As soon as the name came out, the surrounding temperature quickly cooled down.


    The light look did not fluctuate, but his heavy pupils were as cold as winter snow.


    The wind blew from the top of the mountain and blew up the man''s Fei clothes and long hair. It was ethereal, just like a picturesque scenery.


    In a few months, the season has changed.


    Just because the Grand Canyon is like spring all the year round, I can''t see any change.


    Now the Tianlin Dynasty, I think it should be the season of snow.


    Every hundred wars will be held in September.


    At this time, it is neither hot nor cold, and there are fewer external interference factors, which is more fair.


    "Originally, the time of the hundred wars will not change." the people around Rong Qing smiled, "because when the seven families first decided on the game, the ancestors set a specific time."


    He nodded slightly to show that he knew.


    I''m afraid most people in Huaxu mainland will not know that the purpose of the hundred wars is to transport talents to the seven Wanling families.


    Therefore, on the surface, the hundred wars were organized by the zongmen alliance.


    In fact, behind the zongmen alliance, there are seven families of all souls.


    The seven families, while looking down on the barren place of Huaxu, want to rob Huaxu''s talents. It can be said that they are both acting and standing.


    They are firmly in control of all changes in Huaxu mainland, and will send people down in case of any change.


    "This time, it''s the Cang family''s turn to hold a hundred wars." the man continued.


    "Cang family." hearing the name, Rong Qing slightly tilted his head, "the relationship between Cang family and your family doesn''t seem to be very good."


    Hearing the speech, the man was slightly stunned and smiled: "no one is a friend forever."


    If the interests are the same, the seven families can all be united.


    But as long as there is a little contradiction, the seven families will turn against each other.


    Ten thousand years have passed quietly, and many things are different.


    The sincere feelings of the previous grandparents have long deteriorated.


    Rong looked down on him and smiled, but it was very shallow and light: "I saw Fufeng a few months ago."


    "Three brothers?" hearing this, Fusu was a little surprised. "Three brothers don''t stay in the family very much. It turned out that they came to Huaxu."


    After a pause, he raised his head slightly and said with a smile, "but how did you two meet?"


    His appearance was finally completely exposed to the air.


    It was a too handsome face. His eyes were very beautiful. They were gentle like spring water. They overflowed his eyes bit by bit and wet his skirt.


    The eyelashes are long and dense. When the eyes flow, they reflect a light.


    The radian of the lips was just right, as if they had been carefully carved by a carving knife.


    However, although he was smiling, he gave people a sense of inaccessible alienation.


    Rong Qing didn''t answer. Obviously he didn''t want to talk about this topic. He said faintly: "you just said Cang family."


    "Oh - the Cang family and the Mu family are in laws." Fusu didn''t bother, and his elegant voice was like the gurgling spring. "But you really don''t know these, so you must not know that the fiance of the little genius of the Mu family is the next head of the Cang family."


    "Interesting." light in appearance and shallow in eyebrows.


    "The Cang family likes this future daughter-in-law." Fusu shakes her head and smiles, "so they will agree to whatever Mu Zhi says."


    "A hundred wars is not worth mentioning."


    No matter how strong these sects in Huaxu mainland are, they still can''t compete with the seven Wanling families.


    It should be noted that among the seven families, any child who comes out is the weakest.


    Just the weakest!


    Each family can control the pattern of Huaxu.


    The Huaxu war thousands of years ago, fortunately, the seven Wanling families did not intervene, otherwise it would not be like this.


    However, the seven Wanling families still have a more fearful existence——


    Tianji old man.


    After all, the old man of Tianji can borrow from the way of heaven, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary spiritual cultivation.


    Rong Qing slightly collected his eyes and looked cold: "how long ago?"


    "Soon, half a year." Fu Su smiled and replied, "spring begins in March, and there are a hundred wars."


    Rong Qing pondered a little and said slowly, "it''s OK."


    There are as many as three months left. There is plenty of time.


    Gongyimo, it will take three months.


    With him here, it''s more than two months.


    "But I really can''t understand." Fusu''s eyes turned slightly, as if the night melted into it, "Mu Zhi, why should we open the hundred wars in advance."


    Indeed, he and Fufeng are the same generation.


    Among his lineages, Fufeng ranked third and he ranked seventeenth.


    He is ten years younger than the sixteen children in front of him.


    Therefore, his seniority was suppressed.


    If you seriously calculate, Mu Zhi can be the same generation as him.


    Rong Qing didn''t speak.


    Around, there was only the sound of the hunting wind.


    The clouds roll slowly in the sky, and thousands of changes seem to outline a golden and iron battlefield.


    "You said..." Rong looked at the West sky with a faint voice. "Mu''s home is gone, how about it?"


    "The Mu family is gone, let me guess..." Fusu smiled meaningfully. "The woman you like has something to do with the Mu family."


    The light thin lips raised slightly, but listening carefully, there was another bone chilling feeling: "Wen jiacang''s family together?"


    Hearing this rhetorical question, Fusu put away his smile.


    He turned his head. The gentle eyes at the end of his eyes were a few sharp: "are you serious?"


    Rong looked down at him and said, "seriously."


    "Then..." Fusu said in a relaxed tone, with a little pondering and understatement, "let me thank you for letting go of the family, and then pay a moment of silence for the three families."


    Rong Qing squinted at the foot of the mountain and suddenly said, "not first -"


    "What?" Fusu picked his eyebrows, just like the peach blossom. "Have you changed your mind again?"


    "Well." Rong Qing said slowly, "I don''t move. Listen to her first."


    In this way, he must not be angry again.


    Fusu''s eyes were slightly surprised and smiled: "it''s really strange. I kind of want to meet your sweetheart and see what a strange woman it is."


    "She is very beautiful." Rong Qing lowered her eyebrows, and a faint smile floated in her cold voice, "she is also very smart..."


    Paused: "unique."


    "Interesting, really interesting." Fusu suddenly smiled, with a novel glimmer in her eyes, "in this way, I want to see you more."


    He turned the jade wrench on his slender finger and lengthened his tone: "now that you have figured it out, what should you do next?"


    Rong Qing was noncommittal: "tell her what I mean."


    Fusu smiled and shook his head, "no, No."


    Rong looked at him and frowned slightly.


    "If it''s really that simple, I''m afraid you won''t let me come." Fu Su smiled. "There are some things you need to learn."


    "Learn?" Rong Qingmei did not move. "Learn what?"


    "Learn..." Fu Su suddenly lowered his thin lips and slowly said four words in his ear.


    Then he chuckled and backed away quickly.


    Next second——


    "Bang!"


    The original position was directly hit a deep pit.


    All the surrounding plants and trees were broken, and there was no vitality for a moment.


    The light face was expressionless, but the heavy pupil was a little cold.


    "Wrong, wrong." Fusu''s lips smiled elegantly. "You think I didn''t say it."


    "You can go." Rong got up, moved, and disappeared directly from his place.


    Fusu, with his hands on his back, looked at the place where the man in Fei clothes disappeared, and suddenly chuckled.


    Really, he really wants to teach this ruthless man.


    However, no wonder he left like this.


    After all, the four words he just said were——


    The art of Royal daughter.


    **


    Wanling continent, Mu family.


    Because Jun Mu was shallow, Fufeng suppressed the rejection of Linggen for mu Zhi.


    So soon, Mu Zhi woke up.


    But because Linggen repels too much and hurts her body, up to now, she can only lie in bed.


    "Xiaozhi, are you better today?" Wen Ningrui looked at her daughter and felt distressed. Her voice was soft. "What do you want to eat? My mother will make it for you?"


    Hearing this, the girl on the bed moved and opened her eyes.


    She has a beautiful face, willow eyebrows, apricot eyes, red lips and snow skin.


    Even if you haven''t been dressed up, you won''t lose your beauty.


    However, the girl''s eyes were very inconsistent with her face.


    It''s like two things pieced together to destroy the sense of harmony.


    "Niang......" Mu Zhi moved her lips and her voice was a little dumb.


    "My mother is here. She is there." Wen Ningrui quickly helped her up. "Is it still uncomfortable?"


    "Much better." Mu Zhiwen smiled softly, "Mom, did you help the third childe save me?"


    "Yes." Wen Ningrui smiled and patted her on the back. "You fell asleep at that time. I don''t know. When you get up and get out of bed, we''ll go to help the family and thank you for helping the third childe."


    "I know." Mu Zhi drooped her eyes and hesitated, "but mom, how can I listen to my father and father and help the third childe didn''t want to save me at first?"


    "Listen to your father''s nonsense." Wen Ningrui''s face sank, but her tone was still very soft. "You''re so obedient. How can you help the third childe not want to save you?"


    After a pause, he reached out and scraped her nose: "maybe he wants you to be a brother and daughter-in-law."


    "Mom, you''re teasing me again." Mu Zhi whispered, "moreover, I don''t like that Fusu. I heard that he is very romantic and has many confidants."


    "Well, if you don''t like it, you don''t like it." Wen Ningrui was very helpless, "but you can''t let Mr. Fu hear this. If he hears you say his brother like this, he won''t treat you."


    "If you don''t cure it, you won''t cure it." Mu Zhi''s eyes twinkled with a glimmer, "is it difficult for him to become a spiritual teacher under the sky?"


    "But it''s only him." Wen Ningrui sighed, "Xiaozhi, be obedient. Your grandfather has sent someone to the spirit family. Maybe you can find a way to cure you."


    At this point, Wen Ningrui regretted it very much.


    I knew that I should take away the Linggen and Lingmai together after the smelly girl became lingzong.


    In this way, her little Zhi would not suffer such torture at all.


    "Grandpa is very kind to me." Mu Zhi raised her head and smiled softly, "but mom, I heard that those people of the spirit family are very difficult to get along with, in case..."


    "It doesn''t matter." Wen Ningrui comforted her, "Xiao Zhi, you have to believe that you will be more and more powerful. At that time, the spirit family will respect you."


    "Niang is talking nonsense." Mu Zhi smiled, but her face was very pale. "I know my current physical condition. I''m afraid I can''t break through the spirit king within a year."


    Sure enough, as soon as this remark came out, Wen Ningrui''s face changed. Her voice was fierce: "what did you say?"


    Mu Zhi was so frightened that she trembled, and her face was a little white. Her voice was weak and said, "Mom..."


    Seeing this scene, Wen Ningrui realized that she had gone too far.


    She calmed her mood and relaxed her tone: "Xiaozhi, my mother didn''t mean it. My mother was just worried about you."


    "It''s not easy for you to cultivate. It''s too late for others to envy you. If you stop now, you will certainly be caught up by other legitimate children. At that time, your status will be in jeopardy."


    "I know." Mu Zhi''s eyes were gloomy, and she took a deep breath, "but mother, don''t worry, they will never surpass me."


    There was a cold light in the pupil covered by eyelashes.


    "That''s right." Wen Ningrui finally smiled again. "There''s already a mu shadow stepping on your head, but you can''t have a second one."


    "Brother muying..." Mu Zhi''s look changed. She smiled sadly, "he hasn''t paid much attention to me."


    "Just ignore him." Wen Ningrui disdained. "Wait, one day, he will come to flatter you, as long as you are better than him."


    "Mother, don''t say that." Mu Zhi sighed, "brother Mu Ying Xu has some difficulties. I don''t blame him."


    Nails are trapped in the skin, pinching pain.


    Wen Ningrui was about to say something. At this time, there was another voice: "don''t blame who?"


    A digression


    Happy Lantern Festival ~ baby, remember to eat Tangyuan and yuanxiao (づ ~ 3 づ)


    [the difference between Yuanxiao and Tangyuan is still unclear]


    A new round of messages will be rewarded ~ the reward for guessing the right questions will be doubled~


    Q: who is the voice?


    PS: Fusu is played by the reader''s friendship ~ exclusive custom role