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

Mrs. Mu has not been able to sleep well recently, often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

She dreamed that Mu's family was bleeding all over the place, and there were scattered stumps and bones everywhere. She and her husband saw their son through the blood-stained eyes while they were dying.

Due to excessive shock and grief, their expressions were as numb as blunt knives, unable to see joy and sorrow, and unable to cut apart the son of hatred.

Mrs. Mu woke up covered in cold sweat. She was wearing a cloak in front of the wind. She looked out from the open window and found that the alarm was still ringing and the lantern was still on. Everything was as peaceful and quiet as usual. There was a silent sigh of relief behind the warm and comfortable breath.

As soon as she turned her head, she met her husband who was staring at the window in a daze just like herself. He seemed to have woken up from a dream, maybe it was the window she opened.

Mrs. Mu blurted out: "Did you have that dream too?"

The head of the Mu family rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Fortunately."

Fortunately, it was only a false alarm, and the Mu family is still safe and sound.

After a while, the Patriarch of the Mu family said in a low voice: "I have heard that our ancestors of the Mu family had a disaster that wiped out the family a hundred years ago, which led to the complete extinction of the direct branch. It seems that it is inseparable from the evil and heretics."

"Later, thanks to the kindness of the seniors from Xijizhou and Gui Bihai who rescued them and found the collateral blood that had been strayed outside, the Mu family revived, and today is what it is today."

The Patriarch of the Mu family was also very emotional when he thought about this passage.

For some reason, he is a dignified head of a rich family, with a restrained and steady personality, but every time this paragraph is mentioned, even if it is a broken and insufficient sentence, the Patriarch of the Mu family will have the urge to cry when he speaks.

It was as if, empathizing with him, he had really experienced such a cruel and inhuman encounter.

"However, I also heard it from my parents. After all, what happened a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the direct branch didn't leave any blood, so it's just... empty talk."

The two of them, husband and wife, have a very deep relationship, they always talk about everything, and never worry about being cold.

Only when talking about this memory, she was relatively silent, and her throat was so choked that it was difficult to say a word.

The head of the Mu family noticed his wife's depression, held her hand, and comforted her softly: "Okay, it's okay, the difficulties are over."

Mrs. Mu's stiff back also relaxed. She leaned on the soft pillow and talked with her husband, but her eyes never left the window.

She was used to seeing the scenery until she got tired of it, but in the eyes of Mrs. Mu at this moment, she almost never got tired of seeing it.

That dream was too real, and the desolation and despair she felt was too deep.

Fortunately, everything is there.

Everyone is fine, Xiwei is also fine.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Mu asked, "Speaking of which, how is Xi Wei doing recently?"

The Patriarch of the Mu family's tone suddenly faded, and he snorted coldly: "In addition to saying yes, very good, very good, will he say anything else?"

Mrs. Mu thought for a moment, and added: "I will still say that his master is good, very good, very good."

"..."

The two were relatively silent, and finally decided to leave this kid behind and not let him bother their sleeping dreams.

The Patriarch of the Mu family angrily raised his hand and turned off the lights.

Madam Mu raised her hand sullenly and pulled the curtain.

continue to sleep!

However, to the surprise of the two of them, Mu Xiwei sent a letter on the second day that was very different from the past. It was no longer a letter full of good, good, very good useless nonsense.

The head of the Mu family and his wife hoped that what he sent was the old cliché, which was unremarkable.

The two of them finished reading together, and Mrs. Mu's hand holding the letter trembled with the voice:

"Xiwei, who is he going to get married with?"

The patrons of the Mu family couldn't help laughing at her gaffe, and said tremblingly, "Luo... Luo Yongzhou, who is that?"

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Isn't that the name of that sword master?

Isn't that the sword master, Xiwei's master?

The head of the Mu family and Mrs. Mu looked at each other in blank dismay, relatively speechless.

Madam Mu raised her hand to cover her eyes, and said seriously: "Did Xiwei deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, or was he robbed by force?"

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Mu was startled by her own thoughts and shivered.

The Patriarch of the Mu family asked slowly: "Can't you trust Xiwei's character?"

Madam Mu shook her head.

The head of the Mu family asked again slowly: "Can't you trust the character of the sword master?"

Madam Mu continued to shake her head.

The Patriarch of the Mu family was also puzzled by himself and couldn't continue asking.

Mrs. Mu hesitated to make a guess: "So they are in love with each other?"

Is it a truly epic love story, without the clichéd tyranny, robbery, deception and extermination of the ancestors?

The Patriarch of the Mu family also shut his mouth and brain in pain, and broke the jar and said, "That's it, what else can I do?"

Outside the gate of the Mu family, Mu Xiwei and his party hadn't had time to take their fateful step.

Mu Xiwei has entered and exited this gate countless times since she was a child, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are sorrows and joys, some are used to it, and some are reluctant to part.

Only this time, he felt that the door of the Mu family was so difficult to enter, and the steps were so difficult.

After all, after entering, you may have to face the accusation of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors, and you may have to kneel in the ancestral hall.

The world is so cruel and real.

Whether you are a demon lord or a land god, no matter how majestic and invincible you are in the world, you must be obediently trained and kneel in the ancestral hall when you return home.

At this time, Lu Guijing took a step forward, with broad sleeves to ride the wind, and said righteously: "Let me talk about this marriage!"

Including Luo Yongzhou, everyone cast kind or admiring or admiring glances at him.

I only heard Lu Guijing continue: "Anyway, such things as robbery and robbery are familiar once and twice. This is not the first time I have done it for my uncle. When it comes to robbery, I am still proficient."

"..."

Everyone present immediately pretended not to hear, and everything was as silent as death.

Luo Yongzhou looked away indifferently in an instant: "Guijing, most of the cultivators have good memory skills."

Lu Guijing secretly pricked up his ears excitedly.

What the uncle said, is it because he remembers the money I have suffered, suffered, and paid for him?Did he finally remember me?

Luo Yongzhou said indifferently: "Remember to leave half of what you say. If you don't say the rest, no one will think you are a fool."

Lu Guijing: "..."

He should have thought of it earlier.He should have thought of it earlier.

Qi Yunfei's face was dark, and he remained silent.

It is probably his last reason and self-cultivation to be able to resist not drawing his sword to poke two holes in the gate of Mu's house.

Mu Xiwei's smile was a little behind, and then he smoothed things over again, and thanked Lu Guijing gently and sincerely: "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Sect Leader. It's just my business, and I know the truth that one person does one thing and one person takes care of it. So that senior brother will suffer and suffer for it?"

How could the uncle have such a good apprentice?

Lu Guijing sighed while wiping away tears pretendingly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. In case you have something to do, what should we do with our Baiyunjian affairs? What about our Baiyunjian's finances? What if Master Uncle If you are in a bad mood and just find someone to fight to vent your anger, how much do we have to pay?"

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

This is bad luck.

At the end of Lu Guijing's speech, he burst into tears and said sincerely, "Junior Brother, you must be fine. If you are here, we will be there in Baiyunjian. If you are in trouble, we will be in Baiyunjian."

He rolled up his sleeves and folded them twice, unknowingly thinking that Lu Guijing was going to fight the devil to the death and make a heroic sacrifice: "I have something to do, junior brother, you can't do anything either!"

That is the head of their Baiyunjian!He finally got rid of the head of the position!

Mu Xiwei: "..."

Without saying a word, he dragged Luo Yongzhou into the gate.

In contrast, the gate of the Mu family is not so difficult to enter.

Fortunately, before they came, the Mu family couple had already brainwashed themselves, pinching their noses and acquiescing that they were in love.

Therefore, Mu Xiwei was not accused of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and Luo Yongzhou was not accused of plundering.

The head of the Mu family and his wife also expressed their heartfelt blessings, saying that they are about to pack their bags and rush to Baiyunjian, and they cannot miss this important event and this grand event.

Although their tone was a little bitter and bitter, and their expressions were a little bit forced to smile, but Luo Yongzhou has always been thick-skinned, and in his eyes, the unnaturalness of the Mu family couple has naturally become an expression of excessive joy.

At the end of Madam Mu's speech, she lovingly straightened Mu Xi's temples: "As long as you are happy in your heart and live a good life, that is the best."

Ever since Mu Xiwei grew into a teenager, she hadn't been so close to Mu Xiwei for a long time.

However, the recent dreams are always haunting Mrs. Mu's eyes.

She always remembered that she wanted to wipe tears for her son, but she still couldn't reach his hand, so she made such a move by mistake.

With this movement, it seemed that the last bit of obsession in Mrs. Mu's heart was fulfilled, and the last bit of nightmare of fear dissipated.

What is she afraid of?

Mu Xiwei is doing well now, has high achievements, has someone he loves very much, and is completely different from the boy in the pool of blood who is like a trapped animal.

What has she to be afraid of?

The two walked out hand in hand, Luo Yongzhou stopped in the middle and said, "No, I'm narrow-minded, I'm going to smash that tablet of Mu Qi to vent my anger."

Mu Xi slightly agreed: "Good idea, I'm also narrow-minded, I'm still an unworthy descendant, I also want to smash the tablet of Mu Qi to vent my anger."

A sword master, a demon lord, sneaked into the ancestral hall in such a sneaky way, and took off Mu Qi's tablet sneakily.

After taking the heavy wooden tablet into his hands, Mu Xiwei suddenly remembered something.

That was what Abbot Qingjing told them when he was in Buzhicheng.

The Buzhi Temple has existed longer than the other five sects. As long as Tianhe has existed, the Buzhi Temple has existed for as long.

According to Abbot Qingjing, as early as [-] years ago, a great demon came to find the abbot of Buzhi Temple at that time, killed the abbot and seized Tianhe.

The big demon took his beloved who had not yet appeared in exchange for his ability to live forever on the body of others.

According to Abbot Qingjing, the great demon's beloved should have been at this time 700 years ago.

Sure enough, he was killed by himself.

The joys and sorrows of normal people and lunatics, people and demons cannot be shared. Of course, it is unknown whether Mu Xiwei regretted Mu Qi's state of mind at that time.

He stroked the wooden surface that was exceptionally smooth after being baptized by wind and rain, and said happily, "That's great."

Fortunately, compared to Mu Qi, he was more like that mortal girl, shed human blood.

So Mu Qi traded his beloved for a chance to live forever.

Mu Xiwei exchanged her life for a brand new demon origin, and then exchanged her demon origin for Luo Yongzhou.

And Luo Yongzhou traded his life for him.

To have a happy ending.

"This senior."

Outside the ancestral hall, Mrs. Mu recognized Yue Yingque who came with Luo Yongzhou, who was the one who handed Mu Xiwei to their husband and wife many years ago.

Although Yue Yingque only showed a pair of eyes many years ago, the beauty's bright eyes are unmistakable at any time.

To Mrs. Mu's surprise, Yue Yingque's hair was as white as snow.

Yue Yingque seemed to see her surprise, and smiled at Madam Mu.

Under her smile, the spring color is bleak, the crowd retreats, and the so-called black and white hair has become the most insignificant trifle:

"Madam, don't worry. People always have to pay the price for doing wrong things and taking wrong paths."

Back then, she and Qiu Qingya had a hand in Mu Xiwei's affairs.

Later, the two restrained the souls of the Mu family, sent them into reincarnation, and rebuilt the Mu family under the name of the Mu family's collateral lineage.

There are unavoidable steps against the sky, and Yue Yingqi's vitality is also damaged by this, and her hair is all white.

"Fortunately, everyone is happy and everything is reunited."

It just so happened that it was a hundred years ago, and Mu Xiwei's biological father and mother a hundred years ago became the head couple of the current Mu family.

The family gets together, and the love is complete.