Zhang Xi looked at Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, and it was really like a reviewer. Zhang Xi sighed and said, "If my martial arts are better, I can show my diligence to Miss Su... I don't even have a chance now!" At this time, Zhang Zhubei smiled and patted Zhang Xi on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, these two guys will go to fight with Ghost Grandma later. Your Master Lu will fight with Mrs. Huayin, and your chances will come!"

Zhang Xi was overjoyed and asked Zhang Zhubei, "Uncle Zhang, really?" Zhang Zhubei waved his hand and said, "What are you doing! The eldest lady can't live without Jiujian Pavilion, and Su Nizi can't live without it! Haha, wait, sooner or later, they don't know who you are the ones you are cheap! Even Wushuang's bastard, I will admit it." Zhang Xi just smiled, and Wen Guzhi smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Zhang, there is still that one."

As he spoke, Wenwu raised his chin at Lin Miao. Zhang Zhubei looked at Lin Miao and whispered: "Although he is good-looking, he is like a girl, thin and small. How can he compare with you? It's okay." At this time, Lin Miao had no distractions, just pricked up his ears and listened quietly to the wind and wind around him. Although the rain was getting heavier and he still heard every word of Zhang Zhubei and others, but Lin Miao was not moved at all.

Long Yubing and Lu Xianping looked at Lin Miao who was as calm as water and couldn't help but be surprised: At this time, Lin Miao's aura was completely different from the murderous aura that was sharp and as sharp as a knife when he was angry. Instead, it was condensed but not released, heavy but not forcing, like Mount Tai standing in the sky, and like a calm sea. Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and said silently: "This is the way the mouse really became serious! No wonder the uncle of the junior master said that he had the Qi on his body, and it was indeed somewhat similar to the monk Huijue!"

As soon as Mu Wushuang was distracted, he heard a hoarse and old voice floating from afar: "Who else can I think of this? I can ask Tianshui to destroy this Feng Shui system that violates the Five Elements. It turns out that he is an old acquaintance!" Mu Wushuang couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he heard this voice: Ghost Grandma Wang Xiaoru! Mu Wushuang turned around and pulled out the Juluo Sword from his hand. Li Shuanghua followed Ghost Grandma, and came to the place twenty steps away from Mu Wushuang and others with expressionless face.

Wang Xiaoru looked at Mu Wushuang and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for only half a year, that's all, it's so... Huh?" Before Wang Xiaoru finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Lin Miao who was facing her back. The smile on Wang Xiaoru's face slowly disappeared, but asked with a frosty face: "Who is this kid?" Lin Miao turned around and bowed and said: "Junior Lin Miao, have you seen Senior Ghost Grandma!"

Wang Xiaoru still stared at Lin Miao and asked, "Are you also a disciple of Jiujian Pavilion?" Lin Miao shook his head and said, "No, it's just that these friends are here." Wang Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's nothing you have done! Go along." Mu Wushuang and Lu Xianping were both surprised and happy-Wang Xiaoru was indeed a little afraid of Lin Miao.

Lin Miao walked forward a few steps and asked without being humble and arrogant: "Senior, how can you ask you to put down the Duan Si Formation by taking advantage of the heavens? What do you mean by putting down the Duan Si Formation?" Wang Xiaoru snorted coldly and said, "What do I want to do? Do you need to tell you a little baby?" Lin Miao smiled slightly and said, "Senior, you can't say it, but the Duan Si Formation hurts the harmony of the sky. I hope you can consider it."

Wang Xiaoru waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't think that you can do anything if you look up to you! If you let you go, you can leave. How come there is so much nonsense!" Lin Miao put away his smile and said, "Don't do it differently. Senior, I'm sorry to obey your fate." After saying that, Lin Miao's right palm was relaxed, and his left fist was horizontally in his heart. Wang Xiaoru raised his eyebrows and said, "Tiangang Hand! He also said that he is not from Jiujian Pavilion! Shuanghua, go and catch those two little girls!"

After saying that, Wang Xiaoru tapped his thumb with his right middle finger, Mu Wushuang whispered, "Be careful, it's the butterfly finger!" Wang Xiaoru flicked his middle finger, and a white light broke through the rain curtain and rushed towards Lin Miao's heart. Lin Miao shook his body and came to Wang Xiaoru in a few steps. His right palm hit Wang Xiaoru's left shoulder. Wang Xiaoru frowned when he saw Lin Miao performing light skills and shouted, "Xianyun Steps in the Fragrance?! Hasn't it been lost yet?!" Then Wang Xiaoru waved his left arm to block Lin Miao's right palm, and both of them were slightly shocked.

The surprise on Wang Xiaoru's face became even more obvious, but when she was about to speak, she suddenly glanced at Lin Miao's thumb and middle finger on her left hand had been buckled together. Wang Xiaoru's heart was trembling, and she quickly lowered her body, and a cold light instantly rushed straight into the sky and disappeared into the vast night. Wang Xiaoru suddenly slid backwards and shouted: "The Heavenly Yang Zhendian of Longhu Mountain! Bu Helai's Gangling Finger! Who are you kids?!"

Lin Miao stood up straight and said, "I'm just a lie who tells fortunes for people." Long Yubing took two steps forward and said, "Lin Miao, be careful of her magic!" Wang Xiaoru looked at Long Yubing with some dissatisfaction, and suddenly her face changed and said, "Yu Shura?! No, no, who is Yu Shura you?" People say that Long Yubing's appearance follows his father Long Sikun, but those who have seen Long Sizhan know that Long Yubing actually follows Long Sizhan more.

Long Yubing glanced at Wang Xiaoru, snorted and stopped talking. Wang Xiaoru nodded and said, "I understand, you are Long Yubing, the niece of Yu Shura. No wonder they look so similar to Long Sizhan! Haha, if you can hold you in the palm of your hand, Long Sizhan will not dare to do anything to me!" In the end, Wang Xiaoru was already stern and pointed his sword straight.

Mu Wushuang knew that Wang Xiaoru casting spells was extremely fast, and was about to remind Lin Miao to pay attention. Lin Miao had already come to Wang Xiaoru and slapped Wang Xiaoru in the face with a palm. Wang Xiaoru could only withdraw his right hand and hold Lin Miao's wrist. Lin Miao snorted coldly and said, "I want to cast spells? It's not that easy!" As he spoke, Lin Miao turned his body, and instead twisted Wang Xiaoru's arm, then slapped Wang Xiaoru's dantian with his left hand.

Wang Xiaoru wanted to use his internal strength to control Lin Miao, but Lin Miao took action so quickly, so he had to bend his body and kick Lin Miao's chin straight. Lin Miao immediately let go of Wang Xiaoru's right arm and took a step back. Wang Xiaoru had already landed lightly five feet away. Wang Xiaoru looked at Mu Wushuang with a gloomy face. At this time, Mu Wushuang's whole body was wet with rain, but her demonic eyes were still shining with a bright and bright look.

Wang Xiaoru couldn't help but feel anxious: Lin Miao's martial arts skills are too high. Although he is sure to defeat him, after that, if Mu Wushuang takes Juluo Jian to help Lin Miao with the help of fist, he might be defeated by them. Wang Xiaoru thought for a moment, looked at Li Shuanghua who was silent on the side, and said angrily: "Didn't you ask you to catch those two little girls? Why are you still standing there?"
Chapter completed!