Master, you have changed

Snow City has a lot of snow, which melts quickly, and has always been kept at a distance of exactly [-] inches all year round, no more, no less, no more, no less, as if it has been accurately calculated by someone.

Mu Yunyu was walking in the forest without anyone following him. The long sword "Yinyue" was unsheathed, and the long, sharp tip touched three inches above the snow.

The invisible wind flows, rolling up snowflakes, spinning out the outline of a snow-colored tornado at the edge, gradually spreading the entire sword body, and gradually spreading the whole person.

He was not in a hurry, neither fast nor slow, with a smile on his face, as if he came from a violent storm, leaving a series of deep footprints behind him, covered by the broken snow that finally got rid of the invisible shackles.

He walked very hard, the creaking and trampling sound was covered by the wind, and there were no footprints behind him, as if he was walking against the wind and snow. If you look closely, no matter how perfect the cover is, the footprints are still not as even and natural as the natural falling snow.

He just came back from Wei's house, and like every time, he failed.

Mu Yunyu never likes to be surrounded by guards, even hidden guards are never arranged, he is strong and gentle, he understands everyone's weaknesses, and knows how to destroy a person, but now, he himself is being trapped Destroy the edge.

He stopped on the top of a snow-capped mountain, looking down at two inches of golden purple through the curling snow and mist.

This place is already far away, the domineering Wei family and the Purple Spirit Mine in Canggu are so insignificant in the eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, facing that direction, his fingers gradually gathered and closed slowly, as if crushing them with force.

There has never been a lack of competition for resources between big families, and there is no shortage of open and secret battles within the family. The leader of this battle is him.

However, now there is a deviation.

Time and space are intertwined, memory deviation, he walks alone in the gray area where light and darkness cannot tolerate, the cruel truth is peeled off bit by bit, blood and tears, wounds and pain, clear and flickering, countless complete pictures are broken, covered by bloody red lines Stitching throughout.

However, it is no longer the familiar past.

The wind was cold and painful, and he wiped off the transparent liquid, and the cold expression was kneaded and stretched by invisible lines, inch by inch, spring blossoms.

If the fate is fixed, he will change it desperately, the Wei family will die, and those people will die, but this time, he will make their life worse than death!

Mu Yunyu put away the "Silver Moon", the violent wind and snow stopped, and the residual wind gathered into a line, passing through the trees, and sawdust flying across.

The corners of his lips curled up, his smile was gentle, and he jumped forward.

As long as that day has not come, the Wei family will not dare to touch him. If he dies for no reason, they will be the first to be buried with him!

Mu Yunyu stopped in a busy street, bought a bag full of meat and vegetables, and returned home amidst the praise and admiration of passers-by.

Luo Yang and Luo Qing haven't come back yet, Feng Qiye is missing, only Mu Yunke is racking his brains to chop up vegetables and mix them into plates, and there are already piles of exquisite white jade porcelain plates around him.

When he saw Mu Yunyu, he said discouragedly: "Brother, I really can't do anything..."

Mu Yunyu put down the bag, cleaned the stove, took out the fresh vegetables and lean meat and soaked them in water, and said softly, "Who messed with Xiao Ke?"

Mu Yunke pointed to Mo Mo and said, "It's Xiao Mo, the Killer Vine fruit is gone, Xiao Mo doesn't seem to like these fruits and vegetables very much."

Mu Yunyu rubbed the top of his soft hair, and said with a smile: "Leave him alone, wash the vegetables for me, and I will cook for you today, and order the servants to find the food for the spirit bird."

Mu Yunke said happily: "Okay~"

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Feng Yiye put his hands on his cheeks, and smiled as he listened to the old woman's tales from all over the world. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had enjoyed the family happiness under Cheng Huan's knees, and he even forgot their identities, enjoying themselves happily.

Maybe it's because Feng Yeye is very innocent, Hu Qingjue is so like a big brother who doesn't like to talk, making people unconsciously suspicious and defenseless.The two old people talked a lot seriously and full of nostalgia, and their smiles became warmer, as if their faces were radiant.

As they talked and talked, they inevitably had different opinions. They laughed and scolded each other a few times, which made people twitch their lips and squint their eyes slightly.

Feng this night is like a lazy cat, with his eyes half-closed, his hands propping his head folded on the table at some point, his head resting on it, and he tilts his head to listen.

But the heart was hit hard, each time getting stronger and stronger, so I waved goodbye at the right time, thank you two for telling me so many interesting stories.

They were reluctantly sent to the gate, and it seemed that they really regarded Feng Yiye as a grandson whom they had not seen for a long time.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the height of the snow was always the same. The two walked through the long streets and alleys, walking in the pine forest outside the city, the snow was falling, and the cold wind was howling.

Feng Yiye suddenly squatted down, still holding his sleeves, Hu Qingjue was forced to stop, and looked down.

Feng Ziye said: "Master, why is it snowing so hard, and the city of Snow hasn't been buried yet?"

Any serious words changed in his mouth, Hu Qingjue stood coldly, neither looked at him nor said anything.

Fortunately, Feng Yeye didn't expect to hear the answer, so he said to himself: "Fortunately, today I have a master. I don't need to take risks to hide in the bookstore, and I can get clues happily, just like playing~"

He got up and got very close to Hu Qingjue, innocently said: "Master, I'm a little cold"

Hu Qingjue walked quickly, Feng Jiye had no temper at all, and said with a smile, Yan Yan strode forward: "Master, walk slowly, and consider the apprentice's short legs~"

It wasn't an illusion, Hu Qingjue walked faster, during which time he ruthlessly shook Feng Ye.

The two, one behind the other, aimed at the refugee colony outside the city.

He kept talking, with his hands folded behind his head, as if he was strolling in a garden, with strange steps on his feet, keeping a distance of two meters from being pulled away, and said with a smile.

"Although what they said just now are all legends, you can believe it. Yesterday I visited the Purple Spirit Mine, and the Wei family concentrated on digging a little bit. It should be in a hurry to release something. I don't believe it when the gods say it. Master, let's go again Let's find out, okay?"

People were itching to hear whether the sound was good or not, and the word "good" had already blurted out.

Feng Yeye said with satisfaction: "Since the master has agreed, let's find someone to spread the legend, first restrain the Wei family, and then go to confirm the situation!"

As long as the legend is passed down from generation to generation, combined with the Wei family's abnormal behavior, it will be difficult for everyone to talk about it, and if it is added again, causing bad public opinion and attracting the attention of the big family, Mu Yunyu can take the opportunity to force the mining to stop and conduct an investigation.

The Wei family will have to delay for a few days to resolve this matter, enough time!

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In the next few days, Feng Yiye disguised himself as a different person and spread the news to the refugees with silver coins. The refugees first spread the rumors on the edge of Snow City, and then went deep into the center. At that time, rumors had penetrated into every family in Syracuse, and people were panicking.

On the sixth day, Mu Yunyu and his family ordered him to visit the guard's house, and the Wei family had to stop mining and accept investigation.

On the second day when the mining was stopped, Mu Yunyu confronted Patriarch Wei because many young men disappeared in the city for no reason.

The gate of the City Lord's Mansion is besieged every day, and many old people who have lost their children stand in front of the gate, weeping and complaining.

Because of the liberation of a large number of young people from Ziling Mine yesterday, these people firmly believe that their children must still be in the mine.

Mu Yunyu often tried to persuade him with good words, and then he led people to search the Ziling Mine, and found many missing people. In this way, the Wei family basically proved the crime.

Those concerned eyes are no longer watching quietly, the Wei family is a subsidiary family of the Mu family, but anyone with serious thoughts wants to fall into trouble, and it is best to bring about internal conflicts in the Mu family.

These are all clever and harmless, but the most important thing is that there is no doubt that there is a problem with the Purple Spirit Mine!

Although Mu Yunyu was very busy, he didn't feel as gloomy as before. Although his smile was as gentle as before, he didn't feel so out of harmony.

Because the miners were dismissed, the mine was extremely empty, and the marks seen before had completely disappeared.

The underground of the mine is full of gravel, as if someone deliberately dropped it, and it creaked when walking up.

In the intricate mine tunnel, there is a faint inaudible breath, and the exact location cannot be discerned.

It's been two days, and Mu Yunyu hasn't found anything, and it will be very bad for him if he drags on.

The Wei family is also very bad, because being investigated, even if they do tricks, they are terrified, afraid of being found out.

Feng Jiye and Hu Qingjue had already walked for less than half an hour. When they revisited their old place for the third time, they found out sadly that they got lost in the mine tunnel. Now they don't know where they are, let alone where the sealed place is.

He listened carefully, and when he realized that no one was hiding nearby, he had a bad idea, his body softened, and he leaned to the left, leaning against Hu Qingjue, forcing him to stop, and then stood up before the opponent shook him away. Zheng, spread his hands, and said with his eyes: "I didn't mean it!"

He pointed to the gravel on the ground, and when Hu Qingjue lowered his head, he leaned his head towards him, fixed his eyes, and whispered in a low voice: "Master, there are people from the Wei family in the mine, and the passage is full of gravel. Shall I fly?"

Seeing Hu Qingjue's movement of turning his head to avoid, and the reddish ear tips, his mood was inexplicably excited, and he didn't even notice when he was held on his shoulders.

By the time he reacted and cried out in pain, he was already in the dense fog and purple light.

This is the sealed place, and Hu Qingjue used some kind of secret technique to bring him down directly.

Feng Qiye was still suffering, and his mouth was even more restless. While guarding against the hidden enemy, he couldn't help but leaned over again.

A smile that is not a smile: "Master, you are so violent"

Hu Qingjue: "..."

There was a thick layer of ice between them, the wind couldn't get close that night, and it wasn't too loud, so they looked at their feet with caution.

The purple light here is dense, if you are in the deep purple ocean, the air is extremely thick and full of heavy spiritual power.

The closer to the center, the tougher the action.

The ice around Hu Qingjue dissipated, and he said in a low voice, "Don't let the spiritual power enter your body!"

Feng Qiye's mind was dull, and he raised his head slowly, viscous spiritual power greedily poured into his body, and his strength skyrocketed at a terrifying speed.

The air was extremely quiet, and the sound of breathing was drowned out by the heavy pressure. He instinctively wanted more, but he was extremely resistant in his heart.

Thinking between the pleasure of soaring strength and the order of the master, he squatted down and hugged himself tightly, falling into the battle between heaven and man.

The whole world is black and white, and only Master's voice is clear in my ears.

He was picked up, he grabbed his hands randomly, and the grip was cold, and his mushy thoughts gradually cleared up, and he heard the master's cold voice above his head.

"Qixian, Yesheng?"

Feng Yeye forgot the embarrassment and heartbeat at this moment, and turned his head to look.

There is still a thick fog of purple air around, and suddenly there is a wind, and the purple color is surging and rolling to both sides. Under the earth, it is antique, with small bridges and flowing water, ancient buildings and pavilions, like a paradise.

He saw a huge pear tree, and a small table under the tree placed an exquisite wine pot, and two white jade cups, the liquid in it was light green and crystal clear, and steam was rising.

Pure white petals are falling, and a person with a ghostly face is drinking from a cup, with an elegant posture but a cold aura.

The man was neither warm nor cold, and his voice showed no emotion, he said, "Shangxian or Demon King?"

Hu Qingjue said: "Shangxian"

"Oh, it's really a downturn in the world, even monsters can call themselves immortals, if it's in this king's era..."

"Ah, this king has forgotten, it has been ten thousand years..."

"Little guy, why don't you stay and accompany me..."

He was telling Hu Qingjue that Feng Jiye pulled Hu Qingjue's sleeves tightly and responded to the underground people on his behalf: "You should stay alone!"

(Originally, I wanted to post the plot of the mine tunnel in one chapter, but! There are too many words! Let’s divide it into chapters...)