Seeing Luo Wushuang's appearance, Jun Mubai inserted the wooden stick of the grilled fish into the soil, opened Luo Wushuang's hand with both hands, and said while pinching and squeezing Luo Wushuang's face: "Oops, oops, I'm still laughing." ”

Luo Wushuang couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and bit down on Jun Mubai's hand, Jun Mubai had already expected this result, and took his hand back, looking like I knew.

"Where are we going?" Luo Wushuang asked.

"Gangnam." Jun Mubai continued the work of grilling fish just now.

"But why don't we go the official way?" Luo Wushuang asked.

Jun Mubai handed the grilled fish in his hand to Luo Wushuang, hooked his lips and smiled: "Because we are waiting for someone." ”

"It's almost the same as waiting for lonely ghosts in the wilderness." Luo Wushuang tore off a piece of steaming fish.

"It's almost the same, don't people become lonely ghosts when they die?" Jun Mubai smiled evilly.

"White madness, who the hell are you? I mean in addition to the identity that everyone knows. Luo Wushuang asked without foreshadowing.

Jun Mubai looked back at Luo Wushuang, his eyes filled with endless emptiness and said, "Does it matter?"

Luo Wushuang seemed to feel the deep sadness in Jun Mubai's eyes, and bowed his head slightly and said, "It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is who you want to be." ”

Jun Mubai was silent for a while, and did not answer Luo Wushuang's question directly, but asked Luo Wushuang rhetorically: "What about you, who do you want to be?"

Luo Wushuang was about to speak, but Jun Mubai made a silent gesture. Luo Wushuang relied on the ear power of a martial arts practitioner to seem to distinguish other sounds that were different from the sound of the wind, water, and beasts, but she did not detect any human breath at all.

Jun Mubai rarely restrained his usual unserious appearance, and his face was as serious as if he was facing a great enemy.

Jun Mubai jumped up in an instant and extinguished the fire. Untied the reins of the horse, drove the two horses to two different directions, chased and chased the deer very humanely, felt the solemnity of the master, and also let go of the horse's hooves and ran in two directions.

Everywhere the horses went, there was a commotion, after Jun Mubai did all this, he let Luo Wushuang go up a big tree with lush leaves, Luo Wushuang knew the seriousness of the matter, and before jumping on the tree, he pulled Jun Mubai and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?"

Jun Mubai gently brushed Luo Wushuang's hand away, and learned from Luo Wushuang to whisper as well: "The third-rate master is about to show his skills." ”

Luo Wushuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Jun Mubai was still in the same shapeless appearance, it seemed that the matter was not as serious as she thought, but the feeling of uneasiness in her heart suddenly rose, and when she was about to say something, Jun Mubai threw her a heavy package.

Luo Wushuang was in pain from the contents of the package, she was a little helpless, at this time, although she had no force but no experience in the enemy. The real kind of life-and-death experience against the enemy, if you go down to help easily, it will become a burden, and it seems that the test of the trip to Jiangnan has kicked off today. Jun Mubai opened his mouth and thought about what to say, and finally closed his mouth again and shook his head. Luo Wushuang made a 'careful' mouth gesture towards Jun Mubai, and jumped lightly onto the big tree.

Jun Mubai watched Luo Wushuang go up to the big tree, and then jumped up on the woods, overlooking the various riotous corners of this silent forest, Jun Mubai, who was rising in mid-air, knew when he held the sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Aren't you heroes going to come out to meet me?"

Jun Mubai's voice spread to every corner of the woods, but for a while there was no sound to answer him, so silent that even the sound of birds flapping their wings could be heard clearly.

Luo Wushuang, who was lying on the tree, began to wonder if Jun Mubai was too sensitive, but in fact, there was no one at all. Just as Luo Wushuang became more and more determined in his thoughts, dozens of gray shadows rose to the ground and exchanged hands with Jun Mubai who was hanging in the air.

The two sides fought inseparably, although there were many enemies, but their martial arts were obviously inferior to Jun Mubai. Luo Wushuang was slightly relieved when he saw that the gray shadows were constantly being shaken down.

But more and more black shadows are moving in the grass, not only in the grass, but also in the trees, there are a lot of figures jumping, in the small encirclement, roughly estimated that there are dozens of people, Luo Wushuang saw so many people, and his palms were a little ****, it seems that they are planning to use the tactics of the sea of people to drag Jun Mubai to death, but why do they have to have so many people? The only conclusion is that Jun Mubai can pick ten with one, or even one by hundred, Luo Wushuang was taken aback by this idea in his heart, how can a person be one to a hundred.

Ke Luo Wushuang looked at so many people pressed by the black like ants, his scalp was numb, Jun Mubai attracted most of the enemy's strength into the air, in fact, this consumed more internal strength, Jun Mubai took the time to glance at the big tree where Luo Wushuang was hiding, and saw that there was no movement, and threw himself into the battle again.

But Luo Wushuang, who was lying on the tree, didn't know it, she was rummaging through the package that Jin Niang gave herself, to see if there was anything that could be used, and she could help Jun Mubai drag down one or two people. The sword wielded in Jun Mubai's hand was merciless, and he used the most powerful and simple moves to hit the lifeline of the person, and the sword was fatal.

The sword in Jun Mubai's hand in mid-air provoked them one by one, and took turns to use the sword and fist to fight with the palm repeatedly, the speed was fast and accurate, sometimes Jun Mubai was tired of playing, so he simply gave people a point, and directly let people fall down from a high altitude, and they were so seriously injured that they couldn't get up.

The strongest martial arts of this group of people are the twelve gray figures, seeing that the tactics of the sea of people will not work on Jun Mubai for a while, but will break a lot of manpower, and he will be ruthless in his heart, and the twelve people jointly use the formation, which does limit Jun Mubai's freewheeling.

But Jun Mubai also recognized the source of this formation, hooked his lips and smiled, and said, "It turned out to be my 'own person' who returned to the Phoenix Pavilion." "Jun Mubai's 'own person' pronunciation bites very hard.

Seeing that Jun Mubai had recognized him, the twelve people looked at each other, and the gray-robed man led by him took the lead in removing the hood and said, "Yes, today we will set up a new master." ”

The other eleven people in the gray robe at the head of the group were hesitant because of Jun Mubai's prestige in the Hui Huang Pavilion, and when the gray-robed people at the head saw this, they took a fierce medicine and shouted at the other eleven people: "What are you hesitating about? He's the Phoenix Lord, do you think he'll let you go?"

Eleven people, you look at me, I look at you, habitually looked at Jun Mubai, as if waiting for him to make a decision when he returned to the Phoenix Pavilion to make a decision, Jun Mubai hooked the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "What's wrong?" Then I remembered to ask my opinion as the Pavilion Master?"