The next day, when it was dawn, Mu Feng returned to Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain.

After quietly pushing open the yard door, he was about to walk towards the wing where he lives. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, his mother was standing in the living room at some point. She looked sick and looked happy, and was wearing a wool vest that she had only worn on her birthday or New Year's Eve in the past.

Although she had a beautiful hair and was dressed in a simple manner, she looked much better than the aunts in the Mu family after dressing up a little, even without makeup. Her every move was filled with an innate calm and generous atmosphere.

"Mother, it's a cold morning. Why did you get up so early?" Mu Feng quickly met with confusion.

"It's not cold, sleeping too much will be bad for your health!"

Situ Qing smiled and said for the first time that Mu Feng had not returned home all night, he continued: "Feng'er, bathe and change into this blue robe that I personally sewed for you, and go to the same place with me."

Where to go early in the morning?

I also have to take a shower and change my clothes. What happened to my mother today? What happened?

Mu Feng was puzzled, but he pondered for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. He took the robe from his mother's hand and quickly left. He took the clothes, washed his long hair, and then placed it on his head in front of a basin of clear water. Finally, he hung a long sword on his waist and walked out.

The green robe on her body is not a good fabric, but it fits perfectly on her body. The wide sleeves and a clean and tidy robe without wrinkles look elegant and with a strong sense of scholarly spirit. The long sword hanging around her waist adds a sense of heroism and makes people shine.

"Okay, it's getting late, Feng'er, let's go!"

After looking up and down at his son, Situ Qing nodded with satisfaction.

With the help of Mu Feng, he slowly walked out, crossed rockery and forests, and walked through most of the Mu Mansion. Along the way, although he was puzzled, Mu Feng did not ask much, and calmed down and watched the changes.

Reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles!

Although the Poison Sect returned, although it was still so stubborn, the things they believed were never easily shaken; but his impulsive personality became much more restrained without realizing it, and he truly learned to be calm and low-key.

"Feng'er, don't you want to know where your mother wants to take you. Do you get up early in the morning?" Situ Qing asked Mu Feng beside him as he walked.

"If the mother wants to say it, the child will listen. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to ask more questions."

Mu Feng helped his mother and walked forward, "Although he grew up in the Mu Mansion since he was a child, the child seems to have never accompanied his mother to walk carefully in the mansion over the years. Today, let's act like we, mother and son, come out for a walk together!"

"well!"

Looking at Mu Feng who was obviously much more sensible, Situ Qing nodded, took a few steps, and then slowly continued: "Today, my mother will take you to a place, Chaotiantai in the Mu Mansion, and see someone there. When you get there, be careful, and don't be as impulsive as before."

Heading to the rooftop?

Mu Feng was shocked, and after responding softly, he paused slightly and continued to move forward.

The towering tower of Chaotian has always been a sacred existence among the disciples of the Mu Mansion. Although I don’t know why my mother took her there early in the morning, looking at her expression, it shouldn’t be a bad thing.

"By the way, some time ago, Lord Sin Nu asked someone to send a message, and he took the third grade to go out for training. Maybe it will take a long time to come back, so that you don't worry about the third grade." After seeing the guard of the Mu Mansion from afar, Situ Qing suddenly stopped and remembered the words of Sin Nu.

"Okay, I get it."

Mu Feng nodded and said nothing.

After suffering a heavy blow, the third junior high school who lost his arms was ashamed, and then suddenly asked to learn from his master and pursue powerful strength. The sinner's strength was unfathomable, and being able to worship him as his master was also considered a lucky third junior high school. Not to mention anything else, as long as you walk out of the shadow of the massacre, Mu Feng would breathe a sigh of relief.

"The head of my hometown has an order, please let me!"

When they saw the figures of the two people from afar, the guards of the Mu Mansion Heaven and Earth bowed and bowed respectfully. On the one hand, it was because of the orders of the head of the hometown, and on the other hand, it was also because of Mu Feng, the scholar Jianning.

The owner of the hometown?

Mu Feng frowned, remembering the owner of his hometown who was disguised as a coachman and blind all the way, and remembering a conversation with him. Looking at his mother with joy beside him, the doubts in his heart couldn't help but grow bigger and bigger, wondering what was going on.

The road is ruthless!

With his understanding of people like his hometown, he was so kind that he could do whatever he wanted for the benefit of the family. Since he made it clear that Mu Tie was the most suitable candidate on the same day, there would never be any change and would definitely not be shaken by anyone's suggestions or begging.

Since we have to do our best to cultivate Mu Tie, the pride of heaven, and today we have made an appointment with our mother and son, what is the old guy’s idea?

Mu Feng secretly guessed, looking at the mother beside him, then looking at the guards getting closer and closer. He still swallowed his words when his mouth moved, and did not ask any more questions.

"No gifts, get up!"

Situ Qing nodded, and under the eyes of the guards, Mu Feng crossed the mountain gate with doubt and stepped into the Mu Mansion world hidden among the numerous prohibitions. Suddenly, the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards him. Compared with the outside, the concentration was countless times stronger. The air was fresh, and I felt refreshed when I took a breath.

"The world of Mu Mansion, one mountain and another high mountain, this is the real Mu Mansion!"

Looking up at the majestic rivers and mountains in the Mu Mansion, Situ Qing murmured to himself, as if he was sighing, and as if he was warning Mu Feng beside him.

The rooftop tower was towering into the clouds, and it was difficult to move forward. Later, Mu Feng simply bent down and carried his weak mother, walking as fast as flying, passing by the ground like a cheetah. For more than an hour, he finally arrived at the rooftop lingering in the clouds. The group had been waiting for a long time.

In addition to the head of his hometown, the white-clothed master and disciple Mu Wuyan was present, and the strange elf Mu Qingzhu sat next to Mu Qingling.

On the edge of the cliff surrounded by clouds, an old man with a gray beard sat cross-legged. He had a wide nose and wide mouth, his eyes were as strong as a torch, and his power was not reduced when he was angry. Compared with the head of his hometown, his power was not diminished at all, giving people a mountain-like pressure. Seeing Mu Feng's figure, he didn't speak, and his eyes swept over faintly. In an instant, Mu Feng felt his limbs stiff and numb, and his body was cold and cold, as if there was no secret at all.

Expert!

Mu Feng violently swelled the blood and energy in his body, forcibly continued to lift his legs and walked forward. On the surface, he tried to calm down, but was shocked. The old man with gray beard was unfathomable, and even compared with the terrifying ghost mother, he seemed to be incomparable. He was even better!

A scream of "Huh" came from my ear, like a thorn in the back, and there seemed to be a lot of figures in the depths of the clouds and mist, and they all looked at each other.
Chapter completed!