'Stupid' back to the world

It's Mu Qingyao, I'm Mu Qingyao, I can't forget...

"Hehe, the stinky beggar has a lot of backbone!" The voice laughed disdainfully, and then he saw a fat silhouette flashing in front of his eyes, and then heard a "snap", something fell on the ground, and it was emitting an attractive smell. The scent of the scent, the belly growled at the right time, and the fat silhouette burst into laughter again, laughing triumphantly, "How about you little beggar, don't you want to eat? Aren't you hungry? In front of me Kneel down, pick up the things on the ground, the food on the ground is yours, how about it? Hahaha..."

Kneel down... He has never done such a thing, he has always been the proud son of heaven, when he was Mu Qingyao, he was the son loved by his parents, and even more admired by everyone in Mu's enterprise Prince, when did he do such... an insult to his dignity?When is he?The ancients did not bend their waists for five buckets of rice, they Mu Qingyao...

However, in my mind, someone faintly said... "As long as you live well, you will lose everything. Your life is more important than everything else..." A shadow flashed in my mind, red ······It is still a purple figure, with a silvery white light flashing...

"Haha, Boss, this little beggar obviously looks down on your 'precious food'!" All the spectators laughed when they saw the fat Boss deflated.

"No, no, the little beggar really has a backbone, he doesn't eat what you get, haha, he has a backbone!" The loud laughter of the people around him made him have a headache, it hurts so much, who are you all?Shadows one by one, tall and short, fat and thin silhouettes flashed before his eyes, flashing past his gray, trance, unfocused eyes.

"I can't shrink back, because you are Mu Qingyao!" It seems that another person once said such words to him, that person is a bright yellow shadow, everything in bright yellow... He stood up without a trace Hold your chest up, and push back the little bit of fear and the desire to back down just now.Because you are Mu Qingyao, you can't back down.

"Huh, you stinky beggar, I see your toughness, I see your backbone!" The shop owner was so embarrassed by the laughter around him that he couldn't hold back his face, and kicked him between the legs in anger, He only heard the sound of "crash", and his originally slender and recently thinner body, which only had bones left, suddenly became shorter and fell to the ground. Because he was not prepared, the palms of his hands rubbed on the ground brushed against the rough The stone scratched the palm of his hand immediately.

Warm, fishy liquid dripped down the palm.For a moment, he was stunned for a while, the warm blood... a scarlet scene flashed before his eyes.

"Come here, come here, drive away this stinky beggar who is blocking my business without knowing what is good or bad, bad luck!" The fat boss finally spat, sticking to the corner of his tattered clothes with sticky and disgusting saliva, the fat boss I called someone, patted my clothes and left, and the people around saw that there was nothing interesting to watch, so they talked and laughed and left...

He kicked heavily on his chest, waist, and legs. He knew that these people were fulfilling the task of "running away from the fat boss". He groped on the ground with one hand while holding his own Head, desperately crawling forward, crawling... As long as you survive, that is the most important thing, as if someone said so to him.

It seems that it is a very important person...

"Bah, get away, if you dare to come to Pinxianju in the future, I will break your leg!"

Pinxianju... He leaned awkwardly against the corner of the desolate, dark alley, panting heavily...

150.

Yuesheng Kingdom Palace, Imperial Study Room.

"Touch!" Mo Qixuan's hands trembled uncontrollably. Although he pretended to be calm, Zhang De beside him could still see His Majesty's pale face for a moment. Even Zhang De was so shocked that he had nothing to say. That person, unexpectedly...

"What are you talking about!" Mo Qixuan suddenly raised his voice, and asked the shadow guard kneeling in front of the table with a stern voice, "My son...it's impossible! Impossible!" The previous impossible is still the same. A low, unbelievable murmur that seemed unconscious, and the last impossibility was an unbelievable emotional outburst and roar. Zhang De trembled slightly, and looked shrewdly at Mo Qixuan who was shocked by Mo Qixuan with his lowered eyes. The teacup that fell to the ground has been broken into pieces...

"Your Majesty, when I arrived at the foot of the West Mountain, I also saw a group of people from Yunyao Palace, the six elders of the Demon Palace, and... what seemed to be the three guards of Xuanyuan Kingdom's palace. It’s a corpse with only broken limbs left.” The shadow guard suddenly felt a chill, which came from the cold eyes of His Majesty, and he said immediately, “But it’s the body of the person who framed Palace Master Yunyao. The palace master Yunjidrill fell down the cliff, but he didn't see Palace Master Yunyao... Maybe he was killed by a wild beast—poof—" The shadow guard clutched his chest, spraying glaring bright red blood all over the imperial study. At the foot of the tribute wooden table, the shadow guard lowered his head, not daring to look at the cold and murderous eyes of the man above him, but slowly retreated to the dark place...

"You... nonsense, Yao'er, he won't die..." After Mo Qixuan finished speaking, as if he had exhausted all his strength, the wolf hair in his hand finally slanted It fell crookedly on the white rice paper, and on the white rice paper, there was a face that was so beautiful that it was not like a mediocre person in the world, and a pair of smart eyes like elves...

"Your Majesty—please take care, Your Majesty!" Zhang De knelt down heavily, but couldn't help crying. Although he didn't quite understand how that person became the master of Yunyao Palace, he subconsciously knew that "My Majesty" Son" is Mu Qingyao, the former queen of the Holy Moon Kingdom, the young man who has suffered so much, the kind and evil Mu Qingyao who puts everyone he cares about in the pure land of his heart..."Your Majesty Please take care! Your Majesty, take care!"

"Zhang De..." Mo Qixuan's voice was imperceptibly choked with sobs.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is here! The old slave is here!" Hearing Mo Qixuan's uncontrollable voice, Zhang De finally couldn't hold back his tears. He raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes. Not very flexible, but he wiped off the liquid on his face as fast as he could, trotted to the table where Mo Qixuan was sitting, picked up the hot tea with a fat, wrinkled hand, filled it superior.

The man beside him sighed sadly, "Zhang De, go down, I want to be quiet!"

"······" Zhang De's hands trembled, the teapot in his hand almost shook the hot water out of the pot, and finally sighed, Zhang De stood behind Mo Qixuan and looked at this The back of the calm and extremely powerful man, during the days waiting for the answer, His Majesty has lost a lot of weight, "Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhang De walked lightly to the door of the Imperial Study Room, turned around and closed it for Mo Qixuan. He opened the door of the Royal Study Room.Your Majesty, let this old slave guard your hard-won quietness, Your Majesty, death cannot be resurrected, you are the king of the Moon Sacred Kingdom, and even more so, this old slave's heaven...

God, why did you torture His Majesty like this... Why did that person die?

Xuanyuan Kingdom, the palace of His Royal Highness, the maids who come and go all lower their heads, not daring to stay longer or say a word, because the atmosphere of His Royal Highness' palace today is a bit unusual, although the prince is still as elegant as ever Shen Jing, although the ferret is still mischievous, but no one can tell what is different...

Is it His Highness the Crown Prince's paler face, or the Second Master Bao who is so sad that he doesn't even eat his favorite Poria Cake?In everyone's mind, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will always be so magnificent, always so quiet as snow, as if everything can be grasped in his hands, even if several states came to commit crimes more than ten years ago, King Liang rebelled, and the young The prince is still able to face the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face, pointing the country, the current prince is still noble and elegant, except for the imperceptible dirt on his clothes when he came back from the suburbs one day, and the pale prince... ··

"Master, the shadow guards sent by my subordinates are almost all over the large and small towns of Xuanyuan Kingdom. If there is any news about Palace Master Yun, my subordinates will definitely notify the prince as soon as possible..." Xuanyuan's shadow guards Seeing the untouched bowl of hot porridge on the table through the gauze curtain, he sighed secretly. This was the first time he saw the crown prince so restless...

"Well, you go down." A faint voice came from inside the gauze curtain, with several days of exhaustion, he was not sure if he was still alive, he kept telling himself to believe in Mu Qingyao, to believe so Absolutely not an ordinary boy, but even Bao Erye, a ferret with aura that is rare to see in a hundred years, can't sense that person's breath...

Xuanyuan Wuji, you are a human being, not a god, so Mu Qingyao is not a god, even Mu Chengyu immediately lost his breath when he fell from such a high place, and even his body was bitten by wild beasts, leaving only stumps Broken bones, Mu Qing loves him...

"Are they still going on?" A heavy sigh came from inside the gauze curtain, followed by His Highness the Prince's still gentle voice without any emotion. They were Mu Chengfeng and Yunjidrill, as well as the Demon Palace and Yunyao. Gong Yigan and others, no one believed it, and no one dared to believe that that person left this world where he once existed vigorously...

"Yes! Yunyao Palace and