Chapter 952 The sea of ​​clouds is rolling

  This chariot is made of high-quality basswood, with fine steel as its bones. It can withstand strong crossbows and bows, but how can it withstand the puncture of flying swords?

  chi~

   Like a sharp blade piercing through paper, piercing the old woman and the girl in brocade!

  Relentless indifference, like a devil!

   "Ah, ah!"

   Witnessing this scene, the original owner's obsession was completely mad: "Devil, you are a devil!"

   "The devil?"

  Mu Longcheng chewed the screams from the depths of his soul, savoring what was in his heart.

   Ruthless?

   Indifference?

it's not true.

   He just couldn't have even the slightest sympathy with strangers of unknown races in this unknown world.

   "You return my body, you return my body!" Obsession is still roaring and roaring.

"Oh?"

   Mu Longcheng smiled but was indifferent and calm: "Then, I'll give it back to you!"

"what!"

   Accompanied by a miserable howl, Ma Shisan suddenly fell into the mud, severe pain surged from all over his body, and he trembled in pain.

   But what made him incredible was that the devil actually returned his body to himself.

   "For, why?"

   In the severe pain, Ma Shisan couldn't help but have a doubtful thought.

   But in the next instant, his expression changed greatly, he raised his head suddenly, and saw a purple thunder light coming from far away.

   In less than a thousandth of an instant, he felt an indescribable pain.

   The whole body took off at once, and immediately, it was completely smashed into a puree!

At the last moment when   's consciousness was shrouded in absolute darkness, Ma Shisan heard an extremely angry cold drink:

"die!"

  Boom!

   First, there was a sword light breaking through the sky, and then there was the sound of breaking through the sky like a thunderbolt.

   The gust of wind immediately blew up, pressing down dozens of miles of forest and vegetation, and countless pieces of sand, blood, and stumps were blown up and down.

   "My son!"

   In the gust of wind, a middle-aged man wearing a black python robe and a purple-gold crown stepped down from the sky with a mournful face, and swept away the hurricane with long sleeves.

   "Damn, damn!"

   stretched out his hand and hugged his little son who had fallen into the mud and looked unknowingly in his arms. Chen Baxian was extremely distressed and roared like thunder:

   "Wu ***, you dare to kill my son, this is your way to die!!!"

   The suffocating energy is like fire, and the surrounding water vapor evaporates.

   After a few more moments, silhouettes wrapped in sword light came from the sky. Seeing the mud here, all their expressions changed.

   "Master Hou..."

  A purple-faced and long-bearded old man walked out of the crowd, glanced at the messy scene, and said with a solemn expression: "Do you want the old slave to use Taoism to find out?"

   Holding the unconscious child, Chen Baxian nodded gloomily.

  The old man bowed and took out a round mirror the size of a palm. After reciting a few sentences, he stretched out his hand and wiped it from the round mirror.

   In the next instant, light above the circular mirror was projected into the air, reproducing the previous events one by one.

   "Is that the groom?"

  The old man was stunned, and the others were also amazed: "The mere groom, there is such a strange sorcery"

   "There must be an evil demon who borrowed the groom's body to be reborn! Zhou Wenyu, this matter is left to you, be sure to find out the origin of this demon!"

  Chen Baxian took a deep breath and said with murderous aura, "If this marquis is told to know the identity of this demon, he will definitely kill his ancestors and his way!"

   The purple-faced old man was a little embarrassed, but he still bowed to answer: "Yes!"

   "Dominion!"

  Chen Baxian gave the order again, his face gloomy: "I want you to integrate the army, and the Japanese princes will attack Wu!"

   A tall middle-aged man hesitated, but he could only nod his head.

   "Send my son back to the mansion, the Marquis will go to Wu State in person!"

  Chen Baxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fierce light leaked out:

   "Kill my daughter and hurt my son, I want Wujiang to pay it back ten thousand times!"

  …

   Among the 84,000 vassal states in Dayong, Chen state is not outstanding, and its territory, population, and economy are not worthy of praise.

   But that is only relative, in fact, Chen Guo led hundreds of millions of people, and the population exceeded 2 billion.

  Houcheng is located in the fertile soil of 100,000 miles and surrounded by eight waters, which can be described as rich.

  Chenhou's mansion is even more vast and huge, covering an area of ​​several thousand mu.

   There are tens of thousands of servants, maids, and guards just to serve, like a city within a city.

   "It's been seven days, why hasn't the young master woke up yet?"

   "God bless, little master must not have any accident..."

   "Little Master..."

  In the southeast corner of Chenhou Mansion, in a small courtyard, a dozen maids waited anxiously.

   They are all servants who serve Chen Hou's eighteenth son "Chen Xian". If something happens to the master, their status will plummet.

  Although the young master is stupid since childhood, he is a direct descendant. They serve the young master, and their status is considered high among the servants.

  If the young master is gone, I don’t know where to be sent.

   At this time, seeing that the master has been unconscious for seven days, how can you not be uneasy?

  It wasn't until the doctor in the house went out with a surprised look and ordered everyone to boil the medicine, and the maids breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed.

   "One country has one surname, although it is a marquis, in fact, the royal family of Xuanxing in all dynasties is far behind."

   "The 700,000-800,000-year-old dynasty, the solidification of classes has reached an unimaginable level..."

   "This world is very interesting."

  In the house where the fragrance lingered, Mu Longcheng was leaning on the bed halfway, holding a history book and flipping through it from time to time, thoughtfully.

  With his methods, of course, if he wants to kill people, he will not leave such a living room. The reason for this is naturally a purpose.

   He didn't know why he came to this world and possessed a groom, and he didn't know if there was any other reason.

  Because he didn't know, he wouldn't stay in the groom's body, even if he got out of that body, his soul, which he didn't know why, was more and more overwhelmed.

   In retrospect, he thought about something different.

   No matter what he did, as long as he didn't leave the groom's body, he was bound to get into great trouble.

   In the end, a little groom who shows his strength out of thin air will inevitably attract all kinds of doubts.

   Is this a coincidence?

   "But even so, I'm still in trouble..."

   Closing the book, Mu Longcheng's eyes flickered.

   His move was not considered clever, it could even be said to be helpless.

  Because his soul has been severely damaged, it means that he is riddled with holes. This stupid child is the best place for him for the time being.

  It had been a few days since he woke up, and the reason why he pretended to be in a coma was to warm and nourish his fragile soul, and the second was to digest the memories.

  His hypnotic ability has already reached a very high level. Under the interference of the mind, killing people also imprints the memories of those people into his heart.

   These people's memories are, of course, much more abundant and clearer than that of the groom.

   So he knows very well that this world is not simple.

   It can even be said that it is very dangerous.

  …

  The doctor hurried to the front yard, anxiously waiting for the notification, and after being allowed, hurriedly followed into the front hall.

  hoo~

   As soon as he stepped into the front hall, before he could take a closer look, a strong wind was already blowing, with a strong **** aura.

   "You said my son's insanity is cured, and he can read books?"

   Chen Baxian, who only raised his hand to remove his armor, raised his brows and was half-skeptical.

   He has three wives, nine concubines, and forty-three companions, and there are quite a few descendants. However, only the heirs of his main wife are recognized by him.

  Chen Xian is his eighteenth son and the last son of his wife. Unfortunately, he has suffered from delusional disorder since childhood. For thirteen years, he has been in a state of confusion, like a fool.

   This time, he agreed to his daughter's apprenticeship with the 'Xuandu Sect', and he also planned to find medicine for his son.

   "Don't dare to deceive Lord Hou."

  The doctor fell to his knees, trembling.

   Chen Baxian frowned and waved his hand to let him back down to receive the reward.

   "Master Hou, this is a bit of a coincidence..."

  Chen Baxian was silent, but Zhou Wenyu was a little puzzled and whispered, "Will the young master..."

   "Definitely not! My Chen family is blessed by God, how can evil spirits approach?"

  Chen Ba interrupted him with a cold drink before he hesitated: "Do you remember that sloppy old man from thirteen years ago?"

   "Huh? The sloppy old man who came to the Hou residence when the Eighteenth Young Master was born and wanted to accept the Young Master as his apprentice?"

   Zhou Wenyu was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered something:

   "But that old man has no aura of thunder and calamity, and his Taoism is not strong. Besides, wasn't that old man driven out of the mansion by you? The young master suddenly woke up, could it be related to him?"

  The Dayong Dynasty, with the most respected royal family, the most noble princes, and the uncrowned king in their respective fiefs.

   In previous years, there were not a few Taoists and monks who wanted to come to Houfu to deceive them.

  Why does Lord Hou care about such a sloppy old man?

   "That old Taoist is not a kind person... When I drove him out of the house, he once said that my son would be 'unconscious for thirteen years, and once he attains spiritual wisdom, he is the immortal in the cloud of nine heavens'..."

  Chen Baxian's expression was solemn: "I asked him about the inheritance of the dojo, and he smiled without saying a word. I suspect that he came from a wrong way. Therefore, when Xian'er was thirteen, he was sent to Xuandu Sect..."

   "Heaven? Immortal?"

   Chen Wenyu took a deep breath.

  The ten thousand sects of the world, their inheritance mostly comes from the 'heaven and earth', the heavens, the thirty-three layers, the earth, the eighteenth layers.

   According to legend, heaven and earth are the place where the most supreme immortals are in the universe.

  The five-fold formula is immortal!

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   And those people, all of them are the unparalleled powerhouses in the world.

   At this time, he suddenly realized why the lord lord cared so much about this young son, even when he was discussing the Tao with other lords, he would suddenly turn back.

   "Xiandao Miaomiao, I have always only visited immortals to seek Taoism. How could there ever be a well-known sect who came to accept disciples?"

  Chen Ba said first, his expression suddenly changed, he raised his eyebrows suddenly, his eyes were like swords, and he looked into the distance:

"he came!"

"Ok?"

   Almost at the same time, Mu Longcheng, who was resting in the small courtyard, also got up from the bed, opened the window and looked up.

   I saw the clouds rolling like the sea, a yellow dragon head looming, sacred and majestic.

   "This trouble came too soon..."

   Mu Longcheng sighed slightly, raised his hand and kneaded between his eyebrows, a cold light appeared in his eyes:

   "Who is counting on me?"

   (end of this chapter)