And after Xu San heard this, he didn't think so, those women in Tianxiang Pavilion were not easy to mess with, if the above situation really happened, the four spies would have died. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Xu San thought so, he didn't want to say this to them, for fear of causing them to panic.

"No, no matter how beautiful those women are, I'm sure they'll have to come back and report the news. Xu San didn't say what he really thought.

"Third brother, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case! Let's hurry up!" said the man with the knife on his back.

"Yes, third brother, let's go!" everyone shouted in unison, obviously they didn't want those women to be preempted by those four spies.

Looking at the appearance of everyone as one, Xu San knew that these people all had a common purpose, that is, women.

"Brothers, be quiet. Xu San continued: "This time it is not as easy as you think, so we should be careful." ”

Hearing his words, everyone muttered in a straight voice, how did Xu San become less courageous, and some women made him afraid of this, which was incredible.

Everyone thinks so, but no one dares to say it.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Xu San naturally knew it, but the reason why he didn't say it was also out of consideration for himself.

"Brothers, don't be impatient, I know that you are eager to make meritorious contributions, but you should be cautious in everything, we will wait a little longer, if those spies don't come again, we will set off!"

Seeing Xu San say this, the man with the knife on his back hurriedly followed: "Yes, brothers, what the third brother said is right, let's wait for a while!"

"Listen to the chief!" shouted the crowd.

Looking at everyone's performance, Xu San smiled at them with satisfaction while looking around at everyone.

......

Mu Ling came out of the council hall and went directly to the room where Zhuo Yifan slept.

She opened the door and went straight to the bed.

Suddenly hearing the sound of opening the door and footsteps, Zhuo Yifan woke up instantly, he hurriedly sat up straight, clinging to the corner of the wall, and examined the people who were coming.

Maybe they were frightened by those bloodthirsty women, for them, this is the first time Zhuo Yifan has encountered such a bloody scene when he enters the rivers and lakes, and it can be said that his memory is still fresh now.

He was not afraid of death, but did not want to die at the hands of these people by such means.

"Zhuo Gongzi, aren't you afraid of death?" she smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and said jokingly: "I seem to be very scared these two days!"

"Is fear of death related to fear?" asked Zhuo Yifan.

"Of course it matters, why people are afraid is because they are afraid of death. If you are not afraid, you may not be afraid of death!"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "I don't think so, being afraid is not the same as being afraid of death, and being afraid of death does not wait for him to be afraid, the former is just a state of mind, while fear of death is a kind of artistic conception." The mood can be adjusted with the environment, but the mood cannot. ”

"Yo, I didn't expect that a young person like Zhuo Gongzi would be able to understand the Dharma, it's really invisible!" Mu Lingjiao said with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan naturally knew that she was mocking herself, and he didn't seem to care about this kind of ridicule.

"You should know that I have been in the monastery before, so I can say that I am a lay disciple!"

"Oh! I don't see it. Mu Ling's face was always full of smiles, and he said with deep meaning.

Seeing her like this, Zhuo Yifan was a little curious: "Miss Xiangyi, the smile on her face never stopped as soon as she entered the door, I don't know if there is anything good that makes you so happy?"

Mu Ling slowly stepped forward, leaned over at Zhuo Yifan, and said with a smile: "You don't know yet, someone will save you in a while!"

"Help me?" Zhuo Yifan's dark eyes were round, a little surprised.

His parents are dead, in this world, except for being alone, there is no one who really cares about his relatives, who can save himself, obviously he can't think of it.

Since there are no relatives to save him, it is obviously not someone who cares about him, and for those who don't care about him, it is the heart of the blood-drinking sword, if this is the case, he feels the same as in anyone's hands.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan quickly regained his composure after being surprised, Mu Ling was surprised: "Zhuo Gongzi, someone saved you, why are you unhappy!"

"Hehe......" Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly bitterly: "The person who saved me is nothing more than transferring me from this cage to another cage, it is the same everywhere for me." ”

"Yo, that's good! I didn't expect you to not only understand the Dharma, but also things outside your body, so thoroughly, amazing!" Mu Ling pretended to admire.

Seeing her disgusting performance, Zhuo Yifan had no reaction to fight back at her except for a wry smile.

"Then you know, who it is?" Mu Ling said.

Zhuo Yifan shook his head, there were many people who wanted that sword, but as for who the other party was, he really couldn't guess it at once.

"You can be said to be old acquaintances!" said Mu Ling, smirking with his cheeks.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan obviously had a foundation in his heart, because someone had already shot at him for this sword before.

"You mean the people of the Flying Dragon Gate!" Zhuo Yifan said.

"You're so smart!" Mu Ling pursed his lips and nodded at him.

Zhuo Yifan was a little strange and said, "Since you know that they are coming, why are you so happy?"

"Come on, I'm worried that I don't have time to find them!" Mu Lingjiao smiled.

Her expressions and movements made Zhuo Yifan feel that her mood was indeed joyful, and she was not pretending at all.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be kidnapped by them?" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Robbery, hehe......" Mu Ling looked up and suddenly laughed.

Looking at her smile, Zhuo Yifan only felt numb all over his body, like poor blood circulation, paralysis of his limbs, and a cold feeling.

"It's a joke I've never heard before. Mu Ling's eyes suddenly stared at Zhuo Yifan, and he stared, "Do you think they can take you away?"

From her eyes, Zhuo Yifan knew that this woman was not simple, her viciousness and spiciness, far more than ten times, or even dozens of times more than those in Feilongmen.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan didn't speak, Mu Ling's gloomy cheeks suddenly drew a charming smile, and said, "Zhuo Gongzi, why don't you speak?"

"I admit it, you are indeed more terrible than those people!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly, although he said so, his expression was very flat.

"Terrible, why didn't I see it on your face?" Mu Ling's beautiful eyes swept his face, his beautiful eyes hid a cold light, and he said in a cold tone: "I think you are perfunctory to me!"

Zhuo Yifan's face was expressionless, and he said in a deep voice: "What I said is true, believe it or not, it's all up to you!"

Mu Ling didn't speak, she slowly withdrew her gaze, and then slowly walked towards the windowsill.

Walking to the windowsill, she stopped, stretched out her onion and pointed to the pool downstairs, and pointed: "It doesn't matter if you are duplicitous, you will be there in a while, and see all the truth!"