There are two flowers, one on each branch.

On the other side, after Ye Mu separated from his classmates, he and Xia Xue walked along the street, reflecting the dim yellow street lamps, and slowly walked towards home. The reason why he didn't ride in the car with Xia Xue was because he wanted to be alone with Xia Xue for a while.

Gently holding Xia Xue's soft and boneless soft wattle in his hand, with the dim light, Ye Mu tilted his head to look at Xia Xue's gentle side face, and a strong sense of pity rose in his heart. At this moment, Ye Mu only felt that the softest part of his heart was filled with a substance called happiness.

Ye Mu and Xia Xue have known each other for thirteen years, and they get along day and night, so it can be said that they have long been in love. Ye Mu had fantasized countless times about confessing to Xia Xue, but he didn't expect that it would be at tonight's graduation dinner. Although it is not very formal, this qiē is not important, the important thing is that from today onwards, Xia Xue is his Ye Mu's person.

Thinking of this, Ye Mu couldn't help but hold Xia Xue's hand a little tighter. As if sensing the change in Ye Mu's heart, Xia Xue turned her head to look at Ye Mu, and happened to meet Ye Mu's gaze in the air.

"What's wrong? Brother Ye! Xia Xue showed a beautiful smile at Ye Mu.

What does it mean to look back and smile? That's it!

Ye Mu was trembling by Xia Xue's charming smile, and then, the eyes that looked at Xia Xue gradually became warmer, and he said in a slurred voice: "No, it's nothing!" ”

"Then why are you looking at people like that?" As she spoke, Xia Xue's tender little face suddenly turned red. With thin skin, where could she endure Ye Mu's scorching gaze, so she could only learn to look like an ostrich and bury her cute little head in the mountain peak on her chest.

Xia Xue when she was shy was definitely the most beautiful time for Xia Xue, Ye Mu saw Xia Xue's shy appearance, and suddenly moved his index finger. In addition, being blown by the wind at this time, the wine was surging, and Ye Mu's eyes when he looked at Xia Xue were even more confused, and then he trembled and stretched out his hand to raise Xia Xue's little head.

The four eyes are facing each other, and there is a strong affection circulating. At this time, Xia Xue seemed to have forgotten her shyness, and her whole person melted under Ye Mu's gentle gaze.

In the dim light, the heads of the two slowly approached, and the four lips narrowed the distance inch after inch. Unconsciously, both of them closed their foreheads, and each sprayed a heavy snort on each other's faces.

It's close! It's close!

Seeing that the four lips were about to come together, but at this time, Ye Mu's eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, his hands tightened Xia Xue's waist, his footsteps moved sideways, and the next moment, he appeared three meters away with Xia Xue in his arms.

And just after Ye Mu completed this series of actions, where he and Xia Xue were standing, a middle-aged man with a slender body and an expressionless face appeared, and this middle-aged man was the subordinate sent by Lin Deming to capture Xia Xue before.

Ye Mu looked at this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared with cold eyes, and it was absolutely impossible to say in his heart that he was not angry.

It's just a little bit, it's almost kissed.

Thinking that he could have immediately gotten the first kiss that Xia Xue had kept for eighteen years, but he missed such a good opportunity because of this uninvited guest, Ye Muqi's eyebrows were raised.

"Your uncle, you dare to disturb my brother's good deeds! If Brother doesn't beat you out of the today, the goth won't be surnamed Ye. ”

Ye Mu's angry attitude was something that the middle-aged man never expected, when he saw Ye Mu rushing towards him with his fists raised, he was stunned on the spot, and he didn't react for a while. By the time he came to his senses, Ye Mu's fist had already reached his face.

"This speed ......" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, according to Ye Mu's speed, Ye Mu's strength is definitely not what Deming said, just the middle and late stages of a martial artist.

"Samurai Period!"

Although the middle-aged man was slightly surprised by Ye Mu's true cultivation, he was not afraid, because even if Ye Mu's cultivation was not a martial artist stage but a warrior stage, he was confident that he could defeat Ye Mu, take Xia Xue away, and complete the task assigned to him by Lin Deming. It's just that his cultivation has also reached the samurai stage, and he is at the peak of the early stage of the samurai, and he is only one line away from the middle stage of the samurai.

The middle-aged man believed that with his well-honed combat skills, even if Ye Mu's cultivation reached the middle stage of the warrior, or even the late stage, he would be able to complete Ye Mu.

"Carving insect skills!" Facing Ye Mu's fists that were about to touch his body, the middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, and instantly stretched out his left hand to block his chest, trying to block Ye Mu's attack with the strength of one hand. However, when Ye Mu's fist really came into contact with his body, the contemptuous smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

"Bang ......"

Hearing the sound of flesh, the middle-aged man's palm grabbed Ye Mu's entire fist. However, the result of the contact between the two did not unload Ye Mu's attack power as easily as he imagined. When the palms and fists intersected, the middle-aged man only felt as if he had been hit by a car running at full speed, and then his body could not control the ground and flew backwards.

Falling to the ground, the middle-aged man covered his chest with his hand on the part of his chest that was hit by Ye Mu, and said while coughing: "How is it possible?" ”

The middle-aged man's eyes when he looked at Ye Mu were full of horror, from Ye Mu's punch just now, the middle-aged man's feet could see that Ye Mu's true cultivation was definitely not below him, and it was likely to have reached the late stage of the warrior.

But what about the late samurai? At a young age and with no family background, how much practical experience can you have?

The middle-aged man stroked his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other, and got up from the ground. With a gesture, he put on a fighting posture, at this time, he already knew all of Ye Mu's strength, and he would no longer underestimate the enemy.

"Kill!" I only heard the middle-aged man speak coldly, and immediately, I saw a short military thorn in his hand. The middle-aged man held a military spur in his hand, and in a posture of not killing people and not looking back, like a cheetah predatoring food, he fiercely pounced towards Ye Mu.

Seeing this, Ye Mu smiled coldly. If it was before he had been to the dungeon world, he might have been timid in the face of such an imposing attack. But for Ye Mu, who has now hunted countless zombies, the middle-aged man's attack is far less dangerous than when he faces a group of zombies.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" As soon as Ye Mu's voice fell, the Guyue Knife instantly appeared in his hand.

A cold light flashed under the dark night sky, and a knife and a stab met in the air, Ye Mu, who was holding the Guyue knife, and the middle-aged man holding the military stabbing were misplaced.

When the ......

I only heard the sound of gold and iron intersecting far away, and the military stab in the middle-aged man's hand was cut in two and fell to the ground, and was stabbed in two by the sharp Guyue knife. As for the middle-aged man, he also ended up with the same fate as the military assassin, lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, and there was no possibility of getting up again.