Chapter 1991 Secret Conversation

"Are you so impatient?"

In the void, a figure stepped out at this moment.

Wearing a white long gown, wearing a white cloak, with a touch of golden trim, and a decent piece of soft armor, the visitor has a sense of delicacy amidst his resolute appearance, giving people an amiable feeling.

"Mu Qingyu!"

Seeing the person coming, the young man said calmly.

"I don't like breaking my promise. For him, I have waited for thousands of years, and I am raised by those guys every day. Although it is comfortable, it is also lonely and boring. You should give me your promise!"

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Mu Qingyu's figure smiled and said, "You must let me see how my son is doing now, right?"

"What are you looking at?"

The young man said impatiently: "You are just a clone here now, why are you pretending to be an orangutan?"

"If you're really worried about your son's safety, wouldn't it be fine to just take him out of the human world and into the Xiaoyao Saint Ruins? I think there's nothing wrong with protecting your son with the strength of the Ye family in the Xiaoyao Saint Ruins? After all, that It is the site built by the First God Emperor."

"I don't need you to worry about that!"

Mu Qingyu said again: "Everyone has their own path to go, I will not stop him, just like back then, he wanted to use his avatar to go through nine lives and nine lives!"

"In the end he died..."

The young man said inappropriately: "And it took you 300,000 years of life to cast the three-life reincarnation curse on him!"

"Your words are very unpleasant!"

Mu Qingyu said meaningfully.

"Okay, okay, next, we will proceed as promised, I know what I should do!" the young man said indifferently.

"Give!"

Mu Qingyu waved his palm at this moment, and a piece of copper appeared in the young man's hand.

"I didn't find the Jiuyou Jue you wanted..."

"You didn't believe what you said!" The young man suddenly became angry.

"But I found the Kunpeng Nine Changes!"

"make a deal!"

However, the boy's face changed suddenly, and he directly took the copper piece and fused it into it.

"Not bad, not bad, as expected of Mu Qingyu who is called the Emperor of Man!"

The young man smacked his lips and said, "No wonder that when the first God Emperor left, he didn't want to leave the Xiaoyao Saint Ruins to his sons to take care of them, and wanted to leave them to you!"

"To be honest, Mu Qingyu, if you had stayed in the Xiaoyao Saint Ruins back then, perhaps now, among all races, your name as a human emperor would be more terrifying than the name of the first god emperor."

"Have you said enough?"

Mu Qingyu's tone changed slightly.

"Come on, you precious son, take a good look!"

"One day, when you have a son, you will understand this feeling..." Mu Qingyu didn't argue.

Just looking at the appearance of the young man, he said with a strange expression: "By the way, you are an old thing who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Is it really okay to pretend to be tender like this?"

"I... want you to take care of me!"

The young man snorted and left directly.

"Look at it if you want, but it won't be long before he wakes up!"

"You really don't plan to find a partner?" Mu Qingyu said again.

"I?"

The young man paused for a while, turned his back to Mu Qingyu, and said lonely: "I am the Jiuyou Kunpeng clan, and now I am the only one left, partner? Where should I find it?"

"You can consider human beings..."

"roll!"

The young man scolded: "Mu Qingyu, don't I know how careful you are? Looking for your human race? I want my Kunpeng blood to spread among the human race and strengthen your human race, right?"

"To be honest, you humans are really the most despicable, you have no inheritance, and you steal the power of other people's bloodlines from a powerful race of thousands of races, tsk tsk..."

"After all, the human race is weak, and the secrets in the human world, let alone you are not tempted, we are not strong, I am afraid that when the disaster really strikes, no one can stop it!"

"Come on, you're about to become as virtuous as that Ye Xiaoyao!"

The young man waved his hand and said, "Next time we meet, can you call me by my name? It makes me look like I have no name or surname!"

"Calling your name?"

Mu Qingyu came to his senses and scolded with a smile: "You are dreaming!"

Gradually, the footsteps slowed down, and Mu Qingyu stood in front of Mu Yun.

"Everything is your own choice. If the memory fusion of the seventh generation reaches the realm of the ancestor god, it is really like the rumors. You may be better than me and your grandfather!"

At this moment, the young man stepped forward and left the cliff. Mu Qingyu seemed to be talking to himself, and his voice disappeared with the wind.

Slowly, Mu Qingyu pointed her finger.

At this moment, the entire mountain top seemed to have completely disappeared.

Mu Qingyu's figure in white, with fluttering skirts, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Mu Yun's lying body in front of him, and said, "Guiyi, can we... have a talk?"

hum...

On the surface of Muyun's body, a ray of light flashed out.

"I knew that when Ye Xiaoyao died, how could it be so coincidental that I would fall on Muyun!"

Guiyi's figure appeared, wearing a black black shirt, and a silver hair flashed on both sides of his temples.

It turned out to be a very handsome young man.

Different from the Jiuyou Kunpeng just now, this one in front of me looks very delicate and shy.

"Muyun, mother Ye Yushi, I should have thought of it earlier."

Gui Yi said calmly: "Speak, what do you want to tell me?"

"You need the magic weapon of prehistoric spirit to be able to fully recover, right?"

Mu Qingyu smiled and said: "I have it here, but..."

"I understand, I can't hurt your son!" Gui Yi said naturally, "I think you can rest assured about this, right?"

"Besides, you handed over the map of the blue sky to him, isn't it because you are worried that I will control him?"

"It's not!"

Mu Qingyu said lightly: "He needs to take that step after all, but I can help him now, but later, I can't do anything for him!"

"Okay, okay!"

Gui Yi was a little impatient, and said, "I want to ask you something, have you found any news about Ye Yushi?"

As soon as these words came out, a hint of heartache appeared on Mu Qingyu's calm face.

"Looks like it's gone?"

Normalization is even more impatient.

"I'll do whatever it takes to..."

"OK OK……"

Gui Yi waved his hand and said: "You human beings are the most eloquent, trusting you is worse than trusting myself!"

"The main reason is that things outside are too busy!"

"Busy? Is my wife and children too busy to take care of me?"

Guiyi is dissatisfied.

"I have to do this, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Xiaoyao Saint Ruins..."

"What? Tell me in detail!"

Gui Yi's expression at this moment became ugly for the first time.

"cut!"

At the same time, on the other side, the young man was wearing a black gown, sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking at the other side.

"What are you talking about, and you still want to isolate me from investigation?"

The young man said impatiently: "What's wrong with calling me by my name? The name you humans invented is fundamental. Am I doing as the Romans do?"

"Mo Shushu, what a nice name!"

The young man talked to himself, chattering endlessly...

Time passed by, and on this 100,000-foot high mountain, the geometry of the sun and the moon is unknown.

Gradually, Mu Qingyu removed the barrier around him.

"Finished?"

The young man walked out at this moment and looked at Mu Qingyu.

"Nothing!"

Mu Qingyu said bitterly: "After this time, after reaching the realm of the ancestor god, he will show some abnormalities, I hope you..."

"I understand, I understand!"

The young man laughed and said, "Son of Nine Destinies, this is the second one among all races. I want to know if this guy will go farther than Ye Xiaoyao!"

"Thank you, Mo... Shushu!"

"No need!"

Seeing Mo Shushu's smile, Mu Qingyu's figure flickered and left quietly.

But at this moment, Mo Shushu slapped his head and began to curse.

"He called my name just now. Logically speaking, I should answer, hey, that's right!"

"That's all, I forgot to answer, it's still acceptable for my son to call me Uncle Mo!"

Mo Shushu looked at Muyun's body on the ground, and said, "Smelly boy, you can sleep hard, I just let you sleep here, but you can't!"

After the words fell, the figure of the young man disappeared, and directly turned into a figure of a roc bird with a size of 100 meters, and then rolled up the figure of Muyun and disappeared.

At this moment, Muyun felt that his whole heart began to calm down.

Then, the body's four limbs, eight veins, internal organs, three souls and two souls all gathered towards his heart at this moment.

There, warm power was constantly emitting, rolling his body layer by layer.

Gradually, after the two spirits, the third spirit, at this moment, is slowly growing.

One soul is Tian Chong, the second soul is spiritual wisdom, and the third soul is courage.

Bravery, the soul that condenses the life aura of a warrior.

If the martial artist is seriously injured, as long as the spirit is still there, the speed of recovery will be very fast. If the spirit is not there, then the body of the warrior will be difficult to recover from the wound.

The gradual gathering of spirit is also the cohesion of the warrior's third chakra.

Yuanshen will become more stable.

The most important thing is the improvement of strength and the growth of strength.

Every increase in the soul, the soul of the warrior is a leapfrog improvement.

This is also the most intuitive enhancement!

Gradually, everything dissipated, the heart returned to a gentle beating at this moment, and the body gradually returned to calm.

But then, in my mind, memories flooded in.

Those chaotic and noisy memories about the past can be described as repeated reversals.

Time, I don't know how long it has passed, and the memories of the seventh generation, as well as the experiences and memories of being the shepherd prince, the body, are also rushing forward one after another.

Among them, the knowledge about alchemy, about refining tools, and about formations is like an ocean, drifting here.

Memories are returning like the tide.

"Um?"

Gradually, Muyun felt a little heavy in his head and woke up.

I, lying in a warm room, in my arms, a beautiful figure was lying quietly at this moment, a faint fragrance permeated my nostrils.

"Fairy language..."

"Um?"

Miao Xianyu rubbed her head at this moment, and raised her head, her clear eyes and clean face, because of time, there was a trace of vicissitudes.

The man in front of him is no longer the youthful person he was in Beiyun City, but gives people a solid and honest feeling.

It is a sense of security!

"Husband!"

Miao Xianyu hugged her forward with both hands, her eyes were full of joy.