It's night, a clean and unpretentious inn.

In the guest room, Fang Mu sat at the tea table, his hands on the table, playing with a bamboo-colored brush.

He flipped his wrist and sketched out of thin air the word 'extinguish' in pale ink.

Suddenly, the candlelight was silently extinguished, and only the frosted moonlight outside the window remained.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Fang Mu was thoughtful, and shook his wrist again, and a light word appeared, although the handwriting was not elegant, but it could dispel the darkness in the room.

"Is this the inheritance magic weapon that Fujun got in the bamboo forest ruins?"

Xia Xi sat on the bed, shaking her feet.

Her eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, and she ate: "The pen is written, it's really magical!" ”

"I have the exercises, and I don't lack the elixir, I just need the magic weapon at hand."

"Now that there is a bronze flying sword, plus this brush that can attack it unexpectedly, its strength can rise by at least three or two percent!"

Fang Mu smiled rarely.

This trip to the bamboo forest relics has been fruitful, but it is a good surprise.

The person who left the inheritance, except for the carved sword intent and gun accident, left nothing, but left only this brush, think about it, this pen is extraordinary.

It is better to self-destruct the stele, which means that in the eyes of that man—

This brush is more important than his word!

"Isn't there a technique to match this artifact?" Xia Yan asked.

"I shouldn't need to." Fang Mu shook his head.

This pen is a magic weapon, and how much power it can exert is purely determined by the cultivator's cultivation and ability.

The same is the light word.

The light written by Fang Mu can only illuminate this guest room, while the former can illuminate the entire underground palace, and the gap is self-evident.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fang Mu suddenly frowned and put the pen into the storage ring.

At the same time, Xia Xi also looked out the window vigilantly.

"Huh?"

The voice came first, and then a figure fell, chuckling, "You can detect my breath, it's good." ”

Mu Yichun's whole body was hooked upside down by the window, staring at Xia Yan with a pair of eyes, looking back and forth.

There was a look of greed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Fang Mu's face did not change, he took a sip of coarse tea, and said lightly: "Your Excellency is sneaky in the middle of the night, a little unreasonable, right?" ”

Mu Yichun smiled and said, "Heh, do you know what kind of dangerous situation you are in?" ”

"Say." Fang Mu only has this one word.

Mu Yichun was dexterous, jumped into the window steadily, and said straight to the point: "That's it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, this young lady is not something that you can touch in the later stage of your small qi refining, if you are still acquainted, you will ......"

The words of threat came to an abrupt end.

The sharp tip of the sword was only a fraction of an inch away from him, as fast as thunder!

The three-foot Qingfeng in Fang Mu's right hand pierced Mu Yichun's neck a little, and blood overflowed.

He turned his back to Mu Yichun, held the teacup in his left hand that he had never put down, drank the bitter and coarse tea in the cup, and said calmly: "Say." ”

A thin cold sweat appeared on Mu Yichun's cheeks.

Gollum ——!

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his face full of disbelief and ...... himself But the monks in the early days of foundation building!

Although in Nanling, there are a lot of such cultivators, but in terms of the overall proportion, it is already good, after all, the vast majority of monks are in the late stage of qi refining and the peak of qi refining.

If you can cultivate to the foundation, you have already surpassed at least eighty or ninety percent of the Nanling monks.

But he could never have imagined that he would be planted in the hands of an ordinary little monk......

What made him even more restless was that in front of the other party's sword, he couldn't see through and couldn't touch it, as if he didn't even have the ability to struggle and resist......

Tianjiao!

Definitely the best among his peers!

Those who can do leapfrog battles are all talented, and those who can be so clean and leave no room are the best in Tianjiao!

Such a existence......

"Damn, look away!"

Mu Yichun had already scolded the scholar thousands of times in his heart.

It was only then that he realized that since the descendants of the Yun family could be left behind, they were willing to die and teach their husbands and children...... How can it be simple?

Things gather people in groups, and most of the descendants of the Yun family are also the existence of Tianjiao!

The scholar had probably already guessed this, so he let himself do it, and he only needed to make a plan behind his back......

What a careful calculation!

He estimated that the scholar could not count it even if he didn't count it, the other party would be so evil that one face would make him have no power to resist in the early stage of foundation building! Outrageous!

"Daoyou is calm, easy to say...... Well said......"

Mu Yichun was almost scared to pee, and when he looked at the other party's light appearance, he knew that he hadn't done his best yet.

While he was stalling for time, he kept thinking about how to survive in his heart.

Fang Mu was not in a hurry for a while, quietly waiting for his words.

He had to figure out the ins and outs of this matter, he and Xia Yan had just arrived, nothing had happened, how could they be targeted?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"That's ......"

Mu Yichun told everything he saw on the pavilion of Chunxiang Mansion at dusk in the evening.

During the whole process, he didn't mention the scholar himself, and deliberately hid his hand, so as not to have no chance of turning the tables at that time.

"The Yun family?"

Fang Mu frowned and looked at Xia Yan.

This is the second time he has heard the name of the Yun family, the first time is what the fox demon said in the past, according to her reaction at the time, it seems that the Yun family is indeed a big family that cannot be underestimated.

Xia Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know any Yun family, and besides, I don't have the surname Yun. ”

"You can't be wrong! Looking at the entire Nanling, only the bloodline of the Yun family has red pupils! ”

Mu Yichun insisted on his judgment and said: "Since you are the heir of the Yun family, sooner or later you will be discovered, it is better to take the initiative to go as soon as possible, and I will personally lead the way, you can recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, and I can also make a deal as soon as possible, after all, I am doing things for the Yun family!" ”

He had already thought about this.

Do things for the Yun family!

Just such a sentence was enough to save his life, and the black-robed sword cultivator didn't dare to take his ......

Boom.

Fang Mu let go of the hilt of the sword, pushed the sword head with a volley palm, slapped it away, and stabbed it into the neck of the defenseless and confident Mu Yichun!

"No ......"

The severe pain mixed with the blood spread all over his body, Mu Yichun covered his throat, and under such a fierce force, he was forced to stumble a few steps in a row, and the whole person fell out of the window.

His eyes were full of fear and incredulity, and he couldn't figure it out, this black-robed sword cultivator knew that the Yun family was powerful, and he didn't care about it, so how could he dare to kill the killer?

However, Mu Yichun could never wait for this answer, and after a few struggles, he lost his life and died blindly.

In front of Fang Mu, who was decisive in killing, any intrigue was useless.