Chapter 496: Lord of the Sword Pavilion, Mu Xiongcai (1/2)
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”Little brother, are you okay?”
”Ok?”
Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared behind him, Chu Chen couldn't help but look surprised, but he couldn't find anyone approaching.
”What? Did I bother you?” The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his gentle eyes revealing the inherent majesty.
Chu Hen shook his head and smiled apologetically.
”Sorry, senior, I just passed here by accident ...”
Chu Chen knew that anyone in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion had a reverence and awe for the sword ancestor sculpture. It was not polite to watch under the sculpture in the middle of the night.
The middle-aged man waved his hand. ”Anyway, you're Chu Chu, right?”
”Yes!” Chu Hen nodded.
”I have heard of your deeds. Since the dynasty of the Holy Star, I have experienced so many ups and downs at a young age, and it has really made us all alive for half a lifetime ...”
Chu Hen shook his head with a slight smile, ”Let the senior laugh, and dare to ask which elder of Jiange is the senior?”
The man smiled, ”It's only a first-order idler. Occasionally, I saw you didn't move in the second half of the sword ancestor sculpture, and you were a little curious ...” Immediately, the man turned his eyes to the sculpture in front of him. Did something happen to the little brother just now? ”
A trace of confusion flashed in Chu Hen's eyes, and he replied slightly blankly, ”I don't know, it seems that this sculpture contains a special power.”
”Oh? What power?”
”It can't be said, it's powerful, but it's dangerous ...”
When thinking of the state of mind just now, Chu Hen was inexplicably disturbed.
I don't know why, the hatred and anger that have been accumulated in my heart seems to have erupted in an instant, and infinitely enlarged, the urge to kill the Quartet.
The middle-aged man patted Chu Shen's shoulder gently, and smiled gently, ”Maybe you are too tired! Go back and rest!”
Chu Hen nodded, and did not do more entanglement on this issue.
”Farewell, senior!”
”Go!”
...
Immediately after, Chu Hen left Jianfeng Square.
Looking at the other person's back disappearing into the night, the middle-aged man's eyebrows were a little admired. He knew almost everything about the young man's deeds.
It is indeed commendable for a teenager who has emerged from a dynasty to reach such a height in such a short period of time.
Then the middle-aged man turned his gaze and looked in the other direction.
”Fenger, come out! Don't hide ...”
First there was a brief silence, and then there was a steady footstep, and a young figure came to this side from far to near.
This person is not someone else, it is the young master Mu Feng.
Up and down the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, Mu Feng can be called 'Fenger'. Only one person ... that is the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, Mu Xiongcai!
When the father and the son met, there was no relief, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
This embarrassment originated from Mu Feng, who was a little uncomfortable in front of this man called ‘Father’.
”It's so late, haven't you rested yet?” Mu Xiong said.
”It's your bird business?” Mu Feng replied.
Muxiong frowned slightly. ”Can't you talk to me better?”
”What's wrong? You still want to chop off my three ribs? Come on, you better chop me to death, save you annoyance.”
Mu Feng opened her posture and pointed to her chest.
Mu Xiong just let out a sigh of relief, his eyes faintly guilty.
Now that I think about it, it was a bit heavy at first.
”Lao Tzu went back to bed, you can do it yourself ...” Mu Feng replied lazily, turning to leave.
”Wait!”
”what happened again?”
Mu Xiong thought for a moment, his hesitation flashed, and then said, ”Some things I wanted to wait for the end of the” Sword Ceremony ”before telling you, now that you are here, let me tell you!”
Listening to the other person's tone seemed a bit wrong, Mu Feng stopped and turned around.
”Come on, I'm in a hurry!”
Mu Xiong pointed at the sword ancestor sculpture next to him and said, ”Who do you know who this is?”