Li Tianmu looked at the two of them, then looked at Ju Luojian whom Mu Wushuang placed on the table, and sighed and said, "It's a disaster. Let's go, I'll go and I'll meet Junior Wu!" Li Tianmu was about to go downstairs, but suddenly looked at the big room and realized that it would be a bit unsafe to keep Su Xiaoyu and Aunt Li here. So Li Tianmu walked out of the room and said to Aunt Li, "Damn, look at Xiaoyu. Let's go out with us." Aunt Li and Su Xiaoyu both nodded. Li Tianmu whispered when he walked past Li Shuanghua and Luo Rui, "It's your fault." Luo Rui looked at Li Tianmu with a blank look when he heard this. Li Shuanghua immediately grabbed Luo Rui's hand and nodded at Li Tianmu. Everyone walked towards the door of the inn.

"What does this surname Li mean?" Luo Rui asked Li Shuanghua with confusion. Li Shuanghua knew that she was straightforward and was not very familiar with Dongyuan's polite words, so she explained immediately: "It means let us protect them." Luo Rui suddenly realized and looked at Su Xiaoyu and Aunt Li, and said with a smile: "This is easy to say, very simple." When he was about to turn the stairs, Li Shuanghua covered Su Xiaoyu's eyes with his hands. After going down the stairs, he passed the hall. Aunt Li suddenly saw the remains of the corpse on the ground. He hurriedly covered his mouth and did not shout, and his body was shaking like a sieve. Fortunately, he held Li Shuanghua's shoulder and did not fall to the ground. Although Su Xiaoyu couldn't see the surroundings, the bloody smell and gusts of wind around also made her stand upright, and she trembled and let Li Shuanghua walk forward.

Li Tianmu came outside the inn and saw Mu Wushuang standing at the door with a ghost-headed knife in his body. Yang Tiantai was standing twenty steps away. A Taoist with a demonic face was staring at Yang Tiantai fiercely, but his arms were hanging softly. Li Tianmu slowly walked through the bandits and saw four solemn people standing on the empty streets through the moonlight. Li Tianmu pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Xianwu, it's been a long time since I saw you, are you okay?" Zhang Xiuwen also looked at Li Tianmu and replied, "If you have time to worry about Brother Mo, everything is very good, everything is very good." At this time, a slightly shorter figure beside Zhang Xiuwen said, "Dad, what are you talking to them?" The person who spoke was Zhang Xiuwen's only son Zhang Tingye.

Although Zhang Tingye still had a hint of childishness in his voice, his cold tone made people feel like the bone-blazing wind, and he was trembling. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Tingye. As soon as Mu Wushuang looked at Zhang Tingye, Zhang Tingye was also staring at Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang just squinted his eyes and saw Zhang Tingye raise his right hand, and a cold light hit Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang swung the ghost head knife, and a crisp sound of Mars splashed everywhere. The diamond dart that Zhang Tingye threw was slashed into the air by Mu Wushuang, and it took a few turns before falling to the ground. Mu Wushuang took a deep breath, dragged the ghost head knife backwards toward Yang Tiantai's position. Zhang Tingye also walked towards Mu Wushuang. "Tingye, you

… Be careful.” Zhang Xiuwen whispered. Yang Tiantai and Lu Xianping naturally knew that Zhang Xiuwen was extremely doting on this only son and were allowed to do anything. Zhang Tingye was also very talented and had a tenacity to admit defeat, so he was deeply loved by the seniors of the sect, but this also developed Zhang Tingye's arrogant and arrogant personality. Several cold lights flashed, and a few light sounds immediately came. After the four bandits beside Zhang Tingye sprayed bright red blood mist flowers on their necks, they fell straight to the ground. The bandits standing beside him until Zhang Tingye walked behind Xianyun Taoist, they found that several more accomplices died. In panic, they naturally pushed and dispersed further away.

Zhang Tingye held a long sword in his hand, looked at Mu Wushuang arrogantly, and looked at the Xianyun Taoist who was blocking his face with disgust. The Xianyun Taoist was removed by Yang Tiantai, and his mind became clear in the pain. "Get out of here." Zhang Tingye said coldly. Li Tianmu looked at Mu Wushuang worriedly. He naturally knew that once Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingye started, no matter who wins or loses, the situation would become uncontrollable. Moreover, after repeated fierce battles in the past few days, Mu Wushuang was already a little red-eyed, and the murderous aura and anger on his body were unprecedentedly manic. If Mu Wushuang hurts Zhang Tingye again, it would be a big resentment with Zhang Xiuwen. Thinking of this, Li Tianmu gave Yang Tiantai a wink at Yang Tiantai. After Yang Tiantai understood it, he immediately came to Li Shuanghua and whispered a few words to her. Li Shuanghua also nodded slowly.

When Zhang Tingye saw that the Xianyun Taoist Master ignored him, he couldn't help but feel angry and reached out to hold the back of the Xianyun Taoist Master. The Xianyun Taoist Master was shocked and was about to turn around and kick Zhang Tingye, but Zhang Tingye had already exerted force with his wrist. After a crisp sound, the Xianyun Taoist Master's head was twisted to his back. Zhang Tingye was still expressionless, but the cold mu in his eyes was even shocked. Yang Tiantai and Lu Xingping were even more surprised. Zhang Tingye's wrist power and speed were not what he should have at his age. Zhang Tingye flew up and kicked the Xianyun Taoist Master's body and stood ten steps away from Li Mu Wushuang.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Li Tianmu hurriedly said loudly, "Junior Brother Zhang, I think there may be some misunderstandings between us." Zhang Xiuwen just glanced at Li Tianmu and others silently, and did not answer. "Haha, misunderstanding, is it a misunderstanding that Master Zhang Tonghai saw with his own eyes?" Zhang Tingye shouted sharply. Seeing Zhang Tingmu so rude to his father, Li Yu was also a little angry, and immediately walked towards Mu Wushuang and said loudly: "Can you believe that fat man's words?" Zhang Tingye looked at the dark boy who made a statement and contradicted him in surprise. He felt greatly insulted. He immediately suppressed his anger and said, "Where did the wild boy come from? How dare you talk to me like this?" Yang Tiantai raised his arm and signaled Li Yu not to quarrel, and then said to Zhang Tingye: "Tingye, he is your Master Li's son, so you must not be rude."

"Hmph, the abandoned disciple of the master, the village reckless man, is worthy of being my master?" Zhang Tingye spat and said. A rare red color appeared on Li Yu's dark face, and he shouted loudly: "Don't call me my father!" Zhang Tingye sneered, and then said fiercely: "Your father is a traitor, you are a little traitor!" Li Yu pursed his lips and rushed forward. Yang Tiantai grabbed him and shouted softly to Zhang Tingye: "Mr. Zhang, say less!" "Uncle Qiansheng, you are not qualified to come and care about me now, right?!" Zhang Tingye replied arrogantly. As soon as this said,

Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping both frowned. Mu Wushuang and Li Yu respect Yang Tiantai very much. Now Zhang Tingye is so rude to Yang Tiantai. Mu Wushuang put up a ghost-headed sword and was about to rush towards Zhang Tingye. "Wushuang! Stand honestly!" Li Tianmu shouted loudly. Mu Wushuang turned his head to look at Li Tianmu. Li Tianmu gently pressed his hand down, indicating that Mu Wushuang suppressed his anger. Mu Wushuang swallowed and nodded, and pointed the tip of the ghost-headed sword. Turned around and stared at Zhang Tingye, but his eyes were uncontrollably burst out with a terrifying fierce light.
Chapter completed!