Mu Feng looked at the sad girl in front of him deeply and sighed in his heart.

He didn't expect that Zong Xueling's situation would be so difficult, and what Mu Feng admired even more was that Zong Xueling could still consider his life for him.

Such a kind woman is a clear stream in this cruel martial arts world, but she is easily destroyed.

"Miss Xueling! You once said that you came to Xiliang Kingdom to try your luck and wanted to ask King Wu to rescue him! With King Wu's status, I'm afraid that even if you meet him, others will not pay attention to you!"

Mu Feng shook his head in his heart and thought to himself that Zong Xueling is too naive. How could the strong man from Wu King be so easy to invite?

"I have no choice!"

Zong Xueling looked sad and continued, "This time I go back to the Zong family, I will marry the foolish second son of the Zuo family. If you don't have my protection, you will definitely die! I don't want to implicate you, go!"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "Miss Xueling! I am saved by you, so I will repay your kindness! Since I am your guard now, I will protect you. Whoever dares to touch you will kill you!"

Zong Xueling was stunned and said helplessly: "The Zuo family is extremely powerful. The most beloved princess of King Jinyan today is from the Zuo family! It is not a question of whether to repay the kindness or not, but your power is too weak!"

Zong Xueling's tone was serious, which was a matter of life and life. She no longer cared about Meng Feng's face, and her eyes were full of seriousness.

She didn't want Mu Feng to give his life in vain! "I, Mu Feng, want to repay you with kindness. Since I said I would protect you carefully, I will definitely protect you well! I will go back to the sect family with you!"

Zong Xueling's heart trembled. She looked at Mu Feng deeply and sighed softly: "I'm going to say that! Since you have decided, I won't persuade you anymore!"

As he said that, Zong Xueling turned around and left.

Time passed, and the convoy headed north for more than a month before reaching the capital of Jinyan.

Over the past month, Mu Feng has been refining the dust silk in his body.

When the convoy arrived at the Jinyan King Capital, more than 70% of the dust threads in Mu Feng's body were refined by Mu Feng.

The pure spiritual essence in the dust silk was absorbed by Mu Feng, making his breath stronger and stronger, not far from the half-step Martial King.

Mu Feng understood that when all the dust silk in his body was refined, his cultivation would be completely restored and he could break through to the realm of the half-step Martial King in one fell swoop.

Zongjia is located in the southeast of the Jinyan royal capital.

Since the Zong family emerged as Zong Ming, it has now become a hot force in the Jinyan King Capital.

Originally, the Zong family was just a second-rate force in the royal capital, but now because of Zong Ming, they are moving closer to the first-rate force, and many first-rate forces will sell their face to the Zong family.

In a rather dilapidated and deserted courtyard.

Mu Feng held a broom and swept the fallen leaves on the ground, his eyes showing thoughts.

The afterglow of the setting sun sets down, pulling Mu Feng's figure very long.

The courtyard here is the most remote pavilion of the Zong family. Zong Gaojun and Zong Qiurou deliberately arranged it for Mu Feng and Zong Xueling, and there were not even servants.

What Mu Feng admired was that although Zong Xueling was the eldest daughter of the Zong family, she was not spoiled and could endure hardships. Since she moved into this courtyard, she has done it herself and never complained.

However, Zong Xueling might know his future fate, and she was crying all day long, feeling depressed, and the smile on her face became less and less.

Mu Feng looked at Zong Xueling who was getting thinner and thinner, and felt quite pity in his heart.

After sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, Mu Feng held a broom and looked up at the bloody setting sun in the west.

"The sun is weak and the mountain is dying, and the life is in danger, so don't worry about it in the morning!"

Mu Feng's eyes showed a clear look and murmured: "Anyone or thing will die, but the sunset is at its peak of brightness and prosperity, dispersing all its remaining light, and then it gradually ends and falls on the west mountain!"

After the prosperity is over, it gradually declines.

This is the case with the setting sun, and so is the case with people! If the sunset is said to be born to death, then the sunset is to be born to death.

Mu Feng's eyes gradually became confused. He took a step forward, used the broom in his hand as a sword, and practiced sword moves from the courtyard.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body, but a mysterious aura fluctuation was radiated.

Mu Feng danced his sword faster and faster, and the mysterious wave became more and more powerful, surrounding him like an airflow, making a hissing whistle.

As Mu Feng danced with swords, the fallen leaves danced gracefully in the courtyard, with Mu Feng as the center, flying around like big dragons, hovering like flying.

At this moment, people, fallen leaves, and sunset seem to be integrated, and time seems to be frozen.

Buzz! Suddenly, Mu Feng slashed out with a sword, and a mysterious ripples quickly swept and spread in all directions with an unparalleled momentum.

At this moment, a ray of rays of setting sun appeared above the courtyard, and the red gold glory and the afterglow of the sunset merged, regardless of you or me.

The moment the shadow of the setting sun appeared, it ended very quickly and turned into darkness.

The huge courtyard was instantly shrouded in darkness, and I reached out without seeing my five fingers.

Bang bang bang! Suddenly, continuous explosions sounded in the air. The broom in Mu Feng's hand could not withstand the power of the setting sun, and exploded into powder.

The mysterious ripples dissipated instantly, the darkness dissipated, and the sunset remained.

Mu Feng stood silently in the courtyard, with a sudden enlightenment in his eyes.

The artistic conception of the sunset! He finally achieved great success.

Cruff! In the courtyard, the door of the attic opens, and a beautiful girl with skin that is better than snow comes out.

"The sunset has not set, why is it suddenly dark just now?"

Zong Xueling looked west with beautiful eyes and found that the sunset was still there, and the bright afterglow was falling, and there was no darkness.

But just now, the courtyard was indeed in darkness. Although it was only a short moment, she would never see it wrong.

"Mu Feng! Do you know what happened just now?"

Zong Xueling walked slowly, looked at Mu Feng and asked.

Mu Feng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know either!"

Upon hearing this, Zong Xueling nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mu Feng! Tomorrow, the people from the Zuo family will come to propose marriage. It's still time for you to leave now!"

Mu Feng asked back without answering, "Miss Xueling! Are you willing to marry the second son of the Zuo family?"

Zong Xueling was stunned, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to! But so what?

Neither Zong Gaojun’s lineage nor Zuo’s family can compete with me!”

"Tomorrow, you will have the confidence to compete with them!"

Mu Feng said calmly.

Zong Xueling smiled bitterly and said, "Mu Feng! Thank you for your comfort. I'll visit my father first!"

"Wait! If you take this elixir, it should be helpful to your father's injury!"

Mu Feng took out a crystal clear pill containing purple light and handed it to Zong Xueling.

"Is this the Purple Spirit Pill?"

Zong Xueling exclaimed and recognized the purple spiritual pill in his hand.

The purple spirit pill is a half-step king-level healing spirit pill. Even if the half-step king is severely injured, if you take this pill, you can recover your vitality in a short time. It is an extremely precious spirit pill.

With the foundation of their sect, even if they use the power of the entire clan, they may not be able to buy such a purple spirit pill.

But Mu Feng actually gave it to her like this, and she was also puzzled. Why did Mu Feng, a casual cultivator, have the Purple Spirit Pill?

"Miss Xueling! No need to refuse, your father should need this spiritual pill very much, just take it!"

Mu Feng said seriously and authentically.

At the beginning, Mu Feng killed Yuwen Tianyi and others in Jinchanling, but took away their space rings and made a huge fortune.
Chapter completed!