Touching her somewhat hot cheeks, Mu Bingning couldn't help but think of her first encounter with that person.

When that person came to Guanwai for the first time, when he was blocked outside Duhua Guan, everyone was watching the play, including her Mu Bingning.

Everyone thinks he is a joke, after all, how dare a hairy boy in the early stage of a saint go to block the gate of a saint's city, one person fights one city? Except for the patriarchs of the three sects, no one dared to believe that there were such saints in the world at that time.

But what? In the end, Hui Ming Buddha was defeated by the three swords, and he fought the fourteen saints alone, and he was able to gain the upper hand, forcing the three patriarchs to join forces, which could suppress him who was invincible at that time. And until now, no one is sure who will win and who will lose in that big battle in that small world, although many people think that he lost, but Mu Bingning doesn't think so.

During the big war, she was looked down upon for the first time, so when she fought, she rushed to the front, and naturally felt the deepest feelings about that person's swordsmanship, so she didn't think that person really lost, at least not as badly as some people guessed.

Moreover, no one knew that before that person went to the door of death, he had come to her Shadow Moon Pass alone, stole her long-cherished Baihua Brew, and when she came back, he took advantage of her unpreparedness and pinched her little face and said a word viciously.

"Xiao Nizi, you rushed the hardest when you just fought, if it weren't for Xiao Ye'er's excellent swordsmanship, your little face might have been spent a long time ago, and you will miss Xiao Ye'er in the future, do you know?"

After saying these words, the man slapped her buttocks hard, and then ran away, saying as he ran: "It is worthy of a saint, and it feels good." ”

When Mu Bingning came back to her senses, she chased her big sword that was much higher than the door panel, but when she chased to the door, the bastard was gone, and Mu Bingning could only put away her weapon hatefully.

What happened later is rarely known, the eighteen cities outside the gate just feel very strange, I don't know what happened for hundreds of years, obviously there is no demon invasion of the dead gate, there will always be a large wall collapsed inexplicably, and then let the Mo family immortals who are responsible for stabilizing the city wall can only repair frequently, complaining.

Everyone speculated that it was caused by a bastard when he was drunk, but only a few saints knew that it was Mu Bingning seeking revenge.

No one knows that every time at this time, the Holy Ancestor will secretly run to Dao Ancestor, so that Dao Ancestor, who has the deepest understanding of the Dao of Heaven, can exert his supreme supernatural power of watching mountains and rivers, drinking wine and watching the play, and the two of them will comment from time to time.

Later, I don't know what happened, anyway, Mu Bingning never looked for that bastard again, and that bastard never stole Baihua Brew again.

Mu Bingning suddenly remembered one thing, when the Holy Ancestor passed out the phrase "Gongzi is unparalleled in the world", many people were filled with righteous indignation, and they all felt that the Holy Ancestor was threatened by a certain bastard, so they said such an involuntary sentence, many Confucian saints were even ready to desperately prepare with that bastard, if it wasn't for the Holy Ancestor to stop it, a big war would have broken out outside the gate.

"Childe is unique?"

Mu Bingning didn't know what others thought, but Mu Bingning felt that the comment of the Holy Ancestor really matched that person.

"Sister, sister."

Just when Mu Bingning was thinking about it, a petite-looking girl who looked very similar to Mu Bingning suddenly recklessly broke into the attic, in the saint's private territory, there were no rules at all.

Mu Bingning turned around, sorted out the palace clothes in an instant, and sat down in front of the guqin again, the little daughter's posture disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the one sitting there at this time was the Cold Moon Saint, one of the saints guarding the gate in the world.

After the girl broke in, she suddenly threw herself into Mu Bingning's arms, Mu Bingning had no choice but to catch her, and then scratched the girl's nose with a pampered face.

"How old are you and so reckless, it's not a shame."

The girl didn't care about her sister's teasing, but buried her face in Mu Bingning's chest with a wicked smile, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt the frankincense in her nose.

Mu Bingning's face was slightly red, and she twisted the girl's ears and lifted them.

"Mu Binghan, are you looking for a fight?"

The girl is Mu Bingning's twin sister Mu Binghan, and Mu Binghan is the only one in this world, who can tease this female saint like this without being punished.

"It hurts, it hurts, sister, let go quickly, otherwise I won't tell you the news of my brother-in-law."

was twisted by his sister's ears, Mu Binghan could only admit defeat and cry out in pain.

Mu Bingning's little face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense, where did you come from, brother-in-law, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will throw you into the Shadow Moon Pool to retreat for a hundred years, see if you dare or not." ”

Hearing her sister talk about Shadow Moon Pool, Mu Binghan seemed to remember something terrible, her little face turned pale, and she quickly begged for mercy.

"Don't don't, sister, I'm wrong, isn't it just a joke, as for throwing me into the Shadow Moon Pool? I'm not your own sister. ”

Ignoring Mu Binghan, who was coquettish, Mu Bingning opened his mouth directly and went straight to the point.

"Tell me, what excites you so much."

Speaking of this, Mu Binghan showed a signature evil smile on his face, but before the words in his mouth could be spoken, he saw his sister Mu Bingning pouting with a "speak well" look, and the sassy words in his mouth were swallowed immediately, and he obediently said the matter.

"Sister, let me tell you, I just came back from Grandpa Daozu, and I happened to see Grandpa Daozu peeking at my sister...... Some bastard. ”

Almost leaking his mouth again, Mu Binghan hurriedly patted his majestic chest. I saw that there was trembling and towering, and the scenery was unique.

Mu Bingning didn't see her sister's small movements, and asked with an unchanged face, "What's the matter with me?" You go to Dao Ancestor to make trouble again. ”

Mu Binghan pursed his lips and retorted unhappily.

"How can there be, I'm very well-behaved, look at the whole world, except for that person, who else did Grandpa Daozu let into his little hut."

Mu Bingning looked at her sister with a smile, seeing that Mu Binghan looked uncomfortable, and quickly changed the topic.

"Sister, do you know what that person is called in the world now?"

When he said this, Mu Binghan smiled evilly.

Mu Bingning's face was expressionless, as if he didn't care about this matter.

Knowing her sister's temper, Mu Binghan didn't stop saying it because her sister didn't ask.

"His name is Jiang Guining now, hehe......"

Mu Bingning's little hand clenched tightly, and then immediately let go, and the action was so fast that he didn't even notice Mu Binghan, who was a saint in the later stage.

"So what?"

Mu Bingning picked up the tea and took a sip gently.

Mu Binghan, who was waiting to see a good show, saw that her sister didn't react, and was immediately disappointed. However, Mu Binghan is a character who can't hide her words, and she didn't cut off the topic because of this, although she didn't see the expected picture, she still picked out some things about Jiang Guining and told her sister.

What kind of sword slashed the demon kun, sold hexagrams on the street, and the most important thing was to say the Dao number of the god operator, saying that the bastard was very angry with Daozu at that time, and Grandpa Daozu almost couldn't help beating people with his own hands.

Mu Binghan laughed so much that tears came out of his eyes, but he didn't notice that the chill around his sister was getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, when Mu Binghan finished laughing, Mu Bingning nodded at the door of the attic with a pointed chin, and the meaning was obvious: Is it over? When you're done, hurry away.

"It's really indifferent, no wonder sister, you can't catch up with your brother-in-law."

Mu Binghan got up and patted the round, and the words in his mouth came out without his brain.

As soon as the words came out, Mu Binghan knew that something was wrong, and secretly glanced at his sister, only to see that his sister's eyes had narrowed, so frightened that Mu Binghan didn't dare to say a word, got up and ran.

When Mu Binghan ran away, Mu Bingning's face immediately became cold and cold, and he closed the door with a wave of his sleeves, and arranged an enchantment with his hand.

After doing this, Mu Binghan waved his right hand, and a big sword appeared in his hand.

Mu Bingning pointed at the door of death with his sword, his face was gloomy, and he waved the giant sword in his hand.

The giant sword is heavy, and the moves are windy.

Mu Bingning waved and said, "You like to watch people take a bath, right?" Love voyeurism, huh? When you come back, the old lady will let you take a good look. ”

No one could have imagined that the Cold Moon Saint, who is cold and noble on weekdays, would be the same as a woman in the world at this time.

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After drinking wine, Jiang Guining still felt that something was wrong, this feeling of chilling all over his body, he hadn't experienced it for a long time, the last time he had this feeling, it was when he was a child and secretly bewitched the stupid big man to peek at the widow taking a bath, but he was told by the stupid big man.

That beating, Jiang Guining still remembers it vividly.

Before he had time to think about the past, Jiang Guining suddenly looked at Lu Yangsheng, and then said softly with a smile on his face.

"Yo, that's good, isn't it? Good boy, I'm really underestimating you. ”

Then Jiang Guining poured another drop of wine and sent it to Lu Yangsheng's eyebrows.

Can't see your surroundings clearly? That's okay, Lu Yangsheng was running his aura over and over again, and his consciousness was quickly rampage through his body.

Anyone who goes up the mountain knows what to do if you go to an unfamiliar place and are afraid of getting lost? It's very simple, then go, walk more, as long as you walk more, get used to it, and you start to be familiar with these routes, and you don't have to be afraid of getting lost when you close your eyes.

That's right, Lu Yangsheng relied on this stupid method of rampage, and began to become proficient in his body little by little.

After I don't know how many times I walked, Lu Yangsheng felt very tired at first, but then I didn't know what was going on, and the fatigue was suddenly swept away, so Lu Yangsheng hit again and again, and the speed became faster and faster.

When Lu Yangsheng was desperately trying to familiarize himself with his body, the town suddenly became foggy, and everyone in the town suddenly felt very sleepy, even the patriarch and others who were guarding the spirit of the ninth master also felt a little uncomfortable, and soon after, the whole town was as silent as death, and even the wild dogs barked wildly at every turn on weekdays, and there was no sound at this time.

The fog gradually became heavier, and there seemed to be some strange sounds in the fog, which was very permeable.

Eventually, the fog enveloped the town, and in broad daylight, the town was foggy and ghostly. The exception to this is a small hut.

At this time, if someone looks at the town from afar, they will definitely feel that the thatched hut is like the bright moon in the dark night, and it is unique here.

After the fog surrounded the hut, a figure came out of the fog, which was also composed of mist, making it difficult to see the face.

"Is it a bit too much for my predecessors to do this?"

The figure spoke into the hut, but the words he spoke were not in the town's dialect, hazy, as if some ancient language had been lost.

Jiang Guining took a sip of wine, with a cheap smile on his face, and said indifferently: "Is it too much? No, if you don't accept it, you can beat me up. ”

The figure was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't imagine that the other party's dignified saint would be such a scoundrel.

"Go back, don't mess with me, I don't want to deal with you, someone will settle accounts with you in the future about the here, don't make trouble for yourself."

The figure still wanted to speak, but was slapped away by Jiang Guining's palm, and the fog of the town was dispersed.

For a moment the town passed through like that strong wind, and there was no trace of smoke.

The townspeople also woke up slowly, not knowing why they suddenly fell asleep.

After everything returned to normal, Jiang Guining said to himself: "Someone has to be beaten!" ”

There was some schadenfreude in his tone, but for some reason, the chill reappeared.

So somewhere in an unknown space, someone vomited blood, and just about to open his mouth to curse, he was slapped again and passed out completely.