I can summon misery

Chapter 37
In the Xuan Tuo of Da Yan, the vitality of the heaven and the earth gathers, condenses the hair of the wolf, and the next moment, the hair of the wolf swipes, the vitality of the heaven and the earth turns into ink, and then evolves into a magical vision.

Mu Yu only felt that the scene in front of him changed drastically, and in a blink of an eye, he was already on the sea, and in front of his eyes, there were several continuous reefs standing upright, which remained motionless despite the beating of the big waves.

"Huh? This is..."

In the next moment, several rays of light turned into different figures, and they landed steadily on the reef. The reefs were arranged according to the height of the reef, and the main seat was suspended.

Or enchanting and glamorous, with a natural charm; or graceful and gentle, with a mysterious body;

There are five figures, some are male, some are female, and some are neither male nor female.

The next moment, Mu Yu saw the master in the foreground, and with the sound of several poems, revealed his identity——

"The room is full of lanterns, and the shadows of people are uneven. It's not like in the Shangyuan period. Whoever sees the fish and dragon dancing all night, the roads of fragrant flowers are divergent."

Blonde hair and robes, autumn waves flowing, charming bones are natural, dancing fish and dragons at night·flowers and trees!

"I used to accompany the floating clouds to return to Wancui, but I still accompany the sunset and the sound of autumn. There are infinite paintings in the world, and there is no painting of sadness."

Carrying the painting plate on your back, and then holding the "Liubi of Vividness", among which the dream pen can draw the thoughts in people's hearts.

"The officialdom has been ruthless for several times, and people's hearts are not used to wolves. Whose emperor will the cinnabar order? Bai Yumingxun is the only emperor."

Born in Yandu, he is good at the sword law, and his swordsmanship is self-contained. His moves are like light smoke, and his style is like poetry.
"There is no speech when the tower bell rings, but the wind kills people."

Under the deserted pagoda in Huangsha, the swordsman who pays attention to the copper bell, the murder bell rings, the knife reflects the setting sun, and the tower bell speaks alone. Farewell to the dusk.

"A handsome falcon flies across the shore, and a big fish jumps out to volley into the sky. Do you know if you are happy at present, and the three-foot yellow flag is waving and the wind is blowing."

The mysterious Huang Shangke is also the convener of the previous four, Huang Yu·Huang Yuke.

The five people in front of me are either old or young, male or female, yin or yang, swordsmen, swordsmen, painters, and beauties. They have different identities, different backgrounds, and different backgrounds. are from the same organization.

An organization that is one word different from Thirteen Pirates——

Thirteen knives!

"Sky burial, thirteen swords..." Mu Yu looked at the five people in front of him and muttered to himself.

Sky Burial Thirteen Swords is an organization, a stronghold, and a collective name for a group of capable people and strangers.

According to the rumors, the celestial burial Thirteen Swords is a place where no one can find it.It is rumored that the stone wall of the Thousand Caves is the entrance of the sky burial Thirteen Swords, and there will be different entrances and exits at different times. It is only by chance that you can go directly to Lanfeng Twelve Waves, where the Sky Burial Thirteen Swords gather, and only in Lanfeng Twelve Taos can meet Ao Shou, the leader of Sky Burial Thirteen Swords.

Masters of bow and arc will not be given to Xuan Zhenjun and Xuan Lingcang; Thirteen Swords of Sky Burial will not be given to Ao Shou and Peacock. Are you a Penguin agent...

Mu Yu suddenly had some doubts, whether there is a probability that there is a group that is very familiar with the previous life behind the scenes of Da Yan's creation of Xuantu, otherwise it should not be such a coincidence.

As the five people landed, Mu Yu immediately became the key to the attention of the people present.

Hua Qianshu looked around, and frowned: "Since you have awakened us, the Thirteen Swords of the Sky Burial, why didn't you see Ao Shou and Young Master?"

Ha, I want to have one too...

Hua Qianshu, as a woman, used to be the owner of Guihua Xiangmusk Tower. She was famous for a while, and she was very beautiful. However, she is a lover, and Mu Yu didn't intend to argue with her. She was about to speak, when Huang Yuke interrupted her. Said: "Everyone, we have experienced life and death, which is considered a great opportunity. I believe there are many things to say. Why don't we leave this place first and discuss it later."

Huang Yuke was originally the convener of the sky burial Thirteen Knives, among them, even the cold-tempered Bie Dudu and twisted Hen Qiangu would give Huang Yuke a bit of face, so he left without saying much.

Mu Yu looked at the scene in front of her and shook her head secretly.

The more people there are, the more difficult it is to lead the team...

Different from the famous bow and arc masters who value love and righteousness, the celestial burial Thirteen Swordsmen have different temperaments, the only two who can be easy to talk to are Shangguan Yuanque and Huang Yuke, and the rest of them are not easy in temperament near.

It wasn't until the other four left that Mu Yu noticed that Huang Yuke stayed at the end.

"Huang Yuke, I would like to thank Your Excellency for saving my life." Huang Yuke cupped his fists and said to Mu Yu.

"You're welcome, it's just fate." Mu Yu said with a smile.

"It's true fate, I also know that you need help a lot, and since you have been blessed with life, Huang Yuke should obey your orders, and you can rest assured that although everyone in the celestial burial Thirteen Swords has different temperaments , but if the coordination is proper, it will be a big help, and I will also help you."

"Thank you very much then."

Mu Yu also understood that the temperaments of the Thirteen Swordsmen in the Sky Burial are different, and they also know their destiny.

Regardless of whether Huang Yuke and Shangguan are complete or not, for Hua Qianshu, that "Master Fengyan" is her lifeline, and in exchange for a "Master Fengyan" that may appear in the future, she can get Hua Qianshu's assistance; Reason, don't be fooled by Dusk's withdrawn and cold personality, but he also has people he cares about.

The real trouble is the cold and cruel Hen Qiangu, a person who can even treat twin brothers as playthings.

This is also the type of people Mu Yu dislikes dealing with the most.

But right now, it seems that there is no other choice.

"Sky burial with thirteen knives, thirteen thieves, perhaps, this is also destiny..."

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Taiping City·Jing'anhou Mansion——

In front of the classic and elegant study room, a heroic young man bowed slightly to the scholar in front of him, "Mr. Du, is father in the study room?"

"Young master, Lord Hou is handling official business in the study. Lord Hou has already ordered that he will not let anyone in until he has finished handling official business. If you have anything to do, young master, you can tell me first, and I will report to Hou later. Master." The scribe replied with a smile.

"This is about the family banquet at the end of the year. Since father has something to do, I'll come back later." Mu Jin said gently, turned and left.

"Okay." The scribe nodded.

In the study room, a man in casual clothes looked at the letter in his hand, and there was a majestic aura in his eyes.What was written on the letterhead was exactly what happened at the Wenhui in the Duke's Mansion of the State of Yan, in addition to some information about Jinguangbao.

After reading the above content, Mu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, let go of his hand, and under the traction of Qi, the letter in his hand floated to the candlestick beside him with the wind, turning into a ball of ashes, but cleverly did not spill any Mars is out there.

"Arrange people and take my warrant to the Duke of Yan's mansion." Mu Heng's deep eyes flashed a gleam of brilliance.

"Yes, Lord Hou!"

In the shadows, a shadow disappeared.

　The number of words in the poem number is so cool
　　Thank you Taoist friends for misinterpreting Qianyouyi Jiuming's reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)