I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

Mu Xiwei waited for a long time.

He waited until it wasn't his father who seemed strict but concealed caring words, nor his mother who was meticulous and considerate, asking him to add or remove clothes to greet the cold and warm.

It was two corpses on the ground that were still warm but had lost their breath.

They will never smile at him again, they will not care about him tenderly, nor will they gather up his clothes and hand him a bowl of hot soup when the wind is strong.

Heaven and man are separated forever.

Not anymore.

Mu Xi opened her fingers slightly, as if she wanted to catch the hand Mrs. Mu handed over to him.

He didn't catch it in the end, and made a futile pounce in mid-air.

Mu Xiwei looked around blankly and looked around.

He saw faces, stumps, broken bones, and blood-stained clothes.

He saw a few steps that had been razed to the ground, pavilions, towers and buildings, scattered fingers, and broken jade pendants under the mud ruins.

Mu Xiwei ran over like crazy, trying to push away the heavy beams above, and turn over the sharp and broken window eaves and roof tiles.

He flipped for a long time, and also went crazy for a long time.

In the end, there was not a piece of intact flesh on his hands, bloody and bloody, and he only had one breath to support and kneel there.

Mu Xi opened it slightly.

But there was nothing inside but the dead.

Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, covering his eyes with his palms, the salty tears pierced his palms, and there was an indistinct whimpering sound from his throat, like a wild beast losing its calf, a ghost soaked in oil punished.

Obviously he was fine when he left home.

His father seriously warned him not to fall into the character of the Mu family outside, but after thinking about it, he was worried and told him to be careful and put his life first.

Mother's eyes were slightly red and swollen, but she smiled softly, saying that she would go early and return early, waiting for him to come back and cut new winter clothes.

Everyone in the hall said something to you, and I said something, and the pattern and color of Mu Xiwei's new clothes, and the pattern and color of the new clothes that Mu Xiwei wanted to cut, and the pattern of the banquet for him to clean up the dust when he came back were all finalized.

Why is it gone?

Mu Xiwei couldn't figure it out, why did they all disappear?

The Mu family has always been kind to people, every winter the first porridge shed outside the city must be the Mu family, but everyone who has dealt with the Mu family all praise the Mu family.

Who is so insane that he can kill the whole family?

It was the time when the body of the man in black came into Mu Xiwei's eyes.Fang Fang suddenly remembered that it is not human to want to slaughter the Mu family.

It is Mozu.

He had already killed his enemies, but he didn't feel relieved at all.

What's the point of killing an enemy?What's the point of killing even a thousand or 1 demons, even letting hundreds of millions of demons die together?

Can he get his family back?

Can it be exchanged for the new clothes and banquets that the demons owed him?

Mu Xiwei thought dumbly, if he had known this moment, he would have stayed at home, and then waited for the demons to come over and go to hell with his family.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished, and it is the easiest thing to be ignorant and regretless after death.

The real pain is to be alive.

You need to bear the hopes of people who are no longer there, the memories that no one will remember anymore, and the regrets that you have to suffer every night until you can’t close your eyes, and struggle to be a human being in this world.

Mu Xiwei has always been able to enjoy himself and deal with it indifferently, no matter whether it is good or bad, whether it is good or bad, and against the times.

Only this time, there was a steady stream of unwillingness in his heart.

The endless stream of unwillingness turned into endless hatred.

A cloud of black mist in Mu Xiwei's body gradually grew, like a dark cloud covering the sky before a rainy day, enveloping his entire dantian, forcing another beam of bright sword intent into a narrow corner.

The origin of demons——

This group of demons has been looking forward to it for 200 years, and the human race has been guarding against it, and has been waiting for it for 200 years, and it will finally wake up.

Under the charge of the monster's origin, Mu Xiwei's heart was shaken and exhausted, and now he had no strength to parry, so he straightened up and fell to the ground before he had time to react.

He looked extremely embarrassed, and when he passed out this time, he looked no different from a dead body.

Mu Xiwei didn't know what happened, but three people came to the gate of Mu's mansion in silence.

None of them knocked on the knocker, and there was a tacit embarrassment in the silence.

Yue Yingque raised her eyes, her eyes were almost emotional, and her stunning appearance also showed a kind of compelling Gao Hua: "Talk about half a lifetime."

Before the three of them came, Yue Yingque insisted on saving Mu Xiwei's life.

It's not that the origin of the demon cannot be directly stripped from Mu Xiwei's body.

It's just a little troublesome, even if the three land gods fight together, it may take a lot of damage.

Naturally, after the demon's origin was stripped away, Mu Xi slightly crippled his bones and spirit veins, and his physique declined greatly, not much different from that of a crippled person.

Yue Yingque knows that she is selfish, and this hypocritical selfishness is like the tears of a hypocritical crocodile.

But she couldn't do anything else.

Qiu Qingya responded without hesitation.

Tan Bansheng hesitated for a long time, and finally gave her an ambiguous answer: "If the situation has not reached an irretrievable situation, I will follow what you say."

Yue Yingque didn't say any more, and was about to leave immediately, but was told for a long time that he would pinch the secret for a while, and then go back to Xiaoxingshen to have a look at the important things, and was delayed for a long time by hammering and hammering here and there. .

Talk about half my life deliberately procrastinating

Yue Yingque's uneasiness reached its peak, she couldn't bear it, and she couldn't care less, she told him that if she didn't leave, it would be better for the two of them to fight first, and the three of them just arrived in front of the gate of Mu Mansion.

Yue Yingque's pupils shone like a pinprick, and he smiled coldly: "No wonder. No wonder I've been talking about half my life, you have been vigorous and resolute all your life, but this time you are slow to take action against a junior, so you are waiting here .”

"Very good, very good!"

She and Qiu Qingya did not make accurate calculations, at most they had a foreshadowing before the big event came.

What about half a lifetime of research?

Since he paid close attention to Mu Xiwei, how could he not count that the demons raised their butcher knife against the Mu family?

It is precisely because half a lifetime has come to an end that Yue Yingque and Qiu Qingya are deliberately held back, so that the demons can wipe out the whole family of Mu's family.

It's so good that Mu Xiwei is possessed by demons, he is well-known and justifiable, he can cut grass and roots, from the origin of demons to Mu Xiwei, there is nothing left behind.

Tan Bansheng silently accepted her accusation.

What Yue Yingque said was right, even if he didn't do it himself, he was the one who acquiesced in the Mu family's murder.

After all, he borrowed the demons to kill Mu Xiwei.

"Mu Xiwei won't be enchanted for a day, and Luo Yong will protect him for a day, and it will be difficult for us to kill him for a day."

Even if Luo Yongzhou is trapped in the illusion of Mingjingtai, Tan Bansheng still cannot be completely relieved.

"It's better to kill Mu Xi as soon as he becomes possessed. Even Luo Yongzhou will make the same decision."

Luo Yongzhou couldn't make this decision, couldn't make this move——

Then he will replace the eternal day.

Yue Yingque was so angry that his collarbone heaved, and his voice was cold and deep: "Talk about half a lifetime, do you know what you did?"

Tan Bansheng answered her: "I know."

He connived at the demons killing the Mu family who shouldn't have died.

He killed the person he was supposed to protect.

But so what?

Compared with the lives of thousands of people in the world, is the life of the Mu family's family more important?Compared with the long-term survival plan of the human race, what is the point?

Talk about half a lifetime without regret.

There was a little indifference in his eyes, as if the sky was covered with a layer of dark gray mist, gloomy and cold: "One family's life for one human race, this deal is not bad."

"..."

Yue Yingque almost fought with him in front of the Mu Mansion.

At this moment, a stream of light flashed from the sky, turned into a long sword and nailed it in a thin gap in front of the threshold of the Mu Mansion. The sword aura caused cracks on the floor tiles to spread like spider webs, and the two doors collapsed , The screen wall behind the door was broken into stone chips.

A young man in white with a golden face pulled out his long sword and stood in front of them holding the sword.

There was only three feet between them.

The distance between two steps is the length of one sword.

They once ran 30 miles together to buy wine, crossed [-] miles to the other party's sect, and ran [-] miles to the demon army camp.

In comparison, the distance of three feet is nothing more than a speck of dust.

However, it is these three feet that draw a clear line and draw two opposing camps.

It makes the previous three thousand miles, thirty thousand miles and thirty thousand miles, all nothingness, become meaningless, and occasionally I think of it in my memory, but I still despise it as a hypocritical thing.

They really know each other too well.

So much so that without even opening your mouth to say anything, you have a clear insight into the other party's history.

"Ah day."

I don't know how many times I have called Hu Yueying Que to say this, and I just say it casually, but today, every word is packed like a thousand weights.

"I didn't want to kill Mu Xiwei, I wanted to kill the devil."

"You know what happened 200 years ago."

None of the four of them can forget 200 years ago.

Because 200 years ago, breaking the facts was so fast and numerous, almost indiscriminate shooting, and beat a few land gods to the head and face, making their noses and faces swollen, and they were overwhelmed.

First, three of the four people in Bugufeng's lineage died.

The news hadn't spread much, and people hadn't had time to shed a few tears and howl a few times, and bigger news came.

The demons were like wolves smelling blood, eager to move, impatient to smear the fat of the human race with their own saliva, and row it into their own territory.

The great demon lord and his three leaders of the sun, moon and stars gathered outside the Great Wall.

In that battle, they had to face only the great demon lord and the three leaders of the sun, moon and stars, which added up to four land gods, and they didn't need to send a single soldier.

Because it is useless.

And where they died were Yue Changtian, Xiaoxing Shenzhu and hundreds of thousands of monks.

The last land god of the human race also fell.

However, the Demon Lord and the Sun, Moon, and Star Tripartites were only slightly damaged, and they could recover with self-cultivation.

Yue Shuangjiang died, Yue Changtian died, and hundreds of thousands of elite monks also died.

There are no land gods in the human race, and no elite soldiers who have experienced many battles.

Except for a Great Wall that has been hollowed out at the border, a sky that has been infested with despair and will never see dawn, fearful hearts and precarious eyes, what else can the human race use to stop them?

So the people headed by the four surnames thought of the eternal method of pressing the bottom of the box.

To put it bluntly, it is a strong man cutting his wrists, keeping a low profile, but to put it bluntly, it is to cede land and seek peace.

Negotiation.

For some unknown reason, the demons agreed.

They proposed to ask for half of the territory of the human race and half of the population to be raised in captivity as poultry to supplement blood food, and they named this half and the other, and they must have a share in Baiyunjian and Xijizhou.

After all, the demons hated Yue Shuangjiang and Yue Changtian to the core.

If it wasn't for them blocking the entrance of the Great Wall, why would the demons waste their time and lives in vain?

It is said that after hearing these demands, the envoys sent by the human race to negotiate peace looked deathly and slipped from the chair to the ground on the spot.

On the night when he was sent back to the tent where he lived by the demons, a white silk was hung from the beam of the room and ended his life.

Even if he died, he would not dare to sign this peace agreement, and he would not dare to be a sinner who has left a bad reputation on the human race for thousands of years.

He didn't dare to sign, and someone wanted to sign.

He dare not do it, someone else wants to do it.

The elders of Xijizhou didn't close their eyes for several nights in a row because of the long moon. After muttering, a group of old guys came together to Yue Yingque's side.

They panic, even more panic when the moon is full and short.

Yue Yingque was born as the daughter of a land fairy, and she is one of the few people born in the clouds in this war-torn world.

Since she was a child, she has been the pearl of the stars and moons in the West Pole, and the most beautiful woman in the world, so there is nothing in the world that can be difficult for her.

It is said that people live up to their name, but it is not always the case when it is used on Yue Yingque.

It's a pity that the perfect dream will eventually be shattered, and the father who held up the sky for her will also die.

When Yue Changtian went to battle, Yue Yingque cried so much that she insisted on going with her father, and if she wanted to die, she would die on the Great Wall together.

Gentle and reticent, silently indulged Yue Yingque every time he was wayward Yue Changtian yelled at her for the first time.

After getting angry, Yue Changtian was silent for a long time, and said the last words in her life: "Yingque, you have to live. Human race has a future only if you live, and my death is not a death in vain."

While Yue Yingque cried and trembled all over, she did not forget to write down these words firmly.

Therefore, when the elders came to her, Yue Yingque couldn't believe it. Listening to the elders carefully considering their words, it was like listening to a ridiculous joke:

"You said that you want to hand over the land where Xijizhou is located to the demons? Give the ten thousand-year foundation and ten thousand-year guarded land of Xijizhou to the demons? Let them trample on it so that no grass can grow, and the people will be trampled on. If you want this land, you can't live A person can't plant a single grass, so he is willing to give up?"

What kind of big joke is this?

The elder lowered his head, his expression hidden in the dark shadows: "Young master, this is the only way to do what is expedient."

As he spoke, he couldn't help getting excited, like an old-fashioned old man whose good intentions are not understood, and said angrily: "Retreat at this time to save your strength, and there is still a comeback. Could it be that the young master really wants to wait for the demons to break through the Great Wall, and there is no way to beg for mercy?" At that time, Fang Yan suddenly realized that there is no medicine for regret in this world, and we are all planning for Xijizhou!"

He stirred up thousands of waves with one stone, and the elders and subordinates responded in unison, and the voice shook the clouds and thunder: "Young master, please make a decision early!"

"It's a good one without regret medicine, and a good one is planning for West Pole."

Yue Yingque said slowly.

It was only then that she fell from unreal grief to the ground, accepting the fact that her father was dead.

From now on, no one will shield her from the rain, no one will shield her from the demons, the ghosts of the people in the clan, and keep her happy and worry-free for the rest of her life.

When she was about to walk, the soles of her feet were covered with upside-down knives.

This is also good, at least she won't waste time on needless sorrow and sorrow.

Sometimes it takes only a moment for a person to grow.

Yue Yingque's clothes are still the same clothes, and her eyebrows are still the same, but when she raises her black eyebrows, her expression is aggressive, which is quite different.

If we say that she used to be an extremely beautiful little girl with precious flowers in her hands, but now she has become a goddess in the sky who has just sharpened her sword.

"I know that there is no medicine for regret in the world. If the demons cross the Great Wall, there will be a large array of guardians in Xiji Continent, and at worst they will be destroyed."

Yue Yingque closed her eyes, then opened them again, her voice mixed with a sad tone at some point: "I am the young master of Xijizhou, even if I die, I should be buried in the soil of Xijizhou!"

The faces of the elders changed drastically.

No one would have thought that this naive and ignorant little girl would be so easy to fool.

The face of the person with the longest seniority was sinking like water, and he took a heavy step forward: "The little girl really doesn't know the heights of the world!"

Before he could say the second half of the sentence "Today, this old man will teach you on behalf of your father", Yue Yingque had already made a move before him.

When Hao Meng Wu Que was in a stalemate with the elder, a sword came in.

The sword light covered the ground like frost and snow, and the sword energy swept across like a new wind. The solemn and solemn washing made the world clear, and it was a new and open atmosphere.

For the first time in so many days, Yue Yingqi's eyes lit up.

She saw the elder lying on the ground staggered here and there, and saw a young man in white with a golden mask dragging a long sword towards her, and the tip of the sword rubbed sparks with the ground.

The white clothes on his body are a ray of unruly snow that splits the world.

Luo Yongzhou came to Yue Yingque.

Through the mask, Yue Yingque couldn't tell whether Luo Yongri's eyes were red or not, and whether his brows were furrowed.

But she noticed that Luo Yongzhou seemed to be thinner and stood up straighter.

It is like a magic weapon tempered by people with the light of life and death, and its sharpness is peerless.

With the news of Yueshuangjiang and Yuechangtian's death like two mountains blocking them, the two were relatively speechless, and no one could think of what to say.

Luo Yongzhou said concisely: "You can cry now."

A well-intentioned reassurance and persuasion passed through his mouth, which made people have the urge to blow their heads for no reason.

Yue Yingque thought about it carefully, and refused: "You should cry."

After all, three people in Bugufeng's lineage died, if there was a chance to cry, Luo Yongzhou would do his part.

Luo Yongzhou refused: "You cry."

Yue Changtian is Yue Yingque's biological father, if it comes to blood relationship, Yue Yingque will do his part.

The grievances and resentments accumulated these days suddenly burst out in Yue Yingque's heart.

Tears poured down her face, her face was tense, and she cried very ugly. She lost the modesty that the most beautiful woman in the world should have. While crying hoarsely, she yelled at Luo Yongzhou: "I don't need it, you give it to me." Cry!"

Luo Yongzhou retorted calmly: "Now you are the one who is crying."

When Tan Bansheng arrived, he saw two people standing among a group of elders, you said "you cry" and I said "you cry", like three-year-old children bickering endlessly.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted on both sides: "Cry ass cry!"

The two turned their gazes to him in unison.

One with tears in his eyes, the other through a golden mask, but they all said in unison: "Old man, do you want to cry?"

Tan Bansheng: "..."

He subconsciously wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and found that they were wet.

Ever since he learned the news of his master's death, Tan Bansheng has always been surprisingly calm. He took over Xiaoxing Shen in an orderly manner, and firmly held all the power of Xiaoxing Shen in his own hands. Lord Xiaoxing Shen.

He didn't even have time to cry for his master.

He has lost an existence far more important than his own life, but he still has to take it lightly, making himself flawless and invulnerable in the eyes of outsiders.

He could not shed a single tear for his master.

The three of them were still secretive at first, staring at me and staring at you trying to hide it, desperately suppressing their choking voices.

Later, I cried unrestrainedly, squatting on the ground, crying and cursing together, crying loudly, scolding loudly, and when I cried so much, I wiped away the tears on my face with my sleeve.

Yue Yingque asked Luo Yongzhou hoarsely, "Why did you think of coming to West Antarctica?"

Bai Yunjian was precarious in the wind and rain, and Luo Yongzhou couldn't protect himself, and he was in the pain of losing his teacher.

But he still came to Xijizhou without hesitation, and came to make enemies of all the elders in Xijizhou for Yue Yingque.

When Yue Yingque thought about it later, she was no longer surprised, but thought it was Luo Yongzhou's doing.

He himself has tasted the pain once, and he does not want his friend to experience it a second time.

Because he is Luo Yongri.

Under the most invincible blood-drinking sword, Zang is the most open-minded and pure-hearted.

"I have taken care of the personnel affairs over there in Baiyunjian. I am worried that you will not be able to handle Xijizhou with your stupidity, so come and have a look." Luo Yongzhou asked Bansheng hoarsely, "Why did you think of coming to Xijizhou?"

Yue Yingque's emotion dissipated: "..."

Tan Bansheng did the same thing: "Xiaoxing Shen's affairs are all settled, I was worried that you were too stupid to deal with Baiyunjian, so I went to Baiyunjian to have a look, and found that you had already gone to Xijizhou, so I deliberately chased after you."

Luo Yongzhou was moved and disappeared: "..."

Yue Yingque: "Since it's all right—"

She originally wanted to say that each of them should go back to their respective homes and guard their respective lands, but Luo Yongzhou interrupted him, and said softly: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Of course Yue Yingque was upset, it was as if she was putting the elders on the fire one by one.

Yue Changtian used his life to guard the frontier of the human race, and the last bit of integrity of the human race was trampled under their feet and handed over to the demons to beg for mercy.

If it wasn't for the human race, if it wasn't for the West Antarctic Continent, Yue Changtian would be at ease, even if he was seeking peace, the liquidation would not affect Yue Changtian.

But Yue Changtian still went and resolutely died.

He is going to use his life to complete the territory of the human race and the common people of the human race.As a result, Yue Changtian had to guard things until his death, but he was taken to grovel and grovel, so as to survive.

How could they be worthy of Yue Changtian's life?

Why don't they die?

"Then let's go." Luo Yongzhou said, "There is a grievance and a debtor. Let's go to Wang Baduzi with four surnames to clarify."

Tan Bansheng followed without saying a word.

Yue Yingque jumped up from the ground, patted the hem of her skirt: "Hey - wait for me!"

200 years have passed, Yue Yingque is no longer the one who was powerless to change, and can only watch Yue Changtian go to death.

But the death of Yue Changtian couldn't be relieved in her heart no matter what.

This kind of pain slowly settled down over time, and finally turned into a crushing hatred for the demon clan and the demon lord.

At the end of Yue Yingque's speech, she was a little incoherent: "Mu Xiwei is innocent, but the origin of the demon in his body... is genuine."

They can't afford a second demon lord, a second catastrophe for the human race.

Luo Yongzhou quietly waited for her to finish speaking the last word.

"My master and brother all died 200 years ago."

Even though Luo Yongzhou said to dismiss Yueshuangjiang, he knew in his heart that Yueshuangjiang's kindness to him was as great as a mountain, which was tantamount to rebuilding.

600 years ago, if there was no crossing the Shuangjiang River, Luo Yongzhou would be Luo Shiliu all his life, and the final ending would be to freeze to death on the street, and no one would care about it.

"never mind."

When the words came to his mouth, Luo Yongzhou felt dull: "It's like a tragic competition. You say that my father died 200 years ago, and I said that my master and brother died 200 years ago. Just wait and see which one is worse. Don’t let the result of the competition come and go, it’s boring, let’s talk about the business.”

"Mu Xiwei."

He read every word with great care, with a little bit of warmth on the tip of his tongue:

"You saw the end of the Mu family, and saw the end of his parents and relatives. He was completely killed by the demons, and he didn't leave him with a breath or a thought. It's the same as us 200 years ago. Our relatives died. We I have tasted this kind of suffering and done so much 200 years ago, maybe it is because I hope that there will be no one like us suffering like us again."

Tears welled up in Yue Yingque's eyes.

But Mu Xiwei has the origin of a demon in his body.

How can he be considered an ordinary person?

"Why is he not an ordinary person?"

Luo Yongzhou asked back: "Tell me, what heinous things did he do, what did he kill that shouldn't be killed, what debts did he make in the previous life that he needs to pay back in this life, so that he has to suffer for nothing?"

"When he was not a demon lord, you said he would be a big problem, so you forced him to become a demon lord, and killed him with peace of mind. Now he is a demon lord, so come and tell me what wrong things he has done? Come on, Is he wrong that he should not have been born in this world, or should he not have come to save his family? Who do you think you killed! The demon lord? Do you think your faces are any different from that group of people 200 years ago?"

"Is he not worthy to live in this world and be in the same world as you, or is he not worthy to have a family?

Every word he said was like a sharp knife quenched with poison, piercing Yue Yingque's heart.

Yue Yingque couldn't help shaking her head: "Don't say it...don't say it."

"never mind."

Luo Yongzhou said this word for the second time today.

He really felt despondent, and his anger turned into a handful of straw chewing in his mouth, so astringent that he couldn't speak: "It's okay to sell it, but when it comes to Mu Xiwei, it seems like it's a comparison, it's boring."

"It's better to draw the sword directly."

When Mu Xiwei woke up, a large golden light flashed in front of his eyes, so bright that he was almost blind.

He collected himself, only to find that it was a familiar golden mask.

"sixteen?"

When Mu Xi spoke slightly, her voice was as dry as if she had rubbed her throat with rough sand.

Along with the burning pain in his throat came his reluctance to recall the memory fragments.

Mu Xiwei remembered that when she returned to Mu's house, she saw a pile of corpses and her dying parents.

There are also black cannons, ghostly demons with evil spirits.

Then the culprit, Mozu, was killed by him, his parents died, and he fainted.

Mu Xi sat in a daze for a long time, and spent a long, long time digesting these things and accepting the fact that the Mu family really no longer existed.

Luo Yongzhou was sitting beside him, accompanying him without saying a word, all emotions were hidden under a rigid golden mask.

After a long time, Mu Xiwei called him softly: "Sixteen, I have no home."

Luo Yongzhou hummed and said, "I'm gone too."

The three of Yueshuangjiang have been dead for 200 years, and their bones are probably turned into ashes.The three of Yue Yingque turned against him and met swordsmen.As for Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei, most of them already know the truth, and heaven and man are at war.

He once had a very good teacher, a very good relative, and a very good friend.

For these people, when Luo Yongzhou was the most conceited, he really thought that his first light was the light of the world.

As a result, none of the people close to him could protect him. Teachers, close friends, juniors... all the betrayed relatives were completely separated, and they burned themselves, leaving naked and bachelors.

600 years of practice, 600 years of holding a sword, in exchange for nothing.

The lights in this world don't seem to have much meaning.

Mu Xiwei saw two familiar sword marks on the wall, and the aura on them was very kind to Mu Xiwei.

It is exactly the same as the formation method on Bugu Peak.

A flash of spiritual light flashed through Mu Xiwei's dull mind, which gave him a splitting headache: "Sword Master——"

Luo Shiliu is a junior of the Juggernaut. If the Juggernaut is one day, he can't fall on the mountain. How could he be homeless?

How did the sword master come to Mu Mansion?

How did the Juggernaut notice him, why did he suddenly want to take him as his apprentice? ?

There was an almost terrifying thought that ran through Mu Xiwei's mind like a sharp sword in the sky.

He didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help himself not wanting to.

Luo Yongzhou couldn't hear the word sword master.

He pursed his lips firmly, pulled Mu Xiwei into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, the sword master Luo Yongzhou is a bastard."

A bastard who has been majestic for half his life, but can't protect the person he wants to protect.