Thinking of the old things, Mu Dian couldn't help but feel sad. The hand gently stroked the half piece of mutton fat jade, tears welled up in his eyelashes, and rolled down like a bead: "This is the third brother's jade, I remember, the left half is given to the eldest brother, and the third brother's hand is the right half."

Choked up and couldn't speak.

Zhang Deng sighed: "The deceased is gone, and the fourth doesn't have to be too sad." Fortunately, the sky has eyes, so that the third son and the fourth son can be reunited today. ”

Mu Dian Kefang felt that he was out of shape, and asked again: "What else does my third brother have to say to me?" ”

This is still the meaning of mistrust.

Zhang Deng said: "The third prince said that he had been away for too long, and I am afraid that he would not remember the old things." If the four ask, then ask the four, do you remember the fragrant fruit? Fourth, I must know it in my heart. ”

Mu Dianke's expression was slightly confused, and after a while, as if he remembered something, a smile floated on his cheeks, and his tone became gentle, and said, "It seems that you are really the person sent by my third brother." I don't know where my third brother is, so I asked Mr. Zhang to lead the way. ”

Zhang Deng smiled: "When I came, the third prince specially instructed, the fourth has been smart and alert since childhood, and I must be careful when I reply, this time it can be regarded as a lesson." ”

He made a gesture of inviting and said, "Four, please come with me." ”

Mu Dianke followed Zhang Deng around the corner and went to a teahouse called "Yunlai".

On the second floor, Zhang Deng pushed open the door of a private room and said with a smile: "Third son, fourth has arrived." ”

The door of the private room was facing the window, and there was a man wearing a honey-colored Hangzhou silk robe standing near the window, with a sturdy and straight figure, with his hands behind the back, and slowly turned around when he heard the sound.

Zhang Deng hunched his waist and said with a smile: "The villain will not bother the fourth and third sons to catch up." ”

Leaned sideways and stepped back. Suddenly, there was a pain in his waist, and before he could react, he heard a "snap", and his right forearm was broken by Mu Dianke's domineering, which hurt his heart.

At this time, the tip of the highly poisonous BS that he held in his hand was less than an inch away from Mu Dianke's lower abdomen.

Snatch defeat from the jaws of victory!

Mu Dian has obtained the internal strength of Chang Qianfo, not only has his strength increased greatly, but his speed is even faster, I don't know how much. With one blow, the middle-aged man who called himself Zhang Deng couldn't survive, so he told her to grab her arm and send it forward, BS pierced her chest, poisoned her heart, and she was instantly exhausted.

Zhang Deng did not understand how he was exposed until he died.

They got the news that Mu Ziyan sent two of his henchmen to take Yu to Jiangnan to find Mu Dianke. So the design grabbed the two henchmen and got the half piece of jade.

They knew very well that they could not gain Mu Dianke's trust with only half a piece of jade, and tortured them to force the two to speak the code words of the joint.

The two were interrogated separately, and the answer they got was exactly the same, and Mu Dianke also believed it, what went wrong?

Before he died, Zhang Deng was still thinking about this question.

What he didn't know was that the so-called code words were actually Mu Ziyan's warning to Mu Dianke.

The young Mu Ziyan couldn't bear the torture of his sister, and told her an anecdote he saw from the wild history book as a story.

The story goes that once upon a time there was a rich man with a lot of money, and he was afraid that someone would murder him. He agreed with his son that if he was killed one day, the person who asked people about "Mao Xiangguo" would be the murderer.

Later, the rich man was killed. Before he died, he told the man who killed him that he still had a large fortune buried in a place full of fragrant fruits.

The murderer was very cunning, and the government did not find out for a long time.

After three years like this, the murderer finally couldn't bear the treasure anymore and asked people about the whereabouts of "Mao Xiangguo".

In this way, the son found the murderer of the rich man and killed him, avenging his father with his own hands.

Therefore, when Mu Dian heard the words "Mao Xiangguo", he knew that the person sent by Mu Ziyan had been killed.

Zhang Deng is the murderer!

At the same moment when Zhang Deng was launched, Mu Dian could kick the ground on tiptoe and catapult towards the window.

The man by the window obviously didn't expect Mu Dianke to suddenly attack, but he didn't panic, his body was tilted, his right foot drew a semicircle on the ground, and he moved back for three points, and Mu Dianke's short sword hit the air.

This was to be expected.

The person who dares to design to kill her will not be an idle person.

The man reached for his sword at his waist. Mu Dianke had already pierced the air with a sword, and quickly changed his strategy, five fingers and one mistake, the short sword flipped between her fingers, and she held it with her backhand, and stabbed it fiercely into the man's heart.

The man took another step back.

However, Mu Dianke was too fast. The reaction is fast, and the sword is also fast. Although the man dodged in time and avoided the vital point, he still told her to plunge a sword into the chest, like a rake plowing the ground, and draw a deep bloody wound in the chest.

The man stared, his eyes full of murderous intent. Abandon the sword and raise his palm, and a palm towards Mu Dianke's face door. The cuff of his left hand shook, and he threw out a nine-section soft whip, and the crack in the leather flashed with a cold and hard metallic luster, and his left hand clenched and slashed towards Mu Dianke.

The man's wrist was full of strength, his body was steady, and with only one arm turning, he swung the long whip up and down, striking each other, like a silver snake dance, the whip body was full of spikes, and the edges and corners were protruding.

Mu Dianke's heart sank, and he pointed on the edge of the window on his toes, and quickly turned back. Light as a swallow, he swept through the not very wide room, avoiding the beating of the nine long whips.

The tables and chairs in the room were all smashed and broken, and none of them were intact.

Mu Dian knew who this man was.

The fifth "spirit snake whip" in Luoyang's eight juniors Shi Xingyang.

Dense footsteps came from the hallway outside the door. Roughly listening, there are no less than five or six people.

And they're all good hands.

Shi Xingyang's single-handed whipping method was superb, and I don't know how many masters of the rivers and lakes died under his nine-section whip. With Mu Ziyan's jade pendant as a guide and Zhang Deng plotting to help, he still didn't plan to fight alone with him. It can be seen how determined he is to keep his own head.

In the land of the fighting room, there is not much room to exert it, and when those people outside pour in, they will be in a mess, and Mu Dian will inevitably be in passivity.

As soon as the decision is made, immediately turn the defense into an attack, see the right time, and bully forward.

Shi Xingyang used a whip as a weapon and was good at long-range attacks, but his skills in hand-to-hand combat were far below Mu Dianke, who was a killer, and he was forced to retreat, trying to distance the two.

Mu Dian was not in love with war, and when Shi Xingyang took a step back, he quickly settled down and rose up. Like an arrow, he swept towards the window.

Shi Xingyang would not give her a chance to escape, with a flick of her wrist, the finger-thick whip suddenly raised, so flexible that it seemed to be able to see, and it wrapped around Mu Dianke's hair with a swipe, tied a dead knot, and tied it firmly.

The strength of the whip was transmitted to the root of the hair through the ends of the hair, which made Mu Dianke's scalp numb, and his brain was buzzing.