Mu Tong came out of the City Lord's Mansion and staggered down the empty street.

The City Lord's Mansion is half a distance from Mu Mansion, but it is only about three or four miles away, but according to Mu Tong's speed, I am afraid that it will take more than an hour.

The dark streets were misty in the moonlight, but fortunately this was the city, not the suburbs. There are no potholes, all smooth avenues paved with blue bricks.

Speaking of these blue brick avenues, they were built at the expense of Master Mu 20 years ago.

On the bleak street, the lonely Mu Tong moved forward with difficulty.

In the distance, the sound of the husband beating the guard can be faintly heard.

But gradually, Mu Tong felt the tightness in his chest, leaned against the wall on the side of the road, and slowly sat down on the ground next to the wall, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to emerge from his forehead, falling down one by one.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

After enduring the blood all the way, he couldn't hold back anymore, and spit on the ground, and Mu Tong's whole person was a little sluggish.

Looking up at the endless way back, except for a little light in the distance, it was dark in the distance, like a pitch-black beast waiting to devour everything.

Mu Tong raised his hand with difficulty, nodded the blood on the ground, looked at his reflection in the moonlight by the wall, and said to himself.

"Mu Tong, Mu Tong, no matter how high your heart is higher than the sky, your heart is arrogant, no matter how you keep your light and obscurity, you can't escape the word fate after all. What about talent, what about talent? The power of the king of the world, but the death is only the abbot's cave. Pity my Mu Tong, but tonight I will die on this uninhabited street a few miles away from home, but I don't know how the people of Black Dragon City will pass on me tomorrow. That's it, that's it. has been working hard for more than ten years, but it is empty. Time also, life also. Xiao Gu, we've exhausted all our calculations, but we still can't calculate God. ”

"Hahaha!"

Mu Tong clutched his chest in severe pain, frowned and laughed, pointing to his own shadow on the wall and scolding loudly.

"Mu Tong, Mu Tong, let you do everything, people don't play cards according to reason, what can you do? No matter how many hole cards, you can't take them out, they are all in vain, you deserve it! You die unjustly, unjustly! You also involved others to save you, both lost their lives, but you don't even know who the enemy is, you are going to die on this cold street, hahahaha! cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"The cold dew is long, and the night is slightly cool

The three-mile return road is wild

Seven-foot wounded female lying under the wall

The words of the shadow are sad

Death before revenge

It's hard to repay the double scarf for sacrificing your life

In the next life, if you remember the resentment of this life

Blood will be sacrificed to the people!"

"Woo woo woo~"

"I'm unwilling!"

"Poof!"

"Plop. ”

Mu Tong, who was crying and laughing, finally became overly sad and angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and then his eyes froze and he passed out.

The night wind was blowing, blowing the bloodstained clothes on Mu Tong's body, but it couldn't blow the young man who was about to step into the ghost gate.

It's late at night, and people are resting, but they can't touch this cold street corpse.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Suddenly, a shout was heard in the distance, shattering the silence of the night.

A sinuous fiery dragon scurried from afar, mingled with a deep shout.

"Wei Twenty-eight, are you sure that someone said that the young master has left the City Lord's Mansion?"

"It's true, little Mo Ye. How dare I talk nonsense. After all, the other party sent two corpses, and no one dared to joke about the corpses at Mu's house. But the two guards flickered their words, and although the younger one doubted them, he did not dare to detain them. After all, they are from the City Lord's Mansion. ”

It turned out that the group was actually Mo Qing and the Mufu guards!

"Damn Eleven, why do you want to leave the young master alone in the City Lord's Mansion. Now that the young master has left the house in the middle of the night, if anything goes wrong, I will definitely fight with you!"

In the face of Mo Qing's accusation, Wei Shiyi was ashamed, but he didn't want to entangle more.

"Let's find the young master first. Since someone died, I am worried about the safety of the young master. This matter is too weird, let's find the young master first. ”

A group of people with torches quickly and carefully searched the streets along the way, and pushed forward.

"Huh, everyone, look, is there a figure under the wall in front of you?"

A subordinate pointed to a dark place on the side of the wall in the distance and shouted, and suddenly, more than a dozen Mufu subordinates and guards who had temporarily run out all looked over.

"It seems like a real person. ”

"Could it be the young master?"

"It doesn't look like it!"

"No! it smells of blood!"

Compared with those ordinary subordinates, the guards who were martial artists could see farther and clearer, their five senses were more sensitive, and they suddenly smelled blood.

"Be careful, guys. Go over and take a look. ”

A group of men held their torches cautiously, and the guards pressed their hands on the handles of their blades.

"Damn! It's the young master! That dress is what the young master wore in the morning!"

Mo Qing, who was walking in front, had sharp eyes, and at a glance recognized that the bloodstained shirt was what Mu Tong was wearing today. At that moment, he strode towards Mu Tong.

The people behind him who heard Qing Moqing's words hurriedly followed.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

Mo Qing, who rushed to the wall first, stretched out his hand and shook Mu Tong's body, and it was indeed cold to start.

Mo Qing was shocked in his heart, a terrifying thought flashed, and he shouted loudly: "Young Master, don't scare me! Young Master, wake up!"

He threw away the torch in his hand, directly hugged Mu Tong with both hands, held his upper body in his arms, and saw the red blood on his chest, as well as the dry red blood on his mouth.

"Young Master!"

Mo Qing cried out sadly, tears pouring out like a dam opening.

I heard Mo Qing's cry. Wei Shiyi and the others secretly said that it was not good, so they rushed up and rushed to Mo Qing's side.

"Little Qingzi, get out of the way!"

Wei Shiyi, who was in a hurry, couldn't care about anything else, and directly shouted out to Mo Qing what he usually called when chatting with other people, but fortunately, Mo Qing was so sad that he didn't notice it at all.

Wei Shiyi pushed Mo Qing away, reached out to catch Mu Tong's body, and his cold body made his heart directly cool by half.

His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly put his hand under Mu Tong's nose, but he didn't feel anything.

Suddenly, he felt that the sky was about to fall.

Seeing that Wei Shiyi, who was probing his finger under Mu Tong's nose, was stunned, Wei Erbai was directly afraid of his slap, and directly woke him up, and scolded with hatred that iron is not steel.

"Eleven, you idiot! Your own hands are cold, you sniff. Are you a pig!"

Eleven, who was awakened by Twenty-Eight, reacted and hurriedly put his hand into Mu Tong's heart.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Wei Shiyi, who was about to despair, suddenly felt a faint beat.

"Alive! The young master is still alive!"

"Smack!"

Another slap was slapped on Eleven's face, and Twenty-Eight scolded: "Since you are alive, what are you doing so much nonsense! Hurry up and put the young master on my back, and I will carry the young master back." You have the luck to protect the young master's heart. Others, lift Eleven up, don't distract him. The other guards drew their swords and cleared the way. Don't stop on the way, whoever blocks and kills whom! Xiao Qingzi takes the first step and lets the hospital prepare, don't alarm Madame! Madame can't stand being frightened. Hurry up, what are you doing stupidly, get moving!"

A group of people looked at Twenty-Eight, who only knew how to slap horses on weekdays, and was demoted to guard the door because of his lazy nature, and watched him change into a person who commanded Ruo Ding, and finally came back to his senses under his scolding.

But a group of people silently wrote down the account this time, and they would settle it with him when they rescued the young master. Especially Wei Shiyi, his two slaps can't be in vain.