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Chapter 1640 The Holy Son Arrives!

Chen Muyu shrugged, "I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

"How to say?" Chen Jinsong looked at Chen Muyu in surprise.

Chen Muyu said, "We don't know what's going on in Daoxin Pagoda, we don't know if we can rescue people, and secondly, even if we rescue people, can you guarantee that Gu Xiang'er will go with you? You go, how do you escape? Even if you escape, how do you escape from being hunted down by the strong men in the Jidao Palace?"

Every question is deeply rooted in Chen Jinsong's body, and every question is a torture of the soul.

Chen Jinsong shook his head, "I'll think about the matter later, I just want to rescue Xiang'er now, I don't want to see her suffer at the bottom of Daoxin Pagoda!"

Well, just focus on the present, regardless of the future.

In the current situation, we can only take care of the present, anyway, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and soil, and we will talk about the rest of the matter later.

"Then let's wait patiently for these three days!"

Chen Muyu stretched, came to the bedside, and lay down on his back.

Looking at the ceiling, Chen Muyu fell into deep thought.

The Blood Ancestor broke the Dao this time, I am afraid that the blood of the Extreme Dao Palace will flow into rivers.

Although the Blood Ancestor kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything, Chen Muyu could still guess a little.

His ultimate goal is to break the way, and he himself is the emperor, to break the way, the first step is to get rid of the identity of the emperor, and temper the Sacred Heart Stone that restricts him.

This requires a huge amount of blood energy. After experiencing the battle of breaking the way in the era of primordial origin, the blood worship cauldron must have stored an unimaginably huge amount of blood energy. It should not be difficult to quench the Sacred Heart Stone and lose the status of the emperor.

Then it is to use stronger power to break through and break through the blockade of the extreme way. This is the place where the orthodoxy of the extreme way is inherited, and it may be easier to break through.

But Chen Muyu felt that the Blood Ancestor tried every means to come here, most likely because he was eyeing the strength of these disciples under the Jidao Sect.

Therefore, it was foreseeable that after three days, the entire Jidao Palace might be turned upside down.

Of course, this is not what Chen Muyu should care about, nor does he care about what kind of disaster the Jidao Palace will suffer, it has nothing to do with him.

The attitude of these people from Jidao Palace towards them is enough to make Chen Muyu choose to stand on the sidelines.

He even wished that three days later, the Blood Ancestor could accomplish a lot!

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After the Blood Ancestor handed over the details, Chen Muyu no longer had any worries, and it was only three days.Be patient.

On the first day, no one came to take care of me.

The next day, no one came to take care of me.

Until almost noon on the third day, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the yard.

A man in white clothes, tall and straight, looks about 25 or [-] years old, with handsome features and a good temperament.

A pair of eyes looked at him, like two deep pools, extremely deep.

For some reason, Chen Muyu's first impression of this person was not so comfortable.

"Who is coming?"

Chen Muyu asked lightly, and in the next second, the system was pulled out to scan the young man in front of him.

"Yang Feng, the holy son of the Jidao Palace, the only son of Yang Tian, ​​the owner of the Jidao Palace, at the beginning of the Nine-Turn Super God Realm..."

It turned out to be a Nine Revolving Realm?
He is the Son?
Chen Muyu couldn't help but carefully looked at the person in front of him. For some reason, he felt that this face was slightly familiar, but he didn't know where it was.

Yang Feng didn't answer Chen Muyu's question, he was also looking at Chen Muyu, "Is that Chen Jinsong?"

This tone is somewhat condescending, and it is not too much to say that it is domineering, "You really have a bit of beauty, no wonder Junior Sister Xiang'er is bewitched by you, in the late stage of the eighth turn, heh, she is also a character, let me just say, how could it be possible for a mortal? Bewitching Junior Sister Xianger, hmph, it seems that Junior Sister Xianger was deceived by you..."

Chen Muyu didn't say a word, and Yang Feng had already uttered a long speech.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Chen Muyu's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand to make a pause gesture, "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid I have misidentified the person, I am not Chen Jinsong, the person you are looking for is inside!"

While talking, Chen Jinsong heard the movement and came out from inside.

"This is the Chen Jinsong you are looking for!" Chen Muyu pointed to Chen Jinsong beside him.

When Yang Feng saw it, the expression on his face froze instantly.

A young monk with a bald head looks about twelve or thirteen years old.

This is Chen Jinsong?
Are you kidding me, is this my rival in love?

I lost to such a little thing?Junior sister Xiang'er would rather like this than follow me?
It's really a big joke in the world.

Yang Feng feels like his world view has collapsed. He has imagined Chen Jinsong's appearance countless times, but he never imagined that it would be such a result.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Feng suddenly laughed, "Do you think I will believe you if you make up such a lie?"

As he said that, the aura on his body soared, directly pressing towards Chen Muyu and the two of them.

Chen Muyu's face changed slightly, and he took a step forward to block Chen Jinsong.

Chen Muyu can stop this momentum, but Chen Jinsong may not be able to stop it.

"Humph!"

Yang Feng saw that Chen Muyu couldn't be suppressed by his aura, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Chen Muyu in an instant, stretched out his right hand, and clamped Chen Muyu's neck like a steel claw.

From the looks of it, he still mistook Chen Muyu for Chen Jinsong.

"Why are you here? Why are you here?"

Yang Feng shouted sharply, gnashing his teeth, his eyes seemed to be piercing through Chen Muyu.

"Grass!"

Chen Muyu had never been treated like this before, and with a thought, he called Nan Ming out of the space in his mind.

"boom!"

Yang Feng was blown away with one punch.

Chen Muyu immediately felt his body relax, and he was freed from the suffocating feeling.

"Grab it!"

Rubbing his neck, Chen Muyu pointed at Yang Feng and yelled.

In a flash, Nanming had already caught up with Yang Feng. He grabbed it with his five fingers like a cage and sealed him directly. A seal was formed around him automatically, isolating the world in the courtyard from the outside world.

This peak master of Qingzhu Peak is also a late ninth-order powerhouse, comparable to Nan Ming. Nan Ming's operation is also confident that he will not be discovered by Qing Bamboo Peak Master.

"who?"

In the cage, Yang Feng roared loudly, trying to break through the cage, but the gap in strength was too great to help.

Chen Muyu came to the cage, looked at Yang Feng who was struggling inside, and said with a bit of sarcasm, "If I'm not wrong, you should be the Holy Son of the Jidao Palace. I heard from Zhang Wan that you are very benevolent." Ah, why are you so angry?"

"Humph!"

In the cage, Yang Feng snorted coldly, and glared at Chen Muyu, "I really underestimated you, I never thought that there is such a master hidden beside me!"

"There are more things you didn't expect!"

Chen Muyu smiled faintly, rubbed his neck, "It's really ruthless, hehe, Holy Son, be kind on the surface!"

(End of this chapter)