[Written in front, sorry everyone, I'm so busy today, classes have been going on until 7:40 p.m., and it's only updated now, Wednesday is a nightmare.] This chapter can be regarded as a small benefit, a place of transition.

Does anyone still remember Ruihong_(:з"∠)_]

Yan Qingshi suddenly felt tired physically and mentally, and he said lightly: "You go back." ”

The little boy ran out as if he had been amnestied, still wearing Mu Shuning's clothes.

Yan Qingshi knew that Mu Shuning didn't want to see him now, but Mu Shuning now had demons in his body, and he also used a little trick to go down the mountain alone, how could he rest assured?

If Mu Shuning can't think about jumping off the cliff of love, what should he do at this time?

Yan Qingshi felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, he really hated his powerless feeling.

What's more, now in the impression of the Jingqiong people, he was still closed when he was young, and most of the disciples were all practicing outside, and they couldn't find anyone who could speak.

Yan Qingshi returned to his room, sat stiffly on the table, and wrote four words on the paper upright: My disciples have returned.

He folded the paper carefully, a process that was extremely slow, as if he were passing on some important secret.

The paper was tied to the leg of a carrier pigeon, and it was about to be sent to the hands of Wu Moyu of the Xuanyue Poison Sect.

Of course, he didn't expect it at all, it was these four short words that scared Wu Moyu a lot, and directly let this mysterious sect leader rush from the main altar of the Xuanyue Poison Sect in the Great Northwest to Jingqiong Mountain.

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Mu Shuning quietly sensed his inner demon, it was still in the incubation period, and it was relatively safe.

What he has to do at this time is to push himself to a dead end, pluck the freehand piano when he is on the line of life and death, and at the moment when the demons and the external threat exist at the same time, in order to seek a glimmer of life, stimulate his potential, and completely subdue the freehand.

If it does, the demons dissipate, the freehand is used by him, and all threats cease to exist after that. But if you lose, a dead end is a dead end.

Mu Shuning knew in his heart that the worst of this situation was just a soul scattered.

The Ghost Cry Forest was close to Silent Dome Mountain, and he had already been there before he returned to Quiet Dome Mountain, even if Yan Qing had the heart to look for him, he would exclude the Ghost Cry Forest first.

In this way, a lot of time was bought.

But he didn't expect that Yan Qingshi had navigation. Moreover, Yan Qingshi is not the only one who has navigation.

When Mu Shuning stood on the periphery of the Ghost Crying Forest and was surrounded by four people in black, Mu Shuning knew that he was thinking too simply.

The past two days have been so messy that he forgot that there was a Chu Yuqing who had always wanted his life.

Mu Shuning simply looked around for a week, the highest cultivation of these four black-clothed people had reached the peak of Jindan, the lowest was also the peak of Bigu, and the other two were all in the late stage of Jindan.

Mu Shuning looked at his current shell cultivation, and he had just opened the valley.

Chu Yuqing also looked up to him too much.

But that's fine, just to save him from looking for death himself.

Chi Ge had already been thrown by him on Wanjian Peak, and what he could barely use as a weapon now was that piano.

The eyes of the four black-clothed men were all like poisonous snakes, and they looked at Mu Shuning silently, with the greatest malice in the world.

Mu Shuning cleared his throat: "Everyone, are the four of you a little unfair to me?" ”

No one paid attention to him, and one of them even thought he was provoking, and sacrificed his scimitar, and the blade drew a bright line and attacked Mu Shuning.

Although Mu Shuning's cultivation has not made any progress, his body is much stronger than before, the muscles of his whole body have slightly shown their rudimentary shape, and the whole person is much more agile.

Mu Shuning retreated suddenly, dodging the fatal knife, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised: "I'm not ready yet." ”

Can fight in groups, why bother alone, the people in black exchanged glances with each other, and they all rushed up, and all the scimitars of all colors formed an encirclement and attacked Mu Shuning from all directions.

Mu Shuning was stunned, but the movements under his feet were not slow, he neatly dodged the attack of the group of knives, and in the next second, he pulled out the piano from behind him, and with a slash, the four black-clothed people were caught off guard, and he heard a loud "bang", freehand collided with the human body, and with great strength, the four black-clothed people pressed one by one like dominoes.

This loud noise was very distressing to Mu Shuning, and he eagerly looked towards the freehand, but he didn't know what material this freehand was, but it was unscathed.

Mu Shuning put his mind down and raised his eyes to look at the man in black.

I saw that the man in black had extremely high professional quality, and as soon as he was knocked down, he quickly got up, so fast that Mu Shuning didn't even react.

It was just the tentative stage just now, Mu Shuning knew in his heart, and the next thing was the main meal.

I saw the eyes of the man in black at the peak of Jindan, and the next moment, the invisible coercion emanated from him, the earth trembled, the birds were silent, and the pressure was stubbornly resisted Mu Shuning's heart, Mu Shuning mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to resist this powerful and infinitely powerful coercion.

At the peak of Jindan, the figure of the black-clothed man teleported, and the scimitar pointed directly at Mu Shuning's throat.

Mu Shuning's brain felt this killing intent, and the nerves were transmitted very quickly, but his body was still very sluggish, he turned his head sideways, and he could avoid the fatal place, and the scimitar stabbed him in the shoulder, and in an instant, the blood gushed into a line.

Mu Shuning hissed: "Good brother, otherwise you tell me who asked you to kill me, let me die a little clearer." ”

The man in black turned a deaf ear and all made a killing move towards Mu Shuning.

Mu Shuning fled in embarrassment: "Stop, stop, if you tell me who wants to kill me, I won't resist immediately, just let you kill me, okay?" ”

As soon as Mu Shuning's words fell, a scimitar stabbed him in the back of the heart, he dodged sideways, and a few drops of blood spilled from his shoulder fell on the freehand.

Even Mu Shuning didn't notice that the strings of the freehand piano suddenly emitted a faint red light.

Mu Shuning hugged the qin and stood aside silently, there was still an old injury on his shoulder, which was good, but it was even worse.

The people in black naturally also saw Mu Shuning's old illness, and they rushed forward as if they had found a breakthrough.

Mu Shuning didn't plan to cultivate a relationship with the people in black in circles, he said coldly: "It's Chu Yuqing, right?" ”

Hearing this name, the men in black were all stunned.

Mu Shuning continued: "What benefits did he give you? ”

The man in black looked at each other, and had reached an agreement that this person must be destroyed.

Mu Shuning said again: "You and I are both in the same door of Jingqiong, and we were born from one, why do you have to fight to the death?" ”

Silent Dome with the same door?

When the man in black heard these four words, he froze.

Among them, the one who cultivated for the peak of Bigu asked loudly, "How do you know?" ”

This sound is equivalent to telling everything out.

Mu Shu condensed his lips: "No matter how you disguise yourself, no matter how much you use your unfamiliar weapons, the aura born in the Silent Dome and the vitality that originates from the Silent Dome cannot be hidden." Are you blind to me? ”

As soon as these words came out, the man in black at the peak of Bigu directly pulled off the mask.

His face was pale, the corners of his eyes were hanged, and he looked mean.

After seeing the face clearly, Mu Shuning smiled.

He had some impressions of this person, when he came to Jingqiong to apprentice in Qin Yuxing's shell before, it was this person who pushed him down the dozens of steps in front of the Jingqiong Mountain Gate.

Ruihong.