Following Hua Hongying back to the familiar Mushuai Palace, Munin had mixed feelings.
He hadn't seen her for a few months, but it felt like a lifetime had passed.
He had lost a few of his close relatives, and those who survived were injured.
When Hua Hongying returned to the mansion, she no longer looked like a heroine. She only looked like a mother who had lost her beloved son and regained him.
After half a day, she returned to normal and personally cooked Munin's favorite dishes.
The dishes on the table were all home-cooked dishes that looked, smelled, and tasted good.
Munin was very careful to hide the fact that he couldn't eat.
Normally, he would definitely be found out, but now, Hua Hongying only thought that he had regained her son, so she didn't find any clues.
Under her concerned inquiry, Munin told her most of the truth.
The more they talked, the more Munin felt that something was wrong. Sooner or later, he would be exposed. He was no longer an ordinary person.
At this moment, someone came to report that Marshal Mu was about to return.
Marshal Mu was Munin's father, Mu Wending.
Hua Hongying said decisively, "Ning 'er, leave immediately." “
"Mother, I just came back. Can't you drive me away?" Munin said.
"Your father is back. You know what kind of temper he has. But you can't go to the battlefield again. Go back to where you are. When the time is right, I will send someone to inform you to come back. "Hua Hongying said firmly.
"I won't go." Munin was very sad. He really wanted to accompany his parents, but he couldn't go back to the past.
Hua Hongying moved Munin with reason and used her usual force to threaten him. Only then did Munin agree to leave.
Hua Hongying seemed to calmly prepare a good horse, food, and clothes for him.
Munin walked out of the Mushuai Palace and looked back. He didn't need to think to know that Hua Hongying was secretly watching him somewhere.
Not long after leaving the Mushuai Palace, Munin found a place to hide.
After waiting for a while, a group of solemn soldiers entered the city. The leader was a very valiant middle-aged man in armor and helmet. It was Mu Wending.
Munin could only secretly observe until the army disappeared. Then, he walked out of the city with melancholy.
Just as he left the city, Pan Ge popped out and caught up with him.
He revealed a lot of information, and it was the same as what he had heard on the way here. The Mushuai Palace was in a bad situation, suppressed by Lu Fuhe.
The forces of the Barbarians were getting stronger and stronger. There was a faint sign that the eight tribes would join forces and launch a large-scale attack on the Axe Beheading Pass and Xuan Lin Pass.
The situation was critical. It wasn't that Munin hadn't thought of persuading her parents to retire and give everything to Lu Fuhe, but she knew that her parents would definitely not agree.
Not to mention the Mu Family's loyalty to protect their country for generations, they would never let go of their blood feud with the Barbarians.
Several of his uncles, cousins, and many other close relatives had died in the battle with the Barbarians.
His only method was to increase his cultivation base. Perhaps once he reached the Furnace realm, he would be of great help.
Five days later.
Less than a hundred li away from the Luo River, Nine Coils Mountain, Mu Ning stopped alone on a cliff, facing the wind.
There were hundreds of men, women, and children in strange attire surrounding him in an unpredictable military formation.
He was a little depressed. A few days ago, when he left the Golden Flower City, with Pan Ke's help, he quickly found Gu Youjing's tracks.
He followed him all the way here, but lost him. He mistakenly entered the Nine Plate Mountain, which was known as a dangerous mountain with hundreds of strongholds and thousands of cliffs.
In order to avoid trouble, he did not take the mountain path. Instead, he took a very desolate path.
However, he did not expect that he would still encounter a hidden mountain stronghold in a valley. It was like a paradise.
This group of mountain bandits was different from ordinary mountain bandits. Not only were they strong, they were also well-trained and knew how to use a brilliant military formation.
Munin thought about how to break out while cupping his fists: "Friends, I have mistakenly entered this place. Please forgive me."
"We are only living in seclusion here and have not robbed anyone. However, we do not wish for outsiders to disturb us, so we can only ask you to stay here." A crisp female voice sounded. It was as pleasant as a silver bell.
Munin turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was a seventeen or eighteen year old girl. She was wearing leather armor and looked very valiant. However, her strength was not high. He immediately shook the spear in his hand and said: "Those who block me will bear the consequences." “
Before he finished speaking, he urged his horse and rushed back the way he came.
Although the military formation was brilliant, it was still easy for Munin who had been through hundreds of battles. He easily broke through the encirclement.
However, the horse he was riding soon neighed. He did not know when the girl had appeared in front of him. She pressed her hand on the horse's head, making him and the horse unable to move forward.
Munin was slightly surprised. The girl was only a second-rate warrior, but she could easily stop the galloping horse. He did not dare to be careless. He quickly used the spear in his hand and used the spear technique passed down by his parents to attack.
However, the girl dodged all of his attacks and grabbed the spear head. With a sudden flick, Munin was directly bounced off the horse. Step by step, he broke through the mountain rocks and retreated for more than ten steps before he could stabilize himself.
Munin was shocked. The girl's martial arts were not high, but her strength was extraordinary. An ordinary first-rate warrior might not be her opponent.
Just as he was about to think of a countermeasure, an old voice said in surprise: "May I ask where the young master is from?" “
"I am Munin." Munin saw a white-bearded old man walking out of the valley.
The white-bearded old man's eyes were filled with surprise: "Is the young master related to the Mushuai Palace?"
"The seventh generation of the Mu family." Munin answered and secretly gathered his strength at the same time.
The white-bearded old man's face lit up with joy: "So it is Young Marshal Mu." “
"Who is this old man?" Mu Ning asked in surprise.
The white-bearded old man sighed and said: "Wenguo's Hundred Profound General Liu Qingxuan."
"Wenguo." Munin realized that everyone present was a remnant of the Wenguo and couldn't help but feel friendly.
"Are you really the young hero Young Marshal Mu?" The girl's eyes lit up and suddenly asked.
Munin was stunned for a moment before he nodded slightly.
"My name is Liu Shuyan. I didn't hurt you just now, did I?" The girl asked softly.
"It's fine." Munin said.
"Young Marshal, please come to the village for a chat." Liu Qingxuan invited.
Munin said: "Old General Liu, next time. I have an urgent matter to attend to." “
I won't keep you. Say hello to the princess for me. If you need me, Liu Qingxuan will fight for the Wenguo at any time. "Liu Qingxuan said heroically.
Munin understood Liu Qingxuan's meaning and was very touched.
After leaving the Green Willow Village, Munin returned to the mountain road again.
Along the way, he encountered many bandits. On the mountain road that stretched for dozens of miles, there were hundreds of large and small villages. Although the bandits weren't strong, they were very annoying.
At first, when he revealed his identity as Young Marshal Mu, he could deter some bandits.
Many bandits behind him didn't believe that the Young Marshal Mu would appear on this mountain road.
The most outrageous thing was that some bandits had no rules at all. After giving money, they even killed people.
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