The man raised his head slightly, seemed to sneer, then turned around, faced Mu Baiyu and the others, clasped his hands on his chest, and asked lightly, "Who else?" As soon as the words fell, Jiang Bowen, who was behind him, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, put away his fighting posture, put his hands down, and walked back a little lonely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Mu Baiyu turned his head and glanced at his cousin, and was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a change in front of him. I saw that Jiang Bowen, who had just walked behind the man, shook his body, suddenly accelerated, clenched the dagger with both hands, and stabbed the other party in the back of the heart.

"Ahh Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

But before they could close their mouths, the situation took a 180-degree turn. The man seemed to have been prepared, and at the same time as Jiang Bowen launched a sneak attack + pig + pig + island + novel, he turned around and twisted his waist, pulled out his fist, smashed the stone slab on the ground with one foot, and blasted out with a punch with the power of thunder.

Jiang Bowen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the person to react so quickly, before the dagger touched the other party's body, his chest was like being hit by a giant hammer, "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, straight behind him. It crashed into a large area of the fence, but it still went castrate, rolling on the ground for several meters before it could stop.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Bowen staggered up, only to feel that there was a blur in front of him, all the scenery was spinning, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the protective glass of the helmet, and then fell straight down. I saw that his breastplate was sunken into a large area, and I don't know how many ribs were broken.

The shepherds present were all shocked, and the huge sound seemed to still echo in their ears, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Bang ......"

Under the gaze of everyone, the man took heavy steps, crushed the stone slab, and walked towards Jiang Dewen step by step. At this moment, two figures flashed in front of him.

"Friend, this is my husband's guest, so let's end it." Mu Baiyu said in a calm tone.

The man stopped, stared at Mu Baiyu, was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Call Mu Qianhe over." ”

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Our Golden Horn herdsman is not a soft persimmon, pinch it as you like! Cousin Mu Baiyu stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"I repeat, you don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I will destroy you, it will only take twenty minutes." The man said again.

"Look for death!" Cousin Mu Baiyu clenched his fists, and a deep voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Don't be impulsive...... Mu Baiyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and reminded in a low voice, "Look outside." ”

Following my cousin's gaze, I saw several sturdy figures standing outside the collapsed wall. He immediately took two steps forward, jumped to his feet, and jumped onto the wall. I don't know when, there were forty or fifty more warriors in power armor outside. I saw that they held their heads high, their hands behind their backs, and their legs naturally spread apart, in a circular distribution, which had surrounded the Mujia compound.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he glanced at it. But when he saw the sign on the other party's chest, he couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly jumped off the fence and whispered in his cousin's ear: "It's the ancient war bear." ”

"What!" Mu Baiyu's face immediately changed greatly, and he asked in a lost voice, and his gaze at the person became incomprehensible. The Warrior Bear Warrior Monk is the most powerful force in the Far East, known as the "soul of the Far East", and the people who can mobilize them are by no means ordinary people.

"Friend, may I ask which elder of the War Bear Temple are you?" The head of the Mu family, who was accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, quickly came back to his senses, stepped forward, and asked with a fist. Faced with this stranger who didn't know the details, he subconsciously used honorifics.

"Call Makichizuru over." The man did not answer, but spoke in a deep voice with a commanding tone.

"Wait, I'll send someone to call her over right away." After speaking, Mu Baiyu glanced at his cousin. The latter nodded knowingly and turned to leave.

"Elder, please come to the front hall for tea." Mu Baiyu made a "please" gesture and said.

The man didn't speak, just nodded, and walked straight to the antechamber. Once inside, the man just stood, neither sat down nor opened his helmet. About fifteen minutes later, a tall woman walked in, led by Mu Baiyu's cousin.

Looking at Mu Qianhe, whose tears had not dried and whose eyes were still a little red, Tie Slag couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

After more than a year of not seeing, she was emaciated.

At this moment, she was looking at him suspiciously, as if she couldn't guess his identity.

"She's my woman, I'm going to take her away." The two looked at each other for a while, then Iron Slag turned his head and said to Mu Bai Yu. Before coming here, Zhao Wenke repeatedly told him. First of all, don't be too polite to Far Easterners, especially to big families like the Golden Horn Herdsman, the stronger the better, otherwise they will look down on you; Secondly, Far Easterners do not like people who are too fierce, so try not to kill.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Qianhe raised his long eyelashes, and his eyes lit up and flashed with dazzling light. Suddenly, her heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of her chest.

He hasn't forgotten me, he's come to save me!

But in the next moment, a strong resentment welled up in my heart, diluting all the surprises.

"I don't know you, please go back." Mu Qianhe said coldly with a cold face. She is not a rag, she comes and goes when she is called, she uses it when she wants it, and she throws it away if she doesn't want to use it. She would rather die than be abandoned again.

"Huh?" Faced with Mu Qianhe's answer, Iron Slag looked a little surprised.

"I don't know you, please go back." Makichizuru closed his eyes and repeated. After saying this, she felt her whole body go limp, as if all her strength had been drained, and she could barely keep standing.

The iron slag didn't say a word, stepped forward, grabbed her waist, and was about to walk out. Seeing this, Mu Baiyu and his cousin immediately rushed up and blocked his way one after the other.

"What do you want to do! This is the Golden Horn Herdsman's house, not a place for you to mess around! Mu Baiyu's face sank and he scolded.

"Want to go to war?" Iron Slag asked.

Mu Baiyu and his cousin are both in the early stage of the eighth order of psionic energy, and their strength is comparable in wearing psionic power armor and iron slag, but there are still fifty warrior monks outside, if they really fight, not to mention winning or losing, the Mu family compound will definitely be destroyed.

"Let go of me!" Mu Qianhe struggled, but he couldn't exert any strength.

"If there is anything, sit down and make it clear before leaving, otherwise it will ......" Mu Baiyu slowed down his voice and said with a strong suppression of anger, "Let you take away Qianhe so incomprehensibly, our Golden Horn Mu family is a blood spattered five steps, and we will fight to the death!" ”

"Come on, then." Iron Slag said lightly, and the power furnace on his chest was running at high speed at the same time.

"Stinky boy! Don't deceive people too much! Cousin Mu Baiyu pointed to the iron slag and scolded.

"Okay...... Iron Slag sighed, let go of Makichizuru, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Then let's talk." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they didn't react, but they didn't expect this guy, who had been extremely strong from the beginning of entering the door, to soften all of a sudden. For a moment, the hall was so quiet that it seemed to hear the sound of a pin falling to the ground.

After a few seconds, Mu Baiyu gradually came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Please take a seat." ”

"I've been in a little trouble lately, so I can't take off my helmet, so please forgive me." After sitting down, Iron Slag clenched his fists and said.

"A little trouble?" Mu Baiyu asked.

"yes, little trouble." Iron Slag repeated.

"Oh......" Mu Baiyu nodded suddenly and said. No one could see that it wasn't a small problem, but he didn't need to poke it. Then, he turned to look at Maki Chizuru and asked, "Chizuru, is this guest your friend?" ”

Mu Qianhe turned his face away and looked away.

Looking at his niece's reaction, Mu Baiyu understood seven or eight points in his heart, then smiled slightly, and said to the iron slag: "Young man, you said that you have a problem and can't take off your helmet, we can understand it, but you should always give us an explanation, right?" ”

"What's the explanation?" Iron Slag asked.

"We can't let someone from an unknown source take our niece away, can we?" Mu Baiyu said.

Tie Slag thought for a while, lowered his voice and said, "My name is Song Haohe, the Song family from the Western Continent. ”

Although the voice was small, it still made Mu Qianhe hear. She immediately rolled her eyes and bit her lip vigorously, but said nothing.

"It turned out to be the Song family of the Western Continent,......" Mu Baiyu muttered.

"It's just a small family, not famous." Iron Slag said modestly.

"When you come to the Far East this time, do the elders in the family agree?" Mu Baiyu asked again. He had heard a few years ago that his niece had a boyfriend surnamed Song.

"Agreed." Iron Slag replied dryly.

"Then these ...... you brought" Mu Baiyu looked outside and said with a slight point.

"A friend of mine brought me to help." After speaking, Iron Slag pressed down the communication button on the helmet and whispered, "Bai Xiaoyun, come in and talk." ”

After a while, a fair-skinned young man ran in, nodding and laughing everywhere. Not only that, but he also held a large pile of red envelopes, and he gave one away when he saw one.

"Old family, I wish you good health." "Uncle, I wish you all the best." "Sister-in-law, I wish you to be beautiful forever." "Little friend, I wish you to grow up quickly."

Looking at Bai Xiaoyun's flattering appearance, Mu Qianhe felt dizzy, and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. I saw her covering her forehead and sighing softly. The iron slag sat comfortably, because Zhao Wenke once said that when dealing with the Far Easterners, if the hard ones don't work, the soft ones will come to the soft ones, and the soft ones will come to the hard ones.

"Oh, that's embarrassing." "Oh, you're welcome......" "Thank you, thank you." The people of the Mu family accepted the red envelope while postponing it. In the blink of an eye, the hall was full of joy, and everyone was smiling, just like a festival.

On the way here, Bai Xiaoyun, regardless of men, women, and children, even the guards gave out red envelopes, five gold coins per person, which was worth half a month's salary.