Seeing that Zhang Tingye was quick and hateful, Mu Wushuang naturally became careful. When Zhang Tingye was about to stab him, Mu Wushuang slashed his sword with a backhand. Zhang Tingye's long sword roared out of his hand, and he was led to staggering to the right. Mu Wushuang not only used all his strength, but also hit the support of Zhang Tingye's sword, and almost all the strength rebounded to Zhang Tingye's wrist. Zhang Tingye took two steps in a row to stabilize his body.

Zhang Tingye was immediately embarrassed and angry, and stared at Mu Wushuang with gritted teeth and hatred, his eyes gradually filled with blood. Mu Wushuang was not Li Yu, but was at a loss when he was glared at. Instead, he glanced at Zhang Tingye with a little disdain. Mu Wushuang slowly pulled away his posture and rushed towards Zhang Tingye, but he seemed much lazy. Zhang Tingye knew that Mu Wushuang looked down on him a little, and was even more angry at the moment. He picked up the long sword without saying a word, and ran for a few steps and waved the sword to cut it towards Mu Wushuang's neck.

Mu Wushuang raised his sword and pushed away the sword, then withdrew his left hand, and stabbed Zhang Tingye directly in front of him. Zhang Tingye actually took off his sword again, but this time he did it intentionally. Zhang Tingye immediately grabbed the sword with his left hand, and hid Mu Wushuang's sword sideways and stuck Mu Wushuang's eyes with his backhand. Mu Wushuang couldn't hold back, and Zhang Tingye's long sword had arrived. At the critical moment of death, Mu Wushuang actually didn't avoid or dodge, but kicked Zhang Tingye's neck. Zhang Tingye could only stop the sword, barely slapped Mu Wushuang's toes with his right hand to block his kick.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help frowning: Mu Wushuang's style of fighting was completely a loss-making method. He was just betting whether Zhang Tingye dared to take on his killer moves. In terms of moves alone, Zhang Tingye must be above Mu Wushuang, but in terms of response, Kokang and momentum, Zhang Tingye is not a little worse than Mu Wushuang. "The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. Tingye, you should suffer a small loss," Zhang Xiuwen said silently in his heart. Mu Wushuang saw that Zhang Tingye's body was stagnant, and took the opportunity to take a step forward. He held a big knife in his left hand and pushed it forward, and used the hilt of the knife to hit Zhang Tingye's chest. Zhang Tingye had to raise his arms to block Mu Wushuang's knife hilt, and then he was knocked out four or five steps before stopping. Zhang Tingye stood upright, feeling extremely chaotic, and could only close his eyes and use his energy to regulate his breathing. Zhang Tingye had just calmed down and heard Su Xiaoyu screaming suddenly.

Zhang Tingye quickly turned his head and saw Su Xiaoyu looking at him with a worried face. The tenderness and concern in his eyes spread all over his body like moonlight. Moreover, the look of Su Xiaoyu looking at him was exactly the same as the look of Li Yu. Such a simple look could not be pretended no matter what. Zhang Tingye has never been worried about him since he was a child. The girl he knew was either cold as ice or away from him. Even his cousin Zhang Tingya had never shown such pure concern. Zhang Tingye stared at Su Xiaoyu's almost gorgeous eyes, and his heart was beating wildly and thought: "Is she...she..." A wave of ecstasy spread throughout Zhang Tingye's body uncontrollably, but the turbulent qi and blood in his body could no longer be suppressed. Zhang Tingye's face changed, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out with a puff.

Distracted when exercising martial arts is a taboo. Zhang Tingye was forgot about his feelings and almost got into a devil, closing his muscles and veins. Yang Tiantai and the other four stopped fighting at the same time when they saw Zhang Tingye being injured. Zhang Xiuwen's face changed and he used the Five Elements Circle Circle of Yue. He came behind Zhang Tingye in a few steps and slapped his son's back. Zhang Tingye felt a powerful internal force penetrated from his back, and his chaotic aura slowly eased. When he turned around, he saw that it was his father, and he slowly let go of the long sword he held tightly. "Dad..." Zhang Tingye shouted in a low voice, but his eyes never left Su Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiuwen frowned slightly and said, "Tingye, the shemale demon has different ways, you still..." Before Zhang Xiuwen finished speaking, Zhang Tingye squeezed out a slutty smile and interrupted him, "Dad... can you even misunderstand?" Zhang Xiuwen was stunned when his son said this, and couldn't help but look at Su Xiaoyu carefully. Originally, Zhang Xiuwen saw that Su Xiaoyu was so beautiful that he stood with Li Shuanghua and Luo Rui. He took it for granted that she was also a monster. After careful reading, he realized that Su Xiaoyu was just an ordinary girl. Zhang Zhubei had met Su Xiaoyu and mentioned it briefly to Zhang Xiuwen and the others, but no one cared about it. When he saw him today, Zhang Xiuwen realized that what Zhang Zhubei said was not false, and he couldn't help but sigh: "There are such beautiful girls in the world? It's rare."

Su Xiaoyu not only has a peerless appearance, but also simple, kind and scheming. She is a typical favorite. Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help but look at Su Xiaoyu for a few more times. Seeing that Zhang Xiuwen kept looking at him, Su Xiaoyu lowered his head with a red face. Zhang Xiuwen felt that his son's breath was a little confused. When he looked down at Cai, he found that Zhang Tingye was looking straight at Su Xiaoyu, and his fair face turned slightly red. He knew that he was in a mess again. Zhang Xiuwen quickly used his internal strength to help Zhang Tingye suppress the chaotic breath. Mu Wushuang stood a few times.

Looking at Zhang Xiuwen and his son outside the street, they had already faintly realized that they were talking about Su Xiaoyu. When he saw Zhang Tingye's straight eyes, he couldn't help but get angry from his chest and gritted his teeth and said silently: "As long as you have a father, you have a son! The three grandfather and grandson are all lustful and shameless people!" Mu Wushuang was about to have an attack, and Yang Tiantai pressed him on Mu Wushuang's shoulders. Mu Wushuang felt that Yang Tiantai was very strong and turned his head to look at Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai signaled him not to speak, and then said to Zhang Xiuwen: "Senior Brother Zhang, is Tingye okay?"

Zhang Xiuwen said casually: "It's okay, I'm just injured by this young man." But Zhang Xiuwen said it relaxed, but his hand never took it away from Zhang Tingye's back. Li Tianmu knew that Zhang Tingye had suffered internal injuries, but Zhang Xiuwen said it was just a skin injury. It seemed that he was also intending to reconcile. Li Tianmu quickly said: "Since my nephew is injured, Junior Brother Zhang, why not go into the house to talk?" Zhang Xiuwen saw that Zhang Tingye fell in love with Su Xiaoyu at first sight, and if this scheming girl became his daughter-in-law, it would be a beautiful thing that fell from the sky. If the fight continues, it would be unfavorable for both parties. Thinking of this, Zhang pondered for a moment and said: "I thank my senior brother for loving love. Since my senior brother repeatedly invited me, Zhang would not be able to refuse. Let's go into the house and sit down and talk."

Mu Wushuang looked at Li Tianmu in surprise when he heard this. He didn't know why Li Tianmu had always wanted to reconcile, but he only knew that Su Xiaoyu would sooner or later enter the tiger's mouth if this continued. Yang Tiantai saw Mu Wushuang's dissatisfaction and said in his heart: "Haitball, you don't know how powerful you, Master Zhang, are. Even if Senior Brother Li uses all his strength in an excellent state, he may only have to tie him." Zhang Xiuwen once had an unbearable past, after Hu Yilei died of a life of death.

Zhang Xiuwen could not do anything to his father. Under his depression, his personality changed drastically and became crazy when he practiced martial arts. He was the third person in Jiujian Pavilion today, not as good as the head of the sect and the king of the Zheng Pavilion. Even before Zhang Zhengling formed a demon pill, he was not Zhang Xiuwen's opponent. After Zhang Zhengling died, Lu Xianping and others reminded Li Tianmu to be careful of Zhang Xiuwen more than once. At present, no matter what purpose Zhang Xiuwen is willing to let go of his war first, which is exactly what Li Tianmu wants to see.

Li Tianmu pretended not to see Mu Wushuang's dissatisfied eyes, turned his head and shouted to the second head of the house hiding in the inn, "You ask your person to clean up the inn, and then disappear immediately! If you dare to rob the house again, don't blame me for burning your village!" The second head of the house did not dare to say a word after hearing this. He hurriedly summoned the remaining accomplices to pack up the remains of the corpses on the ground, and then carried a big bucket to wash them clean from inside to outside, and then quickly got on the horse and disappeared into the vast night. Li Tianmu stood at the door and made a gesture of inviting Zhang Xiuwen and the others. After Zhang Xiuwen returned the gift, he walked into the inn with great pleasure. Zhang Zhubei, Liu Manmang, and Zhang Tingye followed him.

Zhang Tingye smiled at her when he walked past Su Xiaoyu, and Su Xiaoyu smiled naturally. Zhang Tingye was slightly stunned, and then walked to the hall with joy and sat down. Mu Wushuang followed everyone into the inn and looked at Zhang Tingye with an unhappy look. The inn owner Liang Zhihui was already missing, and there were only about ten of them left in the inn. As soon as Zhang Xiuwen entered the door, he stared at Ju Luojian on the table, with both doubts and surprises in his eyes. Zhang Xiuwen looked for a moment before sighing and asked Li Tianmu, "Brother Zongmo, this... seems to be Ju Luojian?"
Chapter completed!