His heart suddenly pinched, and Mu Chen hurriedly got out of bed with a bamboo sword and committed himself to hiding behind the bamboo row.

Secretly sticking out his head to look, he saw a sneaky figure sneaking in the dark, wearing a night suit, definitely not a disciple of the Bamboo Sword Hall.

Resting and concentrating, he slowly crouched down.

The thought that the person who came might be an accomplice to the group that forced my mother to death made my heart beat wildly, as if I was about to jump out of my body!

Mu Chen swallowed his saliva gently, these few days of life have only made him calmer and washed away his impatience, but in the face of the enemy, he still hates it to the core!

"My parents have never quarreled with the world, and since I can remember, they have only taught me to be kind to others, disaster relief and save people, but they still want to force my mother to death!"

Every sleepless night, as long as he thinks of those who have ruined his peaceful life, he will grit his teeth, and even if he crushes those people to ashes, he cannot remove the sadness from his heart.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the excitement and nervousness on Mu Chen's face coexisted, he no longer pretended to be himself, and even began to look forward to the moment when he knew the answer.

The sneaky black shadow came into the night, and when he saw that there were no people and no beasts around, he became bolder, and walked into this clearing in a grand manner.

Mu Chen took advantage of the blind spot to sneak back into the bamboo forest from behind the bamboo row, climbed to the top of a bamboo, and carefully observed what the little thief was going to do.

Takebata is also the best place for his sneak attack.

Although the vitality of the demon beast is tenacious and the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, unless the human body is deliberately quenched for decades, or feathered into an immortal, it is impossible not to be injured by the immortal weapon.

The so-called quenching of the body is to quench and sublimate one's own body by the method of making immortal weapons, but the human flesh is mortal, and it is difficult to reach the peak of refining with true fire, and cultivators are still more willing to use the materials of heaven to refine immortal weapons.

Therefore, the term "quenching" is only recorded in the book, and it has not appeared for many years.

After a while, the thief really touched the bamboo pavilion, rummaged through the half-built bamboo pavilion, and said something to himself.

Mu Chen listened with his ears pricked up and did not let go of any details.

"It's strange, that monk obviously said that Zhujian Hall has accepted a new disciple surnamed Mu, why can't you find this person anywhere?"

"It's a real problem, but if I can confirm the identity of the child this time, he should reward me well. ”

"Hey, I just said that the woman was reluctant to let her son die with her, but I don't know how they still have a connection with Zhujiantang, it's really a big bargain for Zhujiantang......"

The thief muttered, and Mu Chen's heart slowly sank.

When the thief walked out of the bamboo pavilion without finding anything, scratching his ears and cheeks by relying on the bamboo row, guessing where Mu Chen went, Mu Chen quietly set up the bamboo sword, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

Waiting for the figure to turn around, Mu Chen leaped deep!

Under the white moonlight, the bamboo stiffened, and a gray shadow quickly rushed to the ground, the sharp sword light cut through the air, and the sound suddenly exploded in the man's ears.

Blood dripped down the bamboo sword, and just now the sword hit the target's right shoulder.

Mu Chen made a trick with both hands again, one step faster than the man in black, instantly cut off the Qiankun bag hanging from his waist, and kicked it into the dark bamboo forest on the side.

"Say, Who sent you?"

"Who are you working for, and what do you want?"

Mu Chen Hengjian stood in front of the man in black, his eyes were like torches, and he asked sharply.

Although the man in black was half-kneeling on the ground and covering his wounds with his hands, he did not have the slightest fear in the face of the half-sized man in front of him, but laughed.

"Hehe, good boy, are you the new disciple of the Bamboo Sword Hall?"

Mu Chen picked open his mask with his sword, but he didn't expect that there was a grimace painted under the mask, and he still couldn't see the appearance of the man in black clearly.

"Who are you, what are you looking for Mu Chen?"

Mu Chen continued to ask him, his spirit did not dare to relax in the slightest, although he had already kicked away the Qiankun bag of the man in black, but for some reason, he was still uneasy in his heart.

The ghost-faced man changed his position sideways, sat on the ground casually, and Mu Chen immediately put his sword against his neck.

"Hehe, kid, don't be so nervous, you see I'm defenseless, my right hand is also injured, what kind of waves can I make?"

"It's you, you can run with a sword at a young age, you are talented, and your bones are amazing, isn't it ......?"

"Did someone give you any panacea?"

"Heh, what do you mean, I've never taken any panacea!"

Mu Chen snorted coldly, and anger couldn't help but rise in his heart.

He has studied hard since he was a child, and no one has ever evaluated his bones and talents except for Qin Xiuzi, so Mu Chen didn't care about these, but just devoted himself to cultivating the Tao.

However, compared to Fu Yi, he did step into the realm of refining and refining qi earlier than ordinary monks.

Ordinary monks can only achieve small achievements after seven years of foundation building, even if they are more talented, it takes five years, but Mu Chen only took three years, which is indeed a little incomprehensible.

"Oh, if that's the case, it's your parents who left you a unique cultivation mantra that helped you cultivate faster and faster?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't speak, if you don't speak, it's the default......"

Under the thin moonlight, the grimace suddenly dawned on him, smiling slyly, and the big mouth painted bright red was cracked, funny and ugly.

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

"What do you want to express, did you sneak up to Zhushan and find it all the way from Guang'an to Shuzhong, just to ask me these two questions!"

Mu Chen was furious, and he wanted to tear his tongue off at this moment to see if he could still glide to his tongue!

But he had never done such a thing, and his right hand trembled.

There was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, but Mu Chen just turned his sword sharply and slashed at the bamboo forest with his sword to vent his hatred.

Seeing this, the ghost-faced man laughed even more unscrupulously, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said something that made Mu Chen's heart tremble suddenly.

"Boy, I know that your mother must have left you something good, rather than letting the people of Zhujian Hall take it away in the future, it is better for you to hand it over to me, and I will let you live. ”

Mu Chen clenched his fists, and the tense nerves were suddenly plucked by an invisible hand, and a silk thread that was transformed into a violent qi crept into the center of his feet along the ground.

The hidden fear was bluntly revealed by the ghost-faced man, his pupils fluttered, and he began to struggle inwardly, but his mouth still retorted.

"You're talking nonsense again!"

"Master Qin Xiuzi treats me very well, and the senior brothers of the Bamboo Sword Hall also ask every day, they are different from you, and they are by no means people who covet other people's treasures!"

"Hehe, then you have been refutating me for so long, what are you hesitating about just now?"

"If you really think they're not interested in what your mother left behind, then why do they have to keep you here?"

The ghost-faced man's voice was light and fast, and seeing that Mu Chen's heart was shaken, he happily pinched the blade of the sword, removed it from the front of his neck, and raised his eyebrows again.

"As for the reason why they haven't done it yet, let me guess, let me guess!"

"Could it be, shouldn't it be a ban on taking things, and no one else can get it except you?"

"Or maybe you didn't even dare to let them know what your mother left for you?"

"Hey, hey, hey, ......hey,