Later, Li Mu asked a few questions, and after the inquiry, Li Mu God breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

From what happened to him when he fell to the windy, to his return to the 100,000 mountains, it was only three days, and thousands of years have passed without Li Mu’s imagination.

This makes Li Mu God breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, but more let Li Mu God shocked, he can clearly sense that he himself to understand the fire-shaped carving time must take more than a thousand years, but why only three days, what is the matter?

Perhaps it is due to the existence of those ancient sculptures.

Through the inquiry, finally, with the woman as the head, he also put his heart to Li Mu God and talked with Li Mu God further.

“Who are you?”The woman asked Li Mu God.

"My name is Li Mu, I went from Dragon City to the imperial capital, but I did not expect to encounter a beast in the middle of the martial king's land, and lost with his companions on the way to escape."Li Mu's way.

As for why he did not tell this group of people his life, Li Mu God naturally low-key behavior, Shi Kokao, Guhai and the proud of the Ji family, they all watched themselves fall into the wind, in their view they will die, but Li Mu God knows that there must be a powerful figure outside the imperial capital does not know that he has fallen into the wind, is waiting in the emperor's capital for Li Mu God!

The value of Jinyang's heart is more precious than Li Mu's imagination!He must go to the imperial capital in a low-key way, and it is naturally better to be able to go to the emperor with this group of people.

The woman group carefully looked at Li Mu's god, and saw that Li Mu's cultivation was only a martial arts realm, and did not care much.

Li Mu said: "There is still a way to go to the emperor, there will be danger on this road, and if I am repaired as if I go alone on the road, I can't safely reach the imperial capital, I don't know if I can go with you on the road?"

The woman's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if thinking about whether to bring Li Mu God with her.

Behind the woman, a man with a bare height contemptuously and coldly looked at Li Mu, "Son, why should we let you go?"

Li Mu said, “I have Wu coins here, how much do you want, and what will I do to you?”

The bare man slightly raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes and swept over Li Mu, saying, "A thousand days of Wujin, we will bring you safely to the imperial capital."

The woman's face was a little unhappy, looking at the bare man.

At this time, Li Mu God had taken a thousand days of tweed from the ancient ring and handed it to the bare man.

The bare man was very surprised, and did not expect that this Li Mu god would actually take out a thousand days of coins to give him.

He looked at the rag-in Li Mu god in front of him, and his eyes flashed a few rays of light and said, "A thousand days of Wu won is not enough, at least three thousand days of Wujin is not enough."

Li Mu God frowned, “Doesn’t that mean a thousand days worth?”

The man smiled coldly, "You hear who says that it takes only 1,000 days to escort a person from a hundred thousand mountains to the emperor, and it takes three thousand days of Wu to do it."

Li Mu looked directly at the man with the red, eyes cold and cold, powerful and terrible pressure emanated.

The man felt cold all over, I don’t know why.

"It's enough, a thousand days of Wu won, and we'll take him to the imperial capital."

At this time, the woman spoke, and she hung two full-time moon scimitors on their backs and walked to Zhang Ding and Li Mu God.

This woman has a demonic figure, bumpy, because as a warrior, fighting all the year round, there is no extra inch of meat on her body.

Zhang Ding looked at the woman, but also the faint flash of greed in his eyes, and soon concealed it.

This cultivation is not weak, except for the woman, is the most powerful warrior in this group, cultivated in the realm of the seven stars.

"He Jing, a thousand days of martial money is too few, it is not worth taking him to the imperial capital."Zhang Ding on the female path.

He looked at Zhang Ding lightly and said, "Zhang Ding, a thousand days of Wu coins is what you said, people should talk about honesty, not to mention that he took out a thousand days of Wulu and went to the emperor with us."

Among this group of people, it is obvious that this quiet is the leader, and the others have nodded their heads and expressed their approval of He Jing's words.

This dingy face is a bit ugly, but since He Jing has spoken, he can no longer ask Li Mu for 3,000 treasuries, snorted, and looked at Li Mu God coldly.

Li Mu God touched the tip of his nose, and did not know that this ding had raised hostility to him for him.

Then, He Jing went to the front of Li Mu God, a fragrance came, Li Mu God sniffed a little, and said, "This is the fragrance of lotus flowers."

"Li Mu, rest assured, since you have taken out a thousand days of Wujin, we will deliver you safely to the imperial capital."

Li Mu God nodded his head and said nothing more.

After that, He Jing turned away, and did not intend to have a deeper understanding of Li Mu.

Then the god Li stayed among the people.

He followed behind this group of people, walking through a hundred thousand mountains, and there was no one to take care of him in the middle, and in the front, that ding had always been close to that, but he was quiet and cold, and did not take care of him.

Li Mu God did not intend to understand this group of people, but only hoped that he could get to the imperial capital safely among this group of people, and no one would take Jinyang's heart again in the middle.

Walking on the road, Li Mu-shen took out the blood of the iron-armed flying eagle purchased in the rock cliff hole.

The blood of this iron flying eagle is packed in a bottle, the blood is brilliant, and the treasure lines in it are shining, and there are dozens of pounds.

The use of the blood of the iron flying eagle is enough for Li Mu to cultivate the treasure-blood-blood-killing.

“What is this?”Suddenly, in the ears of Li Mu, the voice of a man came.

The man's voice was as warm as jade, like a warm wind blowing into the eardrum.

Li Mu God put away the blood of the iron flying eagle and looked at the man in front of him.

The man's body is long and thin, only 22 years old, the face is sickly pale, but his appearance is similar to He Jing, but the beautiful appearance looks weak, his printing hall on the slightly black, to Li Mu God friendly nod.

Li Mu God also nodded his head to this man.

"You can call me He Changsheng, He Jing's brother."The man spoke to Li Mu.

“Li Mu.”Li Mu's way.

Li Mu God was curious and did not know why he came to talk to him.

At the same time, from the appearance of this long-lived god, Li Mu God, this long-lived and serious illness, there is not much time.

Li Mu said, “Brother, I don’t know what you are looking for me?”

He Changsheng smiled, "Things are not, just saw Brother Li alone at the end, came to talk to you."

Li Mu God smiled, "Lonely and not, alone for a long time has been accustomed to."

He Changsheng nodded and said, "You are right, you have been alone for a long time, and you will get used to it."

Li Mu God looked at this long life, from his body, Li Mu God can clearly feel a kind of loneliness, obviously in this group of people, in addition to his sister, no one seems to want to talk to him.

"I heard that you come from Guanshan City, Guanshan City is a big city outside the emperor of the East Wilderness of the Jing Dynasty, but unfortunately there is no time to go."What a long way.

He Changsheng seems to have not spoken to outsiders for a long time, and then he continued to talk to Li Mu God, most of the time, He Changsheng was talking alone, Li Mu God listened quietly, walking all the way in 100,000 mountains.

For this long life, Li Mu God can see that he is a very lonely person, for his talk is not disgusted, on the contrary, there is a little sympathy in his heart, from this long-lasting body, he can feel He Changsheng's breath of life has been very weak, his time is not much.

At this time, He Changsheng sighed with Li Changsheng, "Brother Li, I don't have much time, no one else talks to me except my sister, I can only talk to you, if you disturb you, please don't mind."

Li Mu said lightly: "I don't mind, your printing hall is black, the life of the whole person is weak, it must have been sick for many years."

He Changsheng's eyes were unexpected, he did not expect Li Mu to see that his disease had been tangled in for many years.

“Brother Li, are you an alchemist?”

Li Mu God nodded, his previous life as a five-pin alchemist, for this long-lived situation, he is naturally incomparably clear.

“Brother Li, since you have seen that I have been sick for many years, do you know that there is a way to be saved?”What a long way.

Li Mu looked at He Changsheng and shook his head: "What brother, you also said that you came from the ancient city of Ho, and the ancient city is far away from the emperor, and the distance is tens of millions of miles, and you come to the emperor for thousands of miles, presumably for your disease?"

He Changsheng nodded, Li Mu God was right, and he and his little sister He Jing went to the imperial capital from the ancient city of He, in order to treat his disease.

Is it just that I don’t know why this disease?

Even if Li Mu God was a five-pin alchemist in his previous life, he only knew what he was growing up with disease, and he did not know what disease it was.

At the same time, Li Mu God has already sensed that this long-lived air machine has dissipated and has no life to live.

He Changsheng did not say anything much, he sighed, "the big husband stands in heaven and earth, only fights in the morning and evening, since there is no cure, then enjoy the next life."

Li Mu God nodded, He Changsheng said it is indeed reasonable, the big husband is standing in heaven and earth, no one knows how long they can live, cherish the present is good.

And at this time, a cold laugh came from the side, Zhang Ding sneered: "Short-life ghost, one can only fight for the morning and the evening."

God's eyebrows frowned.

And what he said about Zhang Ding was just a smile, and did not refute anything.

Zhang Ding's hands were behind, from the front to the back, and stayed in front of Li Mu God, with a proud face.

“Boy, do you have a good time talking to a short-lived ghost?”

Li Mu looked at Zhang Ding and said, “What’s going on?”