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Chapter 10 Leaving

Lu Jinghong's face was so hot that it was so hot that she knew that Yang Muyu was not intentional after all, and seeing that she was very young, she just tried hard to save herself. She immediately hurriedly calmed down, stood up, shook her head and said, "I'm fine!"

Yang Muyu's heart was beating "bang" and almost jumped out of his throat. The extreme joy in his heart almost shouted—

"Sister Fairy talked to me..." He could see that Lu Jinghong was the fairy in white clothes he saw when he fell off the cliff. Although at this time, he knew in his heart that she was definitely not the Fairy in Piaomiao in the mountains, but just a martial arts practitioner, but in his heart, he was also equally happy.

"Junior Sister Lu, are you okay?" Hu Zhengming asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, fortunately this little brother rescued him. It was so dangerous just now." Lu Jinghong patted his chest, looking in a terrifying look.

Hu Zhengming pinched a wisp of beard under his jaw and smiled: "I really have to say that I'm really grateful for this little brother who sacrificed his life to save my junior sister just now."

Yang Muyu looked at Lu Jinghong with his head in a slightest look, but he didn't say it. He was anxious and his face turned red and he couldn't speak. However, Huang Lanyu looked indifferent and snorted coldly at Yang Muyu.

Lu Jinghong picked up the horns of the kirin from the ground and wrapped them in soft cloth. He carried them on his back and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Hu, now it's just the blood of the Fire Dragon. This trip to the strong mountain is finally worth it."

Hu Zhengming was very curious about Yang Muyu and asked, "Little brother, why are you alone in this strong mountain?"

"I went to the mountain to collect herbs." Yang Muyu explained with a faint smile, "I live in Muxin Town at the foot of Qiangshan Mountain. My father was ill and needed a medicinal herbs, so he went to the mountain to collect herbs."

"Oh..." Hu Zhengming said in his heart, "This child has helped us a lot, and he can't owe him favors." He immediately smiled, "I am a little familiar with medical principles. Why would I let me go down the mountain to give Lord Lingzun a review?"

Yang Muyu was stunned for a dinner party and was a little familiar with medical principles. It seemed that his father was very skilled in medical treatment. However, he didn't say much and said, "Since that's the case, please go down the mountain and sit in the humble house."

As he spoke, he had already identified the direction first and led the three of them down the mountain. Along the way, he learned that these three of them were all warriors from Tianyi Sect, not immortals. The bearded old man was named Hu Zhengming, and the young man he disliked was Huang Lanyu, but the fairy sister was called Lu Jinghong. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "It turns out that person is as good as his name. Sister Fairy is beautiful and has a very nice name. Forget that young man, hehe, Huang Lanyu... yellow and blue, the fallen leaves in autumn are hopeless."

If Huang Lanyu learned that Yang Muyu was whispering him so much in his heart, he would be furious.

When the sun sets, the group of four went down the mountain and headed straight for Muxin Town.

"Mr. Hu, my family is ahead!" Yang Muyu was extremely happy. Although he had not picked the golden thread and red lotus fruit, he was extremely happy to meet a girl like Lu Jinghong who was as beautiful as a fairy. Moreover, he also received the starfish soul donated by the weird man, which was even more unexpected.

However, just as Yang Muyu and Hu Zhengming and the other two turned to Muxin Town, he changed his face in an instant. Since the Yang family was not a resident of Muxin Town, but moved here later, they only built three straw sheds at the end of the town, which were located quite remote. Now after turning a corner, you can clearly see the straw sheds.

However, where it was supposed to be three straw sheds, it is now a piece of coke that has turned into ruins.

"Dad...Dad..." Yang Muyu shouted in his heart, not caring about Lu Jinghong and others, and rushed to the ruins quickly. He was stunned in an instant. The three straw sheds had all been burned down, and the only burnt ashes on the ground were burnt...

"Dad..." Yang Muyu rushed into the ruins and screamed in a scream.

"Brother Yu, you are back... Alas!" Next to him, Wang Bo, the owner of the only pharmacy in the town, just saw him coming, so he followed him all the way. Seeing this, he hurried over and comforted him, "You went into the mountain to collect herbs, but you haven't come back for two days. On the third night, I don't know what happened, a big fire broke out in your house. We all tried our best to rescue him, but... the fire had spread and could not be saved. It only burned for a whole night. On the second day, the fire was extinguished. I came to search with Xiaozi Li, but I didn't find Mr. Yang's corpse..."

Yang Muyu stared blankly at the straw hut that had turned into ashes, his eyes were confused, as if he hadn't heard what Wang Bo was saying at all, but he thought in his heart: "Dad is gone...Dad is gone, Dad is gone, Dad doesn't want me anymore..."

Hu Zhengming next to him hurriedly asked, "Old gentleman, can you please explain clearly what's going on?"

"Who are you and how do you know Brother Yu?" Although Mu Xin's town is not very closed, because it is very small and there are many outsiders, Wang Bo naturally has to ask clearly.

"We came to the mountain to collect herbs and met this little brother by chance, so we came down the mountain together." Hu Zhengming explained with a smile.

There are many herbs deep in Qianghuo Mountain, but beasts are rampant. Of course, ordinary people dare not enter the mountain easily. Seeing that they were all carrying swords, Wang Bo said in his heart: "These people are probably some martial artists who have seen them before."

"So that's it." Wang Bo agreed lightly, then patted Yang Muyu's shoulder and said, "Brother Yu, you don't have to be sad. We did not find Mr. Yang's corpse in the fire cave. Maybe your father is fine..."

Yang Muyu was so dazed that he didn't seem to hear what Wang Bo said. He just looked at the thatched house burned to ashes, tears rolling in his eyes, but he said in his heart: "Dad doesn't want me anymore...Dad doesn't want me anymore..."

"Little brother, I think this old man is right. Since Ling Zun's corpse has not been found, it proves that Ling Zun may still be alive, so don't be too sad." Hu Zhengming comforted Yang Muyu.

Yang Muyu shook his head and said nothing, just dazed. Uncle Wang saw that it was not a solution. Seeing that the sun sets west, the weather gradually darkened. He immediately forced Yang Muyu to walk towards his home, and at the same time greeted Hu Zhengming and Lu Jinghong and said, "If the three of you don't dislike the rough place of the little old man, don't let him stay there for a while?"

Hu Zhengming hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, my uncle, we are about to disturb you."

Although Muxin Town is small, the people are simple and very hospitable. Wang Uncle deliberately killed two chickens to entertain Hu Zhengming and others in the evening, and kept persuading Yang Muyu. Unfortunately, Yang Muyu didn't know how sad it was, and he was always speechless.

"Little brother, if you want to cry, just cry. It's better to do this..." Hu Zhengming also persuaded.

"I won't cry... Dad doesn't want me anymore..." Yang Muyu looked up and whispered at a oil lamp hanging on the wall.

"Then... what are your plans in the future?" Hu Zhengming asked. Today in the mountains, he saw Yang Muyu's agile and courageous nature, especially the scene of rescuing Lu Jinghong in danger. He saw clearly and had a good impression of him. He couldn't help but think about accepting disciples. He just didn't know what Yang Muyu was thinking, so he wanted to ask clearly.

"I'm going to find my father!" Yang Muyu said without hesitation. He had depended on his father since he was a child and ran around. Although Yang's father was very strict in discipline, he could even be said to be harsh and would always whip them together, but he had never complained in his heart. Now he has lost his father's whereabouts and is really sad.
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