At night, in the downstairs room of the hall. Mu Yuncheng lay on his side on the bed without sleep, looking at the sleeping Mu Qilin, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth. Because Yang Ling went to Lu Mansion with Ye Feiyu, the bed next to Mu Yuncheng was vacant and left for Mu Qilin. And Ding Moshi had already lived in Lu Mansion at this time, waiting for the convening of the Heroes Conference.

"Brother Mu...... Is there something wrong?" Because Mu Yuncheng touched the corner of Mu Qilin's mouth with his fingers, his eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Mu Yuncheng in confusion.

I don't want him to sleep so lightly at such a young age.

"It's okay, you continue to sleep, I accidentally bumped into you when I turned over. Mu Yuncheng smiled and hurriedly explained.

"Hmm, Brother Mu, I want to ...... Go pee...... Mu Qilin's eyes casually glanced away, and his lips pursed in one place.

"Ah, well, I'll help you find the Night Pot. Mu Yuncheng sat up when he heard this, and was about to go down to the ground to find a night pot for him to urinate.

Suddenly, Mu Yuncheng felt a chill on his back, and with the sound of two nails, he turned his head to look at it suddenly, and was shocked to find that a flying knife had been inserted into the wooden pillow that he had just fallen on!

Precise and ruthless!

A cool breeze blew and the window sash creaked and swayed. Because it was summer, everyone didn't close the windows at night, and they didn't want anyone to want to assassinate themselves!

And Mo Yiyue had already woken up when the flying knife was galloping, and there was also a short knife nailed to his pillow.

Most of the people in the room were sent by the family, and they were all very vigilant at night. Even if the sound of the knife did not wake them up, the sound of the knife struck the wooden sleeper was enough to wake them up from their sleep.

Mu Yuncheng looked in the direction of Mo Yiyue, but found that he had already flown out of the window and chased the man who threw the knife.

And when the flying knife dragged the cold mangwei light in front of Mu Qilin's eyes and nailed it to the pillow behind Mu Yuncheng, there was a burst of warmth in his lower body.

Mu Yuncheng saw that he looked embarrassed, and the sheets on his lower body gradually became wet, so he knew that he was urinating on the bed. So he hurriedly picked him up from the bed, took off his pants, and found a clean rag to wipe him off. Although Mu Yuncheng has no experience, he is very neat to do.

But he forgot to sell Mu Qilin new clothes, and now he has nothing to change for him. Mu Yuncheng sat down on the edge of the bed and gently pressed his palm against his forehead, looking tired.

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry. Mu Qilin comforted Mu Yuncheng sensibly, his eyes full of shame.

Mu Yuncheng smiled at him with relief, but shook his head and said, "I should still thank you, if you hadn't gotten up at night, I'm afraid I wouldn't have even had a chance to react, so I would have been a ghost under the knife." As he spoke, he hugged Mu Qilin to his bed, rolled him up with the quilt, and carried him upstairs to knock on Mu Tangtang's door.

Mu Tangtang opened the door when he heard the sound, and when he saw that it was Mu Yuncheng, he hurriedly let him in. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned around and yawned softly.

Mu Yuncheng knew that her sister-in-law had not had a good rest in the past few days because of Song Youming's affairs. Although he didn't want to disturb at this time, it was too unsafe downstairs at the moment, and he had to go out to see Mo Yiyue's situation, so he couldn't let Mu Qilin continue to sleep there. simply sent him upstairs and let Mu Tangtang take care of it.

Mu Yuncheng didn't tell Mu Tangtang about the assassination, but just said that he and Mo Yiyue were going out, and it was too inconvenient for Mu Qilin to live below, and he was not at ease.

Mu Tangtang took Mu Qilin angrily, and complained to him: "Where are you going to go so late? ”

She hugged Mu Qilin on her bed, and it seemed that she had to squeeze into sleep.

"Ahh As soon as Mu Tangtang lifted the quilt, he hurriedly turned his head away, and blushed.

Seeing this, Mu Yuncheng shook his head and sighed: "I'll buy it for him tomorrow, you can sleep with him tonight." ”

"Get out of here!"

Mu Yuncheng hurriedly ran out when he heard this, closed the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was also forced to do so, so what did he care about Mu Tangtang who was still sitting and sleeping this night.

Chasing him down the street, Mu Yuncheng raised his eyes and didn't see Mo Yiyue or any abnormal figure. He subconsciously looked in the direction of Lu Mansion, but he didn't notice the killing intent at the quiet street corner behind him.

The long street was silent, but Mu Yuncheng's steps were getting slower and slower. Noticing something unusual, he turned his head abruptly, but saw nothing.

It's too quiet, it's not normal.

Mu Yuncheng turned around, intending to return the same way.

With two "whoosh" sounds, two black shadows fell from the sky, both of which were night clothes and both masked.

"Who are you!" Mu Yuncheng knew that something was wrong, and took a step back and asked loudly.

This group of people didn't seem to answer Mu Yuncheng's meaning, and they pressed closer step by step, seeing the cold light of the long blade in their hands flickering, faintly revealing a murderous aura.

Mu Yuncheng's throat moved, his steps backwards suddenly stopped, looked behind the two of them and shouted in surprise: "Yi Yue!"

The two hurriedly looked back, and there was no one!

When he turned his head again, Mu Yuncheng had already turned around and ran to the corner of the street.

"Whoosh!" the man took out the flying knife from his bosom, and with a flash of coldness, he dragged the ghostly star tail and threw it towards Mu Yuncheng.

Where could Mu Yuncheng dodge this meteor-like flying knife, but he was stabbed into the shoulder blade by the flying knife and fell to the ground.

Mu Yuncheng covered the wound with one hand, but he couldn't stop the bubbling red blood at all. He flexed his legs to his feet. But unexpectedly, the man threw the flying knife again, and a little cold light was reflected in his clear pupils, which was extremely bright. This flying knife came straight to Mu Yuncheng's vital point, obviously to kill him with one blow.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared around Mu Yuncheng's body, and the flying knife crashed into the golden light and was easily bounced away.

"Sword Fly!" Mu Yuncheng was very surprised when he saw it appear to rescue him again.

At this moment, the sword blade was several feet long, and it was already beyond the size of a snake. I saw that it surrounded Mu Yuncheng with its iron rope body, its eyes bursting with red light, staring at the two of them.

Where had the two of them ever seen such a big wire python? After standing still for a moment, the two looked at each other and motioned for each other to retreat.

Seeing that the two of them were about to run, Mu Yuncheng hurriedly instructed Jian Yu and said, "Catch up, don't let the two of them run away, they want to live!"

The sword flew out with a roar at the command, like a raptor crossing the river, and the speed was shocking.

Those two were no opponents of the sword, and the blade in their hand was instantly transformed into a decoration, and when they touched the sword cold's body slightly, they rolled the blade.

Mu Yuncheng said first, he was caught alive, so the sword didn't dare to be ruthless. With a little exertion, these two will break their tendons and fractures. And his behavior of surrounding the two was too obvious, and the two of them saw their intentions. Knowing that it would be impossible to escape this time, he plunged the blade into his abdomen and committed suicide together.

Mu Yuncheng also knew that the two of them couldn't stop him, so he didn't blame, only sighed deeply at the corpses of the two, and stroked their eyes with his hand. The golden light flashed away, and the sword blade turned back into a small snake and burrowed into Mu Yuncheng's arms.

"Yuncheng!" The soft voice was mixed with concern, who could it be if it wasn't Mo Yiyue?

Mu Yuncheng turned around to look, and sure enough, it was Mo Yiyue who came from behind. Seeing the dead man in black on the ground, and Mu Yuncheng's embarrassed appearance, even if he didn't say it, anyone could guess it.