Fairyland, big problem

The situation returned to the normal banquet atmosphere, and the previous twists and turns were rather interesting episodes.

Mu Chutian was holding a goblet with light golden champagne inside.

Seeing him coming straight, Wen Jiu waved his hand, "You don't need to apologize to me, there is nothing to lose."

"I didn't come to apologize to you."

Mu Chutian lowered his voice and approached, "We are all descendants of the aristocratic family, and it is tacit understanding that you should also solve Feipeng Pass with the support of the masters at home, right?"

"Ah? What?"

"Everyone has vanity, it's understandable."

A smile hung on Mu Chutian's face, "If I lose to you today, I will fight back with great achievements in the future. That is not a gimmick with a family aura, but a solid strength."

"I..." Wen Jiu was full of question marks.

Just now, the evaluation score of this guy was pulled back to the passing line, and now he is about to deduct it again.

Mu Chutian made it clear, and then looked at Baili Zigui who had just transferred to another place, and he was even more convinced that Wen Jiu's family background was extraordinary.

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the aura of your sword, the certification of several seniors, and the guidance of Miss Mu, I would have thought yours was a fake."

"Hey, are you so thick-skinned?"

"How do you talk?"

Mu Chutian wasn't too angry, he thought Wen Jiu's mission was to obtain some direct descendants who had experienced meritorious deeds under the care of the family's masters.

"Because, the saber you are holding is still a 'turbid weapon', and it hasn't cleared the evil psionic energy. Logically speaking, it should have some protection from evil magic."

This is a bit interesting.

For example, in Xianxia fantasy novels, if one's magic weapon is recognized as the owner, other people's forcible use may trigger some kind of forbidden counterattack.

To give a clear example, it is equivalent to failing to enter the lock screen password for many times, the mobile phone is automatically locked, and only the emergency number can be called.

Wen Jiu defeated Marshal Feipeng head-on, but he really didn't find any magic traps on this high-end 'turbid weapon'.

"Do you have the treasured sword you got?"

"of course.

"

Mu Chutian described that at that time he wanted to open the wooden box, so-called to get the spoils by himself.

Fortunately, the old seniors of the Tianmu family around him reminded me that something was wrong. The more important things are, the harder it is to obtain them.

Changed to the old-timer to open the box.

In an instant, twisted blue-black mist spewed out.

"You don't know, it's not the mist in its natural state, but a sorcerous shape drawn with a brush, with spiritual attacks."

Hearing this, Wen Jiu immediately cheered up, "Blue-black mist?!"

"Eh? What, you know it too."

Mu Chutian looked like he wanted to open Wen Jiu's eyes and regain his face, but he was immediately disappointed.

Wen Jiu thought for a while.

The big lizard has a blue-black mist, and the bracelet of the flying butterfly has a blue-black mist.

Then, for an important item like the Royal Saber, which is not needed after eating evil things, it is reasonable to use the blue-black mist to protect it.

"You...you purified the sword?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see it, it was transformed into spiritual equipment, otherwise how could I give it to Patriarch Mu."

"Hey."

Wen Jiu was greatly disappointed. He thought that there was a real sample that could be used for research, but he didn't expect the last clue to be given to him by his flamboyant disciple.

"Wen Jiu." Mu Chutian raised his fist, "I am 23 years old this year. I broke through to the moon-level strength a year ago. Let's decide the victory in battle in another day."

Wen Jiu glanced at the other party angrily.

We really don't have any family masters covering us here.

After regrouping, Mu Chutian clung to Mu Fengshuang again, inevitably being ridiculed by Han Qu several times, but he still did not back down, and his pursuit was quite firm.

Turning around, he glanced at Wen Jiu with warning eyes.

Presumably because Mu Fengshuang's little secretary was by his side, Mu Chutian regarded Wen Jiu as a rival in love.

On the other side, Phoenix Flower toasted from a distance, which was a toast from a distance.

Wen Jiu picked up the juice and responded, he should really thank her.

Previously, he only wanted to expose Mu Chutian's lies, and forgot that there were ordinary people among the guests, and the evil spirit energy on the sword would even hurt the low-level soothers.

There are many masters present, it is always Phoenix Flower who goes first.

"Thank you." Wen Jiu lip-synced.

"You're welcome."

The Phoenix Flower responded with the same mouth shape, blinked, and showed a slightly hot smile, then left the royal guards and entered the inner hall alone.

The Mu family master ate, drank and chatted with the VIPs in the inner hall, and the big banquet hall outside also entered the normal free communication session.

In a little while, the dance floor will also open.

"Wen Jiu, you kid is serious!"

Mu Shenzhou, who was laughed out loud by his colleagues, finally returned in embarrassment.

It was refreshing to see him look slightly embarrassed.

"Teacher Mu, I told you, but you don't believe me."

"Really... No one will believe me if I tell anyone."

"Back when I mentioned Bone Dragon, you still said that 'Bone Dragon Yu' might be involved because it was me!"

"That's different. You can involve the evil god, but Marshal Feipeng can't reach that position."

"Nonsense."

With the previous scene where the knife was revealed, Mu Shenzhou knew that Wen Jiu said on the phone that it was true that he wanted to send the battle back to the tomb of Marshal Feipeng.

"Let's talk about it later, or do you have other girls you want to flirt with?"

Mu Shenzhou originally asked Wen Jiu to go to the residence to have a chat.

Considering that the dance has not yet started and there are so many outstanding women in the banquet hall, if Wen Jiu is a little bit interesting, wouldn't Mu Shenzhou be a good match for the mandarin ducks.

"Nothing else, let me talk to Mr. Mu about serious matters."

"Eh? Why don't you take a look at our family, Mu Fengshuang? There is also Princess Phoenix Flower in District 5."

"don't want."

After leaving the banquet hall, Mu Shenzhou took Wen Jiu to the back of the mansion.

The structure of the big family is similar with minor differences, the first part is receptions, banquets, and business affairs, and the second part is the life of family members.

The layout of An's house is roughly the same, and its scale is incomparable to that of the Su'an family.

At least there will be no martial arts arena, meeting hall and other buildings in Anjia.

"This is where I live."

As the youngest son of the owner, Mu Shenzhou's living conditions are of course good. The small building is like a single-family villa. No matter whether he lives there or not, every servant cleans it regularly.

After taking a seat in the tea room, Mu Shenzhou suddenly slumped on the recliner.

"Hey... I really can't stand the banquet, it's more tiring than fighting Xie Sha."

"Oh my god, can't you maintain this image a little longer, Kendama praised Teacher Mu for being handsome just now."

In all fairness, Mu Shenzhou, who is neatly dressed and not lazy, can be called a mature and handsome guy.

"Handsome can be used as a P, it can't be smoked."

He skilfully took out the cigarette case from under the tea table, lit one, and it really felt like a bit of a cigarette returning to life.

"Wen Jiu, make tea."

"Teacher Mu, you are the master!"

"Hey, let me see the knife."

Wen Jiu fumbled for the usage of the tea table depressedly, while Mu Shenzhou sensed the sword Wanli through the transparent sealing protective film.

"Good guy, really good guy."

After hundreds of years, the blade still reveals the courage of the iron-blooded battlefield.

It can be seen that even if it is changed from 'turbidity device' back to spiritual equipment, this momentum will not be reduced.

It has nothing to do with the surface form, it has a little bit of Soul of the Sword...