The moonlight was hazy, although the evening breeze in May was not much cold, but it was already a little cool, when the light candlelight of the eldest grandson Mu was swayed by the breeze left and right, at the entrance of the courtyard a few miles away, several huge purple lanterns also danced together.

On the faint sound of paper rubbing, on the side of the curved brick roof, a man slowly opened his eyes while sitting on the opposite moon, and in the hazy moonlight, he could only vaguely see the man wearing a black power suit, with hair up to the shoulders. Although it is not a delicate face, it has a sense of perseverance.

"Molian mole, the hour is coming, go. The man opened his eyes for a moment, and closed them at the end of his sentence.

"Uncle, you continue to meditate, I will go back to the little one, that doll, I can knock it down in three or two. Under the eaves of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a three-inch scar on the left side of his face, with a smiling face, made an extremely dull voice, and his hands kept rubbing like a shopkeeper counting silver.

". The man in the suit did not raise his eyelids, and his tone was as cold as ever.

Seeing this, the man under the eaves didn't dare to say much, and his body turned around and he was already grabbing the door and leaving, and as the air gradually quieted down, there were faint angry words and ** voices in the house rushing out of the door.

"You say, so far, will he be grateful?" As the words came to an end, a man in a black and white mask of yin and yang slowly appeared next to the man in the power suit as if he had melted into the moonlight after Mo Lian Mole left for a few breaths. In addition to walking elegantly, the right hand has a green feather fan, but the mask has not been removed, and the meaning of handsomeness has been guessed.

"Perhaps. The man in the suit still didn't open his eyes, and only the coldness in his tone softened a little.

It seems that it has long been commonplace to pretend to be a man in a faint manner, and the masked man just raised his head slightly, and then shook his head slightly when he looked at the darkness of the night.

"Do it yourself, eldest grandson Mu. After speaking, the masked man came and went like the wind, and his figure had disappeared from the eaves in a slight flash.

The wind continued to blow, and the night remained cold.

The seventh time to help the book up, the candle flame has been burned half to, when the eye transfer is completed, the eldest grandson Mushu has reached the table, and when the wooden chair is half dropped, the shaking of the candle flame is abnormal and shakes in a circle, the eldest grandson Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the tension of that moment prompted the red court qi in his body to gather highly.

Although Shen Hongning in the corner did not wait for the eyes of Changsun Mu to wake up alternately, and saw the slight stiffness of the candle flame reflecting the figure, he predicted the situation in advance.

only said the time, the movement time was short, and when the eyes of the eldest Sun Mu and Shen Hongning were alternated, they were already reading under forced calm. Everything seems to be only possible with light to dark.

The sound of breaking wind was from far and near, although the speed was constant at a distance of several miles, but the person had stopped outside the candle-lit house in a short time, Shen Hongning had even reduced his breathing rate to the minimum, although he couldn't feel the red court qi of the man who had fallen to the ground, but he could still feel oppression.

"It's come to this, but Eldest Sun Mu's prediction has really come true," Shen Hongning narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he was thinking in his heart, he had already moved his gaze to the room.

"The big guest is coming, but the eldest grandson only has candles and books to welcome him, but he is far away. The eldest grandson Mu Ting gathered his anger, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the room as he spoke.

Although there is no light to shine, the vision of the Red Court is different from ordinary people, and the man not far away is also behind his hand, with a three-inch scar on the left side of his face, not tall or short, dressed in horse leather gray clothes, his hair and bones are coiled up, and he is indeed decorated by wild bandits.

"It's so dark in the morning, are you alone in these few miles?" The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse, making it extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Now that this village has been slaughtered and the figures are scattered, are you afraid that you don't know who did it? Seeing Uncle Ben Molian Mole, with your second-level connections, why don't you quickly send the head of Xiang Shang?"

Eldest Sun Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, if it wasn't for the darkness of the night, I am afraid that whether it is Molian Mole or Shen Hongning, he can see the saliva in his throat. So far, although the eldest Sun Mu has seen all kinds of people in the Sun Mansion, he has never had contact with the bandits, especially the Hongting bandits in front of him, who are stronger than him, and for a moment, he didn't know how to deal with them correctly.

"Little doll, Uncle Ben Mo Lian Mole is not a literati, if you still want to use the method of literati to deal with it, I am afraid that you will be in a different place if you count your breath. ”

Seeing that the eldest grandson Mu was silent in the dark, as if in contemplation, Mo Lian Mole continued: "Open your eyes and see clearly, what is the supreme comparison of strength between the Red Court at this moment. At this point, Mo Lian's mole was not pretentious, and his right hand opened and closed wide as he leaned forward, and it was already a green light amnesty in an instant.

"Hahahahaha, just a few connections, see how I capture you!"

"Woohoo. ”

The strong sound of breaking wind was far and near, and the green light was actually a little more oppressive under the premise of being extremely violent, and multiple attack angles appeared at the same time as the pupils of the eldest grandson Mu instantly dilated. In the blink of an eye, the second-line green light hit the left and right shoulders of the eldest grandson Mu.

"Smack!" A sound of the sleeves shattering at the same time instantly spread far away, and with this sound, Changsun Mu had already moved back a few meters in response.

"It's fast, it's so powerful. Although the idea in the mind of the eldest grandson Mu had already arisen, he had already controlled the balance of his body when he moved straight, and he looked up at the Molian mole that was already jumping in the air in front of him while gritting his teeth.

Just look at it, the black mang in his right hand, which is deeper than the dark night brilliance in front of him, is already flowing like crazy, and even the air ripples are all flooded together, the black mang is big and small, and when it is small to large, a long sword with a black body has been controlled in the hand of Changsun Mu.

"It's a big fuss, it's sloppy. As for the green light in the air, Mo Lian Mole shook his right hand heavily, as if throwing away the excess green light, and as if reuniting the dissipated light, after a few breaths, the bright green light has gradually dissipated, leaving only Mo Lian Mole right hand to hold the green big knife between them.

"Doll, take your life!" shouted in the air, Mo Lian Mole and people with knives came down from the sky, and the wind of chopping swept in the face, and in an instant it was already the wind and sand shooting indiscriminately, and the meaning of chaos gathered.

The eldest grandson Mu's clothes cracked, and when he saw the fierce momentum in the sky, he suddenly closed his eyes, but only for a moment he opened his right eye, and the action of the mole in front of him was concise, simple and fixed, and the eldest grandson Mu held the black sword tightly in his right hand, and the five fingers were evenly spaced.

"Black Yin!" Changsun Mu's mouth moved, and under the condensation of the forced sound, the black sword of the black chant in his right hand was instantly released, and the place where the black chant swept was actually instantaneous white, but when he looked at the scene, it seemed to have the potential to seize the night and release the whiteness of the sky. The body of the black yin sword flipped for half a week, and in the hands of the eldest grandson Mu, he faced the pressure of the sky.

"Hum~"

With a bang, the two forces clashed

"Hum~~"

Under the two sounds, the swords pressed each other, the wind overflowed, and the surrounding broken debris swept by the wind

"Buzz~~~"

Under the three sounds, the black and green rays confronted each other, and the wind gradually rolled into a roll, and it was already flying wildly in three or four places

Shen Hongning blocked the wind with one hand, and stared at the two people in the field intently between the demonic qi beside him, and his eyebrows kept changing between slight wrinkles and soothing. If the formation of light and darkness is formed before the defeat of Changsun Mu, it is not passive to active, and at that time, I am afraid that the lives of the two of them are in danger.

"Eldest grandson Mu, if you have a debt, you must pay it back, you can't go back on your promise. Shen Hongning put his palms into fists and muttered to himself.

The battle was dark and night, and the wind and sand in the field were still continuous, and the intensity did not decrease but increased.