Dark Beast Summoner

"Miss, why hasn't the young master come out yet? It's almost the appointed time!"

Sang Lan looked at the closed door of Mu Yuheng. It was already noon, and there was only half an hour left before the duel with the Prince Gong Qin. Young Master Mu hadn't come out of the retreat yet, she said anxiously.

She looked back, but found that there was no anxiety on the young lady's face. She sat lazily on the rattan chair under the pavilion, with a faint smile on her white jade-like face, as if everything was under control. .

"Don't worry, Sang Lan, when the time comes, he will naturally come out."

Mu Wushuang took a slow sip of the hot tea, exhaling like blue.

No one will pay more attention to today's duel than himself. For him, today is a huge turning point to bid farewell to the unbearable past. There is cause and effect. Only by stepping on the body of the little prince under his feet can he completely get rid of the past. Cut off demons.

Although the dandy Xiaojun Wang was not worth mentioning in his eyes, it was undeniable that in the few years after his cultivation was completely lost, the Xiaojunwang was a big mountain in front of him, and he was someone he had no choice but to kill.

A quarter of an hour before the duel, the closed door finally opened.

The jade-like youth in a white robe swept away the gloom at the beginning, with high-spirited eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a dignified appearance.

His eyes fell on his younger brother Meiren, who was at the fourth rank of spiritual apprentice, and Mu Wushuang nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of the first genius boy of the year, he has recovered all his cultivation in a short period of time.

"Yuheng, elder sister taught you a good thing."

Mu Wushuang smiled and pulled him into the door. When he came out again, Mu Yuheng's aura was restrained, and he had no spiritual power fluctuations, just like the waste boy before.

The siblings looked at each other and laughed blackly.

"Is the trash still coming?"

"Don't regret it, don't dare to come!"

"It's useless for him to regret, the blood book has been completed, and the world is the proof, and he will never die. If he dares to be a tortoise, it is equivalent to violating the blood book, and a thunderbolt from the heavens will cut him into coke!"

"It's still the first genius of the year, and he doesn't even have the energy to duel. It seems that in the past few years, he has not only lost his body, but also his temperament. It is better to live like this than to die."

In the square outside the city gate, there was a huge crowd at this time, and many people were waiting to watch the duel between Xiaojun Wang and Mu Yuheng in the snow.

Most of these people came here after betting. Although they all knew that Xiaojun Wang would win, they still wanted to see the process. People liked to watch the fun.

Seeing that the appointed time was about to come, Mu Yuheng hadn't appeared yet, which made countless people unhappy, shouting loudly, and his tone was extremely mocking.

"Second Prince! If Mu Yuheng didn't come, he would be considered a loser!"

Suddenly someone asked loudly to the second prince, Ximen Hai, in the stands.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ximenhai. After all, Mu Yuheng's life and death were not important in their eyes, the important thing was that there should be no accidents at the gambling table.

Ximen Hai came here to build momentum for his son, and when his favorite son was in a majestic duel of life and death, of course he had to celebrate for him.

Hearing someone ask him at this moment, he smiled boldly: "If Mu Yuheng doesn't come, he will naturally be considered a loser, even if he comes, everyone's bet is guaranteed to win, and this king will not be stingy about it. "

Hearing what the Second Prince said, everyone was already smiling and gearing up for the money.

"The trash is here!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone turned sideways, only to see Mu Yuheng wearing a white robe, slender, a little thin, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, people couldn't help shaking their heads: This waste is sent to death.

Many women looked at Mu Yuheng, whose face was like a crown of jade, with amazement in their eyes, and at the same time they felt very sorry, such a handsome and handsome young man will soon be silent and become a cold corpse.

If nothing happened back then, how dazzling he should be now, but now, he will fall.

Moreover, it was the life-and-death duel that his sister Mu Wushuang had promised him. It was really disgusting. In order to be the fastest, he had to send his brother's life in the medicine jar, obviously to kill him.

How can there be such a vicious sister in this world!

It's really hateful. If it wasn't for Mu Wushuang, Mu Yuheng wouldn't have to die. With his handsome appearance, how many women would be willing to marry him, not to mention that he was the son of the Hou family, and it was enough to live a life of prosperity and wealth.

"Who am I? It turns out that it was you who came here. The king of this county thought you didn't dare to come."

Gong Qin Xiaojun Wang stood up sarcastically and looked at Mu Yuheng with disdain.

Mu Wushuang stared at Xiaojun Wang, and found that his body was rich in spiritual power, and his cultivation base had risen a lot compared to the last time we met. He was actually at the fifth rank of the spiritual apprentice realm, but his foundation was not very stable. 's practice.

But Meiren's younger brother is a true cultivation base that has been accumulated for many years and is steady and steady.

So, she wasn't very worried.

Ximen Kang looked at Mu Yuheng, and after scanning it up and down several times, there was a trace of greed in his turbid eyes. After he held the treasury in his hands, as he got older, he became more tolerant of meat and vegetables. I like young and handsome boys more and more. I don't know how many beautiful girls are raised in the mansion outside, but Mu Yuheng's superb appearance is better than any one he has played with.

It would be a pity if he died like that.

He shook his body, covered with fat, stood up, and said to Mu Yuheng with his greedy eyes unconcealed:

"Mu Yuheng, you dare to duel with my son, you have a lot of courage, but my son only needs a little finger to kill you in Jiuquan, if you kneel and kowtow to my son today and beg for mercy, this king will let my son forgive me. You are not dead."

Mu Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared - old thing, tired of living!

Mu Yuheng smiled coldly, and his cold eyes fell on Ximen Kang and Xiaojun Wang:

"Back then, your son set up a trick to abolish my dantian, destroy my cultivation base, and use filthy methods. Today, I will come to get everything back!"

As soon as his voice fell, there was an uproar around him.

"Isn't Mu Yuheng dumb? How can he speak?"

"Is his mute cured?"

"Although he can speak, he has no cultivation base and will surely die today."

"Being out of control, how dare you say that you want to get everything back, what are you asking for, are you talking about! Hahaha!"

Xiaojun Wang also burst into laughter, it is ridiculous that this trash actually said that he wants to get everything back!

However, just when people were laughing at Mu Yuheng over his own abilities, the aura on his body suddenly soared, and he actually went from having no cultivation base to the fourth rank of the Spiritual Disciple Realm in one breath!

The young man is like a pine tree, his eyes are like electricity, and he is majestic. Like a sharp sword piercing the clouds, shocking Jiuxiao.

People's laughter broke in their throats, and Quan looked at Mu Yuheng in shock.

how can that be!

This trash can not only speak, but even his cultivation has recovered!

Isn't it because his dantian is broken and his muscles are exhausted, and countless doctors have diagnosed him as impossible to recover in this life?

Can he actually practice?