Lin Miao and Mu Wushuang naturally changed their faces when they heard the four words "Miao Yue Sheng Gu", and Long Yubing was even more stupid on the spot. Zhang Hong lowered his head and was silent for a moment before raising his head to smile stiffly at Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, but his smile was full of crying: "Look at how long you guys can last... Haha, ha... Alas, now... you have to hate me to death..."

While speaking, Zhang Hong looked at Lin Miao with guilt on his face, and slowly disappeared from Xue Jiangyue. Lin Miao was so scared by Zhang Hong that he had no time to think about it. He just walked to Long Yubing anxiously and grabbed her hand and looked at the monster insect. Then he squatted down and stared at the monster insect for a few glances and said in a low voice: "It's dead... Mutou, I'll go find Sisi Niang--I hope that Senior Qin hasn't lie to us! You should be optimistic about uncle and sister Xiaoyu!"

Not long after Lin Miao left, Mu Wushuang and Long Yubing were looking at each other and were at a loss. Chao Peng led two hundred soldiers to rush past the street. Chao Peng saw Mu Wushuang and the other three, and immediately turned his head and ran to Mu Wushuang and urged: "Three sirs! Why haven't you left yet?! The Tartars are about to rush into the city!! Get out with us!!"

Mu Wushuang glanced at the monk beside him, thought for a while, nodded: "Uncle Master, get on the horse first. Don't worry about the mouse, he will definitely be fine..." Long Yubing looked at Chengdong with some hesitation: "Do you want to leave him again? This... it's like this every time..." Su Xiaoyu also echoed: "Sister Long, it's important to leave first-and let's talk about it, are you not at ease with Brother Lin's skills?"

Long Yubing thought about it carefully before nodding with great concern. With Mu Wushuang and Su Xiaoyu, he followed Chao Peng and the others to a small inn ten miles north of Qingtaochuan City. The inn was already empty at this time, but it was still clean and tidy. Chao Peng led his subordinates to jump off the horse, knelt down and bowed to Mu Wushuang, saying, "Brothers can come out alive, because they cannot do without the cultivation of several adults! These 100 brothers and I are ready to detour Miaojiang to become bandits - General Mu, Mr. Long, Miss Su, I am grateful. Please make sure that we will have a date in the future!"

After saying goodbye to Chao Peng and his group, Mu Wushuang took the back of Su Xiaoyu to him and Long Yubing, and nervously pulled Long Yubing's left hand and asked, "Uncle Master, are you really... really okay?" Long Yubing's face turned red in an instant, but he was afraid that Su Xiaoyu would see it, so he could only whisper: "What are you doing? Let me go quickly, Xiaoyu is still there!"

Although Long Yubing said this, he did not mean to retract his left hand, but just let Mu Wushuang grab his hand. Mu Wushuang stared at Long Yubing's impeccable fingers, feeling that the words "hands are like tenderness" and "small and soft jade peeling spring onions" written in the book are not enough to describe how beautiful Long Yubing's hands are.

Long Yubing saw Mu Wushuang staring at his left hand, his face became more and more rosy. Until Su Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to see Sister Long's hands full of wrinkles before you can let go of her?" Mu Wushuang and Long Yubing came to their senses at the same time and immediately retracted their hands with red faces, then turned around and turned their backs to Su Xiaoyu at the same time.

Su Xiaoyu let out a long sigh and continued, "You... are really worthy of being a family! Have you two agreed to it? Why are you both facing my back to me?" Mu Wushuang suppressed the embarrassment, turned around and looked at Su Xiaoyu with a blushing face, and explained stammeringly: "No, Xiaoyu, I'm looking... I want to see if the wound on my uncle's hand... is there any inflammation..."

Su Xiaoyu turned white and Mu Wushuang shook his head, "You are not Miss Dao Wubian, what can you tell? You are just taking advantage of Sister Long!" Mu Wushuang was speechless and could only scratch his head unnaturally. Su Xiaoyu grabbed Long Yubing's right hand and said, "Sister Long, let's sit in the inn for a while, and let this naughty green wait for Brother Lin Zi outside."

Long Yubing lowered his head and said, allowing Su Xiaoyu to pull himself into the room. When he was about to enter the door, he quickly looked back at Mu Wushuang, and just hit Mu Wushuang's eyes. Mu Wushuang nodded at Long Yubing, then held the sword tightly and said silently: "Uncle Master, the gods didn't even snatch you from me. What's the point of a mere Gu insect!"

Although Mu Wushuang thought so, he was still worried. Finally, he could only sit on the steps in front of the inn with distraction, holding Ju Luojian with his left hand and holding his chin with his right hand, closing his eyes to Mu Wushuang for a while. After a while, Su Xiaoyu walked to Mu Wushuang with a six-pound wine jar, put down the wine jar and sat on the steps and said to Mu Wushuang: "I found this in the inn. It must be because the owner of the shop was anxious to leave and forgot to bring it... Sister Long asked me to give it to you."

When Mu Wushuang saw the wine jar, his originally unsightly eyes also regained a hint of spirit. He reached out and grabbed the wine jar beside Su Xiaoyu's legs, tore off the wine seal and raised his head to drink. Su Xiaoyu's eyes staring at Mu Wushuang changed from anger to helplessness, helplessness to surprise, and all his expressions eventually turned into panic. Although there was less than half a stick of incense, Mu Wushuang kept drinking like a Pixiu, and his chest was soaked with wine.

Seeing this, Su Xiaoyu hurriedly grabbed Mu Wushuang's jar and looked at it: the six-pound jar was actually drunk by Mu Wushuang. Su Xiaoyu wrinkled his nose and put down the jar angrily. Just when he was about to get angry at Mu Wushuang, he found that Mu Wushuang had already lowered his head in a slump and hugged Ju Luojian tightly in front of his chest with his arms, just like a child waiting for a scolding.

Su Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart dissipated for a long time. He slowly sighed and said in a low voice: "Brother, go and see Sister Long... She can't hold on anymore now and is so scared that she was pretending just now..." Mu Wushuang's eyes moved his lips with a dull look: "Xiaoyu, no need... uncle... uncle... uncle is fine..."

Su Xiaoyu stared at Mu Wushuang with regretful face, and slowly squatted down to persuade him, "Brother Wushuang, after Sister Long entered the house, she kept staring at her wounds and staring at her wounds, her teeth were trembling so hard that she started fighting... I know she was afraid, but I don't know how to comfort her... You should go and accompany her, so Sister Long has at least a support in her heart..."
Chapter completed!