The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu was in the air and witnessed all the things that happened below. He turned around silently, and there was a glimmer of sparkling water in his eyes.

The next moment, his body suddenly rose to the sky, and under the flash, he penetrated the roof and came outside.

He stood in a hovering position, his eyes looking into the blue sky in the distance, breathing deeply, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

Shi Mu gently touched the chest, where somewhere has been blank, seems to be filled in the moment before.

He could not help but shake his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of his paranoia and grievances, he failed to see his father's last side. Although he was nothing on the surface, it was actually a pity that was hidden in his heart.

All this experience at the moment has finally made this regret eliminated.

He looked at the world in front of him, and there was a hint of thoughtful color in his eyes.

Perhaps this is the intention of the moon **** to illusion the world.

It’s been a month since I entered this illusion. After a moment of curiosity and experience of seeing his father’s scene, Shi Mu gradually felt bored.

However, he tried many methods and could not escape the illusion.

Not only that, but one thing, he still can't leave the young Shimu too far.

More than one limit, about a hundred feet or so, there will be an invisible force that binds his body and drags it over.

I can't do anything about it.

It seems that this illusion is to keep the young man himself.

"That will follow." Shi Mu muttered to himself, flying and falling in the courtyard below.

Three days later, the Jin family held the funeral of the stone father.

In the past few years, Shi's father has made a lot of contributions to the Jin family. He has also created a lot of industries. Many people in the Jin family who have a good relationship with them or who are still acceptable are also attending the funeral.

However, according to Shi Mu's observation, these people are not all kind, and many people try to get involved in the industries left by Shijia.

However, Jin Yuezhen is in charge of the public, and all the industries are attributed to the name of the young Shi Mu, so that the young Shi Mu has a lot less prejudice against the first-time girl.

......

Three months later.

In a manor on the outskirts of Fengcheng City, there was a burst of weapons.

In the performance field of the manor, the young Shi Mu is facing the rising sun, waving a blue steel knife, and a bright knife shadow lingers around him, emitting a sensation of coldness and screaming with the crane.

Suddenly, the young Shimu squinted his eyes and shot two cold lights. His body swayed and passed over several erected scarecrows. The knife in his hand was doubled, and a brilliant knife suddenly burst.

Hey!

Among the rows of scarecrows, six scarecrows headed up at the same time and fell to the side.

"Just and sigh! Your husband's blast of this blast is almost a small one!" A yellow shirt, a girl, did not know when it appeared next to him, clapping his hand.

Juvenile Shimu took the knife and stood up, looking at the alum girl, a smile on her face.

"Yuhuan, how come you have time to come to me?"

"Let's see you. In the next six months, you will be enrolled in the Yuanyuan Academy. You can't drop the list." Shi Yuhuan laughed.

"Do not worry." Juvenile Shimu smiled confidently.

In the past three months, Zhen Zhen provided him with many precious refining herbs, and invited Wu Dao to master his cultivation. At this moment, he has reached the peak of eight layers of hardening.

In another half year, he was sure to reach the ten layers of the quenching body, and it was not a problem to enter the Kaiyuan Military Academy.

"So confident? Well, let's try it, look at the sword!" Shi Yuhuan crooked his eyebrows, his hand was pulled, and a long-sworded sword appeared in his hand.

The sword light flashed, and the swift rushed toward the young stone shepherd, pulling out a bright light in the air.

Juvenile Shimu looked awkward and slashed his knife and greeted them. The two men fought together.

In the middle of the air, Shi Mu quietly looked at the two people below, and his heart was mixed.

......

After half a year.

A bluestone high platform in the Kaiyuan Armed Forces, two people fighting together, when the time and time.

The two movements are extremely fast, and they have turned into a dazzling afterimage. From time to time, the sound of the collision of the soldiers is heard.

One of the two is a young man in the green robe.

People holding a long knife, illusion of a knife light, very fast, it is the set of winds and knives, but the power is much larger than half a year ago.

The knife light shrouded the range of a few feet in front of him, and it really seemed to be a bright lightning.

His opponent is a young man who looks a bit sloppy, wearing a costume of the Kaiyuan Armed Forces, holding a long sword and casting a sword.

This sword is warm and dense, as if it is rainy and drizzle. Jianguang does not leave the front three feet. It seems to be sluggish, but it is easy to catch all the knives of the young Shimu.

There are many people standing near Gaotai, most of them are teenagers. Shi Yuhuan is in it. Looking at the two on the stage, there is a trace of tension in his eyes.

On the other side of Shitai, there are several middle-aged men dressed in the costumes of the Kaiyuan Armed Forces. Their eyes are also on the two on the high platform.

The young Shi Mulian attacked for a while, and had no effect at all. His face was a little anxious.

He sighed low, his arms suddenly became blurred, and the eight bright and bright knives emerged, and the youth went to the opposite side.

"Hey! It's a sigh!" The middle-aged man with a slender, shallow-shouldered snoring.

工具中中男, each other, I looked at them.

On the top of the ring, the youth eyes are also a condensate, the wrists move, and the long sword in the hands also sings out the eight swords and greets them.

Boom!

A series of muffled sounds, the sword shadow and the shadows scattered at the same time.

The young Shi Mu body was shocked, and Qilian retired a few steps before he stood still.

On the opposite side, the youth is calm and the body is not shaking.

"Hey!" A crisp bell rang.

"stop!"

The two suddenly stopped and stood back.

Juvenile Shi Mu’s face showed some tension and looked at the middle-aged men under the stage.

"Through the assessment." The few people whispered a few words, one person said.

Juvenile Shimu’s face suddenly showed excitement, and the stone jade ring under the stage was also happy.

Outside the crowd not far away, Shi Mu stood in front of a thick stone pillar and quietly looked at everything in front of him.

This self, who is most familiar with himself, seems to be getting stranger.

......

Ten years later.

In the Qiqi National Capital City, a team of warriors wearing heavy black armor rides in a pure black battle, slowly passing through a street.

These people look stunned and cold-eyed, apparently all tiger-wolf soldiers who have been through the battlefield.

The front is a tall man, wearing a black dragon armor, wearing a steel helmet on his head, covering half of his face, can not see the appearance, but feels young is not a big, seems to be a young man.

There is a black dragon dragon knife hanging from his waist. The blade is half longer than the ordinary sword. The handle is a faucet shape. Although it is not sheathed, it exudes a murderous murder.

"It's Black Dragon!"

"I heard that their departure from Beijing this time is to annihilate the black-fighting gang of the bandit gang in Qilian Mountain. It seems to be a big victory!"

"Of course, the leader of Heilongjiang is the youngest guardian warrior in our country, the ‘Dragon's knife’, the stone husband, the general of the royal seal, and the little black wind alliance is the opponent?”

The crowds in the vicinity have been talking about each other, and their eyes are on the front of the black armor youth, and their eyes are full of reverence and envy.

The black armor youth is expressionless and drives the horse forward.

The group soon came to a house, and there was a plaque on the house, which read the two characters of Shifu.

The black armor turned over and took off his armor, revealing a strong face, which is Shi Mu.

"Yu Yong, you are carrying the Black Dragon Guardian Club, and the Ministry of Military Affairs will also report it to you." He said to a bald black man next to him.

"Yes, adults." The bald man quickly promised.

Shi Mu turned and walked toward the mansion. He went to the hall to take off his armor and put on a loose warrior gown to come to the inner court.

"French!" A green shirt and shadows rushed over and flew into the stone animal husbandry.

Shi Mu’s face showed a hearty smile, and he opened his arms and hugged the shirt. He turned two laps before putting it down.

The next person in the government is consciously avoiding it.

Qian Ying is a green-shirt woman. It is a rare beauty. What is even more rare is that there is a rare hero among women.

"In the broad daylight, you are too intimate. Purple is a big man, you are the imperial wife of the imperial court, and the manners must be in accordance with etiquette, how can it be so casual." A slightly ridiculously audible sound.

A woman in a goose-yellow shirt came over from the eccentric hall. It looked like she was in her early twenties and her appearance was quite beautiful. It was a stone jade ring.

"Yuhuan, you are also." Shi Mu put down the green shirt woman, nodded to Shi Yuhuan.

"Why, don't you welcome?" Shi Yuhuan said with one hand on his hips.

"Where you dare, you are now the inner disciple of Xuanwuzong, that is, we met with the Emperor Daqi, and I have to be polite, not to mention my little general." Shi Mukou said in this way, but his expression With a smile.

Shi Yuhuan gave Shimu a white eye.

"Well, you brothers and sisters don't care about bickering. Fujun, you have been driving for a day, definitely tired, I let the next person to give you some hot water, first bathe, solve the problem." Zier said carefully. Going outside.

Shi Mu looked at the figure of his wife, and his eyes flashed a little satisfaction.

"Are you not in Xuanwuzong? How come to the capital?" He sat down and looked at his sister.

"Oh, pick up a Zongmen mission, take a look at it by the way." Shi Yuhuan also sat down and put away the look of laughter.

"Hey, your cultivation has made a lot of progress, and it has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow. It seems that it will take a long time to open the gas house and advance to the innate. The Xuanwu Zong is rich in resources, and it really deserves its name." Shi Mu looked at his sister up and down. Surprised.

"Big Brother, are you ironic about me? When you first arrived at the Jin family, my strength is above you, but now it is a whole lower level than you." Shi Yuhuan said with no anger.

"I was able to advance to the innate, but it was a coincidence, and the follow-up was weak. In recent years, my cultivation has been stagnant, and it is sooner or later to catch up with you." Shi Muhe laughed.