The sun in the sky is becoming more and more dazzling, cloudless and blue.

Looking at the more and more people gathered outside the Donghua Gate, Lin Muzhi became more and more irritable, that damn massage parlor, damn star massage sister.

kept thinking in his heart, just when Lin Muzhi was a little distracted, in the already very crowded crowd, in the northwest direction, the crowd suddenly boiled.

In the noisy sound of the bustling crowd, a passage four or five meters wide soon branched out, and in the eyes of countless people who were either envious or jealous, a red demon tiger the size of a house, with steady steps, soon passed through the crowd and appeared at the front of the crowd.

Wudang Zhenwuzong Du Wenlong, the true martial arts body, practiced for ten months, broke the shackles of the flesh, went straight to the innate nature, and was known as the human dragon in the entire capital.

The red tiger is fierce, and Du Wenlong, who is dressed in gold armor, is even more majestic.

Countless people gathered around Du Wenlong like a tide, and all kinds of flattering words did not need to be piled up, as the eldest disciple of the Zhenwu Sect in the capital, Du Wenlong also had such qualifications.

And more importantly, Du Wenlong enjoys this kind of pursuit and flattery of people.

However, just as Du Wenlong was walking towards the best position outside the Donghua Gate with a flamboyant face and nostrils facing the sky, a figure without eyes and a face full of resentment stood on Du Wenlong's forward path.

The figure blocking Du Wenlong was naturally Lin Muzhi, who was still feeling sorry for himself, to be precise, it was Du Wenlong who bumped into Lin Muzhi's side.

"The True Martial Sect is coming, where did you ......come from?"

A fierce beast knight who followed Du Wenlong's side, when he saw Lin Muzhi's standing figure, instinctively rushed forward and slammed the person who was blocking the way away.

However, when the man rushed to Lin Muzhi, he suddenly stopped the impact of his mount, and even the words in his mouth, after saying half more, were swallowed back into his stomach, and he didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and ran back with a smoke.

"Senior Brother Wenlong, it's Lin Muzhi, and the person in front is Lin Muzhi!"

"What about Lin Muzhi, look at your bear-like appearance, get out, don't let me see you again!"

Du Wenlong scolded angrily with annoyance, and soon drove the red tiger and trotted all the way to Lin Muzhi's side, and the whole person looked at Lin Muzhi condescendingly.

"Lin Muzhi, what do you mean by blocking my way?"

Defeat in the hands of Lin Muzhi is Du Wenlong's only shame in the capital since the new era, in half a month, Du Wenlong has made a lot of preparations, and jointly recommended Lin Muzhi to enter the palace to explore, just to take the opportunity to kill the other party in the palace.

Although the idea is good, but when he really saw Lin Muzhi, Du Wenlong's original high-spirited mentality in his heart was half a cut shorter in an instant for no reason, and it was obvious that when facing Lin Muzhi, the original arrogance seemed very unnatural.

"Bang!"

The halberd fell to the ground, submerging more than a foot into the ground, Lin Muzhi was already on fire in his heart, and after hearing Du Wenlong's voice, he quickly turned his head with a look of interest.

"Du Wenlong, do you remember to eat or fight?" Lin Muzhi looked at Du Wenlong with a smile, although the terrain was not as high as Du Wenlong on the back of the red tiger, but that kind of indifferent momentum firmly suppressed Du Wenlong's arrogance.

"Lin Muzhi, don't be arrogant, in the last battle of Long Street, I was just thinking about your and my colleagues in the past, and I didn't go all out, I advise you to ...... better"

"Return your uncle, come down and talk to me, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will tear your big cat and take it to stew soup to drink!"

Du Wenlong was not allowed to finish his words at all, Lin Muzhi directly interrupted Du Wenlong's words, and as soon as the halberd was raised, the boiling qi and blood boiled above his body like a golden flame, and faintly golden spears were condensed and formed in the void.

Seeing Lin Muyi's appearance of being ready to do it at any time, Du Wenlong felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason, but in front of countless people, Du Wenlong couldn't pull his face again, and for a while, he was a little embarrassed and hesitant.

Just when Du Wenlong was thinking about whether he was going to die to the end, there was a burst of boiling in the surrounding crowd.

"Hey, hey, it's really domineering! In this one-third acre of land in the capital, I don't know who it is, so arrogant?"

In the crowd, two rows of gorgeously dressed young girls quickly rushed out, and joined forces to force a passage in the crowd, and four big men who were already close to the innate realm, carrying a pure white gorgeous bamboo sedan chair, strode from the passage.

On top of the sedan chair, there was a handsome young man wearing a moon-white costume robe and holding a folding fan, and beside this young man, there was a beautiful girl who was also wearing a white ancient costume and long skirt, holding a gorgeous sword.

"Fan Qinglun, the third son of the Fan family in the capital, his family was a hidden cultivation family before, after the new era, this Fan Qinglun even relied on the pure yang capital to worship the Kunlun Yuxu Palace, I heard that he is one of the disciples of the Yuxu Palace!" Yu Shan secretly whispered to Lin Muzhi next to Lin Muzhi.

Lin Muzhi glanced at Fan Qinglun, who was gorgeous in pomp, and said to Yu Shan with a disdainful expression: "I don't know, a pretending man, and I'm not interested in knowing, don't be long-winded!"

Unlike Yu Shan's whispering, although Lin Muzhi's words were not loud, they were enough for everyone within more than ten meters around him to hear them clearly.

"Bold, dare to be rude to the son, kneel!"

Lin Muzhi's voice fell, and he saw the beautiful girl beside Fan Qinglun take a step forward, her qi was vigorous, and pure white light burst out above her body, and the qi waves were rolling.

The beautiful girl was furious, Lin Muzhi was stunned, but he didn't expect that a sword-holding maid beside Fan Qinglun had an innate immortal cultivation.

However, Lin Muzhi can also feel that although the realm of this beautiful girl has reached the innate level, her aura is very obscure and bloated, and it is obvious that the true qi in her body is not refined by herself little by little.

"Fan Sangongzi is angry, this is my inner Dharma Protector Refining Corpse, if it is damaged by your little lover, wouldn't I have to find another corpse?"

Just when Lin Muzhi's qi was fluttering, ready to teach the beautiful girl a lesson, a voice came from the crowd again, sharp and hoarse, like a child's voice, but it was extremely harsh.

With the sound coming, this time, no one opened the way, but the crowd automatically dodged a passage.

Immediately afterwards, a short dwarf wearing a short Taoist gossip robe and about one meter tall sat on top of the head of a giant man more than two meters tall, and walked to the front of the crowd from the passage.

People automatically dodged a passage, not because the dwarf was respected, but because the giant man under the dwarf, with a pale complexion, blank eyes, and a stiff body, knew at a glance that it was a long-dead corpse.

Taboo against the dead, this is also a very common psychology among the Chinese people.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Muzhi was extremely surprised, even his original plan to get angry was thrown out of the clouds, and his eyes looked at the corpse of the giant man who was stiff without blinking, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Corpse boy, unfortunately, I am also going to accept this person as a servant, I'm afraid I want you to find another corpse protector!"

This time, the beautiful girl next to Fan Qinglun didn't speak, Fan Qinglun was on the bamboo sedan chair, a dozen folding fans were very chic, gently shaking.

"There are groups of concubines and countless servants in Fan Sangongzi's family, why don't I give two catties of rice and grain and buy this person?"

"The junior brother is full of sincerity, two catties of rice grain, but it is a bit expensive, hahahaha! This son is cheap, I take it, and the corpse and soul are all at the disposal of the junior brother, how about it?"

"Great goodness!"

Fan Qinglun and the corpse boy discussed Lin Muzhi's life and death casually, as if there was no one around, as if they just regarded Lin Muzhi as a cargo that could be disposed of at will.

At the same time, Du Wenlong, who was originally extremely arrogant, took the initiative to rise down from above the Red Tiger Demon Beast at this time, led a large group of fierce beast knights, and came to Fan Qinglun's side, and said very sincerely: "The third son, this kind of deflated three like cheap grass, how can he be worthy of the son to do it himself, Du Wenlong, the true martial arts sect, is willing to serve the son!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Du of the True Martial Sect, I have a lot of friendship with the Martial Fairy of your Sect, Senior Brother Du has this wish, when I take this son, I will hand it over to the junior brother to deal with, after the junior brother returns to the mountain, say hello to the Martial Fairy on my behalf!" Fan Qinglun glanced at Du Wenlong very indifferently, and said with a smile.

"Thank you Sangongzi, the greetings of the Sangongzi, Wenlong will definitely arrive. Du Wenlong glanced at Lin Muyi with resentment on his face, and then stood behind Fan Qinglun respectfully.

Soon, Fan Qinglun and the corpse boy gathered together and came to the place in front of Lin Muzhi.

"Lin Muzhi, the third prince and the head of the corpse are here, kneel down and ambush, I can consider giving you a good time!"

Approaching Lin Muzhi, with the support of Fan Qinglun and the corpse boy, Du Wenlong, who was originally a little afraid of Lin Muzhi, soon became arrogant again.

Lin Muzhi has always looked at the previous Fan Qinglun, the corpse boy and the others pretending to be forced like a wooden man, and the indifference on his face is not obvious, and he can't see the color of joy and anger.

It wasn't until Du Wenlong escaped again that Lin Muzhi slowly lifted the halberd inserted on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Pretending to be forced to look like this, are you tired?"

"It's like acting in a movie, how hard it is, who will pay you these days?"

"A sissy man, a born cripple, and a man I don't even know how to describe, who is it for?"

"Say a thousand things and ten thousand, and in the end, you have to speak with your fists?"

"Come on, who dares to fight me!"