The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Wu Youde left with Jianxin. Chen Fan and Mu Yunhai stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking into the sky, gradually turning into a flying spirit boat with black spots.

"You could have left with them, why do you want to accompany this old man on my adventure here?"

Mu Yunhai said faintly, a touch of wiseness appeared in his eyes.

Chen Fan shook his head and gave a bitter smile, then glanced at Mu Yunhai and said, "Nothing can be hidden from Master's Dharma Eye."

Mu Yunhai laughed when he heard the words: "You little slippery, how dare I call myself wise in front of you? Your plan is intertwined. While protecting yourself, you are also trying to test that Huo Mingxin. I’m afraid that Zhuge Wuhou would be ashamed of such methods for the people hidden in Beijing!"

As soon as Mu Yunhai said this, Chen Fan continued to laugh bitterly. He was also forced to do so.

The master and apprentice chatted for a while, and Mu Yunhai thought about tomorrow's affairs, and he couldn't help but sighed: "This matter has been delayed for so long, presumably you have noticed it, this time I don't want to delay it anymore. , No matter what price you pay, you must kill Gu Yongnian!"

Chen Fan groaned and didn't speak. In fact, he thought of this and didn't leave with Wu Youde.

If everyone flees together in the dark, there is still a great chance of fleeing safely.

But Chen Fan knew that Mu Yunhai would definitely not leave, and the vengeance of killing his wife and child was not shared. Think about it from another perspective, even Chen Fan might do it.

Although Mu Yunhai has never had the time or ability to teach Chen Fan anything, the grace of knowing and encountering will never be forgotten.

So how could he watch Mu Yunhai commit the danger alone by himself?

After all, isn’t this sentiment between master and apprentice also where the love lies?

The two of them looked at the distance under the stars for a long time. Feeling the atmosphere at this moment, Chen Fan suddenly thought of the song of Yi Shui that had been widely spread in previous lives.

He just listened to him involuntarily chanting: "The wind is sluggish, and Yi Shuihan. The strong man is gone...no more!"

As soon as he said this, Mu Yunhai immediately revealed a touch of surprise in his eyes, and he kept muttering to himself aftertaste. He only felt that every time he chanted this song of Yishui, he would get a different answer, and even the feelings and thoughts revealed in it. It coincides with this moment unexpectedly.

But after thinking about it carefully, Mu Yunhai frowned again and said, "I still think something is wrong with the last sentence."

"'No more' sounds a bit sad, but I want to kill Gu Yongnian and leave my life to live in seclusion forever in a beautiful valley. This is also your wife’s wish back then. I must have it in my life. Help her finish!"

After that, Mu Yunhai muttered to himself, and modified this Yi Shui song in his own way.

"The wind is bleak, Yi Shuihan, the strong man kills the enemy...return home!"

After all, Mu Yunhai tasted it for a moment, and tweeted his mouth. Although there is no rhyme, the meaning is very good and wonderful. He couldn't help but laughed: "It's really a good word. How can you be without wine in this situation?"

After that, Mu Yunhai took out a wine gourd from the storage bag, took off the lid, raised his head and took a sip, and then handed the gourd to Chen Fan.

A pair of masters and apprentices, who were in the palace of the sun-burning slaves, drank to the moon and sang loudly when the storm was about to come.

Tomorrow will eventually come, and those who deserve to be killed must be killed, and revenge must be avenged!

Everything should be so...