After noticing that the sword belonging to Yan Wushuang on the ground was rolled up by a cloud of white light, Lu Yu, whose reaction speed was obviously a few milliseconds faster than Yan Wushuang, instantly took out a few fire talismans from the Qiankun bag, ready to deal with everything that might happen.

Although Lu Yu knew very well in his heart that the explosive power of the fire talisman he drew now was equivalent to the explosive power of a slightly larger artillery battle, and its power was pitiful, but it was better to be prepared than not to be ready, if that white light was really going to be unfavorable to him, at least, he could use these fire talismans to gain a certain buffer time for himself.

Finally, half a second after Lu Yu was ready for battle, Yan Wushuang reacted, only to realize that her sword was swept away by the "evil light", so after she screamed "My sword ......", she immediately jumped to chase the white light that gradually flew towards the entrance of the verandah.

Although Lu Yu didn't like to see the violent female Yan Wushuang too much in his heart, Lu Yu felt that she was also his "friend" after all, so he couldn't watch her go to "send her to death".

So, when Yan Wushuang skipped past Lu Yu and was about to speed up to chase, Lu Yu suddenly stretched out his right arm, grabbed the back of Yan Wushuang's shirt, and pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" After being pulled back by Lu Yu, Yan Wushuang was stunned at first, and then, looking back, when she saw that it was Lu Yu who pulled her back, she frowned and yelled at Lu Yu.

"You still dare to ask me, I ask you, what are you doing, do you know what it is, you dare to chase it, you are not afraid of death......" Lu Yu, who was yelled at, suddenly felt a feeling of "the dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people", so he was slightly angry, opened his eyes and glared at Yan Wushuang, and drank her in a low voice.

"That'...... My sword ......" Yan Wushuang, whose IQ was returned to the position by Lu Yu's words, instantly realized how stupid her behavior was just now, out of shame, she didn't dare to look directly into Lu Yu's eyes, but she still muttered a sentence in her mouth.

"Isn't it......" After hearing Yan Wushuang still muttering "sword ......" in his mouth, Lu Yu couldn't cry or laugh, and immediately let go of his hand holding Yan Wushuang's back collar, and scolded her: "Okay, if you want a sword, don't die, then you go and chase it......"

"Don't chase the ......" Yan Wushuang, who was completely lost by Lu Yu's momentum, after stomping his right foot with hatred, endured the heartache and gave up the plan to continue chasing her "baby", despite this, her eyes have been following the white light that is rolling the sword in the verandah, the expression on her face is not only with reluctance, but also with a little hatred, what she hates is not the white light that swept away her "baby", she hates her own incompetence, and she can't even keep her "baby".

"What is it doing......" After repeatedly observing the white color of the "teasing" cold iron sword for more than twenty seconds, Lu Yu found that the white light did not seem to have the intention of running away with the sword, it had been scurrying around in the verandah, and even, from time to time, it flew past Yan Wushuang's side, as if it had the intention of provoking Yan Wushuang.

"It seems to want to provoke us......" Yan Wushuang, who was also observing the white light, replied to Lu Yudao after a moment of silence.

"It's not trying to provoke us, it's trying to provoke you, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with me, then I'll go first......" raised his right palm and grabbed his chin, and after a "lewd" smile, Lu Yu made a joke in a low voice.

"What ......" Yan Wushuang, who thought that Lu Yu was telling the truth, raised his eyes and glared at Lu Yu, who was two heads taller than him, and roared angrily: "You want to leave me alone again, right?" ”

Roaring, Yan Wushuang grabbed the leather belt around Lu Yu's waist, with an expression of "death and death together" on his face.

"Just kidding, are you so excited, hey, you are light, pinching my flesh," After looking down at the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" that was desperately grabbing his belt, Lu Yu gasped in pain, "Besides, how powerful you Yan Wushuang Yan is, you all know my name, can I run......"

"It's good to know......" After biting the back molars and snorting Lu Yu, Yan Wushuang let go of the "sharp claws" that grabbed Lu Yu's belt, and at the moment of release, she also twisted Lu Yu's waist with strength, and Lu Yu trembled in pain.

"How long do you think it's going to provoke you like that?" While rubbing his twisted bloody loin, Lu Yu asked Yan Wushuang casually, and just as he was about to help Yan Wushuang recall who she had offended, suddenly, he smelled a faint musky scent.

Lu Yu knows very well that musk, a spice, is expensive to death, and it basically belongs to the luxury goods used by the families of dignitaries and wealthy merchants, and the reason why this thing is so expensive is because the extraction difficulty of this thing is very huge, and the output is extremely scarce, and it is a super scarce commodity with no price, and its scarcity is comparable to a 100-carat diamond, each of which is a priceless treasure.

Although the Lu family is also a wealthy businessman's family, because musk is difficult to buy in the market, the Lu family, as the richest man in Guozhou, does not even have a piece of musk, the reason why Lu Yu understands the unique smell of musk is that he smelled it in the history museum in his previous life, and in this life, he really doesn't remember that he has smelled a similar smell.

"No......" Suddenly, Lu Yu, who was full of brainpower, had a flash of inspiration, and he instantly remembered that he had not smelled the aroma of musk, in the cave of the old fox spirit Hu Youde, he had smelled it, but at that time, he was only thinking about how to avoid lightning, and did not carefully analyze the aroma, but now that he thinks about it, the aroma is definitely the smell of musk.

"What's the matter......" After suddenly hearing Lu Yu muttering the words "No......", Yan Wushuang, who had been concentrating on the white light, trembled in shock, and then, she turned her head to look up at Lu Yu and asked in a low voice.

"I know who it is...... "Since before this, he had only smelled the musk smell in the house of the old fox spirit Hu Youde, then it was self-evident who that white light was.

"Who is it......" After listening to Lu Yu's answer, Yan Wushuang flashed her big curious eyes and asked.

"Hey......" Lu Yu, who didn't answer Yan Wushuang's question, raised his right hand and scratched his cheek, and after taking the few fire talismans he was holding in his left hand back into the Qiankun bag, he smiled at the fluctuating white light cluster and smiled namedly: "It's Fourteen Niang......

"Hee, hee...... Smart ......" After a crisp girl's reply, the white light stopped scurrying, and it floated faintly in the courtyard between the east and west verandahs, and after a slight flicker, it smiled coquettishly: "It's a pity, you guessed wrong......"