Now Xie Zhiwei also regained hope.

Such an important plot, but the serious plot needs it, it is impossible to deviate from it, right?

Xie Zhiwei's mind popped up a series of words such as "driving, harmony, and stuffing with sauce". In the original book, this was just a plate of appetizers of revenge + the male protagonist's heavy play, but in the plot that has now been twisted into outer space, it is simply It's a historic moment! In any case, he has to look around, otherwise I'm sorry for his vigorous death. Don't wait for such a good condition!

The red lotus has a function, that is, it can cut through the void, allowing the host to go to all the places he wants to go. This kind of existence is like an arbitrary door, and it is simply open, and it is used as an admission ticket for the male protagonist's live broadcast.

At this time, Xie Zhiwei felt that it was necessary to follow Mu Hao for a walk. This time, he knew the road well, and he could come directly by opening the red lotus next time. That is to say, in the future, he will be able to monitor (steal) supervise (peep) every word and deed of the male protagonist at all times.

The main entrance of the dungeon is a steep mountain, and Mu Qian directly took out the Qingping sword and Yujian down the mountain. Xie Zhiwei didn't dare to use his spiritual power immediately, so he had to wait for Mu Qi to walk away, then he took the iron sword he grabbed from Mozong's soldiers and followed in that direction.

After chasing for hundreds of miles, the mountain gradually lowered, a bamboo forest surrounded the clear stream, and next to the stream were a few ordinary green houses and houses, and the shadow of Suihanju could be vaguely seen.

There was a carriage parked in front of the courtyard. The hood of the carriage was painted with a dragon pattern. The decoration was extremely luxurious, and it was almost inlaid with gold on the wheels. The people in the car were pulling down the curtains, and it was dawn at this time. Mu Qi, dressed in white, fluttered in front of the car and tucked the last shimmer of Qingping sword into his sleeves.

He looked at the people who got in and out of the car, nodded and shouted, "Father."

The King of Jiuzhou was tall and tall, and he was half a head taller than Mu Qi four years ago. At this time, the two stood opposite each other, and Mu Qi was a little taller than the King of Jiuzhou. have to say that Mu Qi is more and more like his father, but his father is extravagant, and he is even more immortal.

Xie Zhiwei slapped himself on the forehead, what kind of extravagance is immortal, concentrate, this trip is to memorize the route, okay!

The King of Kyushu looked at Mu Kui, who had no expression on his face, and sighed: "It turns out that every time you leave the house, you come here to live."

Mu Qi replied, "Yes."

The King of Kyushu looked around at the quiet bamboo forest, and shook his head slightly: "You still can't forget that person, but it's only been two months, and you still remember it to this day."

Chapter 65 Meeting

The tone was sour, making Xie Zhiwei a little ashamed.

If he remembered correctly, the King of Kyushu loved Mu Kuo so much, how could he be so unconfident and compare himself to a dead man?

In the original novel, the male protagonist also always remembers Xie Zhiwei's kindness, which arouses all kinds of emotions from the King of Kyushu, and then the male protagonist will say something nice, such as "Although Xie Zhenren is good, the father's kindness is even more important", "No one in the world can compare to the father and the king." ”, coaxed his father into a rage, and put a lot of money and imperial power into his hands.

Now is another great opportunity for the male protagonist to invite pets, and he must use his housekeeping skills to speak sweet words.

Mu Qian also looked sideways at the bamboo forest. A few ray of morning light pierced through the night, penetrating from the forest, and a misty crow blue was smeared in the darkness. His eyes seemed to be illuminated for a moment, and then turned into a pool of stagnant water, and there was no more waves.

Time passed bit by bit, Xie Zhiwei hid behind the rocks and couldn't help worrying about him - young man, explain it, go and coax your father, why are you looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees here! You are not He Zheng, there is no camera next to you!

But no matter how he roared in his heart, Mu Hao couldn't hear it, and he almost stood as a portrait full of sadness.

In the end, it was the King of Kyushu who sighed, "It's also for my father's well-intentioned question. Otherwise, why is your hand always failing, it's all because of that thank you... well, let's not mention it."

Mu Qi finally turned his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your compassion."

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but secretly said: It was you, the King of Kyushu, who wanted to chop off my hand, and it makes sense that his hand had something to do with me. But if I can't cure this pot, I can't bear it! Everyone is dead, how can they harm you!

However, the male protagonist didn't even try to please his father? How did he get here all these years? Since the King of Kyushu was not happy, how could he be willing to give him the power?

As soon as he had this doubt, he saw the King of Kyushu beckoning to an attendant, who came over respectfully and held a boxy brocade box in both hands. The King of Kyushu gave him a wink, and then raised his chin at Mu Qi. The attendant immediately understood and held the box in front of Mu Yi.

Then the attendant knelt down, opened the box, and said, "Congratulations to the prince."

Xie Zhiwei squinted his eyes and looked there, the next moment, his eyes almost popped out.

This is the talisman of the Imperial Guard of the capital.

What's the matter with Nima, the male protagonist is actually more awesome than the protagonist in the original halo. Is there any reason for heaven, there is no such soft words, just give his father a melancholy poss, and his father will give up the military power!

Mu Qi looked down at the box, and then slightly curled the corner of his mouth, looking a little helpless. "Father, I said that I have no interest in these, so let's keep it for those who are more suitable for it."

Xie Zhi opened his mouth slightly.

Did you hear that right? The male protagonist said he doesn't love rights?

Hehe, let's just listen, Jack Ma also said he doesn't like money.

It can be seen that the male protagonist's routine has taken a higher level. This kind of play-by-play means more face than a flattering flatterer. It seems that in this twisted plot, the male protagonist's image of the white lotus is even more... more compelling?

The King of Jiuzhou insisted: "Wang Er, being a father is not a competent father. I don't know what you want, so I can only give you what I have... I hope you can be happier, stop..."

As he spoke, he saw that Mu Qi and his face were almost carved out of a mold, but the expression of desire and desire on this face was very different from his. It was a pure temperament that was not polluted by the world. He felt that he was full of fatherly love for a while, and he couldn't help raising his hand to touch Mu Ji's head.

But just as the hand touched his hair, Mu Qi suddenly raised his eyelids and took a step back.

The King of Kyushu's hand was hanging in the air, quite embarrassing. However, as if he was used to it, he retracted it very neatly, put it directly to his mouth and coughed dryly.

Mu Hao bowed respectfully: "The summer heat has not yet receded, and it is not dawn at this time, so it's better for the king to go back earlier."

The King of Kyushu looked at his estranged and polite son, sighed deeply, and instructed again: "Then you must serve this military talisman, otherwise you will feel sorry for your father."

Mu Qi said, "Thank you, Father, King."

Xie Zhi rolled his eyes secretly: Sending a military talisman for thousands of miles, the ceremony is light and affectionate - wool!

The carriage bumped down the mountain road, and Mu Qi stood in the bamboo forest with the breeze in his hands, holding the brocade box in his hands, watching him go away. The expression on his face was indifferent until the carriage disappeared, then he lowered his head, took out the contents of the box, and threw the box into the stream.

He glanced at the smooth jade military talisman, and when he raised his head again, the curvature of his mouth was already deep. The same person, the same smile, but the original holy temperament disappeared without a trace, so gloomy that it looked like Shura in white.

Xie Zhiwei shuddered involuntarily, and finally learned how to change his face like flipping a book.

Suddenly, a flash of blue light came, Xie Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and instinctively flashed past, the blue light blew up a few bamboos on the spot. When he stood up again, there was one more person in front of him.

Mu Qi stood opposite him, opened his lips and spit out two words: "Chi Yan."

Xie Zhiwei's mind went blank.

It was the first time that Mu Hao looked at him with such eyes, so cold that there was no sadness or joy, as if he was looking at a corpse. Although Xie Zhiwei knew, it was all because he was wearing Chi Yan's identity at the moment.

But he still couldn't take it. It's like raising a little milk cat, knowing that he will eventually become a tiger and will eat him, but when that day comes, I feel uncomfortable.