As Mu Fan thought, things really began to ferment, and the degree of fermentation was far beyond his imagination.

He rushed to Yuxi Mountain angrily during the day, then gritted his teeth and went to Yuxia Mountain, and finally returned to Niansu Mountain in despair.

This series of processes was naturally seen, and these people added their own things, and soon countless wonderful stories were spread.

People are all gossipy, and being able to listen to other people's gossip in addition to intense cultivation is also a kind of spice.

Sang'er is a peerless beauty, everyone can't get it, they can only watch it from afar. At this moment, I heard the gossip of the beautiful woman, and it was also related to the disciples of the Seventh Elder and Zhao Mu, and there were more people who paid attention to it.

Yuxi Mountain does not have only one peak, in addition to one main peak, it also has two side peaks.

There are many disciples of the Great Elder, and now that they are the acting sect masters, they are even more powerful.

The holy land in the hearts of mortals, the so-called immortals are not exempt from vulgarity. In the final analysis, they are all people in the red dust, who can truly be free and detached.

In the side peak to the east, in an ordinary small bamboo house, Zhao Mu lay down at the window for half an hour.

There was also a person sitting in the bamboo house, this person was slightly fat, it was Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun sat at the desk, quietly reading the book in his hand.

Neither of them spoke, and was silent for most of the hour.

"Zhou Xun, what do you think about this matter?"

Zhao Mu still broke the silence, he couldn't understand the reason why Mu Fan did this.

Zhou Xun closed the book and shook his head: "I can't see anything." ”

"What kind of move is this? What the hell is he trying to do? Zhao Mu was puzzled, and couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart.

Zhou Xun stood up and said, "According to your previous description, Yan Qing should attach great importance to Miss Sang'er. You and Miss Sang'er are clean and have nothing to do with each other. There's no reason he's throwing dirty water on you and Miss Sang'er. ”

Zhao Mu frowned, he just couldn't figure this out.

At the beginning, he and Mu Fan had formed a bond, but the two had not crossed paths for so long, and at this moment, he suddenly made this scene, what did he want to do.

"The only explanation for the fact that something is unusual is that it was just to confuse the public." Zhou Xun said affirmatively.

"What's the explanation?"

Zhou Xun took two steps back and forth, and said confidently: "We know what Yan Qing did, Sang Er knows, but do others understand?" ”

Zhao Mu thought thoughtfully: "The three of them become tigers, I'm afraid the fake has become true." ”

Zhou Xun said again: "At this time, you went out to refute the rumors, but I'm afraid that few people will believe it." ”

Zhao Mu sighed: "Miss Sang'er herself has admitted it, I'll refute the rumors, haha, I guess it's not a matter of believing it or not, most of them will think that I want to leave after eating and wiping it clean." ”

"This kind of thing still hurts you little, Miss Sang'er is a woman. Her willingness to sacrifice her reputation shows that this matter is very important. ”

"You mean to let me wait and see?" Zhao Mu asked.

Zhou Xun nodded: "Only by waiting and seeing the changes can we know Yan Qing's plan." ”

Zhao Mu leaned on the window again, pondered for a moment, and said: "He will make another move, as long as the news spreads to everyone, he will definitely have the next move." ”

As if in response to his words, there was a hurried knock on the door of the bamboo house.

"What's going on? What does it look like to be flustered. Zhao Mu was a little dissatisfied.

Zhou Xun got up and opened the door, and saw a young man who was a little flustered outside the door.

The young man hugged his fists and said, "Senior brother, that Yan Qing came over again and said that he wanted to fight you alone." ”

Zhao Mu also said just now that Mu Fan must have a back move, no, the back move is coming.

The young man said: "Do you want me to let the senior brothers beat Yan Qing up and dare to provoke the senior brothers, I really don't know what to do." ”

Zhao Mu thought for a while and said, "No, let him in, just say that I want to have a man-to-man battle with him, so that he will completely die to Sang'er." ”

The young man was a little puzzled, how could he still say it to the outside world, is there anything hidden that can't be done? It's weird!

Zhao Mu waved his hand, and the young man immediately retreated. This young man was not like his brother, but more like his servant.

No one can stop a betrayed man from fighting a third person, especially if both men decide to speak with their fists.

When the people who were blocking Mu Fan outside heard the words of the young man, they never stopped Mu Fan again.

Zhao Mu's words admitted in disguise that he and Sang Er did have a problem, which was equivalent to admitting that he was the third party between Mu Fan and Sang Er.

It is reasonable and reasonable, outsiders have no reason to support the third party and prevent Mu Fan from seeking revenge on Zhao Mu.

Mu Fan's face was full of grief and indignation, as if he had made up his mind to die.

He followed the young man to the small bamboo house where Zhao Mu was, and he was already seventy percent sure of uniting Zhao Mu in his heart.

The door of the small bamboo house was not closed, and Mu Fan saw Zhao Mu lying on the window through the door. He unleashed his senses, and then sensed another breath in the room.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance, a chance for revenge." Zhao Mu got straight to the point.

Most of what he listened to was gossip, which must have exaggerated the facts. Zhao Mu was afraid that if he said more, he would show his feet, so he chose the most concise opening.

There must be a lot of excitement around, so it's not good to hear that it's greasy.

Mu Fan summoned the flying sword and looked at Zhao Mu fiercely.

Zhao Mu Yujian flew out of the room, constantly adjusting his state. He could see that Mu Fan was planning to come to a real fight.

During these times, Zhao Mu's cultivation also made some progress, and he broke through to the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm some time ago. He wanted to see who was stronger.

It's not about resourcefulness, it's just about cultivation.

The wind blows, rolling up the clouds.

Zhao Mu stood on a rock, and Mu Fan stood under the rock.

Mu Fan looked up, and the clouds and mist blocked Zhao Mu's figure, and only the faint Sword Sect uniform was visible.

Zhou Xun stood in the distance, quietly observing Mu Fan, he wanted to see Mu Fan's strength, his real strength.

Zhao Mu took the lead and attacked downward from a height, using the momentum of landing and acceleration, with his extremely domineering exercises.

The sword struck from Mu Fan's side, mixed with electric light, as fast as light.

Mu Fan's sword finger turned, and the flying sword in his hand also moved.

The two swords intersected, and the surrounding air stirred and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Mufei's sword was fast and sharp, and it rotated at high speed.

Mu Fan's flying sword is fast and kitty.

The two swords briefly touched, and then quickly separated.

At the same time, Zhao Mu fell on top of Mu Fan's head and smashed into Mu Fan's Heavenly Spirit Gai with a punch.

Mu Fan palmed his palms to the sky, protected them above his head, and caught Zhao Mu's punch hard.

Zhao Mu saw that he couldn't hurt Mu Fan, twisted his waist, and kicked Mu Fan in the chest.

Mu Fan simply didn't resist, grabbed Zhao Mu's belt, and pressed it down hard.

Zhao Mu suddenly felt a rebound force from his waist, almost bounced Mu Fan's hand away.

Mu Fan put away his numb hand, replaced it with his other hand, grabbed Zhao Mu's belt, and slammed it to the ground.

The dust and smoke have not yet dispersed.

Zhao Mu snorted, his blood surged, his face flushed, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Xun was secretly anxious, Zhao Mu didn't do it often on weekdays, and Mu Fan on the opposite side could even pull someone's trouser belt.