"Hmmm......"

The river was murmuring, and the reeds were everywhere on both sides, and the pale Muming River slowly opened his eyes among the reeds.

The meridians in his body emitted bursts of tingling sensation, and the muscles on his body gushed out soreness and pain, making him can't help but let out a low muffled sound from his mouth.

Although he had come out of his coma and was in the muddy reeds, he had no intention of moving.

His heart was full of despair at this time.

He knew that he was completely ruined!

The meridians are broken, the flesh is severely damaged, and at this time, Mu Minghe's strength may not even be as good as a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken!

A large part of the reason why Tianmen was able to secretly manipulate the general trend of the world was because their Mu family had unparalleled combat power in this world!

Whoever Tianmen wants to kill, no one can escape!

This force is the foundation for maintaining the huge organization of Tianmen.

And now, the loss of strength, for Mu Minghe, is the loss of everything.

Moreover, the scene of Mu Wuyi's tragic death in front of his eyes is still vivid, and that deep despair, even if he escaped by luck and left his life, it is still like a huge shadow, enveloping him dead.

"Why is this happening? Could it be that God really wants to kill my Mu family on purpose?"

Although the four great Dharma Protector families of Tianmen have a Qi refining inheritance, their exercises are all flawed, and it is impossible to have strength beyond the Mu family with this!

But now, this advantage of the Mu family was brutally broken by others, and Wu Batian even laid the foundation for their Wu family to advance with the life of the master of the Heavenly Gate.

Mu Minghe lay in the reeds, letting the turbid river water continue to wash his body, there was almost no sparkle in his eyes, just staring at the blue sky fixedly, silently in a daze.

At this time, he is already useless, not only physically, but also heart.

He was only in his early twenties, and he had never been out of Kunlun Sacred Mountain for most of his life, and this blow was despair for him.

"Gaga...... Ga ......"

The chirping of wild ducks rang in my ears, followed by the feeling of the hard beak of the duck pecking at its body.

Mu Minghe moved his body slightly, and several wild ducks were already flapping their wings, and they rose from around him in a panic, their gray feathers covering the sky, and they crossed Mu Minghe's eyes one after another.

"Are even ducks coming to bully me now?"

With a wry smile, he finally began to lift a trace of spirit after lying here for an unknown amount of time.

Enduring the pain on his body, the pale Mu Minghe struggled to prop up from the reeds, and staggered towards the distance, leaving a series of dirty footprints behind him.

This is a small city, and judging by its clothing, it has long been far away from the Lingnan boundary.

That's right, he floated in the river for at least two or three days, and one of the distances was extremely fast, and it was natural that he should have left Lingnan.

"Look at this man......"

"It can't be a bandit, right? It's not been peaceful lately. ”

"Hey, the world is in chaos, not long ago Yingxian was robbed, let's not go wrong here......"

On the street, although there are few pedestrians, Mu Minghe's dress at this time is still the focus of attention.

Yingxian seems to have arrived near the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Even though he was tired and indifferent, Mu Wuji's teachings for a long time still involuntarily made Mu Minghe understand his situation.

The whispers in his ears didn't take him to heart, or rather, he almost didn't care about anything at this time. In his heart, only sadness and despair permeated.

Even, he secretly hated the sky, why didn't he just let himself die! Now that he is alive, he is just continuing to torture him!

In the midst of his lost soul, a shadow suddenly pressed in front of him, making Mu Minghe pause immediately.

"Heavenly machine calculation, calculation of heavenly machine, what a big breath!"

A well-dressed young master with four courtyards blocked his way, and the little young master looked at the sky with a look of disdain.

Turning his eyes slightly, Mu Minghe understood that the other party was not talking to him, and without waiting for the other party to drive him away, he took the initiative to turn sideways and let a fortune teller on the side of the road out.

Behind the fortune teller stood a tall banner with eight big characters written on it, which was exactly what the little young master said just now.

Such a big breath is very attractive, and even the Mu Ming River, which is like a soup chicken, has been suppressed.

"Young Master Si wants to count a hexagram?"

This fortune teller doesn't seem to be very old, but his eyes are full of detachment from the world, even if he is wearing a gray robe, he still has an open-minded meaning, but he is a good fortune teller.

"How do you know my last name?"

This Young Master Si's expression seemed to flash with a moment of surprise, but he reacted instantly and smiled coldly.

"It seems that your fortune teller has inquired about my name in advance, so it's okay, Young Master Ben will calculate it!"

"But explain in advance, don't give me all those things in the clouds, Young Master Ben doesn't eat that! If you count anything, tell me clearly, if it's good, it's easy to say, if it's not good, don't blame Young Master Ben for smashing your signboard!"

The fortune teller didn't panic, just titheed the guy in front of him and threw one hand forward.

"Please, just three throws!"

In front of the fortune teller, there was a gray cloth on the ground, on which were placed three copper plates, and a few straws were placed in the corners, and nothing else.

"Aren't all six throws?"

Young Master Si also seemed to have some research on fortune-telling, and at the moment the corners of his mouth twitched, he squatted down, picked up the three copper plates, and threw them three times.

"Do the math, where is this guy, how old is this year, how did he get to be like this?"

After throwing it away, Young Master Si didn't ask a question about himself, but instead pointed lightly at Mu Minghe, who was standing silently on the side, in a daze.

After saying that, he smiled even more proudly.

He knew that after these fortune tellers came to a place, they would often inquire about the nearby people in advance, especially a rich family like him, who would definitely know something.

It's very likely that the other party will be fooled about your own affairs.

But he came out to have fun, and he wouldn't let the other party get his wish, so he pointed out a random person from the street at the moment, wanting to make this fortune teller lose face.

"Oh?"

The fortune teller seemed to be slightly stunned, but instantly regained the indifference on his face.

"Hexagram gold, silver 100 taels!"

"Hmm, let's hear it first! By the way, it's not too late for me to give you money!"

Young Master Si's eyes narrowed, this is a lion's big mouth, trying to scare me away!

"It's good!"

The fortune teller didn't mind, and turned his head slightly at the moment to look towards Mu Minghe.

"This person is from Kunlun, three out of twenty this year, and a few days ago he was betrayed in Lingnan and fled here, and his only relative has passed away. ”

"Huh?"

Although it has been muddy, after all, it is too close, and the conversation between the two naturally enters Mu Minghe's ears, especially when the other party pulls the matter on himself.

And the fortune teller's words were like a thunderbolt, slamming into his muddy mind. He was so shocked that his bones trembled, and he forgot everything.

The next moment, he had already turned his body violently, and threw himself towards the fortune teller, his hands clasped fiercely on the other's shoulders.

"How do you know?

"It's self-calculated. ”

The fortune teller was still not in a hurry, and he didn't see how he behaved, and Mu Minghe, who pounced, had already softened his feet, pounced on his side, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Huh...... , you double-reed is a good act, even Young Master Ben almost believed it!"

Young Master Si glanced at the two people in front of him, and suddenly smiled disdainfully.

"Kunlun, why doesn't he go to heaven!"

At that moment, he waved his big hand and waved his hand towards the four nursing homes behind him.

"Smash me!"

"Stop!"

Before the fortune teller could make a move, Mu Minghe, who had fallen to the ground and was in a slump, had already suddenly climbed up and stopped in front of the fortune teller.

"Can't smash it, I have something to ask!"

"Sure enough, it's a gang!"

At this time, the young master Si became more and more sure of his guess.

"What are you waiting for, give me a call for him!"

"Zheng ......"

"Don't come here!"

Mu Minghe jerked on his waist, and a soft sword suddenly pierced out, instantly slashing through the thigh of a nurse.

The soft sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and the nursing courtyard didn't check for a while, but it was actually deeply cut out of a crack, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his legs and pants.

"Ah......h

"Brother Wang, tie it up, quickly tie it with a cloth!"

"Look for death!"

"Don't come here!"

"Ah......h

The guards covered their legs and screamed in pain, some people hurriedly bandaged their companions' wounds, and some people clenched their fists and were about to settle accounts with Mu Minghe, but although the person in front of him was weak and weak, his movements were slow, but his skills were extremely skillful.

In an instant, the smell of blood had spread in all directions.

"Okay, very good! Let's go back, don't leave if you have the ability!"

Young Master Si had never seen such a bloody scene, and it was his own people who were injured, he was shocked and angry in his heart at the moment, but seeing that his own people really couldn't occupy the top, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand and led people to retreat, and then went to find helpers.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late!

As long as he is in this city, he doesn't believe that the other party can escape!

Young Master Si hurriedly left with someone, but Mu Minghe turned around and chased after the fortune teller.

In this moment of confusion, the fortune teller had already packed up his things and headed off into the distance. He didn't seem to be walking fast, but in a blink of an eye, he came from the middle of the street to the end of the street.

"Sir, stay!"

Mu Minghe let out an anxious shout, no longer caring about the pain in his body, desperately performing his footwork, chasing after the other party.

The two of them went one after the other, and it didn't take long to get out of this small city, and the fortune teller in front seemed to be deliberately embarrassed by Mu Minghe, and he took a bad road alone, and the speed was also unhurried, and he deliberately fell off the other party.

From the sunrise to the sunset, Mu Minghe's eyes were already black, his steps were difficult to move, and every time he exhaled, there was a hot pain in his throat and eyes.

"Whew...... Whew......"

If it weren't for his obsession, Mu Minghe estimated that he would have fainted to the ground, but at this time, his legs were also like being filled with lead, and he had to exert his strength to feed every step he moved, and his body had reached its limit.

"Would you like something to eat?"

In a daze, the figure in front of him had stopped at some point, and was sitting on a fallen rotten tree and looking at him with a grin.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Mu Minghe was in good spirits, and hurriedly moved a few steps again, and the whole person completely fell in front of the other party.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you want to ask?"

The fortune teller flipped it with one hand, but he didn't see how he moved, and there was already an extra bowl of water in his palm.

"Come, take a sip and moisten your throat. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

Mu Minghe took the bowl with a hoarse voice and drank it all with his head up.

Like a clear flow into his abdomen, the heat in his throat and eyes was easily extinguished in an instant, and even the damage to the meridians in his body and the pain in his body seemed to dissipate most of them.

"This water?"

"There is only one bowl of water, don't think about asking for more. ”

The fortune teller smiled and spoke.

At this time, Mu Minghe had already determined that the person in front of him was by no means idle, and it seemed that in this world, in addition to their heavenly gate, there were other mysterious people hidden and in the shadows.

"This senior, I wonder how you know my identity?"

"Self-calculated!"

"Calculated?"

The fortune teller pointed to the long banner behind him and smiled without saying a word. The banner of the heavenly machine is calculated, and the eight big characters of the heavenly machine are vividly remembered.

Mu Minghe's face was straight, and he hurriedly fell to the ground.

"I hope the seniors will tell you, why is that person like this? The juniors will have the opportunity to take revenge? If they can take revenge, the juniors are willing to pay any price!"

"Get up and speak, get up and speak. ”

The fortune teller flicked it with one hand, and a soft force had gently lifted Mu Minghe up.

This power was different from True Qi, but it also made Mu Minghe unable to refuse.

"It's a long story, do you really want to hear it?"

"I want to listen!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Minghe stood in a daze, holding a leather scroll in his hand, and the fortune teller was nowhere to be seen.

"A month ago, an evil demon from outside the world descended into this world, possessed the human body, and disturbed the order of the world. Possessed people will have all kinds of abilities, and that Wu Batian is one of them. ”

"Extraterrestrial demons?"

"Not bad!"

"Is there a way to tell them out?"

“...... , you want to get rid of them?"

"Shouldn't it?"

After being speechless for a moment, Mu Minghe was worried, but he saw that the fortune teller suddenly smiled mysteriously and praised him.

"Young man, I see that your heavenly court is full, and the earth pavilion is round, and you are a peerless genius that you have not encountered in a thousand years!"

"The seniors have won the prize!"

"It just so happens that I have a volume of demon slaying secret records here, which can automatically perceive nearby demons, and every time you kill an evil demon, this volume can also give you a magical secret method. ”

"Ahh

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The police punish the traitors, and the characters who maintain world peace will be handed over to you! I see that you have a relationship with this secret book, and I will not charge you any money, so I will give it to you for free today!"

"This ......"

The mountain wind blew, and the muddy clothes of the Mumin River hunted in the wind.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses from the shock, clutching the scroll in his hands with both hands, his eyes full of determination.

"Senior, don't worry! I will definitely kill demons and help justice! Let this world get back on track!"