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"Uncle Master, I know that what happened before was our fault at Kuzhu Peak, but there is nothing we can do about it. After the death of Master, how can the sect still have the right to speak with us at Kuzhu Peak? What we have done Everything is out of my control, so I ask my uncle to have mercy on my disciples, otherwise, Bitter Bamboo Peak will really fall apart and cease to exist."

Wang Lingyu wiped away her tears, it was really sad and touching.

If it were any other man, at this moment, his heart would be too soft.

"Spiritual rain."

Chen Muyu was not a hard-hearted person, and he was a little moved by this situation. However, after seeing some things too often, he was no longer surprised.

"Rules are rules, and other channels are observing the rules. As the Lord of the First Palace, I can't possibly break some rules for the sake of your Kuzhu Peak, right?"

"I know the situation of Kuzhu Peak well. Don't worry, the sect will definitely not see the bloodline of Kuzhu Peak cut off like this. You should go back and wait for the news..."

…

To deal with this situation, Chen Muyu continued to use one formula after another.

Wang Lingyu's eyes were filled with tears. She had heard these words too much. Every time she sent someone over, the reply was "wait for it", but you didn't give a specific time. How long do you want us to wait?

Everyone is waiting for the spiritual stone to be cultivated. It’s impossible to keep everyone waiting like this endlessly, right?

"Uncle Master, we really have no choice." Wang Lingyu begged bitterly.

"Why."

Chen Muyu sighed, "To tell you the truth, the current situation of the spirit mine is not optimistic. Some time ago, I had someone explore it. According to the current consumption rate of the sect's spirit stones, the storage capacity of the three spirit pools, At most it can last for hundreds of years, Lingyu, do you understand what this means?"

"What?"

Wang Lingyu looked at Chen Muyu in disbelief.

How is it possible that the reserves of the three spiritual mines are only enough to sustain demand for hundreds of years? Are you kidding me?

Anyone who hears this sentence would probably think it is nonsense. After all, from the time the sect was founded to the present, how many years have passed, the disciples of the sect have never considered that the spiritual stones will be insufficient. Jiu Feng, if you don’t have the spirit stone, you can withdraw it from the Tianquan Palace. How come you don’t have the spirit stone anymore when you ascend to the throne?

This is too coincidental.

Therefore, after Wang Lingyu was stunned for a short time, she thought that Chen Muyu was deliberately making excuses to embarrass her.

"I know, you may not believe it, but it's the truth."

Chen Muyu took a deep breath, "Others may think that I have taken advantage of me when I become the Lord of Tianquan Palace, but in fact, this is a mess. But since I sit in this position, I have to If we are worthy of the sect, the sect’s use of spirit stones will definitely need to be reformed in the future..."

"So don't be anxious. Go back and wait. It will only take a few days. After I formulate the plan, the spiritual mine will definitely reopen."

…

At this moment, Chen Muyu had nothing to hide.

From the beginning to the end, he never took Kuzhufeng seriously, let alone regarded Kuzhufeng as an opponent. After all, Kuzhufeng was in a poor situation, so how could he be qualified to be his opponent.

Seeing the sincerity on Chen Muyu's face, Wang Lingyu almost believed him, but thinking of Chen Muyu's lewd smile just now, she suddenly realized that the reason was well made up, but the ultimate goal was not to let her go back and wait. ?

It's just perfunctory and procrastinating.

Wang Lingyu just stood there, looking at Chen Muyu with beautiful eyes, without saying anything about leaving.

Chen Muyu had a headache, "What do you want?"

When he said this, Chen Muyu was already a little impatient.

"I am very aware of the predicament of your Kuzhu Peak, but aren't it difficult for other peaks?"

"Anyway, you still have you as the boss in Kuzhu Peak. Those heaven-level experts have all been wiped out. Isn't it difficult for them?"

"If my uncle can solve our predicament at Kuzhu Peak, Lingyu is willing to be my uncle's Taoist companion..."

"Tell me about you. The other members of the family didn't say anything, but you, Kuzhu Peak, come to me every two days? Just a few days, and you can't hold on for a few days..."

Chen Muyu said impatiently, and Wang Lingyu seemed to have said something in the middle, but he didn't hear it clearly.

"Uncle Master."

Wang Lingyu's voice rose a few decibels.

Chen Muyu looked at her.

But he saw Wang Lingyu slowly walking towards him.

"What?" Chen Muyu frowned slightly.

Wang Lingyu was seen biting his teeth, his eyes firm, as if he had made a very serious decision.

But this determined look fell in Chen Muyu's eyes, as if Wang Lingyu wanted to eat him and fight for his life.

Wang Lingyu is also a strong person in the early stage of the ninth level, and is on par with Chen Muyu in terms of realm.

"Lingyu, please calm down, if you have something to say."

Chen Muyu tried to comfort her. After seeing several strong men self-destructing in the past few days, to be honest, Chen Muyu was a little scared, fearing that he would push her to death and die with you.

For a little spiritual stone, what?

But Wang Lingyu flicked his hands and the gauze slipped off his shoulders.

Chen Muyu was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Muyu sat on the chair and scolded.

"Uncle Master, Lingyu knows what you want. As long as Uncle Master can relieve me from the difficulties in Kuzhu Peak, Lingyu will do what you want."

Wang Lingyu had already come closer, murmuring like a mosquito.

What is this all about?

Chen Muyu was very confused.

But just when he was cornered, Wang Lingyu suddenly stepped forward and hugged his head.

Damn it.

At this moment, Chen Muyu's eyes were filled with darkness, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"what are you doing?"

"I can't breathe."

…

Chen Muyu was still awake and pushed Wang Lingyu away.

Wang Lingyu sat down on the ground and looked at Chen Muyu in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Muyu breathed heavily and looked at the woman in front of him. He was so angry that he couldn't help but say, "You, you want to suffocate me to death."

Do the women from Kuzhu Peak have such a good time?

They didn't agree with each other and immediately went wild.

Chen Muyu quickly calmed down his restless blood and calmed his heart.

"Uncle Master, isn't this exactly what you want? Don't you think Ling Yu is beautiful enough?"

Wang Lingyu is very confident in herself. At least in Kuzhu Peak, no one can compare with her.

"What are you talking about? What is what I want?"

Chen Muyu had a dark face, "In your opinion, am I that insignificant? In terms of seniority, I am your great-uncle. You, please put on your clothes quickly."

We are serious people, and we don’t do such unseemly things.

Wang Lingyu looked at Chen Muyu in surprise. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Chen Muyu's words were true or false. Was he being polite to her on purpose?