauty of our Bingxin Valley area. See you today, it is really empty."

"........."

Many people are surprised to say that it is obvious that this nephew has become a well-known beauty in the sphere of influence of Bingxin Valley.

"婉儿师妹!"

The few Bingqin disciples who drunk quickly got up and saluted the children.

Although it is called a child's sister, but the status of the child in the Bingxin Valley, can be much higher than them.

The color of the children was condensed on a wine table, and the young man at the wine table smiled and got up, opened his arms, and the children in the stunned eyes of the restaurant rushed into the embrace of the youth.