Bai Yisheng also sneered and said sarcastically: "Mu Wushuang, we are here to fight, not to drink!" Mu Wushuang looked at Bai Yisheng and touched his nose, then turned around and waved to the soldiers: "The two are justified, but are negligent - brothers, the wine saved by the three young masters, let's drink together tonight!" The soldiers immediately shouted in unison: "Thank you, General Mu!"

Zhang Tingmu also glanced at Bai Yisheng and the others, and found that the three of them were pale with Mu Wushuang's anger. Mu Wushuang's meaning was very obvious, just to let the three young masters know that the soldiers didn't take them seriously at all. Tong Yinzheng shook his sleeves, strode to the weapon stand, pulled out a spear and asked, "Can this broken thing kill people?"

Lin Miao glanced at Tong Yinzheng without saying anything, but Mu Wushuang walked to Tong Yinzheng with a smile: "The weapons in the army are naturally not as sharp and durable as carefully forged by various factions, but it is enough to deal with the Tartars." At this time, Bai Yanyan stood behind Mu Wushuang and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Young Master Tong, fighting is not a martial arts competition - fighting fighting is morale and courage, not martial arts and weapons."

Bai Yisheng exclaimed and looked at his sister: "Who did Xiao Sier learn this from? It's a bit different from her." Seeing that Tong Yin was looking at him with some displeasure, Bai Yanyan simply put the Yanyue Sword in her hand and said, "Why don't we gesture?" As soon as Bai Yanyan said this, Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu stood in front of her at the same time.

Bai Yanyan asked a little annoyedly, "What are you doing? I'm not afraid of him!" Zhang Tingmu waved his hand and whispered, "Brother Yinzheng, Miss Bai Si is our gun stick coach, please take it more." Tong Yinzheng glanced at Bai Yanyan disdainfully: "You don't think that I will fight a little girl, right?" Bai Yanyan immediately said loudly, "You actually look down on me? I am the commander of the gun stick here, and there are more than 6,000 soldiers under him!"

At this time, Lin Miao suddenly chuckled: "I can't do it, I don't know how my son is!" Tong Yinzheng shook his body and frowned his eyebrows and stared at Lin Miao. Lin Miao raised his left hand and curled his lips: "That leader Tong is your father? You two look quite similar, I don't know if your skills are the same - it's not very good." Zhou Siwei looked at Lin Miao and Tong Yinzheng with a calm face, and a smile that was not easy to detect appeared on the corner of Bai Yisheng's mouth.

In anger, Tong Yinzheng broke the spear in his hand and threw it away and shouted, "You are the Lin Miao who fought with my father?" Lin Miao nodded, and then slowly took a few steps back. Tong Yinzheng also walked to the opposite side of Lin Miao. Seeing this, Zhang Tingmu stepped between the two of them and said in a low voice: "What do you two want to do?"

Tong Yinzheng looked at Zhang Tingmu proudly: "You go away, just to discuss with Brother Lin." Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu said silently: "Is mouse crazy because of such a high martial arts skills?" Bai Yisheng laughed secretly, deliberately raised his voice and said: "Young Master Tong, you should have heard of the martial arts skills of Young Master Lin." Tong Yinzheng twisted his left finger and nodded silently.

Zhou Siwei continued, "Forgive me, Brother Yinzheng... Forget it, you can't beat him." Tong Yinzheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly slapped Lin Miao in the chest. Lin Miao did not avoid it and was slapped by Tong Yinzheng's sternum. Mu Wushuang and others looked at Lin Miao in surprise and shook their heads, then held his waist and whispered: "Is the little guy covering his eyes?"

Tong Yin was standing upright and nodding: "Lin Miao, so what if you are good at martial arts? A little ghost can turn you into a blind and deaf person! Why do you still fight me?" Lin Miao snorted, and Aqina suddenly yawned behind Lin Miao's back: "Master, do you want me to get this bleeding child away?" The little ghost riding on Lin Miao's neck screamed, and Aqina was already holding it in her hand.

Lin Miao said in his heart: "Thank you, Aqina." Aqina smiled and pursed her lips: "Who told this child to look so disgusting? If it's better, maybe I won't do it." As Aqina shook her arm and threw the little ghost covering her eyes at Tong Yinzheng. Tong Yinzheng suddenly felt cold, and then his eyes turned blood red. Tong Yinzheng took a few steps back in a mess and shouted: "How did you do it?"

Lin Miaopi smiled and picked up his arms: "Because I have a good martial arts skills, your little devil is not good." At this time, Mu Wushuang and others already knew that Tong Yin was being retaliated by his little devil, and they all used their best Taoist techniques. Mu Wushuang raised his sword finger and directly recited Yinchai's ghost curse, Zhang Tingmu pinched the Sun Wheel Seal Hand Skill, Zhou Siwei and Bai Yisheng both took out the Taoist talisman and recited the mantra.

Seeing Mu Wushuang and the others closed their eyes and recited the spell, Lin Miao quietly said to Aqina: "Help that grandson, he is very pitiful." Aqina said oh, signaling Lin Miao to walk to Tong Yinzheng. Tong Yinzheng heard someone coming, and subconsciously slashed out two palms. Lin Miao looked at Tong Yinzheng's blood-covered eyes, shook his head and said, "Brother Tong, don't worry, I'll help you get this guy away."

Tong Yinzheng heard Lin Miao's voice and shouted angrily: "Get out! I don't need you to help!" Lin Miao was slightly stunned and couldn't help but curse: "You ungrateful guy!" At this time, Aqina was also standing behind Lin Miao, with her hands on her hips like a shrew cursing: "Get out! You ungrateful guy!" The little ghost covering her eyes was originally a low-key ghost. When she heard Aqina's intimidation, she immediately wailed and flew behind Tong Yinzheng.

After Tong Yin's vision recovered, he saw Lin Miao standing in front of him with a grin, and could only turn his head away from looking at him with an unhappy look. Bai Yanyan looked at Lin Miao in surprise and asked in disbelief: "You...you...you...you...you don't know how to spell?" Lin Miao put away his smile and said seriously: "Ghosts belong to Yin, and human yang energy is incompatible with it, so they can naturally drive them away."

Bai Yanyan curled her lips and said, "Nonsense, even if you have practiced the Tianyang True Dictation." Tong Yin was snorting and narrowing her eyes: "Lin Miao, you said so much just to tell me that your Tianyang True Dictation is better than me..." Lin Miao laughed dryly and didn't say anything. At this time, a soldier hurried over and knelt down and said, "Several adults, no, there is something coming from the Shouma Gorge."
Chapter completed!