My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: The first thousand six hundred and ninety

If you peel off these black crystals and study them carefully.

　　 I don’t know if I can find a way to crack it.

　　 But she has a lot of business now, so let's do some research when she spares time.

　　 This thing is not in a hurry.

　　Qiaomu finished his thoughts, raised his head and looked in the direction of Mu Cang, and stood up and said, "The next thing, you handle it by yourself, we will go back to the palace first."

After 　　 said, he took out a box and threw it to Mr. Mu, "There are several sets of defensive talisman arrays stored in it. You can set them up near your home."

　　 Mu Cang looked a little excited, took the box and nodded, then stood up, "Jojo."

　　 "Prince Princess, please stay." The elder also hurriedly got up and handed out a token with Mu's family crest. "This is a family order. In fact, you should hand it in as early as when you came out of Chaoyang Tower. Here you are."

　　"You are the chosen master of the house appointed by the ancestors of Chaoyang."

　　 "If in the past, there might be some people in the clan who would be dissatisfied, but from now on, I believe that no one will raise questions again."

　　 Arbor frowned slightly.

　　 I saw the three elders clasped their hands and said in unison, "Please don't refuse the crown prince!"

　　 "Please don't refuse the princess."

　　 Qiaomu nodded, raised his hand to accept the token that the elder bowed and handed over, and said in a low voice, "Since you want me to be the Patriarch, from this moment on, everything must be listened to. Including The daily training of the disciples in the clan, etc."

　　The three elders nodded together, "It's all based on the guidance of the Patriarch."

　　 "Then the succession ceremony of the Patriarch..."

　　 Qiaomu shook his head, "In extraordinary times, let everything be simple. You call all the disciples here."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Mu's family has gone through two big battles, and more than half of the disciples were casualties.

　　 Now the entire family, from the elder's house to the ordinary disciples in the family, does not exceed a thousand people in total.

　　 But after the two battles, the xinxing of ordinary disciples has improved a lot, which is actually a good thing.

The 　　 family has eliminated a lot of tumor-like existence. After removing the dross, what is left should be almost the essence...

　　 Just like that, Qiao Mu still looks down on these Mu family a little bit.

　　 After all, the Mu family's combat effectiveness is compared with Feng Clan people, that is, the existence of Zhan Wu Zha, it is not comparable.

　　 A quarter of an hour later, many Mu family disciples dressed neatly, dressed in Tsing Yi, gathered in front of the hall.

　　 A group of disciples lined up in a square formation, standing under the broad steps, looking up at the people standing in front of the hall.

　　 The little princess stood blankly at the front of the crowd, staring at them sharply.

　　 "Meet the Patriarch!" The three Mu Family veteran-level elders all gave their hands together.

　　 followed closely, and the many disciples under the steps immediately unified their steps, took a step forward, kneeled on one knee and bowed their hands together in salute, "See the master!"

　　 "Meet the Patriarch!"

　　 The disciples’ voices were loud and loud, spreading out layer upon layer like ocean waves, shattering mountains and forests, and slowly rippling in the air.

　　 In the darkness before dawn, the voice was tumbling and unceasing, and everyone’s heart was filled with high emotions.

　　 "Today, Heavenly Luck killed our people and stepped on our land! In the future, he will pay for it! Pay a hundred times the price!"

　　 The little princess said nothing, and all the disciples immediately raised their arms and shouted "Blood debts!"

　　 "Blood debts and blood!"

　　 Mu Cang nodded comfortingly.