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Text_Chapter 195 Mr. Zimu

"Pastor!"

"Pastor!"

Geng Xinyu and Xuanyuan Zhe knelt down.

Three years!

For three years, they thought that Mu Yun was dead. For these three years, what accompanied them was only endless thoughts, annoyance, and deep regret!

In the past three years, no one has forced them to practice, but each of them has pushed themselves to the limit in order to avenge their mentor.

Tears gradually filled his eyes. The three men, who looked like iron towers, did not cry during the most difficult moment of building the Tongshen Pavilion, nor did they cry when they were bombarded by their opponents, but they were crying now.

"You brats, why are you crying? The pastor is back, and you are still crying!"

Mu Yun laughed and scolded, and patted the three of them on the shoulders.

"Who is crying? Women are the ones crying!"

Geng Xinyu's face was swollen and his voice was hoarse. "I'm not crying, pastor, where have you been in the past three years? That day, we clearly saw you jumping into... you are now..."

"What happened during this period will be discussed later. Now, I really want to know who is the master of the Tongshen Pavilion?"

"What are you three doing?"

Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, a voice rang out and a person pushed the door open and entered.

But that figure looked at the four people in the room, and his eyes immediately locked on Mu Yun.

"elder brother!"

A call almost brought tears to Mu Fengxing's eyes. Looking at the figure that was obviously much thinner, Mu Fengxing felt as if he was in a dream.

"Brother! It's really you, brother!"

Mu Fengxing cried with joy, hugged Mu Yun, and laughed loudly: "I knew how you could die, how could you die!"

Seeing the two brothers hugging each other, the three of them laughed in unison, with tears in their eyes.

"Okay, okay, I still don't know who the master of this Tongshen Pavilion is!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "This time, I'm here to apply for the position of guardian of Tongshen Pavilion. If you don't take me to see the pavilion master, what do you want to do here crying and crying?"

"Haha, Pastor, this Tongshen Pavilion was built for you, and you are the pavilion master!"

"Yes, Master Pastor, now that you are back, you are the master of Tongshen Pavilion. Let me see who dares to take action against you this time!"

"That's right, this time, even if I die, I won't let you have any accidents."

Looking at the three of them, Mu Yun smiled strangely and said: "No, this time, don't let the news of my return be exposed yet, I have my own arrangements!"

"Okay, now, I have come to Tongshen Pavilion to apply for a job as a protector. The tenth level of Tongshen opens the Yongquan acupoint. I wonder if I have the qualifications to enter Tongshen Pavilion as a protector!"

"Okay, now, you are the protector of our Tongshen Pavilion."

Mu Fengxing chuckled and said: "As the deputy master of Tongshen Pavilion, I welcome you to join!"

Deputy Pavilion Master?

He originally thought that Mu Feng Guild would be the master of the pavilion, but unexpectedly, he was only the deputy master of the pavilion.

"Who is the master of the pavilion?"

"Master Pastor, you would never guess it!" Mu Fengxing smiled mysteriously, and that smile made Mu Yun feel a hint of conspiracy.

Tongshen Pavilion is divided into three floors. The first floor is the trading hall and some cubicles, the second floor is the auction house, and the third floor is where the managers of Tongshen Pavilion work.

At this moment, in an office hall on the third floor, a beautiful figure was sitting calmly, looking at the report on the table, frowning slightly.

"Lin Xianyu, this month's profitable sales are obviously much less than last month. What's going on?" A cold voice sounded from behind the long table.

"Pavilion Master, these days, many warriors have gone to Shengdan Pavilion to purchase elixirs and mysterious weapons. Moreover, our Tongshen Pavilion itself only occupies less than 30% of the Nanyun Empire. It seems that a group of people have come to Shengdan Pavilion recently.

Alchemist and weapon refiner, so..."

"Shengdan Pavilion, Shengdan Pavilion again!"

The face of the woman sitting behind the table darkened.

"Shengdan Pavilion has really gone too far recently. They are always crowding our Tongshen Pavilion. Humph, it seems that our Tongshen Pavilion is easy to bully, right?"

Dong Dong...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Deputy Pavilion Master? What's the matter?"

"There is a lack of protectors in the cabinet recently, and a newly recruited protector has been found."

"Oh? So fast? Where is the person? Bring him here and see. Is it reliable?"

Mu Fengxing smiled slightly and said, "Absolutely reliable!"

"Bring it here and have a look!"

"Mr. Zimu, please!" Mu Fengxing said respectfully, cupping his hands behind him.

Purple wood?

The woman behind the long table frowned. The Nanyun Empire seemed to have never heard of this person's name.

she?

Pavilion Master!

The person called Zimu was naturally Mu Yun, but when his eyes fell on the beautiful figure behind the long table, Mu Yun was slightly startled.

He never expected that the master of Tongshen Pavilion would be Wang Xinya!

The woman who used to cry a lot has now transformed and become the master of the pavilion.

However, I have to say that compared to Wang Xinyu three years ago, Wang Xinya was a little more green and a little less mature.

And now Wang Xinya looks more mature, and her whole person reveals a purity, but within the purity, there is a touch of majesty.

A casual glance at Mu Fengxing revealed a wry smile on Mu Yun's face under the brim of his hat.

"Mr. Zimu, can you show me your true face?" Wang Xinya frowned as she saw Mu Yun wearing a purple cloak with the brim of his hat up, and his face covered with a piece of black cloth.

This is a critical period for Tongshen Pavilion. If it is mixed into the elaborate work of other forces, it will be very bad.

"Pavilion Master, Mr. Zimu's appearance is not very good for the Pavilion Master due to his martial arts training. However, I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing wrong with this person."

"Oh? If the Deputy Pavilion Master makes this guarantee, it should be reliable. I can rest assured of your work!"

"In that case, Mr. Zimu will stay with the Pavilion Master and be responsible for the Pavilion Master's safety!"

Damn it!

After hearing Mu Fengxing's words, Mu Yun cursed secretly, didn't this kid deliberately create trouble for himself?

"In that case, take Mr. Zimu down first, I have some important things to take care of!"

"yes!"

Mu Fengxing lowered his head and smiled, then left the hall with Mu Yun.

However, as soon as he walked out of the hall, a shout came from the door.

"Mr. Zimu, please wait a moment. I am Lin Xianyu, the protector of Tongshen Pavilion. I would like to say a few words to Mr. Zimu!"

Seeing Mu Yun nod, Mu Fengxing and others stepped aside.

"You're not dead!"

However, Mu Fengxing and others had just left, and Lin Xianyu whispered in his ear, laughing softly.

"Haha... I knew it, I couldn't hide it from you!"

"That's natural!"

"Four years have passed, why haven't you left yet?" Mu Yun looked at Lin Xianyu and said with a smile.

"Four years? But I have only followed you for one year. There are still two years left. Now that you are back, those two years will start counting now."

"good!"

Talking to Lin Xianyu made Mu Yun feel very happy.

Don't be muddled, everyone understands what they think in their hearts. It was really wise to choose him as the first guard.

"Deputy Pavilion Master!"

At this moment, an urgent voice sounded.

At the entrance to the third floor, a figure ran up.

"What's the matter?"

"Someone is making trouble at the door, saying that there is something wrong with the low-grade mysterious weapon we refined, and now they are arguing with Huang Wuji."

"Walk!"

"Look, something will go wrong as soon as you come back!"

Lin Xianyu smiled slightly and was not in a hurry.

For the past three years, he had not had a sound sleep every day and every night, but the moment Mu Yun came back, he felt relaxed, as if the burden on his shoulders and the responsibilities had finally been lifted.

"Isn't it just right that something went wrong? It just shows my role as a protector!" Mu Yun smiled, turned around, and went downstairs.

At this moment, downstairs, on the first floor, was already in a panic, and things were smashed in a mess.

Huang Wuji stood beside Mu Fengxing and others, covering his chest and looking a little pale.

Several people standing at the entrance were all wearing military uniforms. One of them was a middle-aged man, wearing an armor refiner's attire, with an arrogant expression.

"Everyone, if a friend comes from afar, I will welcome you at Tongshen Pavilion. But what does this mean?" Mu Fengxing said in a dull voice as he looked at the mess on the ground.

"What's the meaning?"

In front of several warriors, a burly man shouted: "This is the best mysterious weapon master in our Shengdan Sect. Some time ago, our Shengdan Pavilion had insufficient supply, so we entrusted your Tongshen Pavilion to help refine a batch of mysterious weapons.

device, but what’s the result?”

A clanging sound sounded, and dozens of low-grade mysterious weapons suddenly appeared on the ground.

Each of the low-grade mysterious weapons is worth almost one million middle-grade spiritual stones. These dozens of pieces are already equivalent to a spiritual stone transaction worth over 100 million.

"Any questions?"

"Don't you know how to see for yourself?" the stout man shouted.

"Hey, Tieli, if you have something to say, please tell me." The always-smiling weapon refiner said with a slight smile: "My friend, the deeds inside these dozens of mysterious weapons are all incomplete, resulting in some functions that cannot be used at all.

Hui, should you give us an explanation?"

"impossible!"

Qi Ming stood up and said: "These mysterious weapons have passed through my hands, and when they were delivered, they were all compared. There is no problem at all!"

"It doesn't matter if you say there's no problem. This is Master Liu Qingliu, the top-level mysterious weapon master from our Shengdan Sect. Could something be wrong?"

Tieli sneered, his eyes filled with contempt.

"You are just a middle-grade mysterious weapon master. If you question the words of a top-level mysterious weapon master, you are simply overestimating your capabilities!"

"You fart!"

Geng Xinyu was furious: "There is no problem with the handover of the mysterious weapon. Now we are looking for a problem. Who knows if you have tampered with it?"

"You said we should do anything?"

Liu Qing said displeasedly: "Hmph, I am a top-notch mysterious weapon master, how can I allow you to frame me up? Well, if you say it was tampered with, then you can find it for me."

"Qingming!"

Geng Xinyu motioned to Qi Ming to check.

Stepping forward and picking up a mysterious sword, Qi Ming observed it carefully.

Just a moment later, Qi Ming's brows gradually wrinkled.

The deed he engraved in it has not changed, but with a wave of his hand, the buzzing sound of the sword is indeed very abnormal!

how so?

Looking at the mysterious weapon in his hand, Qi Ming was stunned and confused. (Chapter 1)


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