Shamanism kills the god

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The cold wind howled, blowing on the face like a knife stinging.

The wind in the mountains is already strong, and at night, the wind becomes even colder.The sky was as dark as it was dark, and it became dark in the blink of an eye, and the moonlight was hazy.Looking back, the lonely inn under the hidden sword peak turned into a small black spot, getting farther and farther away.

"My lord, don't you find it strange that a deaf and dumb old woman lives there alone in the wilderness?"

After leaving the inn, Ghost Servant Chusan finally expressed his doubts. [

Although there was no sign of poisoning, nor was he being followed, but he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he felt that the old woman in the inn was weird.There are very few business travelers here, why would a deaf and dumb old woman in her dying years live here?Without business, what does she eat and how does she live on?

Also, if a person in the barren mountains lives here alone, she won't worry about encountering wolves, tigers, or leopards, or robbers who rob houses?

"Normal, there are so many things in the world. Everyone has their own secrets and their own lives. As long as the other party is not a heinous person and has no conflict with us, why bother who the other party is?"

Mu Feng's face was calm, he didn't take the words of the junior three seriously, and gradually quickened his pace, skimming across the wilderness.

We have seen a lot of strong winds and waves, and many things will naturally come to us.

He had already noticed the abnormality of the old woman, but he just didn't care about it.I don't want to ask questions, and I don't want to disturb the peace of others.When he returned to this humble inn, the only thing he cared about was the cup of fragrant camellia, and the feeling of déjà vu was still lingering.

"It's the adults who really understand this world, and have been educated in the third year of junior high school!"

Chu San swelled the true energy in his body, and followed Mu Feng closely.

At this moment, he truly realized the gap between himself and Mu Feng, the sage of the era; the biggest gap between the two sides was not in absolute strength, but in state of mind.Also at the peak of the Realm Reality, Mu Feng's state of mind is far from that of an ordinary Realmist Realm master. This requires talent, and even more arduous training and tempering.

Born with many talents, familiar with the past and present, with quick wit and quick thinking, he is often powerless; however, once he embarks on the road of cultivation, in terms of potential and achievements, he is far superior to ordinary practitioners!

For Mu Feng, a former poor student, the third year of junior high school has achieved the strengths of reading people.

"No, if I really understood this world, maybe I wouldn't be here today. I'm still far, far away from that realm! Third grade, let's go!"

Mu Feng sighed and accelerated again. The speed of the two became faster and faster, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.Unconsciously, in the lonely hidden sword inn behind him, a pair of cloudy eyes have been silently watching them go away.

The deaf and dumb, hunched old woman straightened her back at some point.Standing motionless, only a line of muddy tears dripped down his face.Behind him, at some point, a woman in white appeared and slowly walked out of the darkness.Tall and slender, with a beauty mole on her chin, she was none other than Murong Xue, known as the Little Witch.

"Hey, Shuang'er, why are you bothering?"

Murong Xue walked slowly to the side, looked at the mountains shrouded in night in the distance, and sighed, "You have waited here for so long, didn't you just wait for Mu Feng to see him again? Now, Mu Feng is coming In front of him, he returned to the Poison Sect from the East China Sea not far away, just to meet you, why don't you meet him face to face?"

"Acquaintance in person?"

Shuang'er suddenly covered her face with her hands, tears poured down like rain, "I am like this now, what face do I have to meet Mu Feng, and how can I meet people?"

"Shuang'er, do you still hate my mother?" Murong Xue asked suddenly. [

Looking at the painful Jing Shuang, she felt uncomfortable for a while.To use one's youthful appearance in exchange for the peerless supernatural powers of the Poison Sect, this is the fate of the successors of the Poison Sect!

I'm okay, I resisted desperately, so I didn't get so serious that I was disfigured.However, Jing Shuang, who was placed high hopes by her mother Murong Bi, was not so lucky.The once heavenly fragrance and the once sweet voice have all become memories.What is even more painful is that I have become neither a human nor a ghost, but my sweetheart has the same demeanor, even more handsome, how can I face it?

The heir of the Poison Sect is destined to stay away from the world and spend his whole life in a remote corner of the world!

Murong Xue suddenly remembered a curse from the Poison Sect since ancient times.Thinking of Mu Feng, who is now so powerful and famous all over the world, feels even more uncomfortable.

Jing Shuang can cry out even if she feels pain in her heart, even if she can never see Mu Feng again, at least the two of them once loved and spent a sweet time together, what about herself?

Ever since she sneaked into the Jiangling General's Mansion and failed to steal the soldier talisman, was rescued by Mu Feng, and returned to the Poison Sect, Murong Xue, known as the Little Witch, has completely changed. Man, never been happier.

"All of this is done voluntarily and voluntarily by me. The Poisonous Heart Sutra is also cultivated by me voluntarily. It has nothing to do with the suzerain. A long time ago, when I was still in the back mountain of Mu Mansion and before I left for the Poison Sect, I I have already foreseen such a day. Fish and bear's paw, you can't have both. If you get something, you will naturally lose something else. Well, after waiting for so long, this day is finally here. My wish is fulfilled. Snow Son, let's go!"

Jing Shuang took out a big, wide bamboo hat and put it on her head, she jumped out of it, and flew to the courtyard where the cold wind was howling outside.His movements are quick, how can he look like he is dying?There is obviously no fluctuation of true energy in the body, and the speed is not inferior to that of the third year of the ghost servant, even much stronger.

"Let's go, the chaos is here, and it's time for us to leave!"

Murong Xue's body was light, and she flew to stand behind Jing Shuang.

As soon as the words fell, the latter flicked his fingers in the air, and the oil lamp in the inn fell to the ground with a snap, and the lamp oil splashed on the surrounding tables and chairs.The next moment, the dilapidated inn was on fire.

"The past life is a memory;

This life is an empty dream;

Brother Mufeng, farewell! "

Seeing the inn engulfed by raging flames, Jing Shuang burst into tears.I remembered the scene when I passed by here with Mu Feng back then, and I remembered the experience of the two of them relying on each other, trekking all the way through mountains and rivers, and breaking out of the siege under the heavy ambushes of the blind master Bi Luotian and Xianjianmen Ren Pingsheng.

Fate is changeable, that's how to play tricks on people.The two clearly cared about each other, but they didn't know each other when they met, they couldn't recognize each other, and passed by.From then on, the world is far apart, and there is a possibility of meeting again.

"Let's go!"

Jing Shuang glanced at the direction in which Mu Feng disappeared, wiped away the tears on her face, and resolutely turned and left.In a blink of an eye, he was a hundred meters away, and disappeared with Murong Xue in the blink of an eye, far away from the place where he had been waiting for a long time.

[Author's digression]: I have something to go out tomorrow, so I will update it in advance.If I can come back in time tomorrow, can I add another chapter!