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"He's not a good guy. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Nianxi whispered in Zhou Xingyun's ears, and the itchy feeling made his neck shrink: "I know, but what can we do? ”

"Senior Brother Xingyun, you are a senior official of the imperial court, don't be afraid of him. Xu Zhiqian reminded Zhou Xingyun on the side, he is an official anyway, there is no need to be afraid of the disciples of the Muto Sect, who dares to hurt the court officials at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and he is also a medical officer who has won the hearts of the people.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Zhou Xingyun suddenly realized, Xu Zhiqian was right, he was an official! A dignified eight-grade official! As long as he showed his official certificate, how could this group of Diao people dare to touch a single cold hair of him.

Xu Zhiqian was so hung up when she heard the words that she fainted, and Zhou Xingyun actually forgot that he was an official of the imperial court. Xu Zhiqian asked herself if she had been traveling south and north for several years, but she had never seen such a strange person......

The disciples of the Muto Sect did not rush to arrest Mo Nianxi, but the middle-aged man came forward to ask for someone, after all, among Zhou Xingyun and his party, there were three top masters, although they were numerous and powerful, and they were not afraid of fighting, but they really wanted to fight each other, and it was estimated that if they won the battle, they would be greatly injured, and when the time came, they would let the Hong Gang pick up the cheap.

Therefore, the middle-aged man bluntly told him that as long as he handed over Mo Nianxi, he would not embarrass others.

Will it be to hand over Mo Nianxi to protect the overall situation, or will it fight to the end with the people of Mutomen?

When the time came to make a choice, Xu Zijian and the others looked at Zhou Xingyun one after another, indicating that it was up to him to decide whether the black-haired girl would stay or not. First, it is because this group has always acted with Zhou Xingyun as the center. Second, because Mo Nianxi was 'picked up' by Zhou Xingyun halfway, he should be asked to make a decision.

"I'll go with you, I'm afraid of anyone!" Mo Nianxi didn't seem to want to involve his companions, and without waiting for Zhou Xingyun to speak, he strode forward with his hands on his hips, seemingly preparing to return to the Muto Gate with the middle-aged man.

"Come here!" Zhou Xingyun frowned and pulled the girl back to his side: "When did I say that you would let you go?" you eat me, live with me, sleep with me, owe me a lot of money, you can't go anywhere without my permission!"

"If you don't let me pass, they'll come. Mo Nianxi was a little moved in her heart, Zhou Xingyun met her in Pingshui, and there was no reason to protect her at all.

Moreover, what Zhou Xingyun said was right, she had been following him to eat and drink, and now she was in trouble because of her, even if he didn't drive her away, she was embarrassed to stay.

"Have you ever done anything hurtful?" Zhou Xingyun asked seriously, he hadn't asked about the black-haired girl's past before, but now the situation was urgent, and he had to confirm some things before he could decide whether to protect the beautiful woman or not.

"No! can swear!" Mo Nianxi said with a clear conscience, except for some innocuous little deceptions, she has not done anything bad, and even often helps others.

"That's it, as long as you haven't done anything hurtful to heaven and reason, even if Emperor Lao Tzu comes to me to ask for someone, I won't hand you over!" Zhou Xingyun said in high spirits. Xu Zhiqian's words woke up the dreamer, he was an official of the imperial court, who was he afraid of?

Now the prodigal son of Jianshu Mountain Villa is no longer what it used to be. With the support of the crown prince Han Feng and the escort of the sixteenth son of the emperor, the Muto Gate is a chicken feather. When he showed the imperial token given to him by the sixteenth prince, the other party should not kneel down if he has a kind! A high hat of the anti-thief buckles the head of Mutomen, who will recognize the grandson first!

"I knew you were good to me!" Mo Nianxi was like a stray dog that had been picked up and brought home, looking at Zhou Xingyun's sour nose with watery eyes.

"Okay! Since you don't want to hand over people, don't blame us for not paying attention to morality!" The middle-aged man's eyes locked on Zhou Xingyun, because he had already discovered that Wei Shuyao and the others were all headed by Zhou Xingyun.

The middle-aged man planned to say a few more words of gossip to distract Wei Shuyao and Xu Zijian's attention, and then attacked him unprepared, taking the lead in capturing the thief and the king. As long as Zhou Xingyun is taken, the rest of the people will naturally be captured, then there is no need to shoot at Mai Mang, kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

Zhou Xingyun cautiously lowered his head and groped for his pocket, ready to turn out the token given by the sixteenth son of the emperor.

At present, he has three tokens in his pocket, one is Rao Yue's Fengtian City token, and the other is the Netherworld Sect wooden card. Since the Phoenix Order and the Imperial Decree are a bit similar, Zhou Xingyun must be careful to confirm it, so as not to make a big mistake out of it.

However, just as Zhou Xingyun was carefully examining the token, an unexpected situation occurred, and a Muto Sect disciple rushed out of the crowd and slashed at him with a steel knife held high.

The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw this, because he hadn't given the order yet, why did his disciples make a move?

"Be careful!"

Wei Shuyao and Mo Nianxi reacted at the same time, the former rushed in front of Zhou Xingyun for the first time, swung his sword to block the disciple of the Muto Sect, and kicked him out with one kick. The latter hurriedly pulled Zhou Xingyun to retreat, lest he, a third-rate martial artist, stand in the front row stupidly and be beaten.

The disciples of the Muto Sect took the liberty of slashing people, forming a fuse and triggering a melee in an instant. More than forty Muto Sect disciples attacked in groups, forcing Zhou Xingyun and the others to retreat......

Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei looked at each other and smiled, and said in their hearts that this fight had finally started.

Xuan Jing saw the two of them in embarrassment, and couldn't help frowning slightly, just now she saw Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei with her own eyes, one secretly pushing and the other kicking, squeezing the Muto Sect disciple who took the lead out of the crowd, brewing this chaotic fight.

Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei saw Zhou Xingyun in the limelight in the ring, and they had already refused to accept it in private, and when they saw that a Muto disciple came to trouble Zhou Xingyun, they were gloating, wishing that the other party would punish the prodigal son fiercely.

The two were worried that Zhou Xingyun would hand over Mo Nianxi in order to protect himself, so they simply secretly made an obstruction, making this fight more sudden and fierce.

The fierce battle between the two sides was about to break out, and the young disciples who were watching retreated one after another, watching from afar to see the master's move.

The young disciples who came to participate in the martial arts festival were basically newcomers with second- and third-rate strength, and the big brawl that was in front of them but out of reach could make them learn a lot.

Of course, most people still hold the mentality of eating melon seeds to watch the excitement, and sit back and watch how the show ends.

"Jiewen and Zijian protect Zhiqian!" Zhou Xingyun pulled out his sword and shouted. Xu Zhiqian is a weak woman with zero combat power, and she must not be innocently injured.

"The Wild Dragon Shakes the Eight Desolations!" Xu Zijian raised one leg and stomped on the ground suddenly, the internal force shook the earth, and instantly subverted a burst of dust. Immediately, Xu Zijian slammed his fists like a pear blossom in a rainstorm, and the wind of his fists pulled the dust, forming a translucent qi and rushing towards the enemy.

The disciples of the Muto Sect who rushed up were hit by the invisible fist that split the sky and the earth in an instant, like a big wave returning and retreating.

Zhou Xingyun was stunned and opened his mouth wide, Xu Zijian's move was very domineering, I saw him steady and frantically output, his fists kept swinging, and his fists hit the dust and gravel that shook the air, so as to increase the power of the opponent.

Xu Zijian's unimaginable boxing speed, the punching style was like a fortress machine gun strafing, forming a perfect suppression of firepower, making it difficult for the Muto disciples to move forward.

Wu Jiewen seized the opportunity and hurriedly retreated with Xu Zhiqian, lest the talented woman be caught in a cute and cute manner......

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! Brother Mutomen, please abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes! Qin is a scholar! How can you be rude to the literati. Help!Help!Wow!Come and save people!" Qin Shou ran for his life with his head in his arms, and after his ass, he chased after the three Muto Sect disciples.

Qin Shou thought it was safe to hide behind Wei Shuyao, but as soon as the two sides started fighting, the girl abandoned him and stayed by Zhou Xingyun's side in a hurry. Knowing this, he should have hugged Zhou Xingyun tightly, and now Wei Shuyao and Mo Nianxi, the two top masters are by his side, and there is no safer place than there.

Qin Shou turned around and saw that the three Muto Sect disciples were about to catch up with him, and he immediately mourned more than his heart died, and took measures to deal with the worst-case scenario.

Standing, squatting, hugging the brain, shrinking his head, Qin Shou is like a transformer, instantly changing from a running state to a defensive form.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Shou shrank into a ball, and the transformation action was smooth and smooth, which couldn't help but amaze the young disciples who were watching the excitement. This guy must have practiced, otherwise how could his movements be so smooth and sensitive.

Seeing that Qin Shou had given up running and squatted down honestly, the Muto Sect disciples looked at each other and smiled, slowing down their pace and walking towards him.

Looking sideways at the three Muto Sect disciples who were approaching step by step, Qin Shou could only prepare for the worst, tense his whole body and wait to be beaten, now he had only one last wish...... Don't slap yourself in the face.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and Qin Shou burst into tears because he vaguely saw a big foot kicking towards his side face.

Fortunately, just when Qin Shou was desperate, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Cloud Piercing Legs!"

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, and the figure of the Taoist suddenly rushed out of the onlookers, like a gliding and flying kingfisher, riding the wind and waves and flying in the air, crossing the three Muto disciples from front to back.

The strong leg wind looked like a longitudinal tornado, passing over Qin Shou's head and knocking three enemies into the air.

"Beast, don't you know if you're not here?"

"Potboy!

Qin Shou stared at his childhood sweetheart's good friend Guo Heng who came to the rescue, bitter and bitter spontaneously, and rushed forward with a handful of snot and tears, and hugged his waist and didn't let go.

"Hey, hey, hey, moved, don't pull my pants, okay! I'll go to your uncle!" Guo Heng shook Qin Shou away with one foot, and hurriedly tightened his belt, this scoundrel almost ripped off his pants.

Qin Shou's martial arts were weaker than Zhou Xingyun's, so the disciples of the Muto Sect who chased him were all third-rate martial artists, and Guo Heng's first-class master repelled the three of them without much effort.

It is true that Guo Heng's appearance immediately attracted the attention of the disciples of the Muto Sect, and the three first-class martial artists surrounded him without saying a word, so as not to hurt the rest of the disciples by inch.

Compared with the time of the Sufu birthday banquet, Guo Heng's martial arts have improved slightly, and he is already a first-class 'backbone' martial artist, but if he wants to compete with three first-class 'Chu Fan' martial artists with one enemy and three, the situation is definitely not optimistic, and the chance of winning is almost zero.

Fortunately, Li Xiaofan was nearby, and when he noticed that Qin Shou and Guo Heng were in a bitter battle, he immediately approached to help the two. With the help of him, a first-class martial artist in the realm of 'Champion', even if he fights two or five, it will not be too difficult.

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