I don't know Ran Yue

The moment Mu Zisheng went out, Yu'er was standing in front of the door with a dignified expression.

"You told him everything? How did you tell him?" Yu'er stepped forward and grabbed Mu Zisheng tightly, as if she was very anxious.

"Naturally tell him the truth." Mu Zisheng said indifferently.

"The truth, is what you call the truth?" Yu'er looked in disbelief.

"That's natural." Mu Zisheng snorted coldly, broke away from Yu'er, and passed the woman in front of him without looking back, "Remember your own identity, don't talk nonsense."

Three days later, before the spiritual seat.

Mu Ziran was very upset.

why?Why did you kill my father?I don't want to be your enemy, I don't want my revenge to be you...

Mu Ziran, the enmity between your parents is irreconcilable, your parents have wronged you forever, you don't want to avenge your parents, you are really a son of man!

Two complex emotions intertwined, love and hate intertwined, extremely helpless, the boy has knelt here for three days, and now he is frowning, exhausted, and feels his whole body is limp...

Limp and powerless...

Shuanghua Ruanjin San!three months!

The boy suddenly realized something, and his whole body began to tense up.

Hua Yanyue, you forced me to kill people, you forced me to pretend to be a little girl, you used me to find Su He to hurt me all over, and you gave me medicine to keep me under your control. I was actually confused by you, and I never really hated you You, now that I know that you killed my parents, I haven't thought about taking revenge on you...

This is simply a joke!No!I'm a joke!

Mu Ziran suddenly felt angry and regretful. If he didn't avenge his dead parents, what reason would he have to stay in Weeping Blood Villa?It's simply treason and in vain for being a son of man!

"Zi Ran, have you thought it through?" A familiar voice came from behind.

"...Yes, Ziran thought it over clearly. It's Ziran's fault to let my brother worry about it." The young man turned his head, stood up, fell down the moment he stood up, and the man immediately stepped forward to support the young man.

This must be because of kneeling for three days and three nights, his knees could no longer bear it. Looking at the weak young man in front of him, Mu Zisheng couldn't help feeling extremely distressed.

This is the younger brother he has cultivated for more than ten years. Seeing that the young man will soon be 15 years old, although he is still young, he has finally lived up to his expectations. I was confused, but fortunately I turned around in time and finally let myself breathe a sigh of relief.

As the boy grew up, Mu Zisheng also became uneasy, and a feeling that he had never felt before spread in his heart.

The only younger brother, the only concern, or maybe, the only reason for him to live now.

"Zi Ran..." Mu Zisheng murmured to himself, and gently hugged the boy, "I only have you as my relative, I can't live without you..."

"Brother?" The weak young man felt exhausted all over his body at this moment, and he simply relied on the man wholeheartedly, "I only have my brother as a family member, and I will definitely not let my brother down..."

"This set of mental methods needs to be practiced quietly, and you must not rush for success." Mu Zisheng guided Mu Ziran from the side, "Hua Yanyue's martial arts are very strong, and I'm afraid it will take five or six years to practice if I want to kill him, but it seems Hua Yanyue doesn't seem to be on guard against you, with your aptitude, coupled with Weeping Blood Villa's unique mentality, it may be possible within two or three years."

"Yes, Ziran understands." The young man sat cross-legged, trying to repeat the mental formula that Mu Zisheng taught himself just now, and began to recite silently.

The young man closed his eyes and practiced earnestly for an hour. As expected, he felt that his inner strength was full, and his whole body was full of strength.

"Sister Yu?" Mu Ziran suddenly realized that Yu'er was looking at him not far away.

"...Zi Ran, are you okay?" The woman looked haggard than before, and her complexion became sallow, coupled with a worried look on her face, she looked even more lethargic.

Haggard, broken flowers, waiting to be broken, so what?

"Zi Ran is fine, but Sister Yu, what's the matter with you?" Mu Ziran got up, and went into the pavilion not far away with Yu'er to rest for a while, "Sister Yu, she looks like a little girl, if she continues like this Frowning, what a waste of such a face." Mu Ziran said jokingly with a smile.

"I'm fine, it's just that you have experienced too much in the past six months, and I'm worried that you won't think about it." Yu'er's brows deepened, "Zi Ran, I've only heard a few words about your experience in the past six months, why don't you explain it in detail?" Shall I talk?"

"Okay." Mu Ziran began to tell Yu'er the experience of the past six months, of course, the content is the same as what he told Mu Zisheng.

"...Have you met the Zhuhua Palace's master?"

"Well, I don't think they are as scary as the rumors in the world..." Mu Ziran tried hard to recall all the past, "But Sister Lu is very similar to you, and she also has the face of a little girl."

"..." The woman's face was not good-looking, and she didn't know what she was thinking, "Then are they treating you well?"

"Sister Lu is very kind to me, Hua Yanyue..." the boy stopped.

Does Hua Yanyue treat herself well?

He taught himself martial arts, appeared in time when he was tortured by Su He, healed himself with the remaining seven flower dew, and was injured to save himself at the Young Heroes Meeting...

Mu Ziran was stunned.

No!How could I miss him again!Can't!

Mu Ziran shook his head vigorously and stopped thinking about it.

"Zi Ran, I'm afraid the master will be going out for a while. During this period, you can't relax, and you have to practice hard." Yu'er saw that Mu Ziran seemed to have something hard to say, so she stopped asking.

"Brother is going out?" Mu Ziran asked in amazement, "Where are you going?"

"The heads of several sects in Jianghu are going to jointly hold a treasure appreciation conference and invite the owner to participate." Yu'er explained.

When it comes to this treasure appreciation conference, people in the world are full of praise.It is said that the heads of several sects jointly hold the event. It is held almost every four years. The locations are basically in the south of the Yangtze River. Everyone takes out their collection of antiques, calligraphy, paintings, treasures and jades to exchange and trade them. It is also very popular among people in the Jianghu.

The opportunity is here.

Shuanghuaruanjinsan, three months.

"Why don't I go?" Mu Ziran asked.

"Why?" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and looking back, Mu Zisheng entered the gazebo at some point, his brows were furrowed, and he was still holding a pot of chicken soup in his hand, "You just came back not long ago, why do you want to go out again?" ?”

"...Brother, Ziran wants to go out, and he also hopes to make friends with heroes in the world, increase his knowledge, and meet the senior leaders by the way."

"...That's right, you were considered to be the top at the Young Heroes Meeting, but not many people in the Jianghu know about you. Weeping Blood Villa has always been friends with all the sects. Out of courtesy, we really should pay a visit to the elders." Mu Mu Zisheng sat down and handed the chicken soup to Mu Ziran, with a feeling of guilt on his face, "You have worked so hard these days, you must make up for it."

"Brother, please don't worry, Ziran will definitely go and come back quickly." Mu Ziran took the chicken soup and drank it quickly. The elder brother is still the elder brother. Although he is strict, he still loves himself, and the young man's heart instantly warmed up.

"...You, don't you want to find Hua Yanyue?" Mu Zisheng asked suddenly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"How could it be? He killed my father, my mother, and me. It's too late for me to hate him." The young man said these words without hesitation, as if he had prepared them in advance.

"...That's good." Mu Zisheng heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was still worried, he didn't ask further, "After drinking the chicken soup, remember to continue practicing your internal strength, Yu'er, let's go, don't disturb him here."

Mu Ziran arrived in Jiangnan again.

During these days of rushing, Mu Ziran had already found out who would be attending the treasure appreciation conference.

Since participating in the Young Heroes Meeting, Mu Ziran's name has spread like wildfire, and his reputation has also grown. Coupled with the prestige of Weeping Blood Villa, many people in the world have given him convenience, wanting to inquire about people and Things are not difficult.

Mu Ziran wanted to take this opportunity to go to Zhuhua Palace to find Hua Yanyue for an antidote, but was surprised to find that Hua Yanyue would also attend this event.

Mu Ziran didn't know what kind of mood he was in to attend the conference. He only knew that when he arrived at the destination, he had only one thought in his mind, to find Hua Yanyue and get Shuanghuaruanjinsan. antidote.

Finally, in the crowd, a familiar face gradually became clear.

He is still like this, cold and aloof, with an overpowering country and a city.

Suddenly, revenge has been completely forgotten.

His beauty, his coldness, his kindness.

He patiently taught himself martial arts bit by bit.

The inhuman form tortured by Su He, he appeared in time and hugged himself in his arms.

He healed himself with the remaining seven flower dew.

He gave himself a good horse outside the Great Wall.

He got a weeping blood needle to save himself...

Mu Ziran realized that at this moment, his heart was already filled with longing.

I... miss him?

In the crowd, amidst the voices, the man's eyes faltered, and finally landed on the young man.

All that remained were fleeting surprises and chuckles of unknown meaning.

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