Wanwangfeng, Chen Jiuyi is far away. There are no tigers in the mountain. The fox is called the king. Muer is not a little girl, but she has her own "big" ideal.

These days, Muer is struggling all the time for his ideal, but what he gets is disappointment and helplessness, sadness and hesitation.

"Well, it's impossible to use the medium view. There's not a man like Chen Jiu who can use the medium view, which makes him have to lower his goal!" Muer sighed with regret.

"Mujie, of the ten disciples invited yesterday, nine came together!" Just then, a man came respectfully to Muer and told him.

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