Text Chapter 537: I can't swallow this breath

"It's moving, it's moving!" When Mu Sen's brain regained consciousness, the first thing that came to his ears was this surprised sound. Mu Sen slowly opened his eyes, first hazy, and then gradually clear.

Li Huairuo's big face was about to be pasted, and the distance was so close that his breathing could be heard. Mu Sen was excited, and then like a little girl who had been violated, he shouted in a sharp voice, "What did you do to me?!"

Li Huairuo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then rolled his eyes, and smiled maliciously, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, that's right. Remember to check out. The original horror on Mu Sen's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he said in a very flat tone.

"Phew!shameless!" Li Huairuo scolded.

"Hehe, when am I going to have my face?" Mu Sen said disdainfully. At the same time, he swept his gaze to the surroundings, the classical Chinese tables and chairs, the wood-colored floor, the shelves full of books, and a few pots of leafy plants on them, he was sure that this was his room.

Not because of the decoration of the room, but on the wall next to the bed, there is a picture of a person. On the picture scroll, Mu Sen is dressed in white, holding a sword, graceful and heroic.

As for why a person with a knife should draw a picture of holding a sword, this is a long story. But in a nutshell, this is Mu Sen and his last stubbornness.

The heart of sword cultivation will not die! The spirit will live forever! Do not abandon and do not give up!

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In addition to Li Huairuo, there are also Shui Ning'er and Wei Ling around Mu Sen. Seeing Mu Sen wake up, they all looked happy, even a cold Wei Ling, who showed a relieved expression. Shui Ning'er's eyes were a little red, which made Mu Sen very emotional, although this world is often so cold that people want to wrap their clothes tightly, it is still a little warm.

Just when Mu Sen was moved to say something, Li Huairuo came up again, and he said with a smile, "Xiao Sen, are you very moved by what I just said?"

Mu Sen didn't react for a while, "What's the matter?"

"It's 'moved!' Li Huairuo smiled in confusion.

"Huh?" Mu Sen was still a little confused.

"Alas......" Seeing Mu Sen's reaction, Li Huairuo sighed faintly, and then he said, "If you die one day, what do you want people to say about your body?"

Mu Sen: "Say what?"

"Of course it's moving! It's moving! Hold the grass, live!" Li Huairuo said excitedly.

Seeing Li Huairuo like this, Mu Sen sighed in his heart, some people now have already eaten the routine, and they are as deep as the sea when they enter the routine, and they are passers-by from now on. So Mu Sen showed a compassionate look and said, "Do you think that I can wake up, and it has something to do with your words?"

Li Huairuo's face was smug, "Isn't it okay?"

Mu Sen nodded affirmatively, "Actually, it doesn't matter. I just had a long dream in which I was beaten by a group of people and then I was scared to wake up. ”

In this regard, Li Huairuo scoffed, "Scared to wake up? This reason is not good at all." Can you scare me awake again?"

Mu Sen tilted his neck and lay on the bed with his eyes closed. After three breaths, Mu Sen opened his eyes and said with palpitations, "I've been scared awake again." ”

"Huh?"

"I dreamed of the crowd again, and they said to me, 'Why do you dare to come back?!!' and I woke up in an instant. ”

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Anyone who has been with Mu Sen for a long time has a deeper ability to chat than the other. In the end, it was Wei Ling who couldn't stand it and interrupted their unnutritious nonsense. This is being chased and killed by Senluo Palace, can you be serious and take it seriously?

"What's going on outside now?" Mu Sen asked, his consciousness only remaining in Li Changhe's loud snort, and he didn't know anything about what was going on.

"Now that the entire Qingyang City is under martial law, the soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion and the three major war groups have all been scattered out of the camp, patrolling all parts of Qingyang City day and night, in case the Senluo Hall will make waves again. At the same time, the dean, the city lord, and the three generals will take turns to sit in the martial arts department and strictly protect your safety. They're also crafting talismans for you to increase your chances of surviving the next eight assassinations. Wei Ling said.

With so much information, Mu Sen didn't ease up for a while, he brushed it and said, "Are you saying that Sen Luodian's assassination is not over? This is just the beginning? There are eight more to come?"

Wei Ling nodded solemnly, "This is the consistent style of the Senluo Palace. ”

"I'm forked ......"

"Senluo Palace, you fork ......"

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Mu Sen scolded excitedly, he had never been in contact with Senluo Hall before, and he didn't know what was going on with Senluo Palace. He didn't expect that Senluo Hall would still have this rule, once it didn't work twice, twice it didn't work three times, until nine times. You have a lot of kung fu to build socialism!

"Say it's fat and it's still gasping?!If labor and management don't kill this damn killer organization, labor and management won't be surnamed Mu!"

Looking at Mu Sen, whose face was a little red, Shui Ning'er brought Mu Sen a glass of water, and then said with some jealousy, "Xiao Sen, Sen Luo Hall is not as simple as you think. ”

Mu Sen drank all the tea that Shui Ning'er had brought over, "Is it powerful?"

"It's more powerful than you can imagine. Shui Ning'er replied, and then she told all the information about the Senluo Temple.

The more Mu Sen listened, the more shocked he became, originally in his opinion, no matter how strong Sen Luo Hall was, it could be stronger than the people's dictatorship? The friends I know are also peerless fierce people like Yao and Jin Qianzi. These cards are played outward, and it doesn't take a minute to make Sen Luodian kneel and call Dad?! You don't know anything about the people you provoked! This is the script in Mu Sen's imagination.

But now it's a special drama, Maji, where is my big knife?!

"Xiao Sen, are you okay?" Seeing that Mu Sen was stunned, Shui Ning'er asked with some concern.

Mu Sen came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I'm fine. ”

"We need to take a long-term view of this matter, and now we need to ...... the top priority"

Mu Sen's thoughts began to diverge again, he didn't hear Shui Ning'er say anything at all, his face was cloudy, sometimes red and sometimes white, and finally his breathing began to become heavy. Everyone noticed Mu Sen's situation, they were a little worried, they were about to ask, only to see Mu Sen directly grasp the teacup in his hand and smash it, he said loudly, "No, I can't swallow this breath! I have been bullied to the door by others, if I don't fight back, how can I be in the wilderness in the future?!"

"Xiao Sen, be cautious...... Li Huairuo cautiously persuaded.

Mu Sen simply jumped up from the bed, "Be cautious, fart! Spread the news to me, a Senluo envoy will change his head for a book on the art of war!"