Long Yubing took the scabbard and felt that Mu Wushuang was holding the sword body hard. He couldn't help but frowned and shouted, "Why do you do so hard?! Hurry up!" Mu Wushuang could only slowly let go of his left hand. Long Yubing glanced at Mu Wushuang and gently put Juluo Jian to his hand. Mu Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and silently said, "I'm so worried. Xiaoyu had long said that uncle was a good person."

Mu Wushuang was in a state of consciousness, and Long Yubing suddenly shouted: "Come!" Mu Wushuang also noticed that the curtain beside the bed was automatically breeze. Long Yubing said to Mu Wushuang without raising his head, "Stand far away, the evil spirit on your body is also very heavy!" Mu Wushuang nodded and returned to the table and asked casually: "According to the uncle of the little master, isn't the evil spirit on the mouse's body heavier?"

Long Yubing wiped his forehead and stared at Feng Huaer: "The dead hooligan can no longer be called evil spirits... If you have to say, the qi may be more suitable." Mu Wushuang sat on the chair and asked: "Has he had qi? You are not kidding, right? That's only a monk or Taoist priest who has realized great enlightenment." Long Yubing fiddled with Taoist talisman without raising his head: "The qi on the dead hooligan has a natural appearance, and it should be brought down by nature. I think it has something to do with his life experience..."

Mu Wushuang nodded deeply and agreed. It was already an hour later when Long Yubing finished his method. Long Yubing looked at Feng Hua with a rosy complexion and breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Wushuang stood up and came to Long Yubing and said, "Uncle Jung, you can rest for a while before we leave." Long Yubing nodded and yawned with a tired look. Mu Wushuang picked up Juluo Jian and walked out of the door and stood in the empty yard.

Although the sky is already bright, the thick lead-colored clouds are like a depressing roof covering the world, making people feel a sense of chest tightness. Mu Wushuang looked at the ominous appearance of the sky, slowly closed his eyes but did not enter into a state of meditation, and felt everything around him by his ears alone. Lin Miao told him that if you practice martial arts, you will not touch it until you practice it. This feeling refers to the five senses. As for "not touching" in the dialect of a certain place, it means that it is not possible.

Mu Wushuang admired Lin Miao's martial arts in all directions. Since Lin Miao said that, Mu Wushuang naturally began to deliberately practice his ear power. Mu Wushuang pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the wind and wind around him. A sound of shaking tiles suddenly reached Mu Wushuang's ears, and Mu Wushuang's right ear jumped involuntarily. Mu Wushuang turned his head slightly, and a few more sounds of tiles rubbing.

Mu Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and the muscles on his body instantly tensed. The sound of the tiles came to an abrupt end when they hit the main room behind Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang had already felt the visitor's visitor's eyes flashing with a pair of malicious eyes, staring at him. Mu Wushuang held Ju Luojian's sword with his left thumb, picked Ju Luojian out of his thirst, and then turned around and jumped towards the roof. Ju Luojian's left hand had been completely unsheathed, and a blue light pierced the front chest of the roof.

The person who came was already thin, and he flipped back and avoided five feet. Then he shook a ball of white mist with his right hand and turned his head to run away. Mu Wushuang covered his mouth and nose with his right arm, and a pungent and hot smell came over the surface. "Lime powder!" Mu Wushuang pressed his eyebrows and hurriedly jumped into the yard.

After Mu Wushuang landed, he rushed into the room immediately and saw Long Yubing sleeping soundly on the bed. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Long Yubing drew more than 20 Taoist talismans in a row yesterday. Before he recovered his vitality, he had been doing the method here for an hour and was already drowsy. Mu Wushuang looked at Long Yubing's side face and chuckled and said, "Uncle Master is really not wary at all. If a flower-picking thief comes, I don't know how to be happy!"

After saying that, Mu Wushuang sat next to the table, took out Lin Miao's Niu Li Divine Art and slowly looked around. After half an hour, Long Yubing opened his eyes sleepyly and saw Mu Wushuang sitting at the table reading intently. Long Yubing stood up, and a few strands of long hair slowly drooped to his face. Long Yubing yawned and asked, "Hey, how long have I been sleeping?"

Mu Wushuang said without raising her head, "A little more incense sticks." Long Yubing hurriedly closed his hair, wiped the saliva from his mouth hard, and then shouted angrily: "Are you talking to the elders like this?" Mu Wushuang threw the Niu Li Divine Art on the table like he was scalded with his hands, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Wushuang knew that he was wrong." Then Mu Wushuang secretly glanced at Long Yubing, who was sleepy and messy, and couldn't help but feel shocked. He thought to himself: "Uncle Master is really kind and never tired of watching. No wonder Uncle Master is so spoiled..."

Long Yubing suddenly noticed that Mu Wushuang was sneaking at him, his eyes were like Lin Miao who was gangstering. He immediately glared at his eyes, and his cold face immediately covered with a thick layer of frost. Mu Wushuang saw that Long Yubing seemed really angry, so he hurriedly lowered his head to stop looking at her. Long Yubing glared at Mu Wushuang for a while, and Mu Wushuang's head had never been raised.

Long Yubing's expression slowly calmed down, but Mu Wushuang still lowered his head. Long Yubing sighed and said, "Okay, don't lower your head and think about it. What should we do next?" Mu Wushuang stood up straight and stuffed the Niu Li Divine Power into his arms and said, "Of course, I'll take this child back together." Long Yubing shook his head and said, "That Zhou Su'an is cruel and ruthless, and wants her to lose her soul. Let's take her back. Will she get into the tiger's mouth?"

Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "As long as I say, I can get into the Wang family. With Lin Miao and I, Feng Huaer will be very safe. Okay, we have been out for so long, and Lin Miao will think wrong again if we don't go back." Long Yubing gave Mu Wushuang a white look and wrapped Feng Hua tightly with a mattress. Mu Wushuang put away the Quluo Sword, hugged Feng Hua in his arms and said, "Let's go!"

When he arrived at the gate of the Wang family, Long Yubing stared at the open wooden door. After hesitating for a while, Long Yubing couldn't help but look at Mu Wushuang who was standing in the corner of the wall. Finally, Long Yubing gritted his teeth, walked into the Wang family with his teeth and stood in the yard, and shouted with all his strength: "Come here!" As soon as Long Yubing finished shouting, the yard was immediately filled with villagers who were seeking refuge.

Wang Ganrong and others hurried out of the house. Seeing Long Yubing standing motionless at the door, Wang Ganrong immediately squeezed into Long Yubing and asked, "Miss Zhang, what's wrong?" Long Yubing just stared at the courtyard wall on one side, and sure enough, Mu Wushuang figure flashed into the house. Zhou Suan stood beside Wang Ganrong, looked at Long Yubing with straight eyes, and suddenly reached out to touch Long Yubing's face and said, "What do you want to do? Girl?"

Long Yubing responded casually, "I don't know what to do." Seeing that Zhou Suan's hand was about to touch Long Yubing's face, Lin Miao suddenly came out of the crowd and grabbed Zhou Suan's hand. A crisp sound scared Long Yubing. Zhou Suan looked at Lin Miao in anger, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Zhou Suan immediately twitched his face and covered his wrist.

Lin Miao sneered and said, "I dare to touch you again, next time I will just take off your arm!" Wang Ganrong hurriedly hugged Lin Miao and said, "Stop the anger, Zhang Daxia, please calm down..." Chen Ji also blocked Zhou Suan and said, "Young Master Zhang, you, you are, you are..." Lin Miao said with a gloomy face: "I don't care what kind of imperial official your son-in-law is, beating first and then reporting is my Nine Sword Pavilion's privilege! If the surname Zhou, don't give me life or death!"

Zhou Suan looked at Lin Miao with a murderous look on his face. Lin Miao just glanced at Zhou Suan, then turned his head to Long Yubing and said, "Aya, let's not be missed by beasts." Zhou Suan pushed Chen Ji away and shouted, "Who do you think is a beast? Little beast!" At this time, a cold light flashed in front of Zhou Suan's eyes, and a bloody arm flew up from his eyes.

Zhou Suan looked at the clothes on his arm and looked familiar. Subconsciously, he looked down at his left arm. A shocking wound was spewing out of steaming blood. Zhou Suan screamed and staggered backwards. Several servants hurriedly supported Zhou Suan. Long Yubing stared at the blood flowers in the sky, and his face was pale in fear.

Mu Wushuang took a step to block Long Yubing's sight, looked coldly at Zhou Su'an, whose face was as yellow as paper, and shouted: "Didn't you hear what my senior brother said?! Take action first and then report! Even if you are the prime minister of the current dynasty, I can take off your head on your neck!"

Chen Ji looked at the Qu Luo Jian in Mu Wushuang's hand, and naturally he didn't dare to say a word. Wang Ganrong was so anxious that he was sweating heavily on his face, and said in vain: "Oh, what should I do? Master Zhou, two heroes, are you..."
Chapter completed!