Reversed

The news was also stunned, and then, for the first time, Mr. Tang and Yu Zhuocheng laughed when they saw Mu Yu who was calm in everything, revealing endless joy.

Isn't it joyful? Maomao has envied him as the king of children since he was a child, and now he has got his wish. He can even imagine that guy's silly smile and high ponytail.

Xu was contaminated by the relaxed atmosphere, Yu Zhuocheng seemed to sigh.

"It's a pity that your brother has a transparent temperament and clear eyes. If he stays in a place like the Valley of the Wicked, sooner or later he will..."

Mu Yu stopped laughing abruptly, and half-closed his eyes to examine the Chunyang Taoist, his black eyes gradually stained with gloomy hostility.

"I remember I said, don't meddle in your own business."

After all, a Ningxue long needle shot out quickly, and because Tang Jianzhu stopped it, Yu Zhuocheng, who had no time to react, felt a pain on his cheek, and a bloody red bloodstain meandered, meaning he was forcibly displaced His inner strength was hurt.

He finally realized that human life is nothing to this child, it has nothing to do with good or evil, good or evil, and he couldn't help but think of the villain Gu Guzhu who had a relationship with him once.

Suddenly, he thought of the clear-eyed young man in the Valley of the Wicked, even when he was ready to kill and put the sword around his neck, he was still fearless in the face of danger.

Regardless of his influence on Mu Yu or his status as the apprentice of the villain Gu Gu, if this son grows up, he must be a serious problem for the Haoqi League, so he really wanted to kill him at that time.

however……

"It's not in vain to die at the hands of Ganlin Ruixue, but it's a pity that I'm wounded, otherwise I must ask for advice."

The young man's eyes were frank and straightforward, he really regretted not being able to fight, but he had no hatred for him or fear of death.

The moment he met the child's gaze, he was shaken, doubtful in his heart, and the sword in his hand froze.

In the end, he still couldn't do anything, he believed that he was right, this child was not a treacherous person.

"Let go!"

The cold shout awakened Yu Zhuocheng's thoughts of going away, only to see Mu Yu coldly throwing away the hand that was restrained by Mr. Tang.

He looked at Yu Zhuocheng coldly, and murderous intent appeared within him.

"I'll make you regret being nosy."

Yu Zhuocheng was silent, no matter how good-tempered he was, he was a little annoyed when he was forced and threatened by a child several times.

At this moment, a pigeon fluttered and landed in front of their window, Yu Zhuocheng reached out to take the note, his face was cold, and he raised his eyebrows after a while.

Evilman Valley's surprise attack on Luoyan Peak was a trick, and they have already retreated. The leader led Qixing to pursue the victory.

It seems that it won't be long before they can return to the Yanfeng Peak.

thirteen

The seven-star war is a heinous one, and Maomao never thought that he could actually witness this grand scene that has become a legend with his own eyes.

In fact, ever since he saw Uncle Wang leaving the valley with ten villains, he had been aware of it. Back then, Uncle Xie handed him over to the Tang Jian hero for a period of time on the grounds that his injury was not healed, and he had only heard about the battle.

He thought that the battle took place in Luoyan City, after all, he heard that Uncle Xie's ambush was there, but he didn't expect that this battle actually took place in Kunlun Xiaocang Forest!

Kunlun is extremely cold, the four seasons are like winter, and the icebergs do not melt for thousands of years. The conditions are very harsh.

Let's go and fight, when Maomao and the others received the news and came out to respond, Shi Evil and Qixing had already matched up.

The house was leaking every time it rained, and at some point in the sky, snowflakes fluttered one after another, blurring the vision.

Maomao is not worried at all about Uncle Xie and Uncle Wang, seeing that these two people have been alive for so many years, they are evenly matched.

But, but, even if the battle situation is tense, there is no need to fight for three days! ! !

The beating person didn't complain that he was tired, but Mao Mao was tired from watching it.

"Master, the food is cold again, if you don't pay attention to your diet, you will have a stomachache~"

"Thank you leader, you can't eat without food, you are not young, what should you do if you get sick from hunger?"

"Sister Mi Li, don't you really want to take a break, you will age faster if you don't wash and groom~"

"Auntie Yue, be gentle with your relationship. Although he has lost all his hair and is ugly, he can't fight back when he is beaten or scolded. Where can you find such a good man?"

"Uncle Tao...Sister Keren...Master Xiao...Uncle Sikong..."

The bored Mao Mao is so bored that he sits on the snow peak and yells to spread hatred. Beside him, Mo Sha, who is carrying a huge food box, has straight eyes and unlovable hair, and really wants to become a fairy.

Everyone has been fighting for a long time, and their nerves have always been tense. How about hearing such weird shouts?

Not only the people in the Valley of the Wicked were trembling with anger, and even missed their skills, the Seven Stars of the Haoqi League were also embarrassed by Mao Mao's familiarity.

Xie Yuan's hand holding the gun was trembling. Damn, where did this wild child come from?

It's a pity that there are still some people who are not affected. Guzhu Wang is full of freehand brushwork, and his hands holding the flute are not messed up.

"My apprentice really made the leader laugh."

Nima, it turns out that the mouth poison was passed down from master to apprentice.

There is another person who is also unaffected. He is dressed in white clothes and is elegant and refined, with a thin sword that shocks thousands of people.

She doesn't take pleasure in things or sorrow for herself, she only has her own sword in her eyes.

With no opponent at this time, she held a sword to invite the fight, standing tall and charming.

"Do you want to fight?"

As if returning to the Haoqi League a long time ago, the girl who was only a few years older than him kept repeating this sentence to him who lost Xiao Yu and just learned his identity and cried helplessly.

It has nothing to do with camps, good or evil, she only knows how to use swords, whether it's eliminating evil and promoting good or comforting others, she only knows how to use swords.

Mao Mao scratched his own ponytail, jumped off the snow peak, and borrowed the weapon from the sword disciple who was wounded and resting beside him.

"Valley of the Wicked, Mo Xuanying."

"The altar master of Haoqi Kaiyang altar is lovely."

"Please enlighten me."

In order to suppress the maddening poisonous blood on his body, Maomao earnestly studied the secrets of the world of mortals, but what he is better at is the deep-rooted swordsmanship that gathers the strengths of all families.

In order not to be seen by Uncle Xie and the powerful people, he only used the sword technique he had learned from the Kongming Jue, which was secretly passed on to him by Grandpa Tang Jian, and no one in this world can know the source.

Keren's swordsmanship is superb, and his moves are neat and without unnecessary movements. Outsiders can only be dazzled by the speed.

Maomao, who has competed with Keren many times, was able to handle it with ease, and then led Keren into the crowd without hesitation.

But people have always been merciless in their strikes, and their moves are full of fierce sword aura.

Mao Mao narrowly escapes every time he jumps up and down, but the affected pond fish are not so lucky, such as Miligul's long hair, Xiao Yao'er's medicine bag, Situ's wine gourd and so on.

In the end, Maomao sneaked behind Lao Wang, avoiding the pleasant blow, and at the same time separated Lao Wang and Lao Xie who were still competing.

Keren stood with a sword in his hand, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Why don't you fight?"

"I'm hungry." Maomao rubbed his stomach, feeling aggrieved.

He's still growing up, is he doing something if he doesn't give him food?

But the master didn't eat it, so is it plausible that he, the apprentice, eats it first?They didn't eat for three days, and he was also hungry for three days, and he was spanking!

"Master..." Maomao tugged at Wang Yifeng's long sleeves pitifully. Since he and Xiaoyu ended their wanderings, he hasn't been so hungry for a long time. "Is it really true that we can't eat first?"

Once you enter this valley, you will never suffer, there is no food to eat, Mao Mao is so bitter, Xiao Yu, Mao Mao misses you so much.

Guzhu Wang pulled back his sleeves calmly, gave Lao Xie a meaningful expression, and then said very concisely.

"withdraw!"

Everyone in the Valley of the Wicked, who had long since lost their will to fight, glared at the brat who was making waves in the Valley of the Wicked, and immediately evacuated after showing what they had learned.

I don’t feel like I’m slapping it, but when I stop, I’m really hungry!

In a blink of an eye, only Mao Mao was left here, and he raised the sword in his hand and grinned.

"Master didn't hold a banquet in the Valley of the Evil, everyone please go back!"

Then the weapon infused with his sword energy suddenly shone brightly, and the blue sword energy intertwined into a net covering the sky and covering the sky, like a scorching sun, he couldn't look directly at it, so he had to avoid it.

"Ten Brilliance—Dragon Shadow Sword!"

Swinging the sword at the former elders, Maomao has already been mentally prepared, this time is not a situation of life and death, he can still make it.

If one day you really have to fight to the death, and his skills are not as good as others and he can't kill, he can only use his own life to show the majesty of the majesty, that's all.

But people dodged in front of the crowd and swung the sword down, but Mao Mao didn't think of hurting people at all, the sharp sword energy directly cut off the snow peak not far away, and the surging internal force caused a thunderous roar.

"Snow, an avalanche!"

I don't know who yelled first. When they realized what happened, everyone's first reaction was to evacuate.

It took a long time for the avalanche to stop, and the previously messy small green forest was completely submerged in snow, and the path leading to the Valley of the Wicked was also missing.

Xie Yuan tightened his gun and felt displeased, military advisor Zhai Jizhen sighed.

"Don't chase after poor thieves."

The vice-meng advocated that Shayuan stroked his beard and nodded, adding, "I'll go back when I'm full."

"..."

Xie Yuan turned around and strode towards the Haoqi camp, "Ying, go and find out the origin of that child!"

The altar master of Tianxuan Altar, who covered his face with a mask so that only his hair was left, nodded in response, but he didn't stop at all on his way to the cafeteria, his figure was ghostly, and he disappeared in an instant.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the food is the biggest, and the rest will be discussed later.

Go back to each house and eat each meal.

Maomao happily held his rice bowl and worked hard to pick up the rice, but a quarter of an hour later, the ten evils who hadn't even finished their meal gathered in front of the owner of the valley again.

The topic this time is - on how to teach Mo Xuanying, that brat Mo Mao Mao a lesson!When adults are not at home, how much destructive power does a brat have?what can save you,