Chapter 407 Wind and Rain

Long-cherished or ideal.

Some people say that ideal is the direction of life, which is true. On this road, Mu Yuze has paid blood and tears, love and sacrifice, but he has always come to this point.

At your fingertips, the ideal is close at hand, and those bitterness and sweat seem to be the clouds of the past.

Just like the fallen leaves flowing through the stream, they drifted and finally came to an end, and the fallen leaves returned to their roots.

Feed the emotions on Mu Yuze's body, and the eyes in the dynasty became deeper and deeper. Everyone had ideals, and he was no exception.

"Time has become a thing of the past. What is your request? I will try my best to help you complete it." The dynasty carried its hands on its back and made a promise.

The scene was in an uproar, and the situation that seemed a little quiet because of repelling the enemy became boiling again.

"It is said that Mu Yuze has broken ten thousand methods to a profound realm. He is a re-chuan disciple of the dynasty. Now it seems that this is true." He Yi of the Shadow Hall looked at this scene quietly. In the repeated confrontations with Mu Yuze, he did not gain any favor. It can be said that he was almost played with by a young man who was countless times weaker than himself. What annoys him more was that this person did not seem to have any inheritance and practiced until today. It's just relying on one's own strength.

An unknown person without sect and no * has come to this day step by step, and it is difficult to accept this kind of thing to defeat him with both intelligence and force.

But if Mu Yuze is a direct disciple of the dynasty, everything will be solved. Although the dynasty is a person who dominates the world, his knowledge, cultivation and experience have long surpassed everything. Just one person will not be weaker than any detached force in the world, and how can his disciples be ordinary?

Let's talk about the sword heart, a young hero, who oppresses the talents of the five fields. His cultivation and his strength are invincible. Even if Tianyu shakes the light, it can't be said that it is more stable than the sword heart. What's more terrible is that the sword heart's understanding surpasses anyone else, which is an indisputable fact.

First of all, let's talk about the unrivaled learning of Qingpingle, which can almost be tied with the immortal scriptures of the ancient gods. Mu Yuze has only practiced the remnants. A prototype is to benefit for life. It can be said that Mu Yuze can reach this point today and has an inseparable relationship with Qingpingle.

This is like education. Some people say that genius is natural. This is a fallacy. How can a person grow up without a point of development and an environment? It was Qingpingle who brought Mu Yuze to the road of practice, making his knowledge as open as the ocean and his heart was vast.

A prototype is more difficult than to cultivate it.

And it is said that the heart of the sword has a set of supreme sword formula that shocks the world and tears ghosts and gods. It is said that this is a set of swordsmanship that is dedicated to facing the vast sea of Beiming, enlightenment, truth and life. This set of swordsmanships has pioneered a genre and stepped out of another system of practice.

The lesson of the past, the teacher of the future, and the practitioner who is detached from the secular world like the sword heart, it is not surprising that a twilight rain will appear again.

However, he did not know that everything that Mu Yuze came out of was from himself, from his understanding of the world, and had been deeply aware of the Taoist gods. If he knew all this, he was afraid that he would kill Mu Yuze by any means, which was almost the biggest hidden danger in the Shadow Hall.

"Save her!" Mu Yuze waved her arm, and a flawless coffin appeared in the void. She could see a beautiful woman lying peacefully in the coffin, wearing a white feather coat. She was not as beautiful as ice, and she could only be regarded as a small jasper woman, but there were tears in Mu Yuze's eyes.

The dynasty took a deep look at Mu Yuze and said indifferently, "You should know that she is dead."

"Yes, it was the Thousand Sword Demon Emperor who killed him in the Shadow Hall." The evening rain answered.

The dynasty raised its head and waved its hand: "Since she is dead, the fallen leaves have returned to the root. Even if God comes, she is powerless to return to heaven."

Suddenly, the right hand of the dynasty pressed fiercely on Mu Yuze's shoulder and shouted, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. You must know these."

The wind, the desolate wind blew through the wilderness. In the early spring sunshine, the yellow leaves flew all over the sky. The young man stopped in place like this. There was no expression on his face. He seemed to have turned into a statue. He could not move, could not say, could only feel everything in the outside world, and could not give others to feel it.

"How could this be? Brother Mu didn't say that Elder Wang had the means to break this situation. Why was it like this?" Ouyang felt that his heart seemed to be getting cold, as cold as ice. He knew what the woman meant to Mu Yuze, not only feelings, but also an irreparable guilt.

Emotions make the frozen heart of the evening rain slowly melt. Her existence is a kind of sunshine. When this ray of sunshine is lost for herself, it is a heartbreaking pain.

Duanmu Junxi also feels confused about this scene. A silent person, Mu Yuze is undoubtedly right for these four words. A silent person, his heart will not be easily opened for others, and when his heart is open, it must be extremely affectionate.

"Actually, Brother Mu has already met something. I hope he can get out of this blow."

"I can't..." It took a long time before he slowly spit out two words.

Such an expression makes people feel sad. Although his expression has not changed, Mu Yuze's body seems to have lost a kind of agility, just like a sword and a sword spirit.

"Can't you do it after all?" Mu Yuze stood in the air without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking and lost everything. It should be sad and sad, but he showed calmness.

Calm, this is terrible.

"Brother Mu..." Duanmu Junxi wanted to say something, but Mu Yuze had raised his hand to stop him.

Mu Yuze lowered his head and whispered, "Let me be alone."

Silent does not relieve pain, and it will make people more painful.

But he still had no choice but to leave one by one and watch the once shining star fall.

"Qianying, tell me what's going on." He Yiqing was surprised to see such a change in Mu Yuze. He didn't expect that there would be such a blow that could make this tough young man like a green pine fall.

Qianying smiled deeply and jokingly said, "It is said that that woman is Mu Yuze's confidant. In fact, if it hadn't been for him, Mu Yuze would not have formed such a beam with the Shadow Hall. At that time, the owner of Qianjian Hall was intent on killing Mu Yuze. It was indeed this woman named Yan Mengjie who blocked the must-kill blow for Mu Yuze and died. Life, and an affectionate person like Mu Yuze naturally values feelings more than anything else.

"So it is." He Yiqing pulled out a deep smile. Naturally, he knew the sound of Qianying's words. As long as he said three points to people like them, the other party naturally knew the three flavors and saw the other seven points. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid someone told the Mu Yuze Dynasty that it could save Yan Mengjie's life, so Muyu Ze is afraid to improve his cultivation at all costs and gradually reaches the level of being able to compete with Duanmu Junxi and others. I'm afraid this is the light in his heart, a light of hope. What does it mean when this light goes out?

"If Mu Yuchao knew that this woman could not turn around from the beginning, I'm afraid Mu Yuze would take the destruction of the Shadow Hall as his mission, and now it's really wonderful. Mu Yuze has been abandoned." Without any effort, it solved such a terrible enemy, and the heart of He Yiqing was indeed a burst of relief.

"Twilight rain, it's useless." The bloody eyes were full of disappointment. The young man who even shocked him was knocked down by this word, and could not be regarded as his enemy was not worth paying attention to.

Wind and rain...