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Chapter 1281 Wu Mu!(1/2)

Yushan.

There were hundreds of people, and at this moment, they were in the place where Yan Feng fought with the Yinhe Sect Master.

Some people even sit cross-legged here.

Use your own inspiration to feel the residual fluctuations in this world, and hope to understand something from it.

After all... this is also possible.

Because two months ago, there was a person who meditated here for three days and three nights and successfully broke through his bottleneck.

Since then, Yushan has become popular all of a sudden.

There was one person in the crowd.

North Gate Water Lotus.

At this moment, the water lotus in the North Gate finally arrived at this Jade Mountain in three months.

But…

But she was confused.

She suddenly didn't know what the purpose of coming here was to struggle with all this.

See him for the last time?

But... he has long disappeared.

Whether it's dead or alive... I don't know.

And death, now seems more likely.

Along the way, the chat of the genius boy and the leader of Yinhe dying together had already spread throughout the city with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

I don’t know how much I heard from the North Gate Shui Lian.

Even the little bit of hope that was left before was wiped out bit by bit under these many rumors.

"Maybe...you are really dead."

Beimen Shuilian looked at the open space and muttered to himself...

The body slowly turned back.

And the moment of turning!

A person, in front of her.

Beimen Shuili lowered her head, not knowing who it was, but just subconsciously wanted to go around.

"How did you become like this?"

Yan Feng's voice fell into the ears of Beimen Shui Lian.

It was also the moment when this sound appeared, the entire Yushan Mountain, everything, including the other monks who observed it, seemed to be still and motionless.

North Gate Water Lotus…

When I heard this sound, my whole body was stunned.

The eyes were red and red in an instant.

Tears...springed out of their eyes.

As if he had been plucked up his courage, Beimen Shui Lian suddenly raised her head.

That face, indeed...it's that face!

With a wow, Beimen Shuilian was in pain.

He hugged Yan Feng directly and burst into tears.

The pain, inner torture, and torture of the journey all turned into tears and rushed out at this moment.

Yan Feng was hugged by the North Gate Shui Lian.

He was slightly stunned. He didn't know what happened to the North Gate Water Lotus and why it turned out like this again.

From the body of Beimen Shui Lian, he did not notice any fluctuations in his cultivation level.

In other words, the North Gate Shuilian is a mortal.

How could a family member of a northern family be a mortal?

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Yan Feng's eyebrows were furrowed...

But Beimen Shuilian just cried in her arms.

No matter how you ask, you don't speak.

With a wave of his hand, Yan Feng and Beimen Shui Lian disappeared.

Just as the two left, everything that was originally still returned to the previous noisy scene.

Land of the sky.

Mu Zhibai looked in front of him and Yan Feng's figure appeared.

At the same time, there was another person, a woman, Beimen Shuilian.

"Can you hurry?"

Mu Zhibai glanced at the North Gate Water Lotus and said lightly.

Yan Feng still frowned and nodded.

Then, the two broke through the air again, of course, Yan Feng took the North Gate Shui Lian.

After all, the water lotus in the North Gate is already a mortal and cannot move in the air.

Luoshui City, the North Gate God Palace.

At this moment, the main palace of the Palace.

There are a total of hundreds of people, all of them are gods, and they have almost occupied most of the power of the Beimen family.

In addition to the people from the Beimen family, there are other people.

People from the Wu clan.

There is a handsome young man sitting on the seat, and all over him are the gods of the Wu clan.

This young man, named Wu Mu, is the absolute genius of the Wu clan.

Now his cultivation level is even more than half a step in the Divine Lord. Many people speculate that as long as Wu Mu enters the Divine Lord's realm, he may be able to instantly squeeze into the top ten of the Wu clan.

After dozens of epochs, there will definitely be further progress and will become the pillar-like existence of the Wu clan.

This time, the Wu clan sent as many as ten people to the divine Lord who escorted him.

Ten gods escort a future generation, which is really rare.

"The head of the Beimen family has been more than two months now. What is the engagement between you and me? I would like to ask the head of the family to give you an accurate statement."

The place with a high seat in this hall is Beimenlie.

"No need to worry. The engagement between you and me is a matter of early determination. The Beimen clan will definitely not go back on his word."

Beimen Lie laughed loudly at this moment.

As soon as these words came out, the divine master of the Wu clan who spoke was not good enough to continue to say more, so he could only laugh.

Then he raised the wine in front of the stage and toasted to Beimenlie.

The banquet continues.

If you have the intention to drink wine at this banquet, you may be Wu Mu.

Wu Mu is a peerless genius of the Wu clan.

He has a bad background, but he is a sub-class among the Wu clan's side-classes and has been suppressed since childhood.

But half an era ago, his cultivation level soared as if he had cheated.

In the competition among the clan, the former geniuses in the clan were defeated one after another, and the geniuses they beat were not qualified to carry shoes to him.

Since then, it has become famous throughout the Wu clan.

even…

Wu Moran, the great master of the Wu clan, personally measured Wu Mu's bloodline.

The conclusions drawn... alarmed everyone even more.

Wu Mu's bloodline concentration reached an astonishing ninth level!

In order to better distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the children, the family of Gods is generally distinguished by the concentration of the inherited family bloodline.

From first order to tenth order.

One is the lowest and ten is the highest.
To be continued...
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