Liu Manmang ran dozens of steps before looking back. Mu Wushuang and Luo Rui, who were uncertain about life and death, had completely disappeared into the darkness. Liu Manmang sighed and walked towards the inn in a mixed manner. Liu Manmang walked to the door of the inn and found that the door was closed, so he walked around to Luo Rui's room. The window of the room was still wide open, but was blown by the strong wind. After Liu Manmang used his light skills to fly into the room, he walked straight to Zhang Xiuwen's room. Liu Manmang knocked on the door gently, and a thin crack was opened. Zhang Xiuwen saw through the crack of the door, so he opened the door a little wider and nodded to him.

After Liu Manmang flashed into the house, he whispered everything that happened to Zhang Xiuwen, and then said softly to Zhang Xiuwen: "Those two guys are basically incompetent. Although it is a pity, it is a big problem except for Senior Brother Zhang." Zhang Xiuwen nodded slowly, frowned and looked at Zhang Tingye lying on his bed, and said half-happy and half-worry: "It's better to have less than more things, and there is no need for us to make a move here. As for Miss Su, we have to take good care of her in the future." Thinking of Su Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help but smile again. Liu Manmang looked at Zhang Tingye who was sleeping on the bed and smiled knowingly.

Mu Wushuang lay on the cold street, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly felt something pressing on his back. Mu Wushuang struggled to sit up and looked at it. It turned out that he was pressing on Luo Rui's left leg. Luo Rui lay on the ground on his back, his chest undulating regularly, as if he was asleep. Mu Wushuang looked at Luo Rui, and Luo Rui's sleeping appearance was very quiet, not like the fierce female devil just now. Mu Wushuang looked around, and there was dusty smoke everywhere, so he could only smile bitterly and shook his head: "Is it dead? Really, what's dead before he did it? The enemy who killed my parents didn't know who it was!"

Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang took off the cloth strip from his mouth, and another sweet fragrance poured into his mouth. Mu Wushuang smashed his lips, feeling that the mist was actually quite delicious, so he sucked a few more sips of powder fog into his mouth. At this time, a stuttering voice suddenly came: "Brothers... brothers... you are good too... this, this... ah..." Mu Wushuang suddenly woke up a little, and he wanted to stand up with both hands. However, his arms were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't use any strength. Mu Wushuang turned his head to the voice with difficulty, and suddenly saw the extremely strange paper man standing beside him. Mu Wushuang's heart tightened, and he also had some strength in his hand. He gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his left hand and pushed it out at the paper man. However, he just raised his hand and took off his strength, and just touched the paper man.

Mu Wushuang's body tilted and almost lay on the ground again, feeling dizzy again. A stuttering voice came from the paper man's chest again: "Brother...brother...no...this...this...this...I...no...no...bad guy...huh..." When Mu Wushuang was dizzy, he heard only a few words "it's...bad guy..." and couldn't help but say: "I know you're not...human..." The paper man smiled and said: "Yes...yes...ah, I...she...this book...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he

The little god... is trapped in someone... this..." Mu Wushuang laughed and felt his head sinking again. Mu Wushuang pinched his temple with his hands and said slowly: "You are a god... Then why are you trapped here?" The paper man sighed: "Diudiu, it's not... greedy...... be drunk by this... Feng Fenghe... Mengmeng... Chen... asked... dizzy..." Mu Wushuang asked dizzyly: "What do you like Meng?" "Feng He Mengchen... is... these pink... are really beautiful... wine..."

Mu Wushuang shook his head vigorously and asked strangely: "Wine? Are these...n't poisons...?" Now even he was stuttering. At this time, the night wind was getting heavier and he felt that his tongue was getting less and less controlled when Mu Wushuang was dizzy. Li Tianmu frowned in the inn and walked back and forth for a few steps, always feeling that something was about to happen. Finally, Li Tianmu pushed open the door and went to the door of his wife and Su Xiaoyu first. He heard the mother and daughter inside whispering something, and then felt a little more at ease. Li Tianmu gently came to his son's room again. After pushing the door open, Li Yu sat up from the bed and was about to speak, but was stopped by Li Tianmu.

Li Tianmu came to Li Yu and asked in a low voice, "Wushuang hasn't come back yet?" Li Yu nodded and said in a low voice, "Mu Tou said he had gone to the thatched cottage, but he hasn't seen anyone yet!" Li Tianmu frowned and asked Li Aman, "It's seventeen in the blink of an eye... Boy, do you dare to go out with me to find Wushuang?" Li Yu looked at the whistling window and bit his lip: "What's wrong with me! Dad, go!" In fact, Li Tianmu didn't know if it was appropriate to take Li Yu out, but thinking that sooner or later he would let him go alone, Li Tianmu finally made up his mind and said to Li Yu, "Lock the door and let's go out through the window!"

When Li Tianmu and his son came to the street, they suddenly felt a strong wind, as if the whole town was surrounded by strong wind, and the wooden doors and windows were churning. Li Tianmu adapted and opened his eyes, observed around, and suddenly found a gathering and undispersed mist on the other street. Li Tianmu felt nervous, knowing that if something happened to Mu Wushuang and the others, they would definitely be nearby. Li Tianmu looked at Li Yu hesitantly, but Li Yu was still unable to open his eyes by the wind. Li Tianmu was determined to say loudly to his son: "Follow me later!" Li Yu nodded, and the father and son ran towards the mist one by one. After the corner, Li Tianmu vaguely saw a person sitting on the ground. It was supposed to be Mu Wushuang. There was a short man less than four feet tall standing next to Mu Wushuang, and there was still a person lying on the ground.

Li Tianmu secretly complained that something was wrong, so he quickly took out a paper talisman from his arms and put it in his hand. After he approached the two of them, he faintly heard Mu Wushuang's voice floating in the wind: "I... I am good-looking, I am... I'm still... worse than my sister... Is it... far worse? Who wants to ask my sister... to be a wife... I have to see if I agree..." Li Tianmu was relieved, happy, and a little helpless when he heard Mu Wushuang say this: I was relieved that I listened to Mu Wushuang's words,

It should be nothing serious, but it seems like I am drunk. I am happy that Wanyu entrusted Su Xiaoyu to him and found the right person; I am helpless that I don’t know who he is talking to so unrestrainedly. Li Yu also heard Mu Wushuang’s voice and said happily: “Dad, it’s the mumbo! It’s right in front of me!” The father and son came to a place three meters away from the fog, and felt that there was indeed an indescribable fragrance around, and the fragrance was very special. When they smelled it, they felt warm all over.

Li Tianmu stared at him and saw clearly that Mu Wushuang was talking to a paper man. Li Tianmu couldn't help but raise his sword and shouted: "Who is the monster!" Mu Wushuang heard Li Tianmu's voice, lowered his eyes and turned his head, and said with a smile: "Master is here..." Li Tianmu ignored him, and saw Luo Rui lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. Mu Wushuang continued to say: "Messenger... please ask the village chief... to help you, he is my master... very powerful..." Li Tianmu frowned slightly and silently said: "Messenger? Monsters and evil ghosts have never heard of anyone who calls himself an envoy! But the gods sent from heaven often regard themselves as messengers." At this time, the paper man turned slowly. Seeing that the paper man was so terrifying, Li Yu immediately grabbed his father's clothes tightly.

The paper man stuttered, "Little... God is... the messenger, who is... the plague god... the order of the great master... to harvest... the plague seed... being, being trapped here..." Li Tianmu naturally put down his sword when he heard it say this. The plague messenger stuttered, and Li Tianmu took a long time to understand: a plague was in here a few years ago, and a master made a way to ask the plague god to collect the plague seeds. This plague messenger was ordered by the plague god to collect the plague seeds. Who would have thought that after he came here, he fell into the trap and was sealed into the paper man with fine wine Feng Hemengchen as bait. This Feng Hemengchen is a monster

The fine wine brewed in the world is rare in the world. The powder mist in the paper man is the essence of the wine. The plague messenger is a greedy person. After being deceived, he soaked in wine during the day and went out to find the plague seed at night. Today he met Mu Wushuang and others, and somehow he started to do so. After Luo Rui broke the paper man, the plague spirit dispersed a lot. The plague messenger was a little more awake. He naturally knew that losing the plague seed was a death sentence, and even the plague god would be implicated. Now he can only save his and the plague god's lives by finding the plague seed as soon as possible. In desperation, the plague messenger asked Mu Wushuang for help, and Mu Wushuang naturally agreed to him with the alcohol.
Chapter completed!