When the two monks and Taoists saw Mu Yun's sudden strange move, they were unexpected, and they had no time to think about it in the light of light, so they had to stop the palm power, but instead forced themselves to stagnate.

Mu Yun's move was in a hurry, but fortunately the other party was really kind, he secretly shouted luck, and he wanted to stand up and go straight to the temple gate.

Unexpectedly, the two of them reacted very quickly, but when they heard the monk's shout, their bodies stood still like a mountain, and they cut off the road like a giant spirit King Kong.

The Taoist priest slid under his feet, flashed to the side, and at the same time stabbed Mu Yun's neck with his sword, and the sword momentum was like lightning rushing into the sky, and it was clear that he had already killed him.

Mu Yun knew that he couldn't please him, so he was so depressed that he simply threw Yu Miaohe into the air, and then slammed his palms into the monk's chest.

Although he didn't want to hurt anyone, he was afraid that the ordinary palm power would not be able to break the monk's hard skills, so he already carried the finger power of the cloud breaking stone in his palm.

The majestic Kunlun is not a peerless learner, naturally it is not in vain, Rao is the monk's conceited supernatural powers, but this time he was suddenly hit hard, and he really couldn't stand it. In the muffled snort, a fat body was like a deflated ball, and it was blasted out, and then slammed into the outer wall of the small temple.

Seeing that Jin Lan's siblings were defeated, the Taoist priest couldn't help but change color, and the sword blade slashed at Mu Yun's waist, and at the same time scolded: "Good thief, I can't spare you today!" ”

Mu Yun raised his arm to catch Yu Miaohe's delicate body, and performed the Yunyi Eight Dance under his feet, narrowly avoiding this sword.

He was about to rush to the temple gate again, but unexpectedly, the Taoist priest's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and the dense moves were like flowing water, forcing Mu Yun to deal with it with all his might, and it was difficult to pay attention to the sidelines.

Although the Taoist priest only had a peachwood sword in his hand, it was stronger than defenseless after all. On the other hand, because Mu Yun was holding Yu Miaohe, he was inevitably restrained everywhere between his actions, and after more than a dozen moves, he was already overstretched and dangerous.

Seeing that the opponent was extremely difficult, although Mu Yun knew that it was useless to be angry, he was still worried about Yan Ting's safety. In this way, his mind was slightly divided, and he was almost injured under the sword of the Taoist priest several times.

When the battle was getting more and more bitter, he heard a few coughs from the side, it turned out that the monk staggered and stood up straight, and spit out a hateful voice: "What a Liu Lingfei, the internal strength is also very good, the monk really underestimated you." ”

He choked and coughed as he spoke, and the corners of his mouth were clearly bloodstained. Seeing this, the Taoist priest suddenly became concerned, and when he took out his sword, he eased up.

How could Mu Yun let go of such a good opportunity, he suddenly cleared his face, and there was an extra shining thing in his hand, and then he slashed at the peach wood sword that the Taoist priest stabbed at with all his strength.

The Taoist priest had already lost the opportunity, but when he suddenly saw this essence light, he was even more distracted in an instant, and the true power on the sword was also three points weaker. Then I heard a crisp snap, and the peachwood sword was cut into two pieces on the spot, and the Taoist priest was also shocked and staggered back.

Mu Yun was so powerful that he sent the essence light forward, which was worthy of the acupoint on the chest of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was immediately restrained, and exclaimed, "Yi Jin! Where did you get this flute? ”

Dare to love that essence light is the jade flute given by Xiao Lei before, Mu Yun heard that the Taoist priest knew the origin of the jade flute, although he was curious in his heart, but he didn't care about asking again at this time. So I only listened to him and agreed, and continued to rush to the temple gate.

Unexpectedly, the monk still didn't give up, Huo Di dodged in front of him, and said with a horizontal eyebrow: "Slow!" Good dog thief, you want to do nonsense to pass the monk first! ”

Although he is full of chivalry, he is seriously injured at the moment, and he finally has more than enough strength but not enough strength. Seeing this, Mu Yun secretly apologized, and with an offended sound, the jade flute in his palm stabbed out with a snort at the same time, hitting the shoulder well on the left side of the monk.

At this time, he took into account that the monk was injured, and deliberately withdrew more than eighty percent of his strength, but the monk still couldn't stand it, and immediately fell to the ground with a bang, and actually closed his eyes and fainted.

Mu Yun was slightly surprised, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed forward, kicked open the temple door and rushed inside.

I saw that the temple was brightly lit, and there seemed to be something simmering in the pot on the stove, faintly revealing a fragrance. There are a table and two chairs in the hall, and a wood-grain chessboard is placed on the table, and the black and white chess pieces of the two sides seem to be in a fierce battle.

Looking around, Yan Ting and Feng Zhan couldn't help but feel even more anxious, and he stepped back and rushed in, but his heart immediately shook when he fixed his eyes.

But I saw that there was a couch in the east, and it was covered with the dark color coat that Yan Ting had worn before, with many folds on it and extremely messy traces.

Mu Yun saw the Venus in front of him, barely calmed down and observed carefully, it turned out that there was a portal behind the temple, and he kicked it open and rushed out immediately.

The night was as thick as ink, the cold wind was desolate, and Mu Yun's whole body trembled violently, but he didn't know whether it was anger, sadness, regret, pity, or pure cold.

Full of despair, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he caught a glimpse of a tender yellow shirt at the corner of the street in front of him, which was clearly the clothes Yan Ting was wearing today.

How dare Mu Yun slack off at this time, so he took three steps and made two steps and rushed straight over, but when he saw it clearly, he was even more like a giant pestle.

It turned out that the shirt was indeed worn by Yan Ting, but at this time, I saw that the buttons of the clothes were scattered and the cloth was broken, which was obviously caused by forced tearing.

Mu Yun clenched his fists, and his eyes couldn't help but be sour under the pain, and he almost burst into tears.

I don't know when I have already tied this heart to that lovely person, but now because of her incompetence, she has been insulted like this, which is the fault of a hundred deaths.

But since there has been a regret, she has to rescue the person first, and what to do with it in the future depends on her will.

As soon as Mu Yun thought of this, he could only suppress the pain and continue to chase down the road. When I came to the street, I saw a pleated Hunan skirt thrown on the side of the road, and it seemed that most of the situation was deliberately left by Feng Zhanyi, as a signpost to guide Muyun.

Mu Yun was almost crazy with hatred, gritted his teeth and hurriedly chased after him, and saw a skirt, a pair of feather boots, a shirt, a petticoat, and then a hairpin, earrings, necklaces, bracelets and other ornaments. Although these ornaments are small, they are dazzling and do not miss the past.

After chasing a meal like this, the street in front of me became narrower and darker. Mu Yun not only held Yu Miaohe in his arms, but also tried his best to tidy up the clothes and ornaments scattered on the road, and in his hurry, he only hated that he was not the treasure of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he couldn't give birth to those three heads and six arms to deal with such a dilemma.

Dizzy, he turned around another alley, Mu Yunyou looked around, but he was stunned on the spot, it turned out that there were no more "road signs" on either side.

Mu Yun's whole body was cold for a moment, and he wondered if he was busy all the way, and finally was tricked by the lewd thief Feng Zhan Wings?

Just when Mu Yun was in despair, he suddenly heard a familiar voice say, "Xiao ...... Xiao Mu, is that you? ”

Mu Yun's heart shook violently, and he hurriedly followed the prestige, only to see a pair of crystal eyes revealing from a bush of thatch on the side of the road, and his clear eyes were full of surprise, could it be Yan Ting?