In the next few days of cultivation, due to the frequent phenomenon of sneezing, cultivation stopped and resumed for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After repeating it several times, Mu Mingyang was puzzled.

"It's been a long time since we've eaten the fireworks of the world, how can we cultivators suffer from the same wind and cold diseases as ordinary people?"

Sneezing is indeed something that cultivators should not have, birth, old age, sickness and death have left their world, but what Mu Mingyang doesn't know is that innocent sneezing has another meaning.

Just after the sneeze, the right eyelid began to jump non-stop.

As the saying goes: the left eye jumps rich, but the right eye is ...... Thinking of this, Mu Mingyang didn't dare to think about it anymore, and stopped his cultivation.

Dozens of days of cultivation can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds, and now it is the early stage of distraction, and it has been upgraded by six levels, Mu Mingyang is happy about this, and at this time, his right eyelid is jumping when he thinks about it...... What exactly does it mean.

I was thinking about this kind of question, and my grandfather's hurried voice sounded in my ears.

"Boy, hurry back to Mujia Village, there is a group of more than 20 bad young people who are trying to break into your house, hurry back to protect your mother, prove yourself, the demeanor of a strong man. "No wonder my eyelids jumped, it turned out to be ...... I didn't have time to think about it, and I didn't dare to think about it.

His words were fast and urgent, grandpa should have arrived in Kunlun Wonderland at this time, with his cultivation, he could naturally sense the changes in the family, no wonder he sneezed innocently and his right eyelid jumped straight, it turned out that the family was in an emergency.

He whispered to the Holy Spirit on his left hand.

"Go back to the old house of the Mu family. ”

Connected to the transmission medium of the ethereal fairyland and the Mu family's old house, in the shadowless, he had already teleported Mingyang to the courtyard of the old mansion in less than a second, and he didn't care too much, so he got up and rushed home.

I want to see who dares to offend me, in fact, I have already guessed in my heart that it must be Zhao Zhijie's people, the little gangsters of the Tiger Gang, it is estimated that he found it through the personal information of the school grass list, yes, it has been so long, this goods are still careful, to be honest, Mu Mingyang has almost forgotten about this matter, what a big deal, it shouldn't be so rushed, the old house is two miles away from home, and he can only run before he reaches the sword flight cultivation, fortunately, his current physique is dozens of times more than that of athletes, and others run for ten minutes, and he is enough for three minutes。

In just a few minutes, Mu Mingyang felt that it was very slow, and his mother was in danger.

These damn bastards ...

He stopped on a high ground and stared down closely, seeing his mother hurriedly lock the door and hide in the lobby in order to block the twenty or so thugs who wanted to force their way in.

These people shouted that they were going to break in, but they were blocked by the door, and some of them even climbed the wall and forced their way in.

Mu Mingyang saw it in his eyes, how could he bear it, looking at the knife-wielding gangster who was about to jump off the wall of his house with a relatively fast movement, he picked up a stone casually and threw it at that person at a lightning speed, shooting only in an instant, and hitting the target in a second.

For him now, a shot is a hit, and the range is so far that the high ground is about fifty meters away from his home, and the man standing on the wall fell down in response, no longer struggling, and no one reacted to what happened for a while.

And Mingyang didn't stop, and now the neighbors didn't come together to see the excitement, the reason is that they didn't notice that there was a sneak in with this gang, and they took advantage of the fact that there were not many people, just what He Mu Mingyang thought, he didn't want to be famous, waiting to hear the news of a new demon martial arts freshman who killed more than 20 gangsters with his bare hands, it is better to keep a low profile.

After killing the first gangster, Mu Mingyang set up a spatial barrier between the gangsters outside the house and himself, in order to keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

As soon as the space enchantment came out, Mu Mingyang also swaggered down from the high ground, extremely chic and unworldly, looking at these rookies with contempt, hum, even if there is a nuclear weapon explosion outside the house now, it will not affect anyone's attention, and the space enchantment will cover the eyes and sounds, and now it can finally be done in the open.

Mingyang walked towards those people, and the sharp-eyed gangsters saw that after watching this person kill one of his brothers from a distance, he couldn't help but have a retreat in his heart, and some guys who were not firm in their positions kept retreating, and the spatial enchantment was like air without a shadow, and when they retreated to the barrier wall, they found that there was no way out, and these gangsters showed horror on their faces.

I thought to myself: This task given to us by the boss turned out to be so difficult, when I first took over, I originally thought that it was not a simple matter to cut a new demon martial artist, but I didn't expect the other party to be so powerful, what kind of person is this, so powerful......

Slowly walked up to them and preached to the overwhelmed crowd.

"You just happened to accompany me to practice my hands, master, I just learned a few tricks, hum, go up together or go alone? Give you a chance or you will beat me up, come... Come on. ”

After speaking, he also put on an extremely unpleasant posture, and dozens of people on the opposite side looked at each other, whether to go up or not?

Finally waiting for a man to come out, a yellow-haired young man in a black T-shirt and black shorts shouted loudly.

"Brothers, no matter how powerful this thing is, we can't retreat, there is only one way to survive, we have a lot of strength, and the heroes can't stand the many people."

Mu Mingyang looked at him very meaningfully, and the other party was frightened and even trembled twice, still looking very kind, his gangster brothers were all tightly united under the leadership of him as the commander-in-chief, and it was best to have a leader who could speak and know how to motivate people, and always be popular with people, how perfect this sentence is applied here.

Under Huang Mao's speech, everyone suddenly understood that a group attack was the only way to survive, and there were many people to kill him. Looking at a gangster who seemed to have beaten chicken blood in battle, Mu Mingyang was still disdainful and didn't give them face at all, how could a hot-blooded young man suffer such an insult.

"On... Kill him and let him know that he can't be messed with knowing that there are so many of us. ”

The morale-boosting yellow fur shouted, holding a machete and leading the crowd to the fame.

When the two sides were about to fight, Mu Mingyang waved his hand to interrupt the duel.

"Wait. ”

The gangsters who were angry all stopped, and their morale also stopped and weakened a little, Huang Mao couldn't help but worry in his eyes, and raised his knife to point at Mu Mingyang and said.

"You kid, are you afraid, now admit defeat, brother, I can still spare you from death. ”

Saying this, it was very kind of mocking Junhao, looking at Huang Mao's evil smile that he didn't know the height of the sky.

Mu Mingyang's heart stirred up a chill.

"Hmph, who's afraid, I just want to ask if you're ready, come... Let's go. ”

Huang Mao watched Mu Mingyang play them like this, and suddenly his anger came up again, leading the brothers to attack again.

But when I saw the fame and the words were slow.

He was almost mad at it, and he preached furiously.

"What are you doing, you don't know that we are preparing for war now? Can you be more professional? Scared? Scared now? Why did you go earlier! Boy, wait for death. ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm just asking you who is at the hands of whom when you are about to die easily?"

Mu Mingyang asked. For whoever wants to harm himself, there is only that one person.

He didn't care if this group of people were irritable or not, and he still said angrily.

Indeed, he wants to know exactly who dares to provoke him?

I also have to kill them all, because I can't read minds, Mu Mingyang can only ask them clearly, so that I can calculate this account in the future.

"Who? Who do you say? Who do you care who it is, just let you go to the Netherworld to be a ghost who died unjustly... Come on. ”

Saying that, the yellow hair led people to attack again.

"I think you're looking for death..."Mu Mingyang also rushed towards everyone.

A vicious battle ensued, but it was a one-sided massacre.

Mu Mingyang ran as fast as lightning, frequently in and out of the crowd, quickly punched and hit hard, one blow at a time, and hit the maximum of the violent, those people fell one after another, and the unilateral slaughter was controlled by Mu Mingyang, so miserable that some gangsters didn't even know how they died.

It's like Dali Duan Yu's Ling Bo microstep, the shape is like a shadow and ethereal, fast as an electric move deadly, it can be seen that Mu Mingyang is a dead hand, dare to provoke me? Lao Tzu is very easy to provoke, right, the enemy only left the guy named Huang Mao in the illusory and illusory world, and Mingyang specially kept him, just to know the truth about whose it was from his mouth.

After a while, the brothers around him have all fallen, leaving only themselves, Huang Mao does not have the sharpness just now, he looks soft like a rotten persimmon, the machete was thrown on the ground, and he stood in place abruptly, looking at the demon and devil in front of him in great horror.

"Say... Who sent you to kill me?

Mu Mingyang walked towards him step by step, Huang Mao felt that his step was like a dagger poking at himself, and his snot and tears were unrestrained.

Slumped on the ground and stammered.

"Don't kill me, boss, you are my own grandfather, I will be your grandson in the future, yes, Zhao Zhijie sent us, we are also forced to do so, don't kill me... Grandfather. ”

Looking at Huang Mao, who had already confessed, and listening to his answer, Mu Mingyang said with a smile.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

The latter replied directly.

"It's the grandfather who is reluctant to kill his grandson, and the grandfather loves his grandson the most. ”

Laughing while talking, typical of grandsons as they are.

"That's because I want to be the last one to kill you. ”

Mingyang said mockingly. Who wants you to be a grandson? My son hasn't been able to do it, so my grandson got it, and I flew a plane.

Saying that a shadowless pointed at the yellow-haired gangster who was a little bitter, the latter thought that pretending to be a grandson could avoid death, but he didn't expect to bring it back in the end,, the world is really complicated.

In an instant, there were dead corpses in the enchantment, all of them were the gangsters, all of them died and none of them survived, this is the retribution they deserve, Mu Mingyang thought like this, if you dare to provoke me, you will be punished, and you, Zhao Zhijie. And Zhao Zhijie, who was waiting for news in the Tiger Gang, suddenly sneezed loudly and hurriedly ordered his younger brother to buy cold medicine.