Naturally, no one knows what Nangong Yunmu thinks. As a son, Nangong Qiqi dares not speculate. Perhaps after tonight, Tianyuan City will no longer be so peaceful. As the lord of a city, how could Nangong Yunmu not know how big the gap between the rich and the poor in Tianyuan City is so big that he will have to go into trouble sooner or later, especially the east and north parts of the city are even more difficult. Although the west of the city is slightly better, Wanjia Trading Company is becoming increasingly powerful and constantly driving the development of the west of the city. It will extend to the south of the city in the future. At that time, it will inevitably threaten the position of the Nangong family in the south of the city and even the Tianyuan City. He will definitely give in to the position of the city lord.

Nangong Qiqi looked at his thoughtful father and couldn't help asking, "What are your father thinking?"

Nangong Yunmu asked in a deep voice: "Qiqi, what do you think of the situation in Tianyuan?"

"Beware of the Northeast and suppress the west of the city." Nangong Qiqi didn't even think about it, and the eight words blurted out. The meaning was obvious, but always monitoring the development of various forces in the east and north of the city, we must never let them grow and grow, let alone let them unite. As long as they are dispersed, it is not to be afraid. The ten thousand merchants in the west of the city are in too strong momentum, and we must find ways to suppress them, and we must never let them extend to the south of the city.

"Okay, okay!" Nangong Yunmu laughed twice, "What are your plans?"

Nangong Qiqi smiled slightly: "The Nangong family naturally cannot show up. Although the forces in the east and north of the city are small, it will be a powerful weapon to use them properly. I think it should be no harm to us to use the east and north of the city to restrain the west of the city, right?"

After hearing his son's plan, Nangong Yunmu nodded frequently to show his satisfaction, which was exactly the same as what he thought.

At this moment, Luoyu Inn is in the north of the city.

After Mu Xiao came back from the west of the city, he took a shower and lay down and fell asleep. Anyway, today is not the day to go to work, and no one told him anything.

When I woke up in a daze, I saw that the inn was already dark and it turned out to be closed. I remembered that Uncle Hou was going to invite him to drink tonight, but this old guy didn't mention it? Anyway, there was nothing to do in the cold weather, so I went back to cover my head and wanted to sleep.

Brush... Brush..., the sound of stepping on the snow intermittently, the inn was closed, and the sound came from the backyard. Mu Xiao became alert. He walked to the window carefully and looked down through the cracks of the board. Sure enough, under the faint light, he saw a man in black wrapped in head, holding a big knife, walking step by step towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the backyard.

This is the small door leading to Mu Xiao’s room. This person definitely climbed over the wall from outside and entered the backyard. Mu Xiao did not rush to take action, but watched the change and saw why the person came.

Da...da..., with a few sounds of prying the door gently, the small door finally opened. The man in black flashed in. At this time, Mu Xiao was already holding a long sword in his hand and waiting for the driver to move in the room.

The man in black did not come to his room, but walked to the door of the room opposite him with no font size and pried the knife into the crack of the door.

"Who!" Mu Xiao was about to open the door and go out, but a woman's voice came from the room opposite. Black clothes ran away when she heard the sound, and Mu Xiao slammed the door and left. The man in black jumped directly from the second floor to the backyard. Mu Xiao jumped down in the air and blocked the man in black.

"Who dares to break into my Luoyu Inn?" Jiang Qiaoqiao, who had already chased after her, had a cold voice as if she had already been chasing her.

"Miss, are you going to die or live?" At this time, Mu Xiao and the man in black had already fought.

"Living" Jiang Qiaoqiao was extremely calm, as if she was watching a good show. It can be seen that he was not a weak woman.

The sword light and sword shadow in the backyard, the spark fluorescence and the sword energy blended in heat. The man in black: his body is sensitive and his sword skills are very fast. Mu Xiao didn't take much advantage. If he continues to fight like this, he will run away.

When! The man in black swept across, Mu Xiao Wuyou used his sword technique, and the sword and the sword collided. Mu Xiao's body suddenly rose into the air, and dived down the next second, sweeping down three feet above the ground, and the sword drew a brilliant light. The man in black retreated more than one meter, but the sword in Mu Xiao slashed forward, and a golden sword energy fell from the head of the man in black.

Puff! A dull sound accompanied by the man in black's head exploded, and his body fell to the ground the next second.

Mu Xiao looked at the long sword in his hand in shock, and the golden light slowly retreated. But he still couldn't believe that it was so easy for Wuyou's sword technique to kill a person with great strength. Suddenly he remembered Asan's words: enough to sweep half of the Tianyuan City. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but it is indeed quite powerful.

"Dead." Jiang Qiaoqiao had already walked to Mu Xiao at this time, and looked at him in a daze and said, "Don't you want to keep a living?" His voice was still very cold, like a soulless woman.

"I missed!" Mu Xiao was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Qiaoqiao actually smiled slightly at this moment: "Forget it, just don't go out here, it doesn't matter what way to keep him."

Looking at Jiang Qiaoqiao at this moment, Mu Xiao's heart trembled. The charming woman in front of him aroused his curiosity.

The backyard was quite moving, and it had already woken up Hou Bo, Liu San and others. Four guys followed him, including Liu San. He hurried from the second floor to the backyard and saw the scene in front of him, and was shocked and suspicious.

Luoyu Inn usually sees fighting and fighting, and it is like seeing you in the inn tonight. It is the first time to see Jiang Qiaoqiao. Seeing that it was fine, Hou Bo breathed a sigh of relief: "You go and get the carriage and clean up."

The guys looked at the headless corpse on the ground with the light, and felt nauseous. Liu San pointed at the corpse, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Do you know me?" Jiang Qiaoqiao was a little confused.

Liu San squatted down, lifted up the sleeve of the body, pointed to the tattoo mark on the arm of the corpse: "This is a unique mark of the Heavenly Dao Society. I heard that the Heavenly Dao President has been practicing a strange technique for the past year, and needs extremely cold things to assist in the practice. Is there something he wants in our inn?" Liu San said, looking at Mu Xiao, thinking, could there be any treasure on Mu Xiao who was targeted?

Mu Xiao was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Qiaoqiao: "How do you know this!"

It was originally a secret, but now the situation has to be revealed. It turned out that there was a friend named Liu Zhengtu in Liu Santong Town. He happened to meet Liu San in the east of the city a few days ago. The two had not seen each other for many years, so they drank a few more drinks on a whim. As a result, Liu Zhengtu was drunk and said that he was doing a job at the Tiandao Club.

Over the past year, they were practicing a technique called "Ice Soul Ghost Hand", which required a large number of cold items as materials, so they sent more than 100 disciples from the Heavenly Daohui to search. At the beginning, they just went to some peripheral towns to find it, but the effect was not good. Recently, they were planning to inquire about weapons and objects in various cities about cold sex.

"Everyone clean up the place and hurry up and rest. Remember what happened tonight, and don't reveal a word!" Jiang Qiaoqiao turned around and walked quickly to the second floor.

Walking into the room without a font, closing the door. Jiang Qiaoqiao stared at the light, and the black long sword. He leaned forward with his jade hand, and he swept the sword into her hand. Her slender fingers gently stroked along the sword body as thin as a cicada wing. Wherever his fingers went, the sword body emitted a faint green light, and a biting cold air was squeezed. He put the sword back to its original place, turned his head and looked sideways in thought.

After struggling in the middle of the night, Mu Xiao was a little tired. The body was naturally taken outside by others to deal with it, and he still couldn't fall asleep when he returned to the room. Jiang Qiaoqiao's performance made him feel more and more uncomfortable, so he simply meditated in clinical practice.

The Taicang Jing was running inside the body, and the whole body was covered with golden light. The golden light flowed rapidly, and golden figures surrounded him out of thin air, playing Taicang Jing's moves and moves. Of course, in Mu Xiao's mind, each move flashed by.

Buzz! The powerful force instantly poured into his dantian, and the tendons and veins all over his body seemed to swell up. Mu Xiao, who was full of energy, held his hands and then flattened his chest down.

"Tai Cang Chaos First Comes" Mu Xiao opened his eyes excitedly, felt the unprecedented power in his body, and felt that the inner strength in his body increased several times than before.

According to the introduction in the dream, the Taicang Sutra is divided into four levels (chaotic, broken wilderness, rebellion, and Taicang). Each level has its initial success and perfection. It is really hard to believe that it is practiced within one day.

But Wuyou Sword Technique, what other moves are there besides Tianzhu? Mu Xiao suddenly remembered Asan and didn’t know where the great man was now. Now Wuyou Sword Technique is gradually mature. When Asan comes to Tianyuan, he should be able to use it freely!

The next day, Luoyu Inn opened as usual. No one mentioned anything that happened last night. Hou Bo, who should have taken leave and returned to his hometown, stayed in the inn for the time being and made plans after a while. Mu Xiao got up early and wiped the tables and chairs in the inn. As a new friend, of course, he had to perform well so that he could win the favor of the beautiful boss and speak easily in the future. Unfortunately, the boss couldn't see it before he got up. It was probably in vain for the early work.

Liu San helped the chef in the kitchen, and Hou Bo settled the accounts at the counter as usual. Mu Xiao cleaned the rag and took off his apron, and jumped to sit in front of the counter and stared at Hou Bo.

"Uncle Hou, do you still owe me a bar?" Mu Xiao asked quipped.

He is a cunning man, probably talking about people like Hou Bo. Before Mu Xiao could go down, he had already raised his hand and stopped: "Wait a minute! You guy, you guy, can't you bully me, you have a bad memory, right? When did I owe you a drink?"

Good guy, his skin is so thick. He had agreed to invite a drink last night, but he refused to accept it. Mu Xiao knew that the wine could not be drunk, so he pretended to be angry and snorted coldly, grabbed his apron and walked to the kitchen.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside. Two strange-looking dwarfs at the door were covered in blood, and they rushed into the inn with weapons in their hands. They were the iron hooks and sickles that appeared in Fenglin Town. Mu Xiaosan took a step and appeared in front of the counter to block the two of them. At this time, a golden halo appeared in his palm, and the Tai Cang Sutra ran instantly in his body.

"Help!" The sickle knelt down, as if a ball of flesh fell on the ground. Mu Xiao put his right hand on, and the golden halo instantly retracted. Before he could ask, noisy footsteps came from the door. Hearing the snow-staged footsteps, at least five or six people were rushing here.

Mu Xiao made a quick decision and passed over the head of the iron hook and sickle. Hou Bo quickly pushed the two of them behind the counter and stepped on a blood stain dripping on the ground. The two of them cooperated well, and the series of movements were orderly and unchaotic.

Mu Xiaogang landed at the door, five of them were dressed in disheveled clothes, and they were covered in signs of scratching their claws. It must be the masterpiece of the two dwarf brothers. It is indeed a bit of ability to escape from five tough opponents.
Chapter completed!