Reversed

"Why, what's wrong?"

Xie Yuan asked eagerly, Yue Nonghen twitched the corner of his mouth strangely.

When will the leader get smarter?The military division must have spoiled him.

Zhai Jizhen, who couldn't stand it anymore, sighed and continued, "Leader, have you seen Mu Yu use a sword?"

Xie Yuan shook his head instantly, that child's attack was Ningxue Kung Fu, or turning his palm into a weapon.

"If you don't use a sword, how can you talk and laugh with a sword and be inseparable?"

Oh yes!

"Besides, after listening to the description of the sword, have you really forgotten whose sword it is?"

The flying dragon surrounds the seven stars, the seven-star Longyuan Sword!Back then he gave it to Yu'er and then became Xuanying's saber!Xuanying!

Xie Yuan suddenly stood up.

Why didn't Mu Yu cause any trouble when he heard about Xuanying's death?

There was a strange color in his eyes, and he was talking to himself with Xuanying's relics. This is clearly, obviously, he can't accept this news, he is crazy!

Although he had mistakenly identified his nephew, he had watched the child grow up anyway, and his disposition was not bad. In addition, he and Xuanying had that kind of relationship, so he was in pain and anxious.

"You stay at the Haoqi League just in case, I will go to the Valley of the Evil."

After finishing speaking, the impatient Xie Yuan took the gun and ran away.

Come on, it doesn't matter if such a leader is present or not.

Lin Ke stood up holding his sword, and nodded to the others.

"I'll go too, for peace of mind."

Yue Nonghen nodded, "I'll go to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley and ask what happened."

Find the crux or source of the problem, so that you will not fall into a deadlock one day.

Mu Yu, who was being read and worried, did not go crazy, or in other words, he had never been sober.

Since the blood and tears fell that day, his eyes were red and could never return to their original black.

He didn't care, even the lingering hostility around him seemed to be sealed into a scabbard and became harmless, or in other words, it looked more like Wang Yifeng.

All of this is because Mao Mao is by his side.

Yes, as long as Mao Mao is by his side, he doesn't have to search desperately like in the past. No matter what he looks like, what state he is in, whether he can talk or not, he won't feel lonely or even hopeless.

Thinking of this, he habitually fondled the Seven Star Longyuan on his waist, and got a slight tremor in response.

Maomao has fulfilled all the promises he made to him, but he has been entangled in demons and missed too much.

If it wasn't for him being restless and being disturbed by Mao Mao's secret knot, how could he not notice Mao Mao's abnormality, and finally made him regret it so much that he didn't even have the possibility of making up for it.

In the full moon and yellow sand, camels with bells swayed leisurely. Not far away, the towering three-life tree with shimmering light was covered with three-life knots.

Every couple in love can write their own and their lover's names here and hope for three lives, but Mu Yu never believes in such a place. On the contrary, that little fool like Mao Mao likes it very much.

He never forgot every word Maomao said, during the countless days they were separated, the only thing he could do was to keep recalling.

That little idiot mentioned the three-life tree, so what he did, Mu Yu can guess.

He searched under the three-life tree for three days and three nights, and successfully found what he wanted from the thousands of three-life knots.

Under the beautiful concentric knot twisted out of the red string, the small wooden sign with "Mo Yu" and "Mu Xuanying" on it made him chuckle.

Handwriting is like a person, but Maomao's handwriting always retains the traces left by his hands when he was young, which cannot be erased by anyone, and is his own trace branded by him.

No one can take away what belongs to him, even if it is lost, he will find it back. This kind of satisfaction that seems to be sent to the whole world should not be too satisfying.

But not enough, the human heart is always greedy, but in just a short time, he has already begun to miss Mao Mao's gentle exhortations, his warm body and the eyes that stared at him deeply and restrainedly.

The future is long, he is not in a hurry.

Mu Yu hated blood stains very much, and seldom left his gloves, but after being with Mao Mao, the gloves became a little fairy in the way.

He really likes the warmth of skin contact and the freshness of life, and he is also used to the coldness of the seven-star Longyuan sword with his fingers.

It's a pity that there are always cannon fodder who are constantly dying. Mu Yu smiled indifferently and let them die.

"I don't know when the Mingjiao saintesses have someone to elope with."

He was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, but these people came in front of him, provoking and killing him.

So under Lu Yan'er's horrified gaze, in the scorching sun in the desert, thin ice spread up along the human body, and the snow and fog exploded in an instant, and the living person disappeared.

Mu Yu didn't have the consciousness to be a good person to the end at all, so he wasn't in the mood to find out why Lu Yan'er was kidnapped here. He glanced at her coldly, and disappeared into the long yellow sand in a blink of an eye.

Lu Yan'er was black for a moment, and couldn't help but smile wryly, the sun was too glaring, which made her feel dizzy.

Although the kidnapper was dead, but at the same time, the antidote that could save her life also disappeared.

Kunlun is bitterly cold, snow-white that has not changed for thousands of years, and the cold wind pierces through the bones, but Mu Yu can't feel the cold.

In the wind and snow, he held an umbrella and leisurely crossed the border between Kunlun and the Valley of the Wicked, and set foot on Sansheng Road.

The reddish-brown land is like blood clots, and the desolate and desolate environment is both familiar and strange.

As Mao Mao said, there are many varieties of green vegetables sold, and the Naughty Boy Academy has expanded a lot. Looking from a distance, the house is full of wooden shelves full of books.

The Beastmaster Palace, which originally belonged to the Beastmaster, was occupied by mech beasts. It seems that the Kunlun faction's infighting made Li Wenshan, who is in the "hand of the universe", unbearable, and entered the Valley of the Evil.

Submerged into the Gale Collection, Mu Yu passed through layers of mechas to block Shaolin.

Little Shaolin is no longer what he is familiar with. The tall and strong Populus euphratica trees have luxuriant branches and leaves, blocking the Buddha statue on the stone wall, and the branches are covered with vines full of buds. I believe that it will not be long before you can see a pair of blooming flowers grand scene.

The room is spotless, simple and elegant, and there are few traces of Mao Mao's past life.

When they got out, Ruan Mei, Mor Rongrong and Mo Fei stood quietly outside the door.

Entering the inner valley of Gaefengji, the eyes full of malice swept over, fingers wandering on the sword of Qixing Longyuan, and the concentricity with the small wooden plaque formed the charm of the snow, phoenix and ice king flute on the waist, the bright red color is very is conspicuous.

He was not in a hurry, there were fine ice crystals spreading under his feet, if anyone approached without eyes, he would definitely be frozen into an ice sculpture and unable to move.

The highest point where Gaefengji hovered was Wang Yifeng's residence. From here, one could overlook the entire Valley of the Wicked.

The melodious sound of the flute came down the wind, and Mu Yu didn't bother her, she just stood outside the house, looking at the Valley of the Wicked, which was obviously barren but full of little hope, and her mood had never been peaceful.

This is not the Valley of the Wicked in his memory, but the place where Mao Mao has lived for several years. Every change makes him feel novel.

The sound of the flute didn't know when it stopped, Wang Yifeng came out with his hands behind his back, playing with the jade flute made of warm jade in his hand.

"how?"

Mu Yu didn't turn his head back, and the sulfur-smelling mountain wind blew his robes flying.

"Valley of the Wicked, I'm back."

Wang Yifeng squinted his eyes, and under the bright sunlight, he seemed to see Xuanying's transparent figure sitting on the eaves next to Mu Yu, shaking his legs, and under the high ponytail, there was a youthful smile.

Mu Yu's slender fingers slid across the blade of the sword. He was satisfied and dissatisfied with the cold object, and his blood eyes were terrifyingly calm.

"with him."

One day, he will be able to hug that person again, and nothing will be in the way.

Fanwaiyi

Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can escape, but there are often exceptions in the world.

Chen Yue was wearing a loose jacket, and the person behind her pushed the wheelchair out the door.

He coughed twice, only to be comforted by the warm voices behind him. His long white hair fell on the back of his wrinkled and tarnished hands, and he couldn't help sighing that time is ruthless.

In a trance, it seems that she has gone from a rookie stepping into the rivers and lakes to the present in the blink of an eye, not 50 years.

Her body was getting worse day by day, she could clearly feel that death was approaching, and she didn't panic.

Her life has been magnificent enough, besides, she has her own career and a lover who will accompany her all her life. Her children and grandchildren respect each other, so there is nothing unhappy.

The only thing that is most regrettable is that her childhood friend is in great trouble, but she can't do anything to help.

Mu Yu and Mo Xuanying, the two people she admired the most, no one can get in between them, not even death can separate them.

Just like the big wedding in Luoyan City back then, one promised that they would never leave, and the other promised that they would never give up forever. In just eight words, both of them kept it.

Many things can be changed in 50 years. For example, Wanhua Valley, once known as the three most elegant places together with Changgemen and Qixiufang, is now renamed Yaowang Valley, and Chen Yue is the owner of Yaowang Valley.

Back then, when the Seven Sages of Thousand Flowers and the Eastern Valley Master were still there, they were famous for a while, but time was ruthless. After the people in the valley left and scattered, only Chen Yue was reluctant to part with the sea of ​​flowers planted by her master Yuqing. Saved for last.

Practicing medicine to help the world is the duty of Wanhua's disciples. After Sun Simiao, the sage of medicine, Pei Yuan, the master of the spring valley, and Chen Yue, the master of thousands of needles, Wanhua Valley has become the valley of medicine kings under the acquiescence of the world. .

Speaking of big changes, I have to mention the Valley of the Wicked.

The ten villains led by Wang Yifeng have become a thing of the past. After experiencing the death of Mu Yu, the young leader of the Haoqi League, and attacking Mo Yu, the owner of the Valley of the Wicked, in just over ten years, the Valley of the Wicked has been completely distorted into the Valley of the Elderly.

Think about the virtues of the top ten villains in the past!

The snow demon who slaughtered the city by death and love, specialized in hunting young women and keeping them young. The former saint of Mingjiao, who likes to chant