Chapter Ninety-Nine

The fist was aimed at her heart, and the shot was fast and accurate.

Mu Qianxun dodged lightly, glanced at Mu Youchen and Mu Youchen, and both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Taking advantage of Mu Youchen's lack of ideas, the big man punched Mu Youchen in the back again.

Mu Qianxun frowned, and reminded in a low voice: "Be careful! His hands are highly poisonous, don't let him touch you! He should be controlled." ”

Mu Youchen nodded heavily, his body flashed, and the big man pounced again.

The big man's tireless attack, punching one punch after another, Mu Qianxun and the others gradually looked a little embarrassed.

The cage was very small, and the three of them were a little crowded to avoid the big man's attack all the time.

Mu Qianxun's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he looked at Mu Youchen: "This person is crazy, what should we do?"

It's easy to deal with this big man, they can kill him with a casual touch of a finger.

But they are now in prison, and Li Langzhong's matter has not been resolved, and if they kill this big man again, they will not be able to get out at all.

Mu Youchen grabbed Mu Qianxun's wrist, protected her behind him, and said helplessly: "You rest first, you can only consume." ”

It didn't take long for the big man to stop and smile mockingly at Mu Youchen.

Mu Qianxun didn't think this was a good thing, the big man was clearly unconscious, how could he know how to be tired, then he stopped, he must have a purpose.

Sure enough, as Mu Qianxun expected, the big man retreated to the door and blocked the prison door, and his fat body was like a wall of flesh.

A punch hit his chest, and he immediately vomited blood, and the viscous liquid stuck to his lips and chin, which was disgusting.

Another punch went down, and the ribcage collapsed, and the ribs were shattered, piercing the flesh and skin, and the white bones cut through the clothes, mixed with pink flesh, dyeing the clothes on the chest bright red.

His body slid down the cell door softly, and he sat on the ground, with a touch of pain in his eyes, and looked at Mu Qianxun and the others in horror, and before he could say a word, he lost his breath.

The eyes embedded in the fat were wide open, staring at Mu Qianxun, the flesh and blood in his chest were blurred, and the death was extremely tragic.

Mu Youchen's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming!"

People who practice martial arts have much better hearing than ordinary people, Zhang Liang and the others did not deliberately slow down, and as soon as they walked to the prison door, Mu Youchen heard it.

The body of the big man was lying at the door, the blood was still hot, and Zhang Liang would come in soon, they were just being caught, and they didn't even have a chance to argue.

They can't say that this big man broke in by himself, and he killed himself? I'm afraid that no one will believe it.

As he passed by the cell where Yunqi was being held, Zhang Liang looked at the empty room next to him and showed an imperceptible smile.

only glanced at Yunqi lightly, and rushed straight towards the place where Mu Qianxun and the two were imprisoned.

After a while, Zhang Liang took a group of officials and errands and broke in.

His eyes wandered around, as if he didn't see the scene that satisfied him, his brows furrowed, and he was displeased: "What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, the body of the big man disappeared out of thin air, and Mu Youchen was lying in Mu Qianxun's arms, looking painful, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and there was a long gash on his arm.

Mu Qianxun's hair was scattered, and a bloody sharp hairpin was left on the ground, looking at Mu Youchen worriedly.

Mu Youchen raised his head: "Lord Prefect, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

The tone is weak, and he is completely devoid of the vigor of the day.

"What is the matter with this?" Zhang Liang asked sharply, pointing to the blood stains on the ground that had not yet dried up.

"Adults don't know, not only will the person who meets Xun'er get poisoned and die, but she also has madness, which will occur once a month, and today is just in time. No, it cut my arm and bleed. ”

Mu Qianxun lowered his head guiltily and said matter-of-factly:

"It's all the little girl's bad life, and it affects her husband, I really don't know if it will affect the prefect!"

The voice was soft, and the bones of the listeners were crispy, but no one present dared to covet her anymore, this beautiful woman always made people's scalps tingle.

"Hmph! What about Li Ba in prison?"

Zhang Liang stared at Mu Youchen with burning eyes, unwilling to let go of the trace of unnaturalness in Mu Youchen's eyes.

It's a pity that he also underestimated Mu Youchen too much, and from childhood to adulthood, Mu Youchen didn't know how much blood was stained on his hands, so he developed a good skill.

How could a mere Li Ba mess up Mu Youchen's mind, not to mention, Li Ba's death had nothing to do with them.

"Who is Li Ba?" with a confused look of curiosity, the acting was very realistic, and Li Ba's disappearance was completely shirked.

Zhang Liang blocked a mouthful of blood in his throat, and glared angrily: "It's the Great Khan who clashed with you today!"

"Oh! It's him, what is he doing with me when he's gone? We've been locked up in prison all along, could it be that the prefect thinks it's something to do with us at this time? The prisoner has escaped, and the prefect doesn't chase the prisoner, what are you doing here?"

There was no loophole in this statement, but Zhang Liang was charged with conniving at the prisoner.

Zhang Liang looked incredulous, but he didn't know how to refute it, put his hands behind his back, and snorted coldly: "Hmph! Don't play tricks on me, tomorrow morning, arraignment!"

After looking left and right, and after making sure that there were only the two of them in the prison, he casually walked around the prison and left the prison.

When passing by the place where Yunqi was being held, he stopped for a moment, glanced at him meaningfully, and hurried away.

Only Qingcheng, who often follows him, knows how angry Zhang Liang is at the moment, and he doesn't dare to attack Yunqi, so he can only hold back his strength.

Also, although this prefect is a small official position, he is used to being rampant and domineering in this Qingfeng Town, and he was shouted at in the middle of the night to inspect it, and he didn't find anything, so it's strange that he can feel comfortable.

Mu Qianxun let out a long sigh, took out the handkerchief on his body, and carefully helped Mu Youchen bandage his wounds.

Mu Youchen was holding a palm-sized white jade bottle in his hand and playing with interest.

They were able to evade Zhang Liang's inspection this time, thanks to the white jade bottle that Mo Xue handed over to them.

Don't look at this thing, it's amazing, it's something the world has never seen, only heard from the storyteller's mouth... The long-lost ... Bone water!

That's right, the big man's corpse disappeared under the bone-turning water, but in a moment, it turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated.

It's just that there is no time to deal with the blood stains on the ground, so Mu Youchen had to scratch his arm to find a reason for the thick blood.

Mu Qianxun's small mouth pursed slightly, and the blood-stained white and tender little hands gently stroked Mu Youchen's injured place, and there was undisguised distress in his eyes.

The big bony hand covered her small hand, clenched tightly, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Mu Qianxun raised his head, met his gaze, bit his lower lip lightly, and his voice was muffled: "Does it hurt?"

Mu Youchen shook her head, rubbed her unkempt soft hair, and soothed: "It doesn't hurt, silly girl." Let's think about what to do tomorrow morning!"

"Let's kill that man, without his correction, Zhang Liang can't condemn us. ”

Mu Qianxun pondered for a moment, this was the only way she could think of.

"It's a good idea, but we don't have a chance! Now if we open the prison door, we will be put on a prison escape hat, and we can't kill that man in front of Zhang Liang's eyes tomorrow morning." The person behind that man is certainly not simple, and it is not so easy to kill him. ”

Mu Youchen let out a long sigh, his face a little solemn.

No matter what happens, he looks like a hippie smile in front of Mu Qianxun, just to not worry her, it seems that this time, this matter is really difficult to solve.

If this is in the imperial city, Dali Temple still has a place to reason, this Qingfeng County is good, Zhang Liang is the heaven here, whoever he wants to die, who has to die.

Mu Youchen really couldn't bear to worry about Mu Qianxun, so she bent one finger and lightly clasped it on her smooth forehead:

"It's really not good, let's just kill it directly, it's all an afterthought, it's a big deal, we will hide in the ancestor for a lifetime, or we hide in the country, and the emperor can't find us." ”

Mu Qianxun knew that Mu Youchen wanted to make her happy, but she was not in the mood at this time, and said seriously:

"You don't want your father, I'm still reluctant to Mu Fu. You have also fled to Linguo, you have seen the prince of that country run away, and then he will be charged with collaborating with the enemy and treason, but he will be punished by the nine clans. ”

Mu Youchen touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Zhu Jiu Clan, then Mu Yunfan can still kill his son? ”

Mu Qianxun gasped and stared at Mu Youchen as if he was a ghost, it is estimated that in the land of this Xia country, Mu Youchen is the only one who dares to call Mu Yunfan's name.

"It's... Not really, what about my father?" Mu Qianxun glanced at Mu Youchen, angry.

"Well, you can't even get into trouble with your father-in-law! ”

This father-in-law called him very smoothly, and the corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he was very comfortable listening to such a title.

Mu Youchen's words changed: "Cough! What do you want to do so much, Xun'er should tie her hair, like a beggar woman!"

For a while, he couldn't think of any good ideas, so he could only take one step at a time.

Mu Qianxun stroked his scattered hair, stretched out his hand to arrange his hair haphazardly, and glared at Mu Youchen:

"I'm a beggar's wife, aren't you just a beggar, what's so angry!"

Mu Youchen smiled in a good mood, as if as long as she looked at her, all her worries and worries would no longer exist.

Slapping away her little hands that were scratching everywhere, standing behind her, a magnetic and seductive voice came: "Beggars are beggars, anyway, we are not much better than beggars now." Xun'er is going to scratch your hair, or help your husband, it's not beautiful to catch baldness. ”