The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Where did King Mu hear about it?" Chen Fan ordered Huo Mingxin to open the cell door.

Mu Sen slowly opened his mouth: "Ming Xin told me everything that happened outside. Also, my title has been eliminated. Don't call me King Mu anymore."

Chen Fan glanced at Huo Mingxin and saw that the other party said indifferently: "Wang Mu is a big man. Although he was frustrated for a while, he will eventually get out of trouble. I am just betting."

Immediately afterwards, Huo Mingxin said to Mu Sen: "Mu Wang doesn't know yet, under Chen Houye's efforts, you have been rehabilitated, and you can leave the jail immediately and return to the throne!"

Huo Mingxin's tone became calmer, but Chen Fan knew that the more indifferent the other party's tone, the more excited his heart at this moment.

In his own words, this time he bet, he was right!

Not only took the opportunity to make friends with Chen Fan, but also took care of Mu Sen so well for so many years. Now that Mu Sen is out of trouble, the first person to thank is Huo Mingxin!

Chen Fan took a deep look at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a touch of movement in his eyes.

In this world, not everyone was born with a golden spoon, and some people who are unwilling to be ordinary have been waiting for an opportunity throughout their lives.

Some people waited, and they flew up and flew high, while others couldn't wait, but they had no choice but to survive.

Huo Mingxin is obviously such a person, but today, he waited for his own opportunity!

After all, who can make Chen Fan admire, how can he be a general generation?

After hearing that he was ordinary, Mu Sen did not show the slightest joy on his face. Instead, he asked Chen Fan: "Then Wuhou..."

"Wu Hou has been ordinary with King Mu, and he has been appointed as King Wu and sealed his wife's shadow, but... his old man has not seen this day after all, he has died in a foreign land."

When Chen Fan's words fell, Mu Sen sighed and looked up at a small window in the cell. After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Wuhou, King Wu, all these fame and fortune, for you and me, What's the use? If you walk well, at least you don’t have to feel this cold heart and fame and fortune."

Looking at Mu Sen who was self-satisfied, Chen Fan hesitated for a moment and interjected: "Mu Wang should leave with me. Wan Rong has not been easy for her these years, and is now waiting for you."

As soon as Mu Wanrong mentioned Mu Wanrong, Mu Sen's eyes finally burst into light again, and the feeling of hurting the spring and the autumn gradually faded. It is obviously the power of the family relationship between the father and daughter, which is slowly recovering the king Mu, who was so powerful in the past.

"Yes, I still have Xiao Wanrong. After years of life, I will linger in the jail, and things outside have suffered my Xiao Wanrong!"

"Let's go!" Musson grabbed Chen Fan's arm, his big hand is still strong, and the sadness in his eyes is no longer there, but hope gradually emerges.

In this way, he took Chen Fan's hand and strode out of the prison. Musen looked up at the sky, and said a word after a long time.

"Is the sun in the sky always this big?"

Chen Fan handed Huo Mingxin aside alone, and said, "Who else is in your family?"

"Send a wife to take care of my mother, the eldest daughter is twelve years old, and the youngest is eight years old!"

Huo Mingxin lowered his head and replied respectfully. This time he finally showed a hint of expectation in his tone.

It seems to have seen the day of Feihuang Tengda, right in front of my eyes!