"When did you have a fiancée?" followed Mu Xinshu out of the restaurant, and under the strange gaze of the two women, Jing Yi, who fled in a hurry, followed Mu Xinshu undepartingly, very interested in Lin Muya's affairs.

Mu Xinshu's face was gloomy, he glanced back at Jing Yiseng, and said expressionlessly, "That's not my fiancée, it's just a baby kiss set by both parents! That Lin Muya, I don't know it, but the name is a little familiar, maybe I saw it when I was a child!"

"Is there really such a thing?" Jing Yi looked at Mu Xinshu in surprise, and said in a daze, "Although I didn't expect it, but this matter is very suspicious, I think the shepherd should be more careful! Then Lin Muya may be pretending to be your fiancée, and the purpose is to arrest you." But if that's the case, then how did Lord Lin know that you have a fiancée? This is a strange matter, and the shepherd should act cautiously!"

Mu Xinshu stopped and glared back at Jing Yi, "She's not my fiancée, ahh

Monk Jingyi suddenly became embarrassed, "Amitabha! sins and sins, the pastoral donor laughed, the little monk is a disciple of Buddhism, how can he have a wife, and the identity of the Lin donor is unknown, the little monk really didn't dare to think about it!"

Mu Xinshu was helpless, he only felt bored for a while, and Lin Muya's appearance vaguely reminded him of the past in his heart. It also evokes the depths of Mu Xinshu's heart, and the youth of home may also be painful memories!

His home is indeed in Chi Shangzhou, the east of the Jingxiu Continent, however, after Mu Xinshu was fifteen years old, he never went back, and the word parents also set off a wave in the depths of Mu Xinshu's heart. Once, his father, who died young, did talk to a friend surnamed Lin about the baby. But twenty years have passed, Mu Xinshu's father is gone, and Mu Xinshu has long left his hometown to wander elsewhere, and he has long forgotten about this matter.

On the bustling street, people came and went, shoulder to shoulder, back to back, the corners of Mu Xinshu's eyes twitched slightly, and he only felt that the atmosphere around him had become a little wrong. In front of and behind him and Jing Yi, suddenly there were a few more unfamiliar faces, these people were left and right, surrounding Mu Xinshu and Jing Yi, vaguely showing a trend of encirclement.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mu Xinshu's mouth, it seemed that when he was in the restaurant, a conversation between Jingyi and Lin Muya attracted the attention of some well-intentioned people. Nowadays, as long as you pay attention, it is not difficult to find the bounty portrait of the pastoral book on the street.

Jing Yi obviously also discovered the abnormalities around him, and said in Mu Xinshu's ear with some concern, "There are several masters of the fourth meridian! More than a dozen people, it looks like they are all a group of people! Be careful, they are all coming for you!"

Mu Xinshu nodded slightly, although he learned the mad word trick and the arrogant word trick sword moves, but the arrogant scripture cultivation did not make his cultivation have a strong improvement, or he was in the late stage of the second meridian, under the siege of more than a dozen watchful scriptures around him, there was no possibility of victory!

Fortunately, these people around him didn't seem to want to make a move in public, or maybe they wanted to catch Mu Xinshu and swallow the bounty alone. Therefore, it also left Mu Xinshu and Jing Yi some time to think about ways to get out of trouble.

Two young men in blue robes walked in front of them, wearing the standard emerald green tree heart wood sword of the tree heart gate on their waists, and the moment the two passed by Mu Xinshu, Mu Xinshu glanced away slightly. The two blue-clothed youths suddenly froze, turned around, and quickly caught up with Mu Xinshu!

"Brother Pastor, is that you?" a crisp voice came from behind him, Mu Xinshu frowned, and saw a handsome face full of surprise appear in front of him, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere with his young and energetic voice, "Ah, sure enough, ......"

"Let's go!" Another blue-clothed young man frowned, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab the younger Shuxinmen disciple in time, and hurriedly turned around and left!

But it was already too late, and after the young disciple of the Tree Heart Sect screamed, the group of sutra cultivators who were still walking quietly in the crowd around them instantly showed their swords.

"Catch him alive! The monk doesn't care about him, don't let Mu Xinshu escape!" As soon as the shout came out, the surrounding crowd was in an uproar, and then they saw more than a dozen Jing Xiu with swords in their hands rushing towards Mu Xinshu!

The faces of the two young disciples of the Tree Heart Sect changed greatly, especially the younger disciple, before he could react, the light on the long sword next to him shone, and the fiery red meridian qi was like a spinning wind blade, flying and blowing from him!

"Click!" The disciple of the Tree Heart Sect suddenly screamed miserably, covering his shoulders with blood flying and his clothes torn, and staggered to the side! Seeing this, the other shouted angrily, pulled out the Tree Heart Wood Sword, and rushed towards the gangster who emitted red meridian qi.

Everyone ignored the two young Shuxin Sect disciples, and everyone's swords were aimed at Mu Xinshu at the moment. And in front of Mu Xinshu, the figure of Jing Yi monk looks very tall and majestic at this moment!

"Bang!" Jing Yi's hands turned into a circle in front of him, and the thick golden light suddenly filled his body, and with a wave of his hand, the meridian qi separated from his body, and directly knocked a second meridian cultivator away!

In the middle of his steps, Jing Yi's golden meridian qi became more and more blazing, and he waved his fists, and the meridian qi was permeated, knocking out the cultivators who rushed up around him. While turning back to Mu Xinshu and roaring, "Hurry up!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the shouts and shouts of killing were mixed, and Mu Xinshu did not heed Jingyi's advice and turned around and left. Instead, he turned around and took two steps in front of the two Tree Heart Sect disciples, and stretched out his hand to grab the Tree Heart Sect disciple who wanted to rush forward to avenge his junior brother.

"It's dangerous here, take him away quickly!" The uninjured Shuxin Sect disciple was only a cultivator in the second meridian stage, and the one who was injured and lying on the ground only had the strength of the first meridian stage. Hearing Mu Xinshu's words, the disciple who was pulled back by Mu Xinshu glanced at him with some surprise.

The situation began to become chaotic, although Jingyi was a master of sutra cultivation in the fourth meridian period, among the dozen or so murderers around, there were also two or three equal cultivators. Two fists are invincible to four hands, seeing that Jing Yi is about to be unable to support it, Mu Xinshu hurriedly shouted, "Mu Xinshu is here, come and catch him, don't let him run!"