Yi Xiaopeng also knew that without Ye Xun's help, the possibility of killing Mu Lingtian was very small, but he was unwilling to let the Tibetan Sword Villa become a laughing stock, he wanted to fight to the death, so he took people to fight for his life and wanted to intercept Mu Lingtian in the Hupao Villa.

Speeding up all the way, Yi Xiaopeng finally rushed to Hupao Villa with people, and when it was confirmed that Mu Lingtian had not yet arrived, Yi Xiaopeng was ecstatic, rearranged the arrangements, and strengthened precautions, but he didn't know that everything was in vain.

After waiting for two days in Hupao Villa, and not waiting for Mu Lingtian's figure, Yi Xiaopeng became more and more worried. After all, when Mu Lingtian was seriously injured, he could still forcibly break through the two levels and kill the four masters, which was enough to show that Mu Lingtian was terrible, if it was just the end of the strong crossbow and the dying struggle, it would be fine, but the news from Yi Yunfei's pigeon biography made Yi Xiaopeng deeply understand that he was not qualified to stop Mu Lingtian.

Yi Xiaopeng hesitated, there were two paths in front of him, one was to try his best to stop Mu Lingtian from the entire Hidden Sword Villa, and the Hidden Sword Villa was destroyed in his hands. The second way, only to let Mu Lingtian pass, and then was forced by the martial arts to marry Ye Wushuang, making the Tibetan Sword Villa a joke of the entire martial arts, just when Yi Xiaopeng was hesitating, the people who pursued Mu Lingtian came to the Hupao Villa and joined Yi Xiaopeng.

Obviously, the encirclement and suppression failed, and everyone was stunned, why did this murderous maniac disappear?

And Ye Xun had already given an order to let Mu Lingtian leave Phoenix Villa, so he naturally lost Mu Lingtian's trace, thinking that Mu Lingtian was still on his way to Hupao Villa.

......

On the stage of a large inn, a table, a chair, and an old storyteller slowly walked up.

With a "poof", the storyteller opened the folding fan in his hand, sat down on the chair, picked up the wooden block on the table, and knocked it gently.

"Smack"

With a crisp voice, everyone quieted down and looked over.

"Today, what we want to say is, is this murderous demon Mu Lingtian, is it a human? or a demon?" The storyteller fell into everyone's eyes, smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "Speaking of this murderous demon Mu Lingtian, in the rivers and lakes, everyone knows it, it can be said that it is a remnant in the hand, I have it in the world, a sword to punish immortals, and the world trembles." Just a few days ago, Mu Lingtian was on top of Phoenix Mountain Villa..."

The storyteller is on the stage, as if he is in the scene, as if he has seen it with his own eyes, and the listener listens to it quietly, holding something with chopsticks in his hand, and then he does not move, as if everything else is still except for the storyteller.

Even the shopkeeper who participated in the tea forgot the movement in his hand and kept pouring the tea until the tea overflowed, flowed onto the table, and flowed onto the customer's pants.

"Ahh

The scalded guests hadn't had time to get angry, and the shopkeeper hadn't wiped the tea off the table, and the two of them were afraid of missing the excitement, so they listened to it again.

The sudden sound of "pop" seemed to call back the souls of all the listeners.

The storyteller slowly picked up the folding fan on the table and continued: "So this Mu Lingtian is not a human at all, but a sword demon descended into the world, and only in this way can we explain why he can still swagger across this thousand rope bridge as if he was nothing under such a serious injury." ”

"How is this possible?"

"How can't it be, I've heard about it too..."

"You say that this Mu Ling is really so powerful, and after taking such a heavy sword, can he still be like a nobody?"

"Isn't it, or how to say that it is the reincarnation of the sword demon, I see, eight or nine are not far from ten. ”

Everyone in the inn was talking.

Rumors have long spread in the rivers and lakes, and everyone's topic after tea and dinner is Mu Lingtian, and for a while, everyone feels that Mu Lingtian is not a person at all.

......

And Mu Lingtian was escorted by Tie Fei on the first road, passing through layers of checkpoints, but it was too peaceful, and two days had passed, Mu Lingtian had already left the center of Phoenix Villa from the other side, arrived at the periphery of Phoenix Villa, and entered the Wind Howling Forest, which was almost safe.

In the cabin, Dr. Zhang changed the bandage for Mu Lingtian again, after these few days of recuperation, Mu Lingtian's wound has been scarred, and the internal force has also recovered seven or eight, this recovery speed made the shock, Dr. Zhang touched his beard, and said with a smile in surprise: "Mu Shaoxia is really a strange person, such a serious injury, it can be recovered to such a thing in just a few days, and it must be able to fully recover in a few days." ”

"It's still thanks to Dr. Zhang's medical skills. Mu Lingtian put on his clothes and bowed his head slightly to Dr. Zhang and thanked him.

While cleaning up his things, Dr. Zhang shook his head and waved his hand and smiled: "Eh, Mu Shaoxia is polite, every doctor will do it, and he doesn't dare to take credit." Speaking of the old and decrepit practicing medicine for 30 years, it is the first time I have seen Mu Shaoxia's physique. ”

Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue sent Dr. Zhang out of the cabin together.

Although he hadn't left the sphere of influence of Phoenix Mountain Villa, he had already entered the Wind Howling Forest, avoiding some places where there were many people, and Mu Lingtian could also come out to breathe.

Dr. Zhang returned to the back cabin of the cargo ship, Mu Lingtian stood at the bow of the ship, the river breeze blew the cold hair in front of his left forehead, revealing the murderous eyes, he coldly glanced at everything in the wind howling forest, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

The white dress of the falling snow, fluttering slightly backwards under the river breeze, slightly plucking the waist-length long hair, the white silk hairband in the middle of the hair gently swayed with the hair, the exquisite curve, looming under the swing of the dress, the jade finger of the left hand gently hooked the strand of ear hair in the left ear, hidden behind the ear, the peerless face of the city, like the fairy in the nine heavens, cold and arrogant, not to be blasphemed.

"Falling snow..."Mu Lingtian shouted lightly, paused, looked ahead and asked, "What do you say is Jianghu?"

"Childe..."Looking at Mu Lingtian, who was a little emotional and a little sad, Luo Xue frowned slightly, but looked ahead again, was silent for a while, with sadness in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Although Luo Xue doesn't know what the rivers and lakes are, Luo Xue thinks that the rivers and lakes may be a net of confusion, inextricably linked, intricate, and firmly glued to everyone, making people willingly trapped in this cage." ”

Mu Lingtian sighed lightly, turned around, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, there was a sad look, and he smiled faintly at Luoxue: "Then you said that there will be a day when there will be a matter of rivers and lakes?

That's right, Mu Lingtian thought of Su Yurong, and remembered the picture that Su Yurong once described, that kind of day was the day that Mu Lingtian dreamed of, and it was the peace he wanted in his heart, not like now, what he opened his eyes every day and faced might be the struggle between life and death. If one day, the rivers and lakes will be in trouble... He wished for that kind of life, but he knew in his heart that it might just be a dream, a dream that was out of reach...