Mulinche came over with a cold look, and Madam Mu shut her mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Madam Mu stood up, "Forget it, I don't care about you... If you are willing to do this for the rest of your life, just keep doing this!"

Anyway, now that Mu's family has Jingqing, he doesn't worry about inheriting the clan...

Mulinche watched her leave and opened the lounge. Xiao Jingqing was asleep in it, seeming to have a dream, reaching out and holding it in the air, "Mom..."

His heart was shaken, and he smiled bitterly...

Looking up at the sky, Mulin Che closed his eyes...

"Jingchu...Where are you? Come back soon..."

When he woke up from the hospital, Mulin Che saw Mr. Mu at first sight.

The old man sullen his face and exudes a chill.

He sat up and wanted to remove the drip from his hand.

Mr. Mu's nostrils widened, his eyes widened like brass bells, "Don't recognize me as grandpa if you dare to pull it out!"

"grandfather...."

Mulin Che's voice was very hoarse. In fact, when he spoke, his throat seemed to be torn violently, and the pain reminded him that he was still alive.

Looking at Mr. Mu, he finally compromised and lay back weakly on the bed.

Elder Mu stared at him with a look of hatred that iron can't make steel.

"You will go out in the future, let alone my grandson!! I am not as shameful as your grandson!"

Mulin Che lowered his head, his lips were dry, and he didn't mean to refute.

Elder Mu scolded for a long time, but at last he could only stop weakly, looked at his grandson, and sighed, "I know you hate yourself, hate yourself can't protect Jingchu... But you tortured yourself like this, and you save it. No way she..."

Mulin Che's eyes were hollow, and he still didn't say a word.

"Yun Xiuchen is here..."

Elder Mu said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Mulinche's eyes lit up.

Elder Mu snorted coldly, "He has no news from Jingchu either!"

The light in his eyes quickly dissipated again.

Elder Mu saw what he didn't want to say, but he said, "He's here to ask you a question, would you like to go up the mountain with him..."

Mulin Che did not speak.

"Aren't you angry that you can't protect Jingchu? Then try to become strong, don't torture yourself with self-pity here! You tortured yourself to death, still can't save Jingchu!"

Elder Mu sighed, "I never told you... When you were very young, Yun Xiuchen visited our house... He once owed my father and your great-grandfather a favor, so I was willing to do this this time. Come and help... At that time, he touched your bones and said that you were the most talented person he had ever seen. He wanted you to come into his sect to practice... However, at that time you were still very young, and our Mu family was again Three generations of only seedlings... I did not agree."

"Although it's late, it's too late. Yun Xiuchen said, although you are practicing now, although it is not the best time, but you have good roots, maybe the speed of cultivation is not slow...Lin Che, you go to Wudang Mountain! Become stronger! Only in this way can you save Jingchu!"

Mulin Che's eyelashes moved...

Six months later, Wudang Mountain.

Yun Xiuchen sighed and looked at the man in front of him with a headache, "If you continue to practice day and night like this, I'm afraid that you will lose your life before you become immortal!"

Mulin Che stood there blankly, with eyelashes down and did not speak.

Yun Xiuchen said: "Go back, someone is waiting for you."

Someone is waiting for him? Who can...

Mulinche was walking forward in the night, there was no light on the mountain, but he was not affected at all. Rebirth Space: Mu Shao, spoil the sky!