When Duanmu walked out of the teahouse at dusk, the teahouse was full of unconscious guards.

He was in a good mood.

The haze that Ai Hui's damn guy had brought to him was swept away, and all the frustration was vented, and the feeling of exhilaration, was simply wonderful. Yes, he felt that it was not Mingxiu who caused him trouble, Ai Hui was the most fundamental culprit, the real source of all evil.

At this time, Duanmu's mood eased a lot, and he suddenly realized that he had done such a crazy thing!

You must know that since he was a child, he was an obedient, sensible, and motivated good child, a role model for all children, no one can compare with him, and every adult thinks he is perfect when he mentions him.

Attack the guards and set up an ambush to kill them all.

Before today, he never thought that he would one day do such a crazy thing. But he did it, and the breath he was holding in his heart at that time made him want to do something crazy.

The stimulation that he had never had before, made him a little excited.

But when he saw the shadow in the sun not far away, his eyes narrowed again.

"Dare to attack the guards, it's been a long time since there has been a person as bold as Your Excellency in Matsuma City. ”

Mingxiu's tone was indifferent, the face that usually looked like a spring breeze could not be seen at this time, the gentle and kind smile disappeared, the beautiful eyes were calm as water, and the whole body exuded an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty and solemnity.

She took off her plain shawl.

Duanmu Dusk noticed that the length of the shawl was much longer than it looked.

Ruxue Hao's wrist shook slightly, and the shawl was waved in the wind.

Duanmudu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Under the reflection of the sun, transparent light marks appear on the plain shawl, which is complex and gorgeous.

"Trouble. ”

Squeezed out two words from between his teeth, his eyes were cold and cruel Duanmu Dusk, and a wicked and crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

He didn't hesitate to turn around and flee.

Half an hour later, Duanmu, who had fled outside the city, was embarrassed at dusk, his clothes were torn, and he wanted to cry without tears.

As long as he has the slightest relationship with Ai Hui, he must be the unlucky one in the end. Senior Sister Mingxiu, who was so amiable before, was so fierce and powerful that he couldn't raise his head and could only hug his head.

He now finally understood why the first thing that could not be provoked by the news provided by the family was the Jade Embroidery Workshop. It's not the embroidery master's deep connections at all, it must be the existence of Senior Sister Mingxiu!

He still couldn't understand why the heir to the mantle of Master Han Yuqin was regarded as a genius who could surpass Master Yuqin and become an embroidery master, so why was his combat power so fierce?

He even hallucinated several times, could it be that his induction field ranking was actually fake?

What's even worse is that Senior Sister Mingxiu is chasing after him, as long as he stops for a while, Senior Sister Mingxiu will cover up. That plain silk shawl is definitely the work of the master of Yuqin!

Every time he shook it off, the floating gorgeous light made Duanmu Dusk dizzy for a while. It's not that he hasn't seen the dirt buns in the world, but he still looks straight at it.

The embroidery of the embroidery master!

This is how big it is, the first time that Duanmu Dusk is compared with others, so comprehensively falling behind. Compared with strength, he is not as good as Mingxiu. Now even compared to money, he is not as good as Mingxiu!

The shawl-level embroidery in Mingxiu's hand is the deep-rooted Duanmu family, and there are few pieces. Every one of the existing ones is cherished by a high-ranking clan elder, and it will never be used by this little kid of him, even if he is the most talented child of the Duanmu family.

Do you want people to live?

It's really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold!

Duanmu dusk fled in the forest one foot deep and one foot shallow, completely unaware of the sense of direction.

Fighting with Mingxiu continuously, desperately escaping, so that his yuan power and physical strength are close to exhaustion. He felt as if he had thrown off Mingxiu, but he didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Suddenly, he saw a spire in the distance.

Is that...... Hanging Tower!

He thought for a while before he remembered, his mind moved, yes, he could go there and pretend to cultivate. That's right, as long as you get rid of Mingxiu, then go to the Hanging Golden Pagoda, throw away the mask, and pretend to cultivate.

As for perverted naked men...... Whoa, whoa, whoever, as long as he refuses to admit it, who will doubt himself? Who would dare to doubt himself?

The entire Matsuma-in Temple now has to rely on itself, and it is absolutely impossible to smash the signboard at this time.

Moreover, there were a lot of students from outside Matsuma City during this time, so why did Matsuma Temple necessarily think that it was the students of this academy? Could it be because the unclothed man casually admitted it?

As long as you throw away your mask and practice in the Hanging Golden Pagoda, this matter will be over.

Even if Mingxiu knows the truth, it doesn't matter at all, without official recognition, Mingxiu will not make a move on the genius of the Duanmu family, the jade embroidery workshop is not easy to mess with, and the Duanmu family is also not vegetarian.

He waited cautiously for a while, Mingxiu didn't come, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had been successfully thrown off. In order to get rid of Mingxiu just now, he tried almost everything, completely ignoring the direction, and scurried in the forest for a long time like a headless fly.

He took off the mask, dug a pit, buried it carefully, and disposed of the traces.

Then, summoning the last shred of strength, he stumbled in the direction of the Hanging Golden Tower.

He made up his mind that when he reached the Hanging Golden Pagoda, he would lie down himself. Naturally, I'm very tired after cultivating, but as for these scars on my body, hey, it's so easy to be a genius?

He was a little smug.

But soon he was not satisfied, and his steps were like lead. The situation was urgent just now, and under Mingxiu's murderous intentions, his potential exploded nervously, and he didn't feel tired. Now that he had found a solution, the tight string in his heart relaxed, and tiredness and exertion drowned him like a tide.

Every step was difficult.

The Hanging Golden Pagoda not far away is like the end of the world.

The abundant Yuan Force on weekdays is not left at this time. In his daily cultivation, he rarely spends time refining his body, and his body is not strong. At this time, without the support of Yuan Li, the muscles of the whole body were shaking.

His face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his throat felt like it was on fire.

Almost like a no, step by step in the direction of the Hanging Golden Pagoda.

It's miserable......

The feeling of not being able to move even a finger is terrible......

It turns out that this is the feeling of complete physical exhaustion......

The scene in front of Duanmu Dusk began to blur little by little, and he tried his best to hold on, no matter what, he must go to the Hanging Golden Pagoda!

The Hanging Gold Pagoda is also getting blurred a little bit.

At the last moment of his consciousness, he finally arrived at the Hanging Golden Pagoda, his vision was blurry, and he climbed up the steps with his hands and feet.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had touched something.