After a while, the three of them came to a life inn.

The three of them sat in the corner, and the table was full of spirit beast meat, which could be described as a great tonic for restoring spiritual energy.

Mu Qing was not polite, now he is lacking this great supplement, it is obviously a delicacies from the mountains and seas, but the Shenjimu on the side has no appetite.

"If you want to serve Dan to break through, go ahead, and we can leave if we break through as soon as possible." Mu Qing seemed to see through his mind at a glance.

"Thanks... Young Master Xie. After a thank you, he disappeared directly.

At this moment, only Mu Qing and Lin Mufang were left on the table, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

Lin Mufang looked at Mu Qing, raised her hand to lift the bun on her cheeks, but unfortunately rubbed the veil off the front of her face, and a white and flawless face was instantly exposed to Mu Qing's field of vision.

Mu Qing also stopped what he was doing at this moment and looked at the woman in front of him quietly.

"Is it pretty?"

Lin Mufang saw Mu Qing staring at her intently, and asked a little shyly.

"Beautiful."

Shuqing smiled and had to say. Lin Mufang, who took off the veil, really moved him a little, especially the pair of Danfeng eyes with the cherry mouth, which made people want to go up and kiss it.

Suddenly, a person who was not suitable for appearing appeared, and this person was Yan Zhaojun just now.

"Master, you're eating."

Yan Zhaojun came with a smile and sat directly in the original position of Shenjimu, and Lin Mufang, who saw this scene, could only hold back the fire and endure it.

"Xiao Er, give you the best spirit beast meat..."

“… Serve it to my master. Yan Zhaojun felt uncomfortable after only half of his words, and quickly changed his words.

"No, I'm full." Seeing the visitor, Mu Qing lost his appetite at the moment. Apparently haunted by what had just happened.

"No need to go on, your taste is not to my master's appetite, quickly withdraw them all."

Crowd, "......"

Mu Qing, who left the dining table, came directly to the room, while cultivating and waiting for Shenjimu to come out, Yan Zhaojun also came a few times during this period, obviously eating a pot of closed-door soup, and his life was comfortable.

At the same time, during this time, Manchuria ushered in a bloody storm.

A man wearing a hat and a cloak with a large knife at his waist walked into Manchuria, looked at the roadside vendors, and walked towards one of them.

"Have you seen this man?" His voice was hoarse and low, and he took out a portrait from his bosom and spread it out and placed it in front of the vendor.

"This master, listen to the accent outsiders, now no one in the entire Manchurian City knows Mu Qing, the third young master of the Mu family." When the stall owner saw the portrait, he instantly became energetic, and one got up but accidentally rubbed the man's hat to the ground.

A hideous face was instantly exposed, and a long scar on the face stretched from the forehead to the lips. The chapped lips seemed to have not been watered for a long time, especially the cold eyes, which were not good at first glance.

"Yes... I'm sorry. This scene frightened the stall owner and suddenly lost his passion.

"It's fine." The man said lightly, calmly picked up the hat that had fallen to the ground and put it back on, and then continued to ask.

"How do you go?"

"From... From here to the end! Turn right and you'll be there. The stall owner shuddered! Apparently he hasn't recovered from the shock yet.

"Thank you~"

Under the hat, the corners of the man's mouth curled, his eyelids lifted, the big knife on his waist flashed, and the head of the stall owner in front of him drooped and never raised again.

In front of the pastoral mansion, the man stood still and kept releasing the murderous aura on his body.

In the blink of an eye, the sky above the entire city was eroded by murderous aura, one second it was in the blue sky, and the next moment it became scarlet and bewitching, as if a demon was about to be born.