[Comprehensive martial arts + sword three] My subordinates are ghosts and gods

On the second day, Mu Zefeng, the Patriarch of the Mu family, finally finished his retreat.

When Yuan Yuan arrived at his study, Patriarch Mu was still wearing the strong attire he wore when he was practicing swords, and apparently rushed over after receiving the news.

It was beyond Yuan Yuan's expectation to be treated with such courtesy and attention.

The Patriarch of the Mu family is notoriously difficult to deal with. If he hadn't been too stubborn and rigid, he wouldn't have blocked the sect immediately after Mu He's incident, causing the Fusong Sword Sect to be stabbed in the back for decades.

Such a person showed such importance to himself, there was no way to keep Yuan Yuan from thinking too much.

It seems that Patriarch Mu is indeed determined to revive the sect.

However, the Patriarch is nearly sixty now, and he was very unknown in the past few decades. How can he have lofty ambitions in recent years?

"Master Yuan, please sit down." Patriarch Mu gave Yuan Yuan to the chair next to the desk in the study.

The servant waiting at the door took the teacup from the maid and placed it in front of the two of them.

"I don't know that Mr. Yuan is here this time..."

Yuan Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "I have something to ask."

Doubt flashed across Patriarch Mu's eyes: "Inquiry?"

"Of course." Yuan Yuan didn't hold back, and said bluntly, "I want to know about some things about Mu He and seniors, uncle."

Yuan Yuan clearly felt that when he said the word "Mu He", the breathing of the person in front of him was obvious for a moment.

This is by no means a gut reaction from shame.

It seems that things really have something else hidden.

Patriarch Mu picked up the teacup and blew gently: "I wonder what Mr. Yuan wants to know? After all, my brother left home when he was young, and he is not very close to us."

"Senior is polite, just call me Suiyun." Yuan Yuan said, "This junior just wants to know about Mu and senior's affairs between the ages of 20 and 23."

Mu He returned home at the age of 20, and these three years were exactly the three years he stayed in Mu's house.

Patriarch Mu put down the teacup, smiled lightly and said, "Oh, these three years are nothing special."

Yuan Yuan neatly interrupted Patriarch Mu's ambiguous statement: "I want to know whether Senior Mu and he still kept in touch with you after he left home. In addition, when he returned home, did he talk to you about anything. "

The sudden change of tone has clearly explained Yuan Yuan's position.

If it was said that his tone was a bit polite at the beginning because he was a junior, then his tough tone now clearly declared that he was fighting for him as the young master of Wuzheng Villa and the young master of Qiuning Sword Valley. allied.

Although he didn't know exactly what this young man was seeking, Patriarch Mu knew very well that this was probably the only chance for their Fusong Sword Sect to ally with this man.

Perhaps it is also the only chance for their Fusong Sword Sect to rise in a short period of time.

but--

"Hehe, there is no contact, and we haven't talked about anything." Patriarch Mu's tone became obviously cold, he raised his hand to straighten his cuffs, his eyes were a little careless, "I wonder if Mr. Yuan has anything else to do?"

Yuan Yuan held the cup, stroked the mouth of the cup lightly, smiled without saying a word.

Patriarch Mu didn't care about his silence, stood up and was about to leave: "I can't even answer Mr. Yuan's question, if you have nothing else to do, please go back."

The eviction order was decisive, but it made Yuan Yuan want to laugh.

At the end of the battle, I'm talking about Patriarch Mu's situation.

It's just that this person clearly knows something, why does he make such a gesture?

Could it be that there is something unspeakable?

It's just that since the words have been said for this sake, there is no room or necessity for redemption.

Yuan Yuan didn't hesitate, he stood up and said, "I've been bothering my uncle for the past few days, so Sui Yun will leave now."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands and left, his clothes fluttering, extremely chic.

Seeing the young man in white clothes disappearing outside the door, the head of the Mu family took off his cold expression and sighed slightly.

It's not that he refuses to say it, it's just——

It's just that decades ago, the exhortations of that person when he left are still vivid in his memory.

"I'll tell you everything, and don't tell outsiders."

At that time, Patriarch Mu, who had just reached the weak crown, wrinkled his nose in distress when he heard the words: "But if mother asks..."

"Just say you don't know!" Mu He said decisively, and then reached out and patted Mu Zefeng's shoulder, "Zefeng, help brother this time! Brother finally wants to do something big, why don't you show your support?" ?”

When Mu Zefeng heard the words, he muttered speechlessly: "Even if you take in an apprentice, it's a big deal..."

Mu He put the hand on Mu Zefeng's shoulder to accept the gift suddenly. Seeing Mu Zefeng's painful expression, he restrained himself a little, and said with a smile, "Hey, you don't understand! People say, 'One day as a teacher, I'll be a father for life'. I'm going to be a father now! It's not a big deal!"

Mu Zefeng: "..." I don't quite understand your brain circuit.

"Cough." Mu He lightly clenched his fists and put his lips together, "Anyway, this is the first time I ask you, you must help!" After speaking, he glanced at the carriage at the door again, "Hey, I won't tell you I'm leaving! Remember, it's not enough for outsiders!"

After finishing speaking, the young man leisurely landed on the carriage as soon as he got lucky.

Turning around, a very eye-catching smile shines brightly under the sun.

That was indeed the first time he asked himself.

Also the last time.

Therefore, naturally, it is not enough for outsiders.

This is also the only thing I can do for you.

***

I thought I had found a clue, but I didn't expect it was a bamboo basket to fetch water, and it was finally folded here.

Song Tian'er was overwhelmed by Patriarch Mu's aura, and while helping Yuan Yuan pack her luggage, she gritted her teeth and muttered: "Really! Just ask some old things and refuse to tell, but his family has a lot of secrets! Hmph! And that Mu Qinglang too! I don’t know anything! How can I be a young master with such a small amount of information?”

Yuan Yuan sat at the table with his forehead lightly propped up with one hand, quietly listening to Song Tian'er's complaints, not only calm but also smiling.

On the other side, Bai Qiyou, who was also packing his luggage, was much calmer, keeping his hands in his hands, his eyebrows unmoved, and he didn't say a word.There seemed to be no mood swings at all.

"Bai Qiyou! Fool Bai!" Song Tian'er immediately turned her gun, "Aren't you angry! Don't you hate that Mu Qinglang the most? Why don't you scold him with me?!"

Bai Qiyou replied casually: "What are you scolding?"

Song Tian'er thought about it seriously: "Uh, you can scold whatever you think of! Do you still need me to set the topic for you?!"

"Don't scold." Bai Qiyou tied the package and put it aside, "Waste of tongue."

"You..." This person!That's the attitude!The most annoying!

Song Tian'er wanted to say something more, but Bai Qiyou put her right hand on the pillar beside the bed curtain, and put the package aside with her left hand.

"I'm going to see the carriage first, you can tidy up the rest." After saying this, Bai Qiyou turned and went outside the door.

Song Tian'er, who was left behind, silently glanced at the pillar that Bai Qiyou touched just now, and swallowed unconsciously——

On it, five clear fingerprints were deeply imprinted.

"Young Master." Song Tian'er turned around and looked at Yuan Yuan blankly, "Isn't he going to fight Mu Qinglang for a duel?"

Yuan Yuan smiled slyly: "There is nothing wrong with a duel, if you don't fight, you won't know each other."

Song Tian'er: "..." Young Master, do you also hope that Mu Qinglang will die soon...

Bai Qiyou did not go to "seek revenge" as Song Tian'er thought, but actually hired two carriages to come back.

The coachman drove the car all the way to the gate of the Fusong Sword Sect, and one of the coachmen who talked a lot joked: "I've been driving the carriage here for so long, and this is the first time I've come to pick up people from the Fusong Sword Sect! , Young Master, what sect and sect are you from, how can you let such a sect with its gates tightly shut open to welcome you?"

Bai Qiyou glanced lightly at the coachman, this glance was light and without the slightest strength, but it made the coachman shiver severely.

He... He just asked a casual question. Could it be that he touched some secret of the world?

Mom!You won't be silenced, will you?It's too late to run now!

Just when the coachman was worried, a gentle voice thought leisurely at the door, which eased his uneasiness a little.

"Qiyou, why are you so angry?"

Mu Qinglang looked at Bai Qiyou with a smile, as if completely shielding Bai Qiyou's murderous aura, and smiled very calmly.

Bai Qiyou also nodded, and then——

The dagger in the sleeve flashed a cold light, brushed off Mu Qinglang's temples, and nailed straight into the doorpost beside him.

Mu Qinglang silently looked sideways at the depth of the dagger below the entry post, then looked at his own flesh and blood unconsciously, and said a little aggrieved: "It's not that I didn't let my father say it, he didn't say it, What can I do..."

Bai Qiyou interrupted coldly: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Mu Qinglang choked for a moment, and only recovered after a while: "It has nothing to do with me!"

"Did I say it has something to do with you?"

Mu Qinglang: "..." That's right, he didn't say anything.He just wanted to kill himself.

Although I don't understand why I want to defend so much, but now is not the time to understand.

The most urgent thing is to make this person not so angry.

"Otherwise, give me a chance to make up for it!" Mu Qinglang walked down the steps in three steps in two, and walked across to Bai Qiyou.

Bai Qiyou raised her eyes slightly: "Say."

"Uh... How about I go with you?" Mu Qinglang explained the reason, "Look, my swordsmanship is not bad, and I have one more person to take care of me!"

"But there is also an extra mouth to eat."

Mu Qinglang immediately took out the kit in his arms: "I have money! The very rich one!"

Bai Qiyou hesitated a little.

"Besides, I'm also Mu He's relative. I still know a lot of things, right? It will definitely help your young master!" Mu Qinglang said his trump card, "You also want more than one person to take care of your young master, right? ? I also have friends in Ludong, if your family follows the cloud to Ludong, there will be someone to take care of you along the way! How about it, take me with you, you will definitely not suffer!"

Bai Qiyou: "..." Why is this person so active?

affim……

Not safe.