"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" Hou Ruofang's gentle voice was as echoed as a distant mountain, echoing intermittently in Li Mu's ears, full of anxiety and concern.

Li Mu shook his head hard, regardless of the bloody smell in the lobby, breathing heavily, and then he barely woke up. Then he suddenly felt a burst of sleepiness, just like waking up from a dream, and almost felt like he couldn't open his eyes.

Hou Ruofang's voice gradually became clearer, and the worry in his voice became a little more intense. He tried to ask in a calm tone, "Brother, are you okay? Look at your pale face..."

"Brother Hou, I'm fine, I'm fine..." Li Mu shook his head slightly and gasped for a few hurried breaths.

The wet and cold air still dilutes the strong smell of blood. When it is inhaled into the lungs, it no longer makes people feel nauseous.

"No, you must have something to do. It's not the first time today is like this."

Hou Ruo seemed a little disbelief, and reached out and pressed Li Mu's forehead again, frowned and said, "Can you be overthinking recently, and the weather in Chunan has changed drastically, so you accidentally suffered a cold? If this is the case, it would be sloppy. After we return to the escort agency, I will ask the kitchen to make some ginger soup for you and have a good rest for one night. It should be better."

Li Mu vaguely understood what was going on with him, but he was not very good at telling Hou Ruofang Ming.

Seeing Hou Ruofang looking at him with a worried look, Li Mu felt a little guilty and could only say gratefully: "Brother Hou, it's really okay. Look, am I fine now? The smell of blood was too strong just now, and it felt a little uncomfortable to smell it. And his mother Dongfang Li was a little disgusting to kill someone..."

Speaking of this, Li Mu couldn't help but look up at the lobby and found that the bodies of the two "three" had disappeared at any time, leaving only the blood on the floor, which was slowly condensed into a black and red semi-solid shape under the blow of the cold wind.

"Is this really the reason?" Hou Ruofang shook the folding fan and asked seriously with his face.

Li Mu was moved and funny, so he had to answer seriously: "It's really the reason. Brother Hou, you don't know. What I saw in the book before was said, "Mr. Ms. Ms., "I never thought that there would be such a disgusting way to kill people like Dongfang Li, so I couldn't help it, haha..."

Hou Ruofang looked at Li Mu carefully and found that Li Mu's face had indeed improved slowly. Then he nodded with confidence and said, "Okay, as long as you are fine. If you have any physical discomfort, you must tell me. Never hold on by yourself."

"Brother Hou, don't worry, I will never be polite to you."

Li Mu agreed with a smile on his face, then looked around again, and asked in confusion: "Where are those people? Brother Xiao and Uncle Niu, have they all left?"

Hou Ruofang closed the folding fan with a whisper, and pointed to the door opposite: "The teahouse is too small, and everyone feels that it is not easy to use. Moreover, Lord Liu, the city guard of Yunyang City, has sent people to maintain order and be a witness. Although these people in the martial arts world don't take Lord Liu seriously, they don't want to give the court face, so they all went to the street to watch the fun."

"The court doesn't care about these things?" Li Mu asked in surprise, "I remember Zainian... Well, I remember when I was in Weiyang City, those rogues would be arrested by the wolf-like constables and jailed as soon as they fought."

Hou Ruofang looked at Li Mu with a smile, shook his head slightly, "Brother, that's because the rascals are easy to deal with, so they will naturally be dealt with by the government. However, these people in the martial arts world are all very skilled and rebellious, and ordinary constables will definitely not take the blame. If they dispatched masters from the big internal army or the army to encircle and suppress, they would not waste money and food, nor would they... "

Having said this, Hou Ruofang suddenly stopped, sighed softly, and then continued: "After all, these people in the martial arts world are just fighting and fighting, killing a few people occasionally. It is not a big deal of rebellion. The court has no extra thoughts to deal with these fragmented matters? Being able to send a few people to maintain order and prevent accidentally hurting ordinary people is considered to be the end of kindness."

"So that's it. Isn't this just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?" Li Mu couldn't help but curl his lips and said disapprovingly, "I thought "Chu Lu" works everywhere. It turns out that killing a few people in the world is actually no one cares about it."

"Haha, brother, it's still a bit wrong for you to think this way."

Looking at Li Mu's look of resentment, Hou Ruofang couldn't help but smile and said, "The court generally does not care about the people in the world who kill the people in the world. However, if the people in the world who kill innocent people in the world, whether it is the court or the local forces, they will definitely send masters to chase and kill them, in order to maintain the stability of the empire and the ruling authority of the court."

After saying this, seeing that Li Mu was still confused, Hou Ruofan continued with a smile and said, "So brother, you must remember that in the territory of the Great Chu, the imperial court is still the biggest fist. Unless you are a congenital master, you may be able to be arrogant a few times, but you must not be too many times, otherwise..."

When Hou Ruofang was about to continue speaking, a rapid and detailed sound of weapons colliding vaguely spread into the teahouse. The solemn slap was mixed with inexplicable rhythm, just like a heroic Yanbei man playing a simple iron clang, ready to drink and sing.

Hou Ruofang's face changed, and he showed a hint of excitement and said, "Hehe, fight, Brother Xiao and the others have already fought. Let's go over and take a look. The "Nine Changes of Red Dragons" of the Xiao family is known as the first shooting technique in the Central Plains in a thousand years. It is rare to see it. We must see it, and there will be more boastful capital in the future."

Speaking of this, Hou Ruofang ignored Li Mu's reaction, took Li Mu's hand and walked out. While walking, he also said, "Actually, the 'Red Dragon Nine Changes' is powerful. If he can cultivate to the depths, it is actually not inferior to the 'Snow Yan Feiling' of Beifeng Castle. But Brother Xiao doesn't seem to understand it very much, and he doesn't know what's going on."

The two of them quickly walked to the gate. Hou Ruofang lifted the curtain on the door, and a ray of pale and clear sunlight could not wait to shine in, making the two who were already accustomed to the dark light squint their eyes at the same time.

After a while, Li Mu opened his eyes again and followed Hou Ruofang out of the gate. Only then did he see clearly that a white light was flying on a relatively wide street not far from the teahouse, attacking a black mist like a dragon emerging from the abyss.

There were not many people on the street. Apart from the more than ten people from the Iron Gun Alliance and the two brothers of the Lian family, there was only a tall and thin old man. It seemed that other people in the martial arts world, worried that they were accidentally injured by the two of them, had already run to the buildings on both sides of the street. They could see clearly and seemed much safer.

The old man has a clear appearance and clear facial features. It can be vaguely seen from the outline that he should have been a rare handsome man when he was young, but he was slightly hunched, but it slightly destroyed his overall temperament.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a little gray hair and a black cotton dress. He was standing by the sea of ​​Niu Dahai, looking at the two people fighting in the field with a blank expression.

"Jingzhe..."

Hou Ruofang suddenly muttered softly for no reason. Just when Li Mu was not sure, Xiao Biyu, who was not far away, suddenly jumped up. His silver spear was like the thunder in early spring, causing a roar, and stabbed from the air to Dongfang Li, who was pale and trying his best to maintain the defensive.

The dark shadow behind Dongfang Li has become faintly visible since when, and it seems to be ineffective.

Xiao Biyu's silver spear was extremely fast, and Dongfang Li had no choice but to growl, try to flip the black giant axe, and face the silver spear that stabbed in the air with the axe.

In a blink of an eye, the silver spear hit the axe and stopped at a slight touch. It made only an unusually slight impact, not as loud as Li Mu imagined. But for some reason, Dongfang Li retreated repeatedly, and his feet stepped on a series of clear footprints on the hard bluestone road.

With a clanging sound, a spark flew everywhere. Dongfang Li tried his best to insert the handle of the axe into the gap between the bluestone slabs. Relying on the power of the giant axe, he barely stopped his retreating steps. A flush appeared on his increasingly paler face, and a trace of scarlet blood began to appear on the corners of his mouth.

"The next move should be the wind blowing?"

Hou Ruofang did not take Li Mu forward, but stood quietly at the entrance of the teahouse and said something inexplicable again.

"Brother Hou..." Li Mu opened his mouth, but didn't know where to ask.

Hou Ruofang turned around and smiled at Li Mu, but shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Niu, look at it first, let's talk about other things later."

Li Mu shrugged helplessly and had to continue looking at Xiao Biyu. Xiao Biyu was shaking his arms slightly, and the silver spear suddenly turned into a fine silver light, like hazy clouds and mist, rolling up the remaining water on the ground, rolling towards Dongfang Li.

"Damn it, why didn't the wind rift? It was changed to Yunju?" Hou Ruofang curled his lips unhappily and cursed with swear words.

"You guessed it all, don't you seem to be very ignorant? No, no, how did Brother Hou know Brother Xiao's moves..." Li Mu couldn't help but think of it gloatingly, but felt a little strange, so he had to keep it in his heart and prepare to ask Hou Ruofang later.

Then he looked at Dongfang Li again, his face changed slightly again, and he felt a little bad in his heart. He saw that the black shadow behind Dongfang Li had long disappeared, and the black air on his face also became faint and almost invisible.

Facing Xiao Biyu's seemingly gentle but in fact she didn't know what dangerous moves were hidden, Dongfang Li suddenly felt powerless, just like when Xiao Yuehan was opposite him, the feeling of fear seemed to be innate and out of his heart.

In desperation, Dongfang Li showed a sharp look on his face, then gritted his teeth, and suddenly a mouthful of scarlet blood was sprayed out, all of which was sprayed onto the black giant axe in his hand. An extremely strange scene appeared in Li Mu's eyes, and the blood did not flow down the axe, but was tightly pressed on the surface of the axe and slowly seeped into the axe.
Chapter completed!