His voice was not loud, and it seemed to be like a ghost in his ears, Zhao Mei didn't hear the anger from the words, but the hairs on his body couldn't help but stand up.

This feeling also appeared in the rest of the Zhao family.

Especially Qian Leopard, the bald man was scared by Mu Wen on the street once yesterday, and this feeling will appear again at this time, and it is inevitable that he will go to his heart. One may be a ridiculous accident, but can two times still be a delusion? But what is there to be afraid of a wasted person?

Originally, Qian Leopard was not qualified to speak on this occasion, but seeing that Zhao Mei didn't fight back, he pondered that now was a good opportunity to flatter, and in order to dispel the strange feelings in his heart, he scolded Mu Wen: "Break your mouth crookedly again." ”

At this moment, the people of the Liu family couldn't bear it, and immediately smashed back with a scolding voice: "What is a subordinate arrogant!"

"It's okay if your Zhao family master says a few words, you are a subordinate or something. ”

"Believe it or not, we beat you. ”

Green tendons burst out on Qian Leopard's head, and he looked at Zhao Tianqi with a gestured gaze.

Zhao Tianqi showed the fire spirit of the fire: "You dare to touch my people to give it a try?"

"Nephew Zhao Xian, don't hurt everyone's harmony. Liu Yuanhu comforted Zhao Tianqi, turned his head and ordered everyone in the Liu family to sit back.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Sheng'er Li'er, the two of you take Mu Wen back to the room to rest." ”

Liu Li was angry, Mu Wen was humiliated in every way, but looking at the three characters with the realm of Spirit King in the upper hall, he also knew that his father was embarrassed, so he obediently helped Mu Wen out of the conference hall with Liu Sheng and returned to Mu Wen's house.

After a while, the people of the Zhao family and Qin Zhan left, and before leaving, Zhao Haikuan asked the patriarch of Liu Yuanhu about the marriage of Zhao Tianqi and Liu Li again.

Liu Yuanhu was forced to prevaricate under pressure: "Let me communicate with the little girl for a few days." “

Zhao Haikuan smiled: "Then there is Lao Yuanhu, I can't wait to see Li'er, the daughter-in-law, at the Zhao family." ”

After they left, the face of the patriarch of Liu Yuanhu suddenly turned blue, and he ordered all the clansmen to go out, and he started a secret negotiation with the patriarch of the Wang family alone.

West Gallery, inside Muven's house.

The boy lay paralyzed on the bed and didn't say anything.

With tears in her eyes, Liu Li applied the ointment to Mu Wen's wound little by little on the side of the bed, and asked while gently wiping it, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, can it not hurt to be beaten like this. Liu Sheng's heart was on fire, and he turned around by the window and said: "It's all because the eldest brother is useless, if the eldest brother can be a little stronger, it will not be so bullied by the people of the Zhao family." ”

As soon as he said this, Liu Li's tears fell even more energetically.

"Bang bang bang. ”

There was a knock on the door, and a large group of clansmen entered, both men and women, most of them were the younger generation of the clan, and several of them had red eyes on the girls who had been secretly in love with Mu Wen for a long time. Since Liu Li was there, the girls didn't make too out-of-the-ordinary moves, kept a distance, and tried their best to speak in the tone of their companions.

"Muwen, don't be too uncomfortable. A girl named Liu Ziqian, Rourou said: "The patriarch will definitely get justice for you." ”

"Yes, definitely. "It's another young woman.

The girl fell in love, but she didn't make the boy on the side jealous. These men have a good relationship with Mu Wen, and they are really out of concern, and one of them is a very thin guy called Liu Monkey, and said to Mu Wen: "Mu Wen, you must be strong, don't be defeated by this setback." Buddies promised you that you would work hard to practice martial arts in the future, so that one day you would go to the Zhao family to avenge you. ”

"Yes, yes, Mu Wen can't cultivate the Yuan Spirit, and his work will be counted on our heads as brothers. Others chimed in.

Kind voices reached Mu Wen's ears, and his body moved.

He sat up, his upper body covered with ointment bands, which made him look thinner, and to everyone's surprise, Mu Wen did not cry or complain, revealing a smiling face.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine. Mu Wen kept smiling, and said with a harmless expression: "Don't go and have conflicts with the people of the Zhao family for me." It's all to blame for my lack of ability to talk back, they would definitely be angry when they talked like that just now, and now they are angry after being beaten a few times, and it is worth it in exchange for the good relationship between the Zhao and Liu families. ”

Everyone was shocked by Mu Wen's big belly, and in addition to being shocked, they complained even more about Mu Wen's grievances.

The more Mu Wen stopped his mistakes, the more they felt that the Zhao family was hateful.

Liu Sheng was speechless, staring at Mu Wen for three seconds, and sighed melancholy: "Hey, rotten good person"

"Big brother, Li'er, and everyone. Mu Wen blinked gently, with tiredness in his voice: "You guys go out first." I'm tired and want to rest. ”

"Okay, you have to take care of your injuries. Everyone nodded their heads.

Liu Sheng pulled the reluctant Liu Li and dragged her outside: "Listen to the words of the eldest brother, let this kid sleep well tonight, and if he falls asleep, he will have no worries." ”

"Hmm. Liu Li nodded.

A group of people walked out lightly and closed the door for Muwen.

Suddenly, Mu Wen didn't know whether it was deliberate, as if he was so inadvertently muttering to himself: "The Zhao Mansion will not be as peaceful as usual tonight, you will know tomorrow." ”

When everyone heard Mu Wen's words, they asked, "Mu Wen, what did you just say, why won't the Zhao Mansion be peaceful tonight?"

"Ah, nothing. Mu Wen smiled strangely: "Just say it casually." ”

Everyone didn't ask, but closed the door and left strangely.

Two hours later.

The door of the room was opened again, the visitor did not knock on the door, his footsteps were steady and trampling, and he said to Mu Wenxiang in the bed: "Mu'er, I know you haven't slept yet." ”

"Uncle. Muwen peeked out of the quilt.

Liu Yuanhu pressed his hand, signaling Mu Wen to stop getting up if he was injured, he sat down on the edge of the bed, and sighed deeply: "Mu'er, I have really wronged you in the past two days." Uncle also wants to find justice for you, but it's a pity that the people in the Douling Hall are powerful, and we can't afford to provoke them. ”

Mu Wen saw the vicissitudes of age from his uncle's face, and said sensibly: "Uncle doesn't have to blame himself, I can still bear this hardship." ”

"That's good, that's good. Liu Yuanhu nodded approvingly, and his eyes deepened: "Remember to bear with the words, but don't go to the Zhao family for revenge." In case there are three long and two short, how will my uncle explain to your father who is not a servant in the future. ”

"Uncle, you're too worried. Mu Wen replied seriously: "I have been hiding for so many years, how can I still expose my identity now." ”

The stone in Liu Yuanhu's heart was put down, he was afraid that Mu Wen would be impulsive, and now seeing that Mu Wen's surname was as easy-going as water, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said, "Mu'er, how much do you like Li'er?"

"This" Muwen said.

Liu Yuanhu stood up, Mu Wen watched him walk to the window under the moon and gaze at the night sky, and his uncle's voice came in a low voice: "The Zhao family doesn't know what method they used to collude with those Douling Hall people, and now in Bluestone City, even if the Wang and Liu families join forces, it will be difficult to compete with the Zhao family." You have also seen that the Zhao family came to propose marriage, and now Li'er is sixteen years old, and she should be about to leave the cabinet. Uncle is willing to see that Li'er is with you, and the premise is that you are willing to put aside your identity as a swordsman. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Yuanhu turned his head: "You don't have to hide it from your uncle, your uncle knows that you are still cultivating the sword spirit." In fact, with your qualifications, if you are willing to abolish the current sword spirit to cultivate the Yuan Spirit, it will not take two and a half years to naturally make a splash again. Although the strength of the sword servant will be much worse than that of the sword servant if you practice it again, it will avoid all the crises, so that the uncle is also willing to marry Li'er to you under the pressure of the Zhao family. ”

Mu Wen was not moved, and resolutely replied: "Uncle, Mu Wen does have a good impression of Miss Liu Li, as for the extent, I don't know and I don't want to think about it." It's impossible for me to throw away my identity as a swordsman. There are still so many things to do and difficulties to overcome in the future, and I will not leave it all behind for her. ”

"Hey. ”

Liu Yuanhu sighed and said casually: "I guessed that you would answer like this." This stubborn temper is almost like your father's. That's it, but you can rest assured, even if you don't want to give up your identity as a swordsman for Li'er, Uncle I won't easily marry Li'er to a vicious dog like Zhao Tianqi. ”

"Understood. Mu Wen nodded and said, "Uncle, I'm a little tired. ”

"It's time to rest. Liu Yuanhu stroked the quilt for Mu Wen, and when he went out, he turned around and reminded: "Don't remember not to go to the Zhao family for revenge, with the three spirit kings of the Douling Spirit Palace, you are not the opponent of so many of them." ”

Mu Wen replied with a smile on his face: "I know." ”

"Squeak. The door closed.

The room was silent again, and the moonlight was like a layer of silver gauze gently covering the ground, so still that only the sound of breathing and the beating of the heart beat one after another.

Mu Wen meditated cross-legged, and the injury caused to himself by Zhao Mei's kick was not as serious as outsiders imagined.

This kind of meditation is done to adjust the body to its best condition, and secondly, to pass time.

Since Liu Yuanhu left, an hour and a half has passed.

It was late at night.

The entire Liufu has fallen asleep, and only a few family members are still patrolling with lanterns.

Mu Wen poked his head out and found that the light in his uncle Liu Yuanhu's room was still on, thinking that he couldn't drag it any longer, closed the door and took out a set of night clothes from under the bed.

After putting it on, Mu Wen came to the mirror to take a look, a well-groomed and light body, with a ribbon around his waist, which made the not tall look more slender.

All over the body, only a pair of eyes between the eyebrows and a few strands of hair at the corners of the eyes are exposed.

jumped out of the window and walked quickly, and after a few jumps out of the yard, he easily jumped over the not high wall of the Liu family.

On the street late at night, the midnight black fog jams the road ahead.

A black figure, breaking into the black.

Gradually, it became one.

He came out of the darkness again and stood on foot in front of a mansion that showed great luxury.

"Zhao Mansion", the two big characters on the plaque are like fire, and the high temperature is like a fire.

The heat penetrated into every vein in the body, burning fiercely.

In front of the gate of Zhao's mansion, four red lanterns were hung high, and the two rows of guards on the left and right were dozing off in a daze.

At night, he was wearing a black night suit, and this kind of person simply engraved the word "suspicious" on his face.

The servants showed their swords and shouted: "Stop, what man!"

Mu Wen kept walking, and his right hand pulled the hanging chain around his neck, which was hanging outside his clothes, and Mu Wen was usually hidden in his underwear, which was a long wooden tube that was only the length of his little thumb.

"Smart, open. Mu Wen gestured with his five fingers in the void, and the small wooden cylinder in his hand flashed with light, turning into a delicate four-foot-long wooden cylinder at a speed visible to the naked eye. The probe took a wooden sword from the wooden barrel and tied it to his waist.

Although this wooden sword looks very delicate and has various carvings, it is still a wooden sword.

To be precise, it should be a wooden sword made of ancient wood on one side, which is the ancestral treasure of the Mu family. It is not a sword spirit, it is simply a weapon of a sword attendant, called the Seven Star Luosha, and its purpose is not to cut and stab the enemy, but to allow the sword holder to strike out the sword qi in his body with the greatest strength. Even the rare material of Gu Youmu can multiply the power of sword qi.

Mu Wen walked towards those who were still staring, didn't say a word, and swung the seven-star sword from left to right from two meters away.

Lingwu-level sword qi, the color of the white rainbow is completely gas-like, and the volume has tripled under the increase of the seven-star sword.

A single sword qi pierces out like the gaseous state of a sword.

And at this moment, with Mu Wen's big swing, Bai Hong's sword qi flew out like a scythe for half a moon, and in an instant, the family in front of the door was lazy and cut in two, leaving only one alive.

Stepping on a pool of blood, stepping into the door in the panic of the living housekeeper,

Mu Wen deliberately didn't kill him, and not long after, under the shouts of this family, a large number of Zhao Mansion personnel poured out, and some of them came out with trouser belts while running.

This is the front yard of the Zhao Mansion, and most of the people living there are collateral clansmen and a large number of minions and servants.

Among the servants, there are mostly solid martial artists, and the people of the side clans are probably Yuan Ling, or the realm of spirit disciples, or the realm of spirit masters.

When they saw Mu Wen coming in so distractedly, and walking so chic, so calmly, they immediately opened their mouths and scolded: "Where did the dog thief come from, did he dare to come to death after eating the bear's heart and leopard, even the Zhao Mansion dared to break in!"

Mu Wen was still speechless, and while moving forward, he put the seven-star sword on his chest, raised his index finger and cut it horizontally at the top of the hilt, and read in a voice that was neither light nor heavy: "A hundred swords are unsheathed." ”

Frightened!

Suddenly, a sword spirit burst out of his body, and when he arrived in the world, he changed into a half-real and half-virtual blue long sword.

In order to look good, Mu Wen deliberately controlled the sword spirits in his body to fly out from behind together.

In the eyes of Zhao Fu, this was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, only to see one sharp sword after another, "swishing" from the long wooden tube behind Mu Wen's back and flying out one after another.

How many swords were in this wooden tube, and how did it fit in? The people in the Zhao Mansion were stunned and their jaws dropped.

Soon, the eyes were glazed.

Mu Wen's hundred swords had already come out, and he glanced at these frightened people from the Zhao Mansion with cold eyes, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he controlled the hundred sword spirits to stab back at their bodies from the sky.

The sword swims like a snake, and the blood blooms like a flower in the throat.

Walking in the bloody cry, Mu Wen's face under the mask was not hot at all, it was still calm, only the little essence in his eyes was spreading.

The seven-star sword in his hand didn't swing again, and he only relied on the hundred sword spirits around him to kill the dazzling river of blood.

He walked to the backyard of the Zhao Mansion, and no one could stop him.

The men along the road were killed, and no one was allowed to run away to report the news, only around the frightened and trembling female dependents.

In the midst of their unamplified cries, Mu Wen stepped into the backyard, and his figure disappeared into the depths of the light like a ghost.