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Chapter 1470 Beauty in tears

 Countless mithril trends swept in crazily, drowning Mu Feng in an instant.

Mu Feng looked calm, and communicated with the Golden Book World in his mind. The blazing golden light spread throughout his body, and then he directly entered the Golden Book World.

Although the mithril tide was powerful, it was completely unable to do anything to the surface of the Wordless Golden Book.

Even the mysterious lines on the surface of the wordless golden book, the golden light flowed past, and the mithril attached to it made a horrified scream and retreated one after another.

Inside the Golden Book, Mu Feng saw that the tide of mithril had receded like this, and understood that this was a rare opportunity. He suddenly rushed out of the Golden Book world, put away the Golden Book, and rushed into the whirlpool behind.

Countless golden books of mithril trends gathered together and turned into a tall mithril puppet.

The dark eyes of the Mithril Puppet stared at the whirlpool faintly, and murmured: "Who... is this person? That aura... is definitely not a product of this continent!"

Behind the whirlpool is a wide stone hall. In the center of the stone hall, there is a golden pool.

The golden pool water is steaming with streams of golden mist. In the depths of the mist, a shadow of a dragon is meandering and swimming, and there is a faint sound of dragon roar coming from it.

The Manzhu Witch staggered and fell into the stone hall from the whirlpool in front. She landed on the ground with vigorous movements. Her eyes were red and she kicked her feet to rush out of the whirlpool again and return to the final trial place.

boom!

But what shocked her was that as soon as she reached the surface of the vortex, a powerful thrust came from the vortex and hit her, causing her to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"This passage is actually one-way!"

Manzhu Witch's pretty face changed slightly, her eyes were red, and she shed a line of tears.

Thinking of the scene where Mu Feng sacrificed his life to save her, she felt like her heart was twisting in a knife. She only felt a special pain in her heart, and her tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Why? Why are you so stupid?"

Manzhu
The witch squatted down silently, but she couldn't help but cry.

She has been an orphan since she was a child. From the time she was sensible, her parents died in the war, and she was left helpless and became a street child, having to beg to make a living.

When she was a child, in order to get a bite to eat, she fought with stray dogs for food in the garbage dump. She was bitten and bruised all over her body. She didn't cry, but she smiled happily because she successfully grabbed the food and no longer had to go hungry this time.

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When she was a child, many children threw stones at her and were called ugly. She could only huddle on the ground shivering, covering her head, and let them punch and kick her. After they got tired and left, she reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at those children.

The children who bullied her were led home by their parents. There was disappointment in their eyes, but they still did not cry.

Later, she was favored by the leader of the Evil Demon Sect and trained by raising gu. Hundreds of selected disciples killed each other. The one who survived in the end could become a new generation of witch. She killed the other disciples with her own hands.

During those bloody days, she still didn't cry, she was indifferent as if she had no heart, and eventually she became a witch of this generation who was frightened by the news.

She has experienced many inhuman sufferings since she was a child, but she has never shed a tear or had her heart broken once.

But now, she was crying, crying for that man, and she was crying very sadly, as if she wanted to cry out all the depression, depression and grievances she had suffered over the years.

Suddenly, a hand gently placed on her shoulder.

"What a warm palm, really warm!"

The Manzhu Witch slowly raised her head and looked at the smiling young man in front of her. The latter took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on the Manzhu Witch's cheek.

"Manzhu! It's okay!" Mu Feng gently advised.

After he rushed into the whirlpool, he appeared in this strange stone hall

, he immediately noticed the golden pool in the center of the stone hall and the shadow of the dragon in the mist above the pool.

He understood that this was probably where the power of the dragon veins gathered under the Dragon Burial Cave. As long as he entered this pool to practice, he could directly receive the initiation of the power of the dragon veins and be directly promoted to a small realm.

However, what surprised him was that Manzhu Witch was squatting in the corner crying, which made him a little at a loss.

The Manzhu Witch looked at Mu Feng blankly, suddenly stood up, hugged Mu Feng, rested her beautiful white chin on Mu Feng's shoulder, and started crying.

Mu Feng stood silently, without disturbing Manzhu Witch, and gently patted her back with his right hand.

In Manzhu Witch's cries, he heard strong sadness, grievance and anguish.

Only when people have suppressed themselves for too long will they explode in an instant and burst into tears. Only after crying can people feel better.

Mu Feng understood that Manzhu Witch might have had some unbearable experiences in the past!

After about half a stick of incense, Manzhu's mood stabilized. She took half a step back slightly, and her reddish eyes met Mu Feng's eyes.

"You didn't want to die just now?" Manzhu Witch was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Mu Feng smiled and said: "I have a back-up, so I let you go first! I wish you, Manzhu, had to worry more."

Manzhu Witch shook her head and said reservedly: "I just thought of many past events, couldn't control my emotions, and lost my temper!"

At this point, she noticed the handkerchief in her hand, her pretty face blushed slightly, handed it to Mu Feng and said, "I'll give this handkerchief back to you! I accidentally got it wet, I'm sorry!"

Mu Feng shook his head, blinked and said, "In that case, then clean it up and pay it back to me next time!"

After saying that, without allowing the Manzhu Witch to refuse, Mu Feng went straight to the center of the stone hall and said, "This should
It is a pool formed by the power of dragon veins! We have passed the trial, and as long as we soak in this pool, we should be able to advance to a small realm unconditionally."

Manzhu Witch's attention was diverted, her eyes fell on the golden pool, nodded and said: "This is indeed a dragon vein pool, and the quality is very high. It seems that the dragon veins contained in this dragon burial cave are very extraordinary."

Mu Feng nodded, looked across the pool, looked at the entrance of a corridor at the end of the front, and said, "That should be the exit, right?"

Manzhu Witch walked to Mu Feng, nodded and said: "That should be it! After we receive the Dragon Vein Initiation, we will leave through this corridor!"

"Huh? Who is it?"

Mu Feng suddenly shouted loudly and stared at the corridor ahead, while the Manzhu Witch immediately became on guard, showing a vigilant look.

I saw a figure slowly walking out from the depths of the corridor.

When he walked out of the corridor, he was an ordinary-looking young man.

But the expressions of Mu Feng and Manzhu Witch completely changed.

They were all too familiar with this ordinary-looking young man. He was none other than Mu Qingcang who was attacked by the sea of ​​magma.

However, Mu Qingcang is now disguised as a disguised identity and has not revealed his true appearance.

"You really did not disappoint me. You actually passed the test in the last cave! I have been waiting for you here for a long time, for fear that you would fail and not be able to meet you here!"

Mu Qingcang slowly walked out of the corridor and stopped at the edge of the golden pool. He faced Mu Feng and Manzhu Witch from a distance, with an evil smile on his lips.

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and he sacrificed the nine magic swords without hesitation, holding the soul-guiding bone flag tightly in his hand.

The Manzhu Witch also sacrificed the Imperial Weapon Magic Wheel Sword, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness and fear.


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