The old man stayed for a long time before he said with a broken face: "Then what do you think... is it Rong, Jin or Wei Wuji?!"

"Rong Jin." Mu Qingyi looked at the old man in front of her with a smile and asked, "When I just talked about Rong Jin, are you... trembling?"

"dog……"

"Don't talk swear words, baby will learn bad things when he hears it." Mu Qingyi said with a smile.

The old man swallowed the word behind him in a frustration and said with some dissatisfaction: "You are just lucky enough to guess! So what if you guessed it right? I won't let him in, give up."

Mu Qingyi looked at him and said with a slight silence: "Senior, are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid!" The old man was furious, "I can crush that brat to death with just one finger! Let him freeze outside, hum... It snowed heavily again today. He has been in the mountains for two days. If not one day, he will definitely be buried in the snow. At that time, hehe... I will play him out and make it into an ice sculpture for you."

A trace of worry flashed in Mu Qingyi's eyes, but there was still a look on her face. She said lightly: "I understand. You must have done something that you are sorry for Rong Jin, so you dare not see him, right? Do you still want to accept my baby as an apprentice? Don't worry, when the baby is born, I will tell him that his father was killed by someone who wants to be an apprentice."

"I will drive you away when you give birth to your good disciple!" the old man said proudly.

"Oh? Can you take care of children? Children from China and Western Yue are much weaker than children from Northern Han. Are you sure Aunt Li can help you take care of you? In addition, don't you know that smart people can understand people's words before they are born in their mother's belly. I can understand her chatting and talking to people in my mother's belly in only six months, and my mother also studies to me. So I can speak at half a year, and I can recite thousands of characters in one year." Mu Qingyi said leisurely as she looked at the old man's increasingly ugly face.

"Impossible!" The old man widened his eyes, "I don't remember what happened when I was a child."

"So you are not as smart as me." Mu Qingyi smiled and said, "You are over 100 years old and you are still hiding in the mountains and dare not go out. I am less than 20 years old and I am the prime minister of a country. You have not read this room of books for a hundred years. I have only read it for less than a month. Every hundred books I have read can be memorized. My baby is naturally smarter than me."

"How could it be?!" The old man looked at Mu Qingyi in a daze, racking his brains to think of something to refute. Does the little baby understand people's words in his belly? Anyway, he didn't understand, but... the girl in front of him seemed to really understand. Woo... what to do, his good apprentice...

Looking at the old man holding his hair and thinking hard, Mu Qingyi whispered: "Senior, please help me bring Rong Jin in. I'll let the baby take you as his teacher?"

"No, no! I can't see that stinky brat!" the old man shook his head and said.

Mu Qingyi smiled and said, "No matter what you have done, I will advise Rong Jin not to make things difficult for you. He must have come here for me. As long as he finds me, he will be happy, and his past grudges may be wiped out. Besides, didn't you say that he can't beat you, so what are you afraid of?"

The old man's eyes lit up, "Really?! You made him not embarrassed me?" He did not notice the traps and uncertainties in Mu Qingyi's words at all.

Mu Qingyi said: "Do you really want to kill him and let your apprentice lose his father?"

"Uh, I don't want to see him. This way, you write a letter and I'll give it to him and let him go back first. You can leave when you give birth to the doll. This is not the best of both worlds."

Do you think you can still run away when the spring flowers bloom? Mu Qingyi said in her heart, but nodded obediently and said, "It's good that it's good, it's always safer to let him go down the mountain earlier. Well, I'll write a letter."

"Very good, go quickly. I'll send him the letter right away."

In the deep mountains and snowy areas, Rong Jin was walking in the snow with a cold look in black clothes. He did not fly with his light skills, but walked step by step on the snow. Although he had internal strength and only left shallow footprints on the snow, walking like this was actually more difficult than using light skills directly. He had no fixed direction, just walked forward aimlessly, turning as he wished, or even turning around, making the people observing in secret unable to help but worry.

Where is this brat going?!

Suddenly, Rong Jin stopped. At some point, a letter appeared on the snow not far ahead of him. It was snowing so heavily, but the snowflakes had not completely flooded the envelope, which means that the letter had just appeared here. He glanced around casually. Rong Jin lowered his head and opened the envelope and read the contents. He raised the letter in his hand and turned into countless pieces and flew away with the snowflakes in the sky.

This...will be like this?!

Rong Jin had no intention of going down the mountain at all, and still walked stubbornly, as if he was exhausted. In the secret place, the old man wearing a white cloak almost integrated with the snow mountain stared at the person who had walked away hatefully. Why is this kid still turning three times? Isn't he afraid of being cold and starving to death and being crushed to death by the snow? Rong Jin has been walking around the mountain, still aimless. After walking for more than two hours, he saw the sky dark and the snow getting heavier, and his speed finally slowed down. The old man who followed in the secret hummed in his heart: Dare boy, can he finally not be able to walk? But... this kid has actually walked so close, so he could not really find it?

Just as he was thinking about it, the person in front of him suddenly shook and then fell to the snow.

"Huh?" The old man was surprised. He looked at the person lying in the snow for a long time but couldn't see the other party moving. Seeing the falling snowflakes turned the original black clothes into white, the old man stomped his feet and finally rushed out. "Boy, boy!" He raised his hand to explore his beard, and he felt relieved in his heart. He looked at his pulse again and couldn't help but sigh, "What a life-threatening person. He dared to... not right?!"

A red light flashed in front of him, and the person on the snow had his eyes closed suddenly opened, and his scarlet eyes were full of murderous aura. The Shura knife in Rong Jin's sleeve emitted a gorgeous scarlet color and slashed towards the old man in front of him, "It's really you, go to die!"
Chapter completed!