When they came, several heads of the family also said that they had agreed to talk to each other, and they must force Mu Changchuan to agree, and when they came out of the main hall, they were like frosted eggplants. The most hateful thing is that Mu Changchuan still doesn't let them go! Saying "I finally came to this Tianbei, and I will leave after having fun" left people behind.

A few people had hardships that they couldn't speak, but they couldn't make a mistake, so they shrank in the Mu Mansion every day, waiting for the family to send the money before being put back.

Several families sent money at about the same time, so the heads of several families also went together.

The more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

"That old bastard Mu Changchuan is really hateful, and he still plays yin with us!"

"That old slippery head, this time it's his way!"

"I'm going to have to him!"

Several people scolded as they walked, and they were furious.

The head of the Xiao family is the most reluctant to give in, and he also has the most ghost ideas, "Eh, I said, why don't we make him a big one?" ”

A few other people immediately leaned over, "What? ”

The head of the Xiao family approached them and whispered, "They dare to take our lives. Root. Son, let's let him know how good we are. We can't move the old one, and we can't move the two little ones, but don't they have one more at home? ”

A few people instantly understood the meaning, and they were already angry, and evil was born to the side of the guts, "That's it!" ”

The head of the Chen family said in a low voice, "I know a few people on the road, all of them are extraordinary, I am looking for someone, and you will pay for it, how about it?" ”

"Good!"

Mu Zijin had to go home on leave, and was ordered to rest, so after throwing the work in his hand to Xia Qingchen, he went home easily to enjoy the holiday.

On this day, just after the morning exercise, when he returned to the room with a long sword, a figure rolled over and fell on him.

"Second brother! Go out with me! Mu Hanan looked at Mu Zijin pitifully with a pair of big eyes.

Mu Zijin hurriedly pinned the sword behind him so as not to hurt Mu Han'an, "Didn't An'er just go out to play yesterday and came back?" ”

Mu Hanan pouted, "I didn't have a second brother to accompany me yesterday, and today I want my second brother to play with me." ”

Mu Zijin nodded with a smile, and scratched Mu Hanan's nose again, "Okay, I'll go in and change your clothes and take you out to play." ”

"Great!" Mu Hanan happily followed behind Mu Zijin, and was almost ready to follow Mu Zijin into the door.

Mu Zijin hurriedly grabbed his sister who was about to step in, "An'er, you wait for me outside, don't come in." ”

"Oh, good!" Mu Hanan was happy that Mu Zijin agreed to her request to go out with her, and now was the time to be obedient, standing obediently outside the door and waiting for Mu Zijin.

For the first time today, Mu Zijin did not wear the iconic red clothes, but changed into a white dress with red embroidery, thinking that he was walking around the city anyway, and he didn't bring any weapons for self-defense, but just brought a small dagger that he had to carry by his side every day and bundled it in his boots.

After opening the door, Mu Hanan was stunned, in her impression, his second brother had always been dressed in red, but today he was dressed in snow-white clothes, and his face was even more delicate, plump and handsome, she couldn't help but be stupid, and stretched out her hand to ask for a hug, "Second brother is so beautiful!" ”

Mu Zijin made people laugh, walked over and hugged her, "Okay, didn't you say you wanted to go out to play?" Let's go. ”

"Uh-huh!" Mu Hanan nodded violently, grabbed Mu Zijin's hand that had been cocooned, and followed him out of the house step by step.

The two talked and laughed, chatting and strolling. Girls have a characteristic, that is, what they want to buy when they see it, and there is nothing wrong with putting this on Mu Hanan, especially Mu Hanan is still a snack goods, and he has bought several snacks along the way.

Mu Zijin rubbed Mu Han'an's head, "Okay, I'm going to get fat if I eat An'er again." ”

Mu Hanan pouted, "I don't care, I just want it." ”

Mu Zijin couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't stop him anymore, he would buy whatever Mu Hanan wanted to eat. This walk, I walked to a wonton stand.

Mu Hanan's eyes lit up when he saw the wonton stall, and he pointed to the wonton stall and said, "Second brother, I want to eat wontons." ”

"Can An'er still eat?" Mu Zijin looked at the villain, quite helpless.

Mu Hanan nodded firmly, "You can eat it!" I'm going to eat ravioli! ”

Mu Zijin rubbed his head, smiled helplessly, and was about to take someone's hand to the wonton stall, but the change happened suddenly in an instant.

The soup stove of the wonton stall was suddenly overturned, and the boiling soup was overwhelming.

Almost instinctively, Mu Zijin pulled Mu Han'an, who was standing in front of him, behind him, and bent down to protect the person firmly in his arms.

The boiling soup was poured on Mu Zijin's back at once, and the sharp pain came almost instantly, and Mu Zijin, who had been through a hundred battles, also bit his lower lip in pain, and the blood on his lips burst out instantly, but there was still a broken moan coming from between his teeth.

Mu Han'an was protected under Mu Zijin and couldn't see anything, but she could hear Mu Zijin's moans, and hurriedly looked up at her brother who was protecting her.

From her angle, she could only see Mu Zijin's chest and chin, and she couldn't see Mu Zijin's expression, but her eyes caught a hint of bright red.

It was the blood that Mu Zijin bit his lip and ran down the corner of his mouth.

"Second brother!" Mu Hanan exclaimed.

When Mu Zijin was about to open his mouth to comfort Mu Han'an, a chain was thrown over and wrapped around Mu Zijin's neck. Mu Zijin's pupils dilated instantly, "An'er, you..."

Before he could finish a sentence, the chain suddenly tightened and pulled back.

Mu Zijin was already disturbed by the severe pain, and he didn't have time to react, and before he could take a breath, he flew backwards.

"Second brother!" This exclamation has already taken on the tone of crying.

Fortunately, Mu Zijin reacted quickly, endured the severe pain and stood up a little, pulled out the dagger in his boots, grabbed the chain with his left hand, and stabbed back with his right hand.

The killer didn't expect Mu Zijin to be able to fight back in this situation, the long knife in his right hand was originally aimed at Mu Zijin's heart, but because Mu Zijin turned over and got up, he just made a cut on his back, and the scarlet blood instantly stained Mu Zijin's back. Seeing that the blow failed to succeed, the killer could only loosen the chain and widen the distance.

Mu Zijin knelt on one knee and gasped for breath, staring firmly at the person in front of him, but suddenly, an ominous feeling came over his heart.

"An'er!"

Mu Zijin looked back and saw that another killer was already standing behind Mu Han'an, raising his long knife.

There was a sudden contraction in his chest, and Mu Zijin rushed over like crazy, grabbed Mu Han'an and flashed to the side.

However, it was too far, even if Mu Zijin rushed to Mu Hanan's side before the knife fell, he still couldn't let Mu Hanan completely avoid the knife.

Mu Han'an's back was cut by a long knife, almost extending from his right shoulder to his waist, and the blood was fainting on Mu Han'an's blue clothes. Although Mu Han'an was born in a martial arts family, he had suffered this kind of pain, and he fainted in Mu Zijin's arms before he could shout out the pain.

Mu Han'an's blood stained Mu Zijin's hands and the clothes on his chest, and Mu Zijin felt that the red of the blood was so dazzling for the first time, stabbing his eyes painfully.

"An'er!" A heart-rending cry came out of Mu Zijin's mouth, and it was the first time he had taken Mu Hanan out to play, but this was the first time...

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Mu Zijin's tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and at that moment, he didn't seem to feel the injuries on his body.

He threw the dagger in his hand violently, and the killer who sneaked up on Mu Han'an held a sword to block, but he never expected the power of Mu Zijin's throw. The dagger cast by Master Mo, the world's first caster, was matched with Mu Zijin's anger under his anger, this dagger broke the killer's long knife, and with the handle, it directly sank into the killer's chest.

The killer who was the first to strike was surprised by this change, but as a professional killer, he immediately stabilized his emotions, threw the chain in his right hand, changed his right hand to the knife, and rushed over.

The task he received was to kill Mu Hanan, Mu Hanan was not dead, and the task did not stop.

Mu Zijin let the person in his arms lie on the ground, and then picked up the broken knife on the side and greeted him.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous. Even though Mu Zijin's martial arts skills were superb, he still couldn't defeat the enemy with one move when he was seriously injured with a broken knife.

The wound on his back was gushing out in a steady stream of blood, and the other party's fierce knife technique was also constantly pulling out the mouth on Mu Zijin's body, but Mu Zijin didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and attacked desperately, exchanging injuries for injuries.

Does it hurt? Hurt. However, it must not hurt. He had to kill the man in front of him, because it was this man and his accomplices who had injured his only sister.

With the increase of wounds on his body, the killer's square inch was messed up, and Mu Zijin seized the opportunity and beheaded him with a broken knife.

There was no one in a radius of more than twenty paces around him, and everyone else only dared to look at it from a distance.

The area within a radius of five or six paces under his feet was covered with blood, including his entire person.

Mu Zijin threw down the knife in his hand, walked to Mu Han'an, who had fallen into a coma, picked her up, and walked towards Mu Mansion step by step.

There was nothing else in his eyes except Mu Han'an lying in his arms; He didn't have anything else on his mind other than returning to the shogunate.

Like a wooden man, he walked to Mufu according to his memory.

A few people had difficulty recognizing Mu Zijin, who was covered in blood and embarrassed, but as soon as he stepped forward, Mu Zijin would raise his eyes and stare at the comer, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was going to eat them. Even if everyone could see that Mu Zijin was seriously injured, no one could take a step closer against that gaze.

He no longer has the ability to think independently, he only knows that no one can get close to Mu Han'an except himself.

When he finally dragged the blood behind him to the vicinity of Mufu and saw the plaque of Mufu, he no longer had any strength to support himself.

Like a puppet that has lost the power of its clockwork, his body is crooked, and the whole person falls.

However, when he fell, he still remembered to protect Mu Hanan, he held Mu Hanan in his arms, and fell to the ground with his back full of scars.

At the moment when his back touched the ground, a muffled snort that couldn't be lighter came from Mu Zijin's mouth, and he had already used up the strength to speak.

"Find a doctor!"

It's a familiar voice, it's my brother. This thought crossed Mu Zijin's mind.

The strength was exhausted, and Mu Zijin's eyes went dark, and he fell into a complete coma.

This is the first time in his life that he has changed into red clothes, wearing white...

But it's out in white, and back in red...