"Husband, since he is doing things for the Yun family, then ......"

A look of worry appeared in Xia Yan's eyes, and he said.

"Wrong."

Fang Mu returned his sword, wiped the stinky blood on the tip of the sword, shook his head and said, "If it is really for the Yun family, it is the gate that walks, not the window." ”

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Indeed, the Yun family is so powerful in this population, and if they can do things for the Yun family, they will naturally feel that their face is doubled, and the scenery is infinite, so it is strange not to swagger and bring people to knock on the door.

"Pack up, we need to spend the night in a different place." Fang Mu said.

"Isn't this guy dead......

Halfway through his words, Xia Yan suddenly realized something: "You mean...... He may also have accomplices? ”

Fang Mu shook his head and said, "I don't know, for the sake of insurance, it's always right to keep an eye on it." ”

said that it was to clean up, but in fact, except for the clothes that were taken out to change and washed, there was nothing that needed to be moved, and immediately, the two of them left the inn.

It's ugly.

It was late at night, and there were few monks in the streets.

There are many monks in Nanling, but Nanling City is also large.

Nocturnal monks are still rare, and it is difficult to see a few figures walking around as far as the eye can see.

"Leaving in such a hurry, who will collect the body?"

A voice came from behind, Fang Mu stopped, and Xia Yan turned back vigilantly.

The gentle scholar was walking with a pot of tea, and the bleak moonlight hit him, very leisurely.

The autumn wind blew a few strands of long hair on his temples.

"These, it's more than enough to collect a corpse."

Fang Mu sprinkled a few spirit stones and rolled to the ground, causing a few monks who were walking at night to look sideways.

But......

After a few glances, they hurried away, not wanting to be caught up in trouble.

"That's all, I'm afraid it's not enough."

The scholar held the teapot in one hand, and the other palm was boiling his tea.

Fang Mu said lightly: "If you eat too much, it's easy to kill yourself." ”

"Wrong."

The scholar shook his head and said, "This money is not used to collect the corpses of the dead, but to order coffins for the living." ”

"How many coffins?"

"A pair."

"That's ......" Fang Mu glanced at Xia Yan, "What do you think?" ”

Xia Yu stared at the scholar and said coldly: "This money is enough, how much can I use to order a coffin for a poor scholar?" ”

The scholar shook his head: "No, no, I'm a poor student, and I haven't read enough sage books, so how can I be willing to bury the loess?" ”

"The sage didn't teach you to work hard to be his dog." Fang Mu smiled.

Hearing this, the scholar frowned.

He snorted coldly and reprimanded: "It's a sharp-toothed boy, I've been traveling from south to north for so many years, and you're the first one who can speak better than me, but I don't know if your sword is as powerful as your mouth?" ”

"Try it and you'll find out." Fang Mu's hand rested on the hilt of the Xuantie Sword.

The aura of murder spread from the streets.

The scholar's face changed slightly, and he said incredulously: "If it is really a hero out of a young man, it is amazing, this kind of killing intent is not an ordinary Qi refining period, no wonder you can kill that Mu Yichun." ”

Having said that, he didn't back down.

"I'm not as good as you."

The scholar generously admits that he is willing to show weakness.

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes, and the hand holding the sword turned slightly, as if he might draw the sword at any time.

On the other side of the street, the three of them came in a shadow.

A young man Lang Yushu is in the wind, his aura is lofty, he looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is holding a charming and charming woman in his arms.

Guarding the two of them was a strong, taciturn middle-aged man.

After hearing the footsteps, the scholar smiled and saluted: "My lord, this is this young lady." ”

"Oh?"

The young man stared at Xia Yan back and forth several times, pouted, and said, "Are you sure, if you are wrong and waste my precious time, my son will not spare you!" ”

The scholar hurriedly responded and said, "It's not wrong, Xiaosheng can see it clearly." ”

"Open your eyes and show Ben Gongzi." The young man said to Xia Yan.

Xia Xi was completely unmoved, as if he hadn't heard his words at all.

At this moment, the young man's face gradually became a little unbearable, his face became gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Even if you are a wild species outside, you are not a direct bloodline, at best, you are just a descendant of my Yun family, not to mention that you are not necessarily not!" ”

The charming woman beside him chuckled and said, "The boy is angry, I don't need to be as knowledgeable as her, let me train this little girl." ”

With that, she waved her sleeves, and a silver snake spat out and rushed towards Xia Yan!

"Get out!"

Xia Yan's red pupils suddenly appeared, and he boldly stretched out his hand to grab the silver snake and pinched it hard!

The blood mist burst out, and the silver snake broke into two alive!

"Sure enough, it's from my Yun family!"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand: "Bring it back to the family, and carefully check it, which one is not afraid of death, leaving such a wild seed outside!" ”

"Yes."

The tall man nodded and took a small step forward.

This step, in the blink of an eye, was already in front of Xia Yan, "Miss, offended." ”

After all, he wanted to be captured.

Everyone knows that Xia Yan will not sit still, which is not difficult to see from her counterattack.

For the descendants of the Yun family, ordinary people really don't dare.

But......

This middle-aged man was not afraid, not even a trace of hesitation, the young boy Yun Tong gave an order, he obeyed, since he was born, his lifelong mission is to listen to the words of a direct member of the Yun family, is for Deadpool.

"This person is very strong......"

Xia Yu took a few steps back, frowning.

The breath is for the most powerful person, among these four people, the strongest is not the young master of the Yun family, but the middle-aged man in front of him who is silent and has an ordinary face.

"Don't worry, I can't take you away." Fang Mu said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and the sword box he was carrying behind his back moved slightly.

The young man Lang Yuntong scolded: "Sword slave, kill him!" ”