...

This is Apple's latest generation of smartphones, which can be purchased at any time in Apple stores, as much as you want. There are also four colors of gold, silver, deep space gray, rose gold and three memory capacity to choose from, 16G, 64G, and 128G...

"..." Ou Chuyang smiled bitterly. Sometimes, telling the truth really doesn't work...

"Hmph! Can't answer?" Mu Chenyu approached and asked in a deep voice: "Did you get it in the mysterious hall?"

"Yes..." Ou Chuyang sighed inwardly: Mu Chenyu had his preconceptions and was already convinced in his heart. If I deny it again, I am afraid that I will suffer some flesh and blood before I die. Since that's the case...you say yes, that's it...

"Hahahaha!" Mu Chenyu smiled at the sky and said proudly: "I knew! Apart from the unfathomable sword god, who else can create such a delicate and mysterious mechanism?"

Ou Chuyang was covered in black lines, lowered his head, suppressing his smile, and Jobs expressed dissatisfaction...

Mu Chenyu handed the light golden iphone6s-plus to Mu Haoran as if seeking credit, "Dad! The secret treasure has been obtained. Let's leave here quickly and study it slowly."

"Okay, it's not too late, let's go!" Mu Haoran carefully hid his phone close to his body.

"It's useless to keep this kid..." Mu Chenyu said and held the hilt of the sword.

"Slow down!" Ou Chuyang shouted hurriedly, "Are you going to kill someone to silence you?"

"I am in a good mood now. Just tell me any last words." The long sword in Mu Chenyu's hand may be deshewn at any time, resulting in Ou Chuyang's life.

"You want to kill someone to silence me, just because you are worried that I will reveal the news that you received from the Sword God Secret, right?" Ou Chuyang's life was hanging on the line, and his eloquence was at its peak. "In fact, there is no need for you to worry at all, because the Sword God Secret is a big secret that shocks the earth. If I leak it out, it will not only be of no benefit, but it will also be unable to escape death."

"If it were you, would you publicize it everywhere?" Ou Chuyang then pointed his sword at the sky and made a poisonous oath: "If you are leaving Ou Chuyang, if you leak your story today, you will be beaten by the sky and you will never be reborn!"

"It's really hard for you to be greedy for ants." Mu Chenyu said with a smile, "But I still believe in dead people."

"Slow down!" Ou Chuyang took a step back and said hurriedly: "God has the virtue of being alive. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This morning, Fairy Wanqing saved my life from the tiger's mouth. It's less than a day and a night before you kill me with one sword. Wouldn't it be a blessing to Fairy Wanqing?"

When Mu Chenyu heard this, he looked at Mu Wanqing. Seeing that his expression seemed to be a little loose, Ou Chuyang quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued to shake his tongue: "There is no big thing in the lower body, and there is no skill to be with him. Today, I saw three masters with extraordinary sword skills, which was really eye-opening and envious. If I don’t know, I would like to worship you as my teacher, and I will succeed in learning swords in the future..."

"Hahaha!" Mu Chenyu laughed and said, "You slim boy, you are pretty. Not only do you want me to save your life, but you also want to be my teacher. You are very clever. Unfortunately, you have not opened the sword gate and will never learn swords in your life. You should die of this and go on the road with peace of mind. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your hard life. You have obtained the Sword God Secret, but you can't practice swords."

"Canglang!" Mu Chenyu's long sword was unsheathed, and Ou Chuyang's life was in danger.

"Slow down!" A sword sheath pressed against Mu Chenyu's sword body. Mu Wanqing said lightly: "What he said makes sense. It's better to take it back as a slave or a servant, and you don't have to take his life."

"Sister!" Mu Chenyu said anxiously: "It is of great importance. At this time, the kindness of a woman will inevitably cause endless disasters..."

"What did you say!" Mu Wanqing's pretty face turned cold, and she stroked the hilt of the sword with her right hand, as if she was about to draw the sword if she had a disagreement.

Mu Chenyu seemed very afraid of his beautiful sister, so he didn't dare to talk back, so he turned to Mu Haoran, "Dad, look..."

"Then let's take it back first." Mu Haoran seemed to attach great importance to his daughter.

This sentence finally temporarily saved Ou Chuyang's life. His feet became soft and he sat down to the ground. In just one or two days, he went in and out of the gate of hell, as if he was following the city gate, and no one could stand it...

...

In the next half month, a group of four people crossed the mountains and rivers through the deserted mountains.

The three Mu family members were calm and relaxed, with light steps, like traveling around the mountains and rivers. But Ou Chuyang was the only one who was a long-distance running athlete and the main force of the school team, he could only barely keep up with it after working hard. His feet were covered with blood bubbles and his face were covered with scars. Levi's denim and T-shirt completely turned into beggar suits, and with messy short hair and sighing stubble, when he walked out of the mountains and ridges, Ou Chuyang had completely become a beggar follower behind the three masters of swordsmanship.

Finally, I saw the crowd and finally walked into the town.

"Songbai City!" Ou Chuyang endured his soreness and observed this large town curiously.

The quaint buildings in the town are hard to tell what style it is, and most of them are shabby, not as bright as new and bright as on movies and TV and tourist attractions. Most of the residents in the town and pedestrians on the streets are ragged in dishes.

Ou Chuyang came to a conclusion: this is definitely not a prosperous era.

"Dad, we stayed in the mountains for a long time, and we didn't get any meat or salt. We finally entered the city. Why don't we have a few drinks with you?" Mu Chenyu said as he looked at a restaurant on the street.

Mu Haoran said: "It would be fine if I wanted to fill my stomach, but I would also have to get involved with me."

"Didn't you often educate us: those who practice swords should be clear-minded and have few desires and devote themselves to studying swordsmanship?" Mu Chenyu said with a smile: "If you don't speak, how dare I."

The three of the Mu family are quite interesting. The father and son look kind and filial and happy, but Mu Wanqing always left aside coldly, as if she was not a family.

Along the way, the three Mu family members were like living gods, and had not yet entered the rice. It seemed that meditation could fill their stomachs. Have they practiced to the legendary extraordinary fasting realm? Or is the strange gems they used to practice could replenish the life energy needed by the human body?

Although Ou Chuyang was very curious, he never asked for advice. These masters who looked at the sword without asking for trouble for him would be thankful to God. Of course, he would be less than more.

If Mu Wanqing hadn't seemed to be intentional and accidentally, she would have used the sword energy to kill some birds and rabbits from time to time, the wild fruits that Ou Chuyang picked on the way would definitely not be able to survive.

This beautiful woman with a cold appearance saved his life twice, and seemed to take care of him secretly. But Ou Chuyang did not think that he was fond of him, but he deeply buried his gratitude in his heart.

"What are you doing?" Mu Chenyu walked on the stairs in the restaurant lobby and turned around and scolded: "Is this where you came from? There are no rules!"

Ou Chuyang lowered his head and stepped back, found a seat by the window to sit down, looked at the bowl of clear soup and noodle noodles brought by the waiter, and cursed in his heart: What! I will drink soup when you eat meat, and I will stand guard when you drink. I ended up hunger and hunger for half a month, but in the end I only got a bowl of noodle soup, and I couldn't even see some oil stars...

"Yangyang, come and try this fresh hairy crab that I just caught."

"Yangyang, this is your favorite spicy veal, eat more."

"Yangyang..."

Ou Chuyang's nose felt sore and he missed home again. He didn't know when he would be able to go home and return to his parents...

Ou Jinhua has a net worth over 100 million yuan, Chen Lifen has a prosperous official career, and Ou Chuyang's three generations of single passers-by have always been pampered. He is also very committed to being the best. He has always been the first in both major and minor exams, horizontal and vertical exams, Olympics or debate speeches. Moreover, he also writes well, kicks a good ball, sings a good song, and looks handsome. He is really a young man in his parents' hearts. When did he suffer such hardships and grievances...

"Little brother, you are the slaves you just bought by those three sword masters." An old man at the same table said, "Don't be too sad, just get used to it slowly. We have such a cheap life, and we can only count on the next life."

Ou Chuyang rubbed his red eyes, calmed down his mind, and snorted coldly: "Do you accept your fate? Hum!" In his distant hometown, he is the pride of heaven. When he arrives in this unknown world, he still wants to stand out and achieve a lifetime of heroic reputation!

"What if you don't accept your fate?" The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If the Heaven Gate is not opened, you will never become the master of the sword. You will never be able to turn over until you die."

"Tianmen? Sword Master?" Ou Chuyang asked in confusion.

"The Heavenly Gate is what the Sword Master calls the sword gate. If the sword gate is not opened, it means that you do not have the talent to practice swordsmanship. If you cannot practice swords for your whole life, you will only become a lowly slave, be a cow or a horse, and be a mermaid meat..."

The old man took a sip of noodle soup and then explained: "Only by opening the sword door can you become a sword and have your own sword. With your own sword, you will be respected as the master of the sword and become the best. In other words, in this restaurant in the world, only the master of the sword is qualified to step onto the second floor of the elegant seat..."

Ou Chuyang remembered that Mu Chenyu pointed and stabbed his palm like a sword, saying that his sword gate was not open, his meridians were blocked, and he was not even a sword disciple, so how dare he use a sword...

Ou Chuyang didn't want to be a slave, so he asked anxiously: "Then how can this sword gate be opened?"

The old man shook his head, "I don't know this. Anyway, the old man was checked by the sword master from Yundu Mountain three times when I was a child, but the sword gate was not opened. So I suffered for half a lifetime and became what I am now."

Ou Chuyang looked carefully. The old man bent over and hunched his back, with gray hair, his old eyes, his face full of dust, and his whole body was full of the word "bitter".

No! I am never willing to become like this. I, Ou Chuyang, are talented and talented in civil and military affairs. How could I be a slave for life and never turn over? I must find a way to figure out what is going on in the Jianmen!

Ou Chuyang made up his mind and felt aroused a sense of pride in his heart. He didn't think this clear soup and vegetarian noodles were so unpalatable.

"Wow - I'm so angry!" A loud shout broke out outside the window, shaking the bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Ou Chuyang turned his head and looked out, what happened again?
Chapter completed!