Chapter 418: Funeral

Ghost Yi, who has always been duplicitous, has been going back and forth, verbally aggressive, Mu Qianxun has long stopped taking it to heart.

Holding a shovel and pickaxe that was not much lower than her, she didn't say a word, and walked in the direction of the outside of the wooden house, her back in the moonlight, looking extremely thin.

Out of the hut, walking out of the distance of less than a mile, Mu Qianxun suddenly lowered his head, smiled, shook his head, and slowed down.

said that he didn't care about her ghost, and at this moment he followed her closely, keeping a distance of ten steps.

Grave digging is such hard work...... After all, it still fell on Ghost Yi, and in the cold moonlight, Ghost Yi dug a big pit decently, and buried the soil back with a shovel and a shovel.

During the whole process, Mu Qianxun didn't stretch out his hand, just pestle on the side, quietly watching Ghost Yi bend over and straighten up, back and forth, and move over and over again.

After tossing for most of the night, when the sky was slightly bright, a new tomb could be regarded as being built, and on the smooth but irregular stone tablet, the bright red characters outlined Mu Youchen's name.

The ghost's snow-white cloth boots were covered with dirt, and the lines of the drawings were mixed with the dirt, and the clothes were disheveled, and the hair that had been blown by the wind all night was fluffy and flew everywhere.

Mu Qianxun teased in front of her, grateful in her heart, the ghost who loves cleanliness, the ghost who regards cleanliness as his life, just stood in front of her sloppily at this moment in order to help them escape the crisis.

At dawn, Mu Qianxun used the excuse to collect medicine and left Mu Youchen alone in the wooden house of Guiyi, and Guiyi handed Mu Youchen's news to Baili Gusu at the head of the grave.

Mu Qianxun was dressed in white, his eyes were red, the brand-new sword in his hand was shining with cold light, and his face was full of determination and gloom.

This is dressed in white...... Or cut out the bed curtain sheets in the backyard and sew them, and the sewn ...... It's a ghost, maybe there are too many wounds, and it's also very good at sewing clothes.

Mu Qianxun laughed at Ghost Yi for being more daughter's than his daughter's family, he was proficient in sewing clothes and cooking, and Ghost Yi laughed at Mu Qianxun for being arrogant when he wrapped the sheets in his body.

On weekdays, that is, Mu Youchen saw that she was not pleasing to the eye in ghostly clothes, but today, if she wanted to fool the past, she would definitely not be able to come out in men's clothes to show off.

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

"No, I can handle it myself. ”

"Then I'm leaving, remember, take it easy, I won't help people collect corpses!"

Looking at the back of the ghost Yi who walked away in a dashing manner, Mu Qianxun smiled bitterly, wait, he was going to look at the enemy but he couldn't kill him, what kind of grievance should it be.

Baili Gusu and a few people came quickly, and it is estimated that in the past few days after losing the news of Mu Youchen, they are anxious to sleep and eat, right?

deliberately restrained the breath, quietly and silently, surrounded the location of the grave, there was no gap, and it was still the momentum of encirclement and suppression.

The corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth were slightly hooked, and she smiled sarcastically, if it was placed in the past, they approached so cautiously, she might not have noticed.

But now it's different, and all their movements have clearly fallen into her ears.

"Since you're here, come out!"

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the circle around was getting smaller and smaller, and Mu Qianxun finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke out first.

The black shadows of the fluttering, like the wind, flashed in front of their eyes, and the people who flashed were dazzled.

Led by Baili Lonely Soda, dozens of people dressed as killers all showed their faces in the small space of the cemetery.

Baili Gusu's gaze crossed Mu Qianxun straight and landed on the grave, his tense expression relaxed a little, and the corners of his eyes bent invisibly.

On the originally flat face, there are two deep crossed cross scars, centipede-like appearance, hideous and terrifying.

The sunlight of the forest stars passed through the bamboo leaves, mottled on the face, flickering and darkening, adding a bit of anger.

Needless to say, I also know that it is Mu Youchen's handwriting, and the ruthlessness of Mu Youchen's moves is not comparable to anyone.

If it weren't for being suppressed everywhere, if they hadn't chosen to do it on a rainy day, even if Mu Youchen died, it would definitely be the end of the fish dying and the net was broken, where could they still stand here in a good manner.

"Let's go back to the county lord. ”

Baili Gusu knelt on one knee, his words were cold, his head was lowered, and he stared at Mu Qianxun's shoes tightly, with the idea of calming things down, hoping to be lucky.

"Haha, I brought you here, do you think I don't know anything, I'm so stupid?

How did You Chen die, your fate is a hundred times more tragic than him, today, this is your burial place, you, all of you have to be buried with him!"

The mind is full of Mu Youchen's appearance of curled up in the rain that day, scars all over his body, and ...... Over the past few days, one by one, one by one, how can a hateful word be interpreted.

These people in front of her, even if they died a thousand times or ten thousand times, it was not enough to calm the hatred in her heart, suppressed, suppressed, and suppressed, but the hand in the other sleeve still inevitably trembled.

Mu Qianxun rubbed his chin, and the long gauzy skirt behind him was dragged on the ground, the wind was blowing, and his teeth and claws were floating in the air.

The atmosphere suddenly became riotous, the sky was blue, and the air around him cooled a little, strange and gloomy.

The long sword in her hand quickly stabbed towards Baili Gusu's throat, and it was only a little bit before she could pierce his throat and let him spill blood in the bamboo forest!

It's a pity that her speed is not fast enough, Baili Gusu's vigilance has never really been lowered, she rolled around, straightened up, put her toes on the ground, and retreated a long distance from Mu Qianxun.

Mu Qianxun's red eyes, cold and out of control, with the loose and fluttering white clothes, are daunting.

The tip of the sword slashed the ground, stabbing, stabbing, stabbing, it seemed that it was not only the ground, but also the human heart.

"Youchen, I'll avenge you, you're very lonely down there, I'll let them go down to accompany you. ”

There are words in his mouth, and his beautiful face is slightly distorted, dyed with a bit of madness.

She approached, they retreated, she stopped, and without any more movement, they also stopped where they were.

Slowly stalemate, she smiled, so bright, so sad, so dazzling, so terrifying!

"Zisang smiled, but come to worship Youchen, what are you afraid of, are you afraid that I will kill you!"

Laughing, indifferent tone, suddenly changed, between the eyebrows and eyes was a compelling coldness, and the voice was also cold.

Zisang pursed his lips with a smile, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, seeing that Mu Qianxun's whole attention was on him, and he walked towards him, still standing in place without moving.

Since then, he has been staring at the tombstone, his eyes are tangled, regretful, and some other colors that he can't see through.

Mu Qianxun stood opposite Zi Sang Xiao, stretched out his hand, put it on Zi Sang Xiao's shoulder, and gently flicked the dust off his shoulder with his slender fingers, squinting his eyes, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth converged little by little, the palms of the hands were closed, the eyes were standing, and the neat palm hit Zi Sangxiao's chest, seemingly, without much strength.

Zisang Xiao was hit defenselessly, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, crookedly sticking to the ground, and flying backwards.

Blood splashed in his mouth, and he fell down heavily, unable to paralyze at the feet of Baili Gusu, and lost the strength to get up.

looked at Mu Qianxun in surprise, the throat was hot, and then, two mouthfuls of blood, dyed the ground full of dead branches and leaves, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Baili Gusu pinned the sword at his waist, and finally gave up the sheath, took a long step forward, and glared at Mu Qianxun viciously.

From the moment he saw Mu Qianxun, his eyes were full of forbearance and dissatisfaction.

He thought that Mu Qianxun was not his opponent, but he ignored one point, how a person who was inferior to him could not get up without effort, and before he had time to take the next step, he never stepped out majestically.

"Baili Gusu! You have to remember that the master said that the county lord can't move, otherwise, you and I will die, you can think clearly. ”

Zisang smiled and opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and he muttered, laboriously warning Baili Gusu.

Baili Gusu glared at Mu Qianxun meaningfully for the last time, lowered his head, and prepared to get up with a smile, his voice was quite a bit of gritted teeth:

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw, where to withdraw! Today, none of you want to leave!"

Mu Qianxun contemptuously refuted Baili Gusu's words, his figure flashed, and he had already stopped in front of Baili Gusu, and the long sword in his hand slashed fiercely at Baili Gusu's Fuzi Sang Xiao's hand.

Baili Gusu retracted his hand, looked at Mu Qianxun with palpitations, and secretly panicked in his heart, this woman in front of him, is her kung fu really inferior to him.

didn't have time to think more, Mu Qianxun didn't just scare him this time, after a miss, he chased after him.

The scarlet in his eyes, the fierce and flickering moves, made his forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he tried his best to dodge and resist, but he was still firmly at a disadvantage.

Mu Qianxun chuckled, running his skills, and he was at ease, looking at Baili Gusu, embarrassed like a water dog.

She didn't dare to use all her skills, otherwise she would be able to punish them all under the sword, just a hundred miles of solitude, where would she need to work so hard.

Baili Gusu is hovering between life and death all the time, but on the contrary, Zisang Xiao is still lying on the ground, constantly adding to the chaos, and muttering loudly:

"The county lord can't be fine!"

"You can't hurt the county lord!"

"The master has an order, and we must obey it carefully......"

Baili Gusu can no longer use extra energy to respond to Zisang Xiao, now he is in danger, how can he hurt Mu Qianxun, this is already his full strength.

It was precisely because of Zi Sangxiao's tireless reminders again and again that no one dared to step forward to help Baili Gusu, and watched the battle crampedly one by one.

Helian Rui's mission to them was to assassinate Mu Youchen, and since Mu Youchen was dead, they really didn't need to wade into this troubled water again.

Mu Qianxun was close, Baili Gusu dodged, his wrist was stabbed by Mu Qianxun, and the sword in his hand fell off in an instant.

As long as one sword goes down, Baili Gusu will lie here forever, and the sword that Mu Qianxun cut down was forcibly blocked.

It's Bailijing, she forgot, they are brothers, even if everyone stands by, Bailijing won't sit idly by.