"Are you really going to Mu's house?" Feng Qianxi was chattering on the side, this way, words like this have been said no less than ten times, Ling Xuan has been perfectly ignored, finally, the eleventh time, Ling Xuan didn't hold back, glared at him, Feng Qianxi laughed happily.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts, you see, if you stare at me, you are empty-hearted."

Lingxuan: "......" He was a ghost, he just thought he was very noisy.

"You'll know when you get there." For the first time, Mu Shi did not interrupt Feng Qian's analysis, but there was a faint curiosity in his words.

Lingxuan: "......" Can he not bring these two people out, it's annoying......

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"Stop!" Bing Ge stood in front of Ling Xuan and the others, Ling Xuan frowned and stopped in front of the Mu family's mansion.

"We're here to hand in the mission, and we don't mean anything malicious."

The soldier exchanged glances, and the soldier at the head said:

"How to prove your identity!"

Ling Xuan's wrist flipped, and a wooden card appeared in his hand.

There is nothing peculiar about the wooden sign, only the wooden character in the middle, with a faint cyan glow.

"Three of you, please come in." The soldier respectfully opened the door, Ling Xuan accepted the wooden card, nodded in the direction of the soldier, and then walked in.

"Who is it?" Before Ling Xuan could take another step forward, an arrow flew in the direction of Ling Xuan with a cold glow.

"Get out of the way!" Ling Xuan shouted, gritted his teeth, and pulled aside the wind that was still in a daze beside him, and the arrow flew over with his sleeve and was nailed to the wall, the archer had a lot of strength, and the tail of the arrow trembled slightly, but it quickly calmed down.

"Don't you want to die! What a daze! Ling Xuan was shocked into a cold sweat this time, if Fang Caifeng didn't dodge it, the arrow that flashed with spiritual energy would shoot through his head and die on the spot.

"I ......" Feng Qian was suddenly taken aside just now, and before he could react, Ling Xuan's words made him feel a little cold in his heart, he looked at the arrow tail that was still trembling slightly, and the coolness immediately spread all over his body.

"Your Excellency and I have no grudges or hatreds, and the first time we met, we secretly hurt people, are the people of the Mu family all like this?" Ling Xuan raised his head, and the aura coercion was released, although his current cultivation was only half a step to build a foundation, but the spiritual power coercion was under the blessing of the dyed spirit body, and it was not inferior to the Jindan stage at all.

There was a muffled grunt from behind a nearby tree, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen fell out from behind the tree, clutching a dark red longbow tightly in his hand.

"Since you have a secret arrow to hurt people in front, don't blame me for hurting you behind." Ling Xuan calmed his face and walked in front of the young man, the aura in his hand gradually formed a small whirlpool, and then kept compressing, the young man felt the concentration of the aura inside, and couldn't help but change his complexion.

"Stop! If you dare to hurt me, don't think about leaving the Mu family alive! The young man said incoherently, but no matter what he said, the blood-red murderous aura in Ling Xuan's eyes would not disappear.

"If you're a guest, why be aggressive?" The voice sounded out out of nowhere, and the sigh of aging was faintly a little oppressive, Ling Xuan frowned, his body remained unchanged, and the aura vortex in his hand was also hidden behind him.

When the young man heard this voice, a deep surprise suddenly flashed on his originally pale face, and he shouted, "Ancestor, save me!" Help me! This kid is going to kill me! ”

"Visitors are guests? Is the hospitality of the Mu family to face us with the blade of the sword? Ling Xuan sneered.

"His Royal Highness the Nine, it was the Mu family who was rude, and I ask His Royal Highness the Spirit King to forgive me, Hao'er, why don't you come over and make amends to His Royal Highness the Nine!" The figure of the old man appeared in front of Ling Xuan and said respectfully, and then, he looked at Mu Hao as if he hated iron but not steel, and a trace of anger flashed in his cloudy eyes.