"Sss Zhang Yuan felt a pain in his jaw, lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a small fleshy hand pulling his beard.

"Poof!" Yan Xiangnuan was also amused by this picture.

It's really Zhang Yuan's usual self, the old naughty boy is very good, no one can do anything about him, it is estimated that those who dare to pull his beard like this should have no one else except the little bamboo shoot.

Zhang Yuan's beard was grabbed by the little bamboo shoot's small fleshy hand, although it hurt, he still gently raised his hand and coaxed the little bamboo shoot to let go: "Does the little bamboo shoot like Master's beard!" But be good, lightly, Shigong's beard is hurt by you. Zhang Yuan comforted the little bamboo shoot bitterly.

The little bamboo shoot couldn't understand what Zhang Yuan muttered, the little hand was still small and persistently grasping Zhang Yuan's beard, Zhang Yuan didn't say anything after the pain at first, quietly looked at the little bamboo shoot, let the little bamboo shoot grasp, the master's pampering was fully revealed, until Xuanmo came in with a bottle of soaked milk powder, Zhang Yuan quickly took the milk powder and planned to feed the little bamboo shoot, but received a light smile from the cold apprentice Xuanmo.

The little bamboo shoot is a child in the end, out of the instinct of a child to drink milk, after seeing the bottle and knowing that this is his own food, he let go of the little hand holding Zhang Yuan's beard, and then held the milk powder bottle and began to drink milk, not to mention how cute the white and tender appearance is.

Zhang Yuan was not annoyed, he just looked at the little bamboo shoot and smiled, he still liked it tightly, and sure enough, the person he liked liked no matter what he did, otherwise if someone else pulled his beard today, that hand probably wouldn't be able to be saved.

Of course, Yan Xiangnuan also knew that the master Zhang Yuan liked the little bamboo shoots very much, and when he finally saw the little apprentice grandson, he must still have enough to hug him, so he didn't have the idea of snatching the child, but just talked to the master about what happened in the imperial capital recently when the little bamboo shoot was leisurely drinking milk.

Those innocent and tragic deaths are not simple, the master needs to know, and he should have a mental preparation, this Missili is probably different from back then, and even more bloody and ferocious.

"Master, there have been many murders in the imperial capital recently, and I guess it may have something to do with Missili." Yan Xiangnuan's expression returned to seriousness, and then he said while glancing at Senior Brother Xuanmo.

Xuan Mo really heard Yan Xiangnuan say the name Missili, his face suddenly condensed into ice, Yan Xiangnuan was very accustomed to his senior brother's indifference since he met him, but this would definitely be the most indifferent moment he had ever had.

"Homicide?" Zhang Yuan frowned and looked at Yan Xiangnuan, and motioned for Yan Xiangnuan to continue.

"Hmm." Yan Xiangnuan nodded, glanced at Senior Brother, and then roughly told Senior Brother Master what Xuanmo told her yesterday.

Xuan Mo was silent the whole time, but his handsome cool face made it impossible to see what he really thought.

"All of them died after being sucked out of blood, and they all died in the middle of the night?" Zhang Yuan muttered silently, his expression becoming heavy.

They are all metaphysical people, even if Yan Xiangnuan just told the matter, he only guessed that it might be related to Miscili, but Zhang Yuan and Xuanmo also understood.

After a long time, Zhang Yuan sighed and talked about the Missili.

"Back then, Missili focused on the head-lowering technique, and now I'm afraid the realm is even higher, you can also guess from the things you just described, I'm afraid it should be the flying head of the demon country, you also know, this practice also needs a certain realm to fly the head, this person is probably Missili didn't run." Zhang Yuan said, looking at Xuan Mo.

The apprentices of the Missili are said to have no small ability, but if they want to practice the flying head descending, I am afraid that it is not enough to reach that realm, then only the Missili has this possibility, and only the Missili can treat himself like this.

"I thought so too." Yan Xiangnuan nodded.

In addition to Missili, I can't think of anyone else who will do such a bloody and brutal thing, Yan Xiangnuan can basically be sure, but some can't catch the traces of Missili, the location of each dead person is different, it can be seen that Missili should be changing places every day, the purpose is to be afraid of being detected by the troops, if he is discovered when he is not refining into a flying head, the consequences of being killed will be miserable.

Missili certainly doesn't put itself in danger.

"I've been paying attention when I go out lately." Zhang Yuan told Yan Xiang to warm up and Xuan Mo.

It is a fact that Yan Xiangnuan killed a disciple of Missili, Missili may not necessarily take it to heart, but he will definitely use this as an excuse to find fault, and the grievances and hatred between Missili and Xuanmo should be endless in this life, and the hatred of not sharing the sky is naturally impossible to count easily.

This Liang Zi and the feud are also endless.

"Well, don't worry, master." Yan Xiangnuan spoke, and then looked at his senior brother Xuanmo.

Xuan Mo pursed his lips, his expression still cold.

"It's time to end." He has had enough of these years of suffering, if he didn't know, the time was not ripe, he would only give a life to find the revenge of the Missili, Xuanmo would not bear it all these years, and the Missili was not worried about him for a day or two, he could wait until now that he was already considered to have strong self-control, and now it seems that it is time to do so.

Some things should be over, after waiting for so many years, finally when Missili couldn't hold his breath and came to Huaguo, this time, he will definitely not let Missili leave Huaguo alive, he must have no return!

"Your uncle and Xuanmen disciples should arrive in the imperial capital at night." The problem between Xuanmen and Missili is indeed imminent, as for Missili, whether he has practiced flying head landing or not, Xuanmen must get rid of him at all costs: "Girl, you have been careful recently." ”

Xuanmo has a special physique, Yan Xiangnuan is not different, these two disciples are all peculiar, and it is definitely a feast for those who practice evil arts.

"I understand." Yan Xiangnuan nodded.

She also knows in her heart, this time the matter is not simple, Yan Xiangnuan is not the kind of person who has no score in her heart when she encounters a major event.

But as the topic of Missilia ended, when Yan Xiangnuan was about to take the little bamboo shoots home after lunch, the master Zhang Yuan spoke again.

"Missili appeared in the imperial capital, for the safety of the little bamboo shoots, leave the little bamboo shoots here and take care of them for the teacher." Zhang Yuan said, completely reluctant to let go, even at lunchtime, Master Zhang Yuan hugged the little bamboo shoot.

This is under the guise of being reluctant to be a little apprentice, Yan Xiangnuan is helpless and funny.

"Master." Yan Xiangnuan opened his mouth to call someone, and then explained: "I plan to send the little bamboo shoots to Old Man Jin." "The land of red walls and bricks, the blessings are deep, and the energy of the dragon veins is gathered, and a few brave people in Missili dare not go to make a time, and it is safest for small bamboo shoots to go there.

Old man Jin probably also hopes that the little bamboo shoots can stay with him, and it is almost the New Year, Yan Xiangnuan thought about it, and gave up the reluctance to separate, and also hoped that the little bamboo shoots could be safe and supreme.