Chapter Twenty-Five: It's Him!

On Yuncang Mountain, at the inner gate, because of Lin Xi's breakthrough, for a while, the figures were crowded and lively.

And at the outer gate below, because of the distance, coupled with the accident last night, many people have been punished to varying degrees, and they have no time to take care of other things, but they have not been affected much.

On the ladder to the sky, Mu Yiyang walked straight all the way, and unexpectedly found that the energy on his body no longer flowed away for no reason, and his speed accelerated, and in less than a day, he came to the mountain gate of Haoran Sect smoothly. Although I couldn't figure it out in my heart, I also knew that it was mostly related to the incident that touched the magic circle last night, and my heart was quite complicated, and I couldn't help but sigh a lot.

Standing still in front of the mountain gate, Mu Yiyang straightened the clothes on his body a little, and after taking a deep breath, he walked towards a disciple under the door who was wearing a white uniform and leaning on the doorpost and dozing, his eyes flashing and thoughtful.

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In the outer door, in a certain hall, a middle-aged man with cross-eyed eyes was holding a folding fan, lying on a rocking chair on all fours, his dark face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Beside him, a young man with oily hair and a powdery face was half-squatting and pinching his thighs hard, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his face was panicked

After a while, a tall and thin young disciple suddenly ran in from outside the hall in a hurry, and as he ran, he shouted in his mouth, "Deacon Qian, outside the door...... Someone outside the door ......"

Running into the hall, the tall and thin young man stopped and gasped, and wanted to continue talking, but at this moment, he heard a sudden sound of "pop". He was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked up, but saw that the movement of the middle-aged man shaking the folding fan in the cockfighting eye suddenly paused, his face showed displeasure, and he stared at himself coldly, and his back suddenly felt a chill, and even his body trembled a little.

"What's the matter?" said the middle-aged man coldly in the cross-eyed.

"Back to ...... Lord Deacon, there are people outside the door who come to worship the mountain gate with a grace order!" The tall and thin young man did not dare to look directly at the middle-aged man in the cross-eye, bowed his head and hugged his fists, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer.

"What!" said him, and the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed suddenly stood up from the rocking chair, and the oily-haired and powder-faced young man was caught off guard and fell to the side.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" glared at the tall and thin young man viciously, and the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed man threw the folding fan in his hand on him, and then stepped forward and ran towards the door.

"I'll clean you up when I come back!" The people outside the hall, the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed eyes did not forget to threaten the thin and tall young man, so shocked that his body trembled, and his face turned pale instantly.

The mountain gate is not far from the hall, and the middle-aged man in the fighting eye is afraid of slacking off people, so he sped up his speed and soon arrived at the door. But seeing that this place was empty, there was no one else except Mu Yiyang, who was enjoying the cool on the side, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Are you alone here?" and the others were?" glanced at Mu Yiyang casually, and said in a cold voice in his cockfighting eyes, with a hint of undisguised contempt in his tone.

"Yes, I'm the only one here, and there's another one just now, but he's gone a little bit beforehand. Glancing at the middle-aged man in the cockfighting eye, Mu Yiyang was slightly surprised and replied with a smile.

"Gone, where have you gone?" Regarding Mu Yiyang's attitude, the middle-aged man in the cross-fighting eyes was a little displeased, and he said with a displeased expression.

"I only saw him go inside, I don't know where he went?" Mu Yiyang was a little puzzled by the change in the look of the middle-aged man in the cockfight, but he still answered his question with a smile.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw the tall and thin young man running over in a hurry, followed by another young disciple with oily hair and powder, so he pointed at him and said to the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed eye: "You are really coincidental, he is back." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in the fighting eye looked in the direction of his right finger, but saw that the person who came was actually a thin and tall young man, and his heart was full of anger, and he was about to attack.

"Is that him?" Pointing to the tall and thin young man, the face of the middle-aged man in the cockfighting eyes was pale, and he looked at Mu Yiyang and sneered.

"That's him!" the tall and thin young man arrived, mistaking him for a question from the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed question, and hurriedly replied.

"That's him. Mu Yiyang's voice sounded almost at the same time as the tall and thin youth, but his tone was much calmer.

"Is he the person you are talking about?" The voices of the two came at the same time, and the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed eyes was slightly stunned, and pointed to Mu Yiyang and asked the tall and thin young man.

"It's him!" The tall and thin young man was a little puzzled by the reaction of the middle-aged man in the cockfighting eye, and nodded with a puzzled expression.

But at this moment, the red light on the middle-aged man's body suddenly flowed in the cross-eyed, his face was angry, and he kicked him heavily in the stomach.

"I'll fuck you, you dare to play Lao Tzu, did you eat a bear's heart or a leopard's gall!" kicked the thin and tall young man to the ground, and the middleman was puzzled in his cross-eye, and he screamed and kicked him a few times.

"Lord Deacon, it's really him! I don't believe you, he really has a grace order on him!" explained the tall and thin young man as he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Are you really stupid or are you fake stupid! Are you a turnip and cabbage on the street? You dare to believe a random person who comes up with a token! What an eyeless dog!"

Hearing the tall and thin young man speak to defend himself, the anger in the middleman's heart in the fighting eye was even stronger, and he kicked him a few more times before stopping. Looking up, he saw that Mu Yiyang had already retreated to the ladder to the sky, and seeing that he was about to escape, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Wait! I want to leave after deceiving people, is my Qian so easy to bully in your eyes?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mu Yiyang wanted to avoid it, but as soon as he retreated to the ladder, the voice of the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed came from behind him, so he had to turn around and say with an embarrassed face: "I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding, right?"

"Misunderstanding? Okay, then tell me what I misunderstood?" stepped forward, and the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed looked unkind.

"I'm really here to worship the mountain gate with the Grace Order, you can check my token. ”

As he spoke, the muscles in Mu Yiyang's body tightened, and he took out the grace order on his body and handed it to the middle-aged man in the cross-eye.

"Hmph, check, don't you think I'm wronging you!"

The middle-aged man in the cross-eyed snorted coldly, and then his body moved, and an arrow stepped forward, grabbing his chest with a palm, and it came in an instant.

Mu Yiyang had already taken precautions, and when he saw the middle-aged man attacking with a palm, he hurriedly resisted with his elbows, but the opponent's strength was too great, he couldn't resist it for a while, he fell backwards, hit the guardrail on the side heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Chengen Order in his hand also came out of his hand and fell at the feet of the middle-aged man in the cross-eye.

"It's just an ordinary man, who dares to commit a crime, escort him back to me, and teach him how to behave!"

glanced at Mu Yiyang in disgust, and the middle-aged man in the cross-eyed kicked the grace order down the ladder, and then turned to leave.

"You guys!" Mu Yiyang's heart was surging with blood, and he couldn't take a breath, and before he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out.