Martial arts?

Listening to Mu Tong's words, Mu Yan's eyes lit up, she had always only cared about solving the big and small things around her, but she had never thought of such an idea.

Now that the injury has made Mu Yan more aware of his situation, no matter how many people with strong martial arts skills around him, and no matter how much time they will stay by his side, all this is meaningless. If you don't want to be hurt, the only way to solve it is to be stronger than those who want to hurt you.

Nodding silently, Mu Yan raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, "Yes, you can, but where do you start?" ”

Thoughtfully looking at Mu Yan, Mu Tong bit his lower lip. Although I don't understand what is going on, my sister has indeed learned some kung fu. If you teach her that now, it shouldn't be a problem......

Got up and walked to the wardrobe in the corner, after Mu Tong took out a worn-out book, he walked back to Mu Yan's bed, frowned slightly, and slowly spoke, "This is the internal strength method that the master once wrote to me, after understanding this, I will teach you other things, and I will get twice the result with half the effort." And this also has certain benefits for my sister's injury, as long as you do what you say above, you will definitely recover completely within half a month. ”

"Oh?" Raising her eyebrows and smiling, Mu Yan curiously took the book in Mu Tong's hand, flipped through it, and was a little interested in the master in her mouth. Mu Tong's master must also be someone who knows him, so what does the man in blue who saw in the gambling house that day have anything to do with them?

Bowing her head and pondering silently, the brilliance in Mu Yan's eyes made Mu Tong unable to take her eyes off her. The silence in the room flowed slowly, until the wooden door was recklessly slammed open by Xiaobai.

walked into the house without authorization, honestly lay in front of the bed, staring at Mu Yan, covered in snow-white hair, making Xiaobai still look so docile.

Recalling the scene of it tearing Lin Xiaoxiao's body apart that day, Mu Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled. This beast recognizes himself, is it a blessing? Or is it woe? Lying on the edge of the bed, Mu Yan's eyes were blazing and Xiao Bai's eyes were met, and the strange smile on the corner of his mouth was something Mu Tong couldn't understand.

"Hitomi, you go back and rest first, and go out with me tomorrow."

Waving his hand to send Mu Tong away, Mu Yan looked deeply at Xiao Bai in front of the bed, then lay back on the bed and began to read the book left by Mu Tong, and after reading for half an hour, he sat up thoughtfully. To Mu Yan's surprise, after she closed her eyes and slowly appeared in her mind, every word written in the book slowly appeared in her mind, and she did as instructed, there was a warm current flowing on her body, which was very comfortable.

Opening his eyes, a trace of light crossed his eyes, Mu Yan turned over and lay back on the bed again with a smile, this book is really a good thing!

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A delicate wooden table of rosewood, covered with fine brocade, and an equally delicate tea set waited quietly on it. A screen divides the room into two halves, and cigarette smoke curls in it, making the room look unreal and unreal.

Slowly opening his eyes, Mu Yan saw such a scene.

Stunned, Mu Yan smiled bitterly, after coming for such a long time, she still couldn't accept the fact that she had crossed here.

Lazily stretched, dragged two men's clothes in his hands, and walked out of the door. After seeing Mu Tong sitting not far away, the two looked at each other and smiled, left the Xia Mansion adriftly, changed into men's clothes, and walked swaggering down the street.

The crowded and noisy streets, the people of all shapes, walking aimlessly, without Xia Yifeng by his side, Mu Yan looked extremely relaxed.

"Stop, don't run!"

A few shouts came from not far away, which made people tremble and tremble. Stopping and glancing at each other, Mu Yan Mu Tong hid in the corner of the wall on one side, staring sharply at what was happening in front of him.

In broad daylight, a man in blue with sharp eyes was the first to meet Mu Yan's eyes, followed by four men in black with scarves covering their faces.

Holding her breath, Mu Yan carefully watched the movements of several people, their agile skills, and their deadly professional swordsmanship, which made her understand that this was not just a trivial matter, similar to murder and robbery.

Rolled on the ground in embarrassment for two weeks, the man in blue was already covered with blood, and he fell to the ground weakly covered in injuries, struggling to get up to face the enemy, but he was exhausted and could not do anything. A sharp dagger was mercilessly plunged into his chest, and blood spurted out of his chest in an instant. The unconscious man lay upright on the ground, his eyes that had not yet closed, impartially, looking in the direction where Mu Yan was.

This made Mu Yan, who was watching from a short distance, couldn't help frowning. There are so many people on the street, this blatant murderous act is inevitably too bold and rampant, right?