The scene described by Mu Chihuo is not what Mu Yanzhuo longs for. The prosperity of the sect is not the same as their own destiny. Poor people in powerful countries often live much more miserable lives than rich people in poor countries.
"If you are not poisonous, you will not be a husband, and you will become a tyrant. If you cannot withstand the current pressure, doubts, and are swayed by the so-called morality and sect's righteousness, you will never want to achieve great things, but you will only be killed.
Become a paving stone." Mu Chihuo turned to look at Mu Qingshu and said, "Do you think so? Qingshu."
Mu Qingshu gritted his teeth, with a gleam of resentment flashing in his eyes, and said: "Great Elder, as long as Lin Ming is on Divine Phoenix Island, there will never be a place for me, Mu Qingshu. This time, even if there is only one
Even with a 20% chance, I’ll fight for it!”
"Haha, well said, Qingshu! This is the mentality to do big things. Brother Yanzhuo, you are not as decisive as Qingshu! As for whether what I said is true or false, I believe that Brother Yanzhuo also has the ability to distinguish, but before you
, I just didn’t realize it! What’s more, we also have a master in the late stage of Xuan Dan to help us, so this matter is already a certainty.”
Mu Yanzhuo gritted his teeth and thought about it carefully. He also felt that what Mu Chihuo said was 80% to 90% true. He risked his life for this one time. Since ancient times, the winner has been the king and the loser. History is written by the winner, regardless of success.
No matter how despicable the process of becoming a king is, in the future, as long as you become a king, you will make all the rules yourself.
Mu Yanzhuo is neither too old nor too young, more than 200 years old. He still has a glimmer of hope of reaching a higher realm. Moreover, even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about his clan and Mu Qingshu.
Thinking like this, Mu Yanzhuo closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a sinister look flashed in his eyes. No matter what, there was no way out now, so he had to do it to the end.
"Brother Chihuo, I understand, I have no way out anyway!"
"Haha, okay!" Mu Chihuo laughed.
"Great Elder, I have a small request..." Mu Qingshu said this and hesitated for a moment.
Mu Chihuo glanced at Mu Qingshu with a half-smile but said, "Qingshu wants Mu Qianyu. Of course, after the matter is successful, Mu Qianyu will naturally be yours and at your mercy."
Hearing what Mu Chihuo said, a hint of ecstasy flashed in Mu Qingshu's eyes, and his fingers trembled slightly at the thought of being able to suppress Mu Qianyu arbitrarily.
This is an obsession, an obsession that wants to tear off Mu Qianyu's noble coat, enter her body, gallop freely, and conquer. This is because for a long time, he has been shrouded in the shadow of Lin Ming, and his self-esteem has been shadowed by Mu Qianyu.
After being hurt by Yu's arrogance, the inner demons formed from the accumulation of resentment.
Unless he abolishes Lin Ming, rapes Mu Qianyu wantonly, and completely conquers her body and mind, this inner demon cannot be eliminated and his thoughts cannot be understood.
Thinking of the future scenario, Mu Qingshu clenched his fists excitedly, "Wait, Lin Ming, I will abolish your martial arts and let you watch me wantonly rape Mu Qianyu. I will get her bloodline and seal it."
With her cultivation, I will train her to be my slave girl, Lin Ming, and I will get everything that belongs to you!"
Seeing Mu Qingshu like this, Mu Yanzhuo didn't know whether he was happy or worried.
Many of the proud men of heaven are born surrounded by various haloes. However, one day, they are suppressed in all aspects by another genius who appears from nowhere. They live in the shadow of others and have their honor, status and beloved woman taken away by him.
, it is easy to fall into paranoia and misdirection.
Mu Qingshu is obviously in this situation now. The accumulation of obsessions and resentments has formed an inner demon. It would be good if he could get rid of the inner demons. However, Mu Yanzhuo always feels that Mu Qingshu seems to be getting more and more on the road to evil.
Going further and further.
Do whatever you want and follow your heart, this is exactly the heart of martial arts taught by the devil.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Mu Yanzhuo felt that he could not change anything. If Mu Qingshu was not allowed to give up this obsession, the situation would only get worse. Geniuses have been so arrogant since ancient times. There have been some geniuses, wise men, and strategists in history who were
A situation in which a person vomits blood out of anger and dies.
In this case, we can only let it develop. Mu Yanzhuo looked at the sky, but found that the sky was always bright and there was no intention of falling into darkness. He didn't know how the world kept time, "Brother Chihuo, you made an appointment with Xuan Dan.
Haven’t the strong ones come yet in the later period?”
Mu Chihuo said: "It will come naturally. The signal has been sent out. It won't take more than half an hour. Just be patient..."
Just as Mu Chihuo expected, two quarters of an hour later, an old man wearing purple clothes and eyebrows like swords appeared on the wasteland.
This person is clearly the leader of Lei Ji Sect - Lei Jingtian!
"Lei Sect Master?" Mu Yanzhuo was shocked when he saw Lei Jingtian. He did not expect that the late-stage Xuandan warrior Mu Chihuo mentioned was actually Lei Jingtian.
But think about it, Lei Jingtian has indeed been stuck at the peak of the middle stage of Xuandan for a long time. It seems that he has disappeared in the past two years, partly to avoid the limelight, and partly to retreat to break through the final bottleneck.
"Sect Master Lei, it's been a long time!" Mu Chihuo clasped his fists.
After a year and a half, Lei Jingtian's aura became more and more intimidating. He just stood there, and faint tiny thunders formed around him. In this broken world where the true energy has been compressed to less than 20%, he can still achieve it with one fell swoop.
It is not easy to naturally activate the vitality of heaven and earth with one movement.
Lei Jingtian glanced at Mu Yanzhuo and Mu Qingshu indifferently, and frowned. "These two people..."
"Don't worry, they are all elders of our Divine Phoenix Island and are firmly on our side."
Lei Jingtian knew that Mu Chihuo was probably under too much pressure and was looking for allies to share the pressure, but this had nothing to do with him. He flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "Huh, I don't care about this, as long as we follow the previous agreement!"
"This is natural." Mu Chihuo smiled, and he subconsciously grabbed his palms, as if he wanted to control everything...
…
At this time, outside the Demon God’s Imperial Palace—
"Xuan Wuji, stop pretending, you must know how to break the formation!" Chief Mo Jiao said angrily. One of the tribesmen he brought this time was proficient in formations. However, he had been studying outside the Demon God Emperor's Palace for a whole hour just now.
But there was no progress.
During this process, Xuan Wuji had a slight sarcasm on his face, and he was just laughing at him.
"I don't have any good ideas." Xuan Wuji clasped his hands behind his back and stood in the air, looking like he was watching.
"No way? Huh, let's just waste it here!" Chief Mo Jiao didn't believe Xuan Wuji at all. He had already made up his mind to follow Xuan Wuji. Xuan Wuji couldn't get what he couldn't get -
Since about five o'clock, I have been watching the live broadcast of the earthquake on the Internet. I saw a baby being rescued from the ruins, covered in dirt, and I felt very uncomfortable. Later I heard that the baby was still dead. The footage of the live broadcast
It was very shaky, with blood, ruins, blocked roads, landslides, busy doctors, pregnant women in pain, crying children... I was infected just by looking at it, and I kept looking at it for a long time, and then I continued to write, and my mind was confused.
I always write very poorly. Unknowingly, I recall that in 2008, when I had not yet graduated, I participated in the moment of silence for the Wenchuan earthquake. In the blink of an eye.
It's rare that the first chapter was updated early, but the second chapter got stuck here.
I'm so sorry...
Here, I pray for the people of Ya'an...——
(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.)