Mu Jiu didn't speak along the way, just hurried silently, but although he was very anxious, he was also sensible, he didn't rush crazy and didn't sleep, he noticed that his body was at his limit, and immediately found a place to sleep, lay down and closed his eyes to sleep, and woke up and continued to hurry.

was silent and didn't urge, but her way made people feel even more distressed.

Wei Jiamu Jiu only brought Wei Bing, and Xiao Junshu was there from the south wind, the west and the hoarfrost added later.

Bai Shuang originally knew that Xiao Junshu came to Yan Kingdom and came to talk to Xiao Junshu about something, but when such a thing suddenly happened, he could only follow and take a look, he had not returned to Chu State for many years, so he just took this opportunity to go back.

He knew that the Mingguang monk was the cousin of their Mu master, and the relationship was still good, and he knew less about the rest, but he didn't dare to ask about this situation.

Take a simple break, eat casually, replace dry food, and continue on your way.

"Ah Jiu."

Xiao Junshu suddenly shouted, and Mu Jiu turned his head to look: "Huh? ”

Xiao Junshu suddenly stretched out his hand, scooped Mu Jiu into his arms and hugged her tightly, and kissed her forehead: "Let me lean on for a while." ”

Mu Jiu didn't move in an instant, whether to let him rely on him, or whether he wanted her to rely on it, she could still tell this.

There was no struggle, he leaned down in his arms, his hands around his waist, but he did not speak.

They were on the road all the way, and they had been receiving news that Mingguang was still besieged in the end.

After the blood Bodhi demonic hair back then, countless people in the martial arts went one after another to kill him and make him famous.

Over the years, nothing major has happened in the martial arts, so that many people with chivalrous dreams have no chance to show it at all, and now there is a demon monk who has practiced the Blood Floating Massacre, and a group of people have heard the wind, as if they have instantly found their ambitions and life goals, and they want to kill Mingguang to make a name for themselves.

One by one, in the name of the Demon Destroyer, they began to search and hunt for Mingguang everywhere with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

In the news that Mu Jiu received, Mingguang appeared a few times, and he had already killed a lot of people.

Although many of them did not die at the hands of Mingguang, but some people took advantage of the chaos to kill people and blame Mingguang, but those martial arts people were like having no brains, they didn't even check the truth, and when they saw a dead person, they pressed the charges on Mingguang's head, and shaped him alive into a demon who killed people without blinking.

Xiao Junshu and Mu Jiu sent people to look for them, but they saw Mingguang's figure, but they were quickly lost, and there was no way to protect people at all, but those people in the rivers and lakes kept blocking them, going forward and successively, and they were extremely excited.

"It is said that the demon monk is the Demon Skill Blood Floating Massacre created by the Blood Bodhi three hundred years ago, and he has killed dozens of people, and he has become bloodthirsty and crazy, and he has no humanity."

"This kind of demon monk who harms the common people, everyone will be punished, and we will definitely find him and kill him, so that he will not continue to do evil."

"Brother Zhang is exactly what I want to say, it is our duty to punish adultery and eliminate evil."

"Yes, we righteous people will never tolerate such demon monks as a disaster."

It was also upgraded to the common people.

"But aren't you curious? That Blood Floating Slaughter is said to be the most powerful exercise in the world, and over the years, I have heard that there are many crooked and evil people who have practiced this exercise, and they have all killed themselves, why can't that monk think of practicing such an exercise? ”

"Heh, maybe he is greedy for the strength of the exercises, but as a result, he is not greedy enough to swallow elephants, harming others and himself, and he is simply a scum."

"It is said that he is still the apprentice of the Buddhist holy monk Master Yuan, what holy monk? I think it's blown, an old bald donkey who sells his reputation. ”

"You said that this demon monk practiced the Blood Floating Slaughter, will the old monk also practice?"

"Not really, right? The name of the master is quite big, and many people in the rivers and lakes have received his favor, and they should not be people with bad intentions. ”

"Oh, I don't know my heart when I know people, some people look respectable on the surface, but in fact, maybe they are a sanctimonious scum, he practiced secretly, if he didn't go crazy, who knows?"

"yes, you have to be careful of this ......"

In the restaurant, a group of sword-wielding people in the rivers and lakes talked while drinking, and the rivers and lakes that had been calm finally appeared today's major event, and the whole rivers and lakes were boiling in an instant, and people could be heard talking about it everywhere.

In the box above the restaurant, a group of people dressed up sat there to eat and rest, Xiao Er went in to replace the tea, and took a sneak peek, tsk, the people in this room are really good-looking.

Any one who walks out is a handsome knight, if those girls see it, it is estimated that they will not be able to walk in an instant, but it is a pity that this room is very cold, and they feel very stressed when they walk in.

Especially the most handsome man in black and the young man next to him in a white fox fur, the two of them have the most outstanding appearance, but their complexions are also the most cold, and their noble and photogenic momentum is not like a person in the rivers and lakes at all, but like a nobleman.

However, there is such a big thing in the rivers and lakes, and it is not surprising that there are aristocratic sons who hear the wind and come to see the excitement.

Just put down the teacup, and suddenly saw the black-clothed boy holding the hand of the white Qiu boy, Xiao Er's soul trembled with shock, he seemed to see something that should not be seen, so that when he walked out, he was the same hand and foot.

The room was silent, and only Bai Shuang noticed Xiao Er's reaction, and glanced at the two masters, tsk, this dress is indeed quite misleading.

But even if it's a misunderstanding, it looks pretty pleasing to the eye, uh, something seems wrong......

Mu Jiu leaned against the window, dressed in men's clothes, she looked handsome and cold, like a delicate and beautiful son, like a piece of jade that was not carved hard, very eye-catching.

She listened to the high-minded talk of the people downstairs, she didn't have any expression, but the coldness in her eyes was deeper, and there was a little anger.

Naturally, she would not go down to kill innocents indiscriminately against these people, although their remarks were ugly, but they were just like the crowd, and they were not guilty of death.

Besides, now there are people everywhere who say this, even if she kills, she can't kill them all, so why bother to kill in vain?

However, she was still uncomfortable in her heart, and she was always angry, and it was thanks to Xiao Junshu who kept holding her hand that she was able to restrain herself more.

The temperature of Xiao Junshu's palm was not very high, wrapping her hand, giving her strength warmly and silently.

She wanted to tell him she was okay, but she couldn't fool herself, she wasn't too good right now.

Mingguang, she really doesn't want anything to happen to him.

Although there is no evidence yet, Mu Jiu has a lot of reason to suspect that this may be the next move of the Ying Tiandao people, the three points of the world have been decided, and he should be the Tiandao people even if he has access to the mandate of heaven, but now the emperors of the three kingdoms are not something he can control, and he has no choice, so he can only start with the people she cares about.

Wei Jin has a lot of people around them, and even if he wants to, it is not so easy, and it is easy to be found to fight back.

Only Mingguang, he was alone, and he was extremely important to Mu Jiu, that was the best goal.

But why did Mingguang have a bloody slaughter? Didn't he depose her in the first place? Why did he practice such exercises? Or did he not use his internal force to abolish Mu Jiu's martial arts, but ...... Instead, he absorbed her exercises into himself, but used his Buddhist exercises to nourish Mu Jiu's muscles and veins?

Mu Jiu didn't dare to think about it, he always felt pain all over his body, how did Mingguang spend the past three years?

(End of chapter)