"Big brother, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion in my heart, you just have to attack it, you don't have to have any scruples. ”

Mu Changsheng smiled with a gun in one hand.

"Good!"

Yang Jiao said, his eyes stared, and as he spoke, his figure rushed forward, and he arrived in front of Mu Changsheng in two or three big steps.

At the same time, a halberd in his hand danced fast, breaking through the air, whirring, and in the next moment, his speed was like an arrow off the string, only to see a flash of cold light, and the halberd stabbed into Mu Changsheng's chest.

While!

Mu Changsheng just raised the spear casually, and he opened Yang Jiao's blow, and the halberd flew up diagonally after it missed.

Yang Jiao was not surprised, he seemed to have expected this scene, his figure was still in the air and did not fall, and when he saw this, he turned around and kicked Mu Changsheng's shoulder.

Mu Changsheng's face changed slightly, and then he leaned back to avoid Yang Jiao's leg, still calm.

If not, he would be fine after Yang Jiao kicked it up, and he could eat with one leg of his uncle, but Yang Jiao's leg was estimated to be useless.

"Huh?"

Seeing that his two moves failed, Yang Jiao's expression was also serious to the extreme, and after landing, a halberd danced like the wind and attacked Mu Changsheng.

Whew!

Soon the shadow of the euphorbia was on all sides, wrapping him heavily in the middle.

Mu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, it seems that in his spiritual mountain treasure land, his eldest brother is also doing well, and now his physical body is far beyond ordinary ordinary people, and he has also embarked on the path of cultivation.

Dangdang!

Thinking of this, he looked at the shadow of the halberd in the sky again, and the right hand holding the gun raised this side and fell there, but every time it blocked the attacking halberd.

After a long time.

"No...... Don't fight, brother-in-law, I'm having fun. ”

Yang Jiao was half-kneeling on the ground with the halberd, sweating profusely, panting heavily, squinting with one eye, almost losing the strength to open his eyes.

On the other side, the shepherd was still standing on the ground, not even a drop of sweat on his body.

Hearing this, he threw the spear back casually, and it fell into the weapon rack behind him without missing a moment, then shook his head and walked over to help Yang Jiao up.

"I'll come over for dinner after the fight, and the meal here is ready. ”

Yang Tianyou shouted, and the chess pieces on the table had also been taken away by them and put on the meal.

Yang Chan and Xing Tian didn't have to eat, but Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao were still mortals, and they couldn't do without eating, so Yang Chan needed to cook every day.

"Why did you beat my brother like this?"

When Mu Changsheng walked over with Yang Jiao, who was about to cramp in his arms, Yang Chan came out with two more dishes, and when he saw it, Mu Changsheng looked white and said, "He is still a mortal, and you don't know how to start." ”

The pastor smiled and did not speak.

"Little ...... Little sister, it's no wonder that my brother-in-law didn't fight back just now. ”

Yang Jiao listened to it for fear of affecting the relationship between the two, and smiled bitterly after speaking.

The beating is vigorous, but the beating is tired and cramps, which is the most infuriating.

Mu Changsheng snickered at Yang Chan, and asked Yang Chan to give him another white eye.

After Fu Yang Jiao sat down, everyone ate a rare meal together, after all, the pastor was born without a trace, and was often not in Qiankun City.

Meal.

"Changsheng, when will Sheng'er come back, I miss him a little. Yang Tianyou sighed and asked.

When he was resurrected, his physical body was also in his forties before, although the spiritual energy of Wanling City was abundant to change people's physiques, but now more than thirty years later, he still inevitably appeared old, looking more than fifty years old.

Listening to Yang Tianyou's question, Yang Chan, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, stopped, and then continued to clean up.

"Uncle Yue, I'm afraid this is ...... It's going to take a few years. ”

Seeing it in his eyes, Mu Changsheng replied, "He is now outside with his master, but that master has taught him very well, and he will come back when the time comes, so you can live here in peace!"

"Yes, in that case, I'm relieved. ”

Yang Tianyou said, his face was still a little disappointed.

After chatting with them a few more words, Mu Changsheng came to the newly built kitchen and saw Yang Chan washing dishes.

The pastor said, "Do you miss the saint?"

"It's been more than 20 years, and although this little time doesn't seem like a long time for us, sometimes a retreat is over. ”

Yang Chan smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "But if you want to say that you don't want to...... That's a lie with the wrong mouth. ”

"Come on, he'll be back soon......"

Mu Changsheng walked over and hugged Yang Chan from behind, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Then you can see him, that stinky boy is very handsome now, more handsome than me, call me the envy, jealousy and hatred of being a father......"

"How can a father be jealous of his son?"

Yang Chan glanced at him, but there was also a smile on her face.

After that, the territory of Wanling City was thousands of miles away, and eight majestic cities appeared in a few days, arranged according to the position of gossip, and each city was garrisoned with 100,000 troops.

The pastor stayed in the mortal world for a month, dealt with some affairs in the City of All Souls, and made some unknown arrangements and preparations for the events more than ten years later.

A month later, he returned to the Mansion of the Heavenly Court Commander Star-Monarch.

In the bedroom, Si Ming Xingjun was lying on the bed, his face was like white paper, the wounds on his body had not healed after the lightning strike, and his spirit looked very bad.

Mu Changsheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Si Ming Xingjun's body, and a small ball of light left his body, and Mu Changsheng closed his eyes and landed on his eyebrows.

"The Immortal Emperor ......"

After a moment, he opened his eyes and whispered, stretched out his palm, and the light condensed, and began to heal the flesh of the Celestial Star Monarch.

He "borrowed" it for so long, and now it's time to return it, but it's good when he borrows it, and he can't return it like this, right?

With the great Luo cultivation of Mu Changsheng who is now through life and death, it is indeed not a big deal to treat an injury.

In a short time, all the wounds on Si Ming Xingjun's body healed and disappeared, but his vitality was greatly damaged, and he needed to recuperate for a while.

Mu Changsheng raised his hand, and the Qiankun fan appeared in his hand, and after his right hand pinched the trick towards the open fan, the Si Ming Xingjun Yuan Shen, who was sealed in it and fell asleep, appeared.

He didn't wake up his primordial spirit, but just raised his hand and pointed behind his flesh, allowing Si Ming's primordial spirit to enter his eyebrows and become one with his physical body.

"It's time to do it, and it's not too late to wake you up when I get back. ”

A hint of determination flashed in Mu Changsheng's eyes, and he turned into a Commander Star Monarch with the technique of change.

Looking at the bed, the two people are exactly the same, just like looking in the mirror, there is no half difference.

Mu Changsheng stood and thought about it, and a light lit up on his body again, and after it fell, his face was no longer bloody, and the cultivation on his body had also reached the Upper Immortal Realm, and his aura was extremely chaotic.

It was only then that the shepherd went out of the room.

Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and placed a seal on the door of the priest before leaving.