Zhang Tingmu looked at the hidden weapon in his hand carefully and nodded in admiration: "The workmanship is so exquisite, I guess it is from the Tang family?" The woman next to the window giggled, and then said to the three of them condescendingly: "Are all martial arts good, and their eyes better! I know that this is the workmanship of our Tang family. Mr. Long, these three thugs should be your baby nephew, right?"

Mu Wushuang and the other two looked up and saw a beautiful fair woman wearing heavy makeup staring at them with a smile. Zhang Tingmu put away the hidden weapon in his hand, clasped his fists and said slowly: "Madam is the heroine of the Tang Sect, Senior Feng of the Refining Gu Si?" Feng Yaozhen put away her smile and nodded in her face: "Since you know my name, you should know that it was just a small warning just now, right?"

Zhang Tingmu possessed and flattered, "Senior Feng's hidden weapon and technique are unparalleled in the world, and I am grateful to his wife for showing mercy..." Before Zhang Tingmu finished speaking, Lin Miao interrupted him with a wicked smile: "Brother Tingmu, even her level is still unparalleled in the world? Do you regard Miao Yuesheng Aunt in the south as a dead person? You may not imagine her technique." Feng Yaozhen heard Lin Miao's words were full of disdain, and immediately bit her teeth and shouted, "What are you talking about by a short winter melon?"

Lin Miao looked up at Feng Yaozhen with a scoundrel: "I heard that the Feng family and the Dao family are both famous families in Miaojiang, but unfortunately the Feng family is a little less talented, so they are suppressed by the Dao family everywhere. They have not been involved in the throne of the Saint Aunt for many years. Is that true? Refining Gu Siming, Senior Feng." Feng Yaozhen glared at her eyes, and her left hand flicked towards Lin Miao with four fingers.

Lin Miao and Mu Wushuang, Zhang Tingmu was prepared for a long time. The three of them jumped behind almost at the same time. The raindrop-like hidden weapon hit the place where the three of them were standing just now, and all of them were buried in the soil. Lin Miao stood still and whispered: "Mu Tou, Brother Tingmu, we are here to provoke trouble. Tell them reason to save the uncle and the younger master." Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu both nodded, and Zhang Tingmu also whispered: "Mouse, it's not that we are not righteous - you have good martial arts skills, just come."

Lin Miao nodded, then looked at Feng Yaozhen with an angry face, and continued with a wicked smile: "Madam Tang, I don't like to walk the door in my life. You'd better leave the window and let me in." Long Yubing heard the voice outside the house and shouted happily: "Die hooligan, are you?" Lin Miao immediately responded loudly: "Yes, we're here!" Feng Yaozhen glanced at Long Yubing coldly, then lowered her voice and said: "Boy, you can come in!"

After saying that, Feng Yaozhen waved her right hand, and a cloud of green mist immediately covered the window tightly. Lin Miao curled her lips and said, "Do you use poison to seal the window? Humph, you are so obedient. Mutou, Brother Tingmu, let's not go through the window, go in through the main door - I don't believe she dares to sprinkle poison on the main door." Feng Yaozhen's lungs were almost irritated when she heard Lin Miao say this.

Mu Wushuang walked to the main gate first and bowed and said, "Mu Wushuang, a disciple of Jiujian Pavilion, asked for a visit." Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu also stood behind Mu Wushuang and reported their names. Bei Molian was about to say "Three generals are invited to come in", but Long Yubing had already taken the lead and said, "Prefect Beimo, can you let the three disciples of the destiny come in and talk?" Long Yubing naturally knew that once Bei Molian called them three "generals", it would be equivalent to suppressing himself and the three Mu Wushuang and the three of them to the government; Long Yubing said that he was the disciple of Jiujian Pavilion, and Bei Molian had to treat them as guests at least.

Sure enough, Bei Molian moved his cheeks and thought about it, then nodded reluctantly: "Mr. Long is so good. Three young men, please come inside." Mu Wushuang and the other two strode into the living room, turned their heads and saw Feng Yaozhen staring at them with an unkind look on their faces. Mu Wushuang quickly glanced around. In addition to Feng Yaozhen, Bai Xiaochuan and Bai Yisheng were standing aside slightly indifferently, and Tang Zixi, who was a little embarrassed, was standing not far from Bai Yisheng.

Long Yubing pulled Su Xiaoyu to stand in front of Mu Wushuang, then turned to face everyone and said, "Everyone, these are the third-generation disciples of my Nine Sword Pavilion. Hello, you guys, have you met the White House Lord and Mrs. Tang quickly!" After Mu Wushuang and the other two were polite, Bai Xiaochuan walked to Long Yubing with a smile and said, "Young Master Zhang, Young Master Mu, we met again. This young man is a little bit like a man. It should be Young Master Lin, right?"

Lin Miao also followed Bai Xiaochuan's slight smile and said without a smile: "I am really lucky to meet the White House Lord here!" Bai Xiaochuan raised his hands and narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Miao: "Ha, I should be lucky to meet a young master like you." Lin Miao still replied with a smile: "The White House Lord is joking, but I can't afford it."

Bai Xiaochuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he punched Lin Miao in the heart without warning. Lin Miao almost raised his left elbow to block Bai Xiaochuan's fist, took advantage of the situation and bent down a few steps and said, "The White House Lord is so strong, Lin Miao admires it!" Bai Xiaochuan snorted. Although he had tried Lin Miao's martial arts above him, he still proudly scolded Lin Miao and said, "After learning the skills of Jiujian Pavilion for several years, he dared to smile with Mrs. Tang, no big or small?"

Long Yubing frowned slightly, knowing that Bai Xiaochuan was playing tricks to sow discord. Lin Miao deliberately shook his left arm and said, "The White House Master has taught me a lesson. I know I am wrong." Before Bai Xiaochuan could say anything, Long Yubing suddenly smiled and said, "Senior Bai, Long is not strict in discipline, which makes you laugh. Moreover, this bad disciple is really annoying, and his legs are fast, so Long Yubing dared to ask the White House Master to teach him a lesson on his father! It is also easy to exude Mrs. Tang's anger."

When Long Yubing said this, Bai Xiaochuan was a little at a loss: Lin Miao's martial arts skills are so good that he and Feng Yaozhen have heard of it, and Lin Miao just now took a sudden attack and Bai Xiaochuan naturally didn't want to attack him. Bai Xiaochuan was unable to provoke it, but was led by Long Yu's army, and he could only stand there without any objection.

Although Lin Miao still had a slutty smile on his face, the murderous intent in his eyes slowly showed up. Bai Xiaochuan thought for a moment, and could only look at Long Yubing with dissatisfaction and said, "Miss Long, you have rules and regulations. Do you still need to do such a small matter?" Seeing that Long Yubing and Bai Xiaochuan were facing each other, Beimo's army knew that Bai Xiaochuan and Lin Miao could not get any advantage, so he hurriedly said, "Two, I don't understand your rules in the world, but Mr. Lin has made many military achievements. Can you give me a slight face now? Let's forget about the punishment."
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