Liu Manmang ran dozens of steps before looking back, and Mu Wushuang and Luo Rui, whose life and death were uncertain, had completely disappeared into the darkness. Liu Manmang sighed and walked towards the inn with mixed feelings. Liu Manmang walked to the door of the inn and found that the door was closed, so he went around to the front of Luo Rui's room, where the windows were still wide open, but they were crackling by the strong wind. After Liu Manmang flew into the room with light skills, he walked straight to the outside of Zhang Xiuwen's room. Liu Manmang knocked lightly on the door, the door was opened with a thin slit, Zhang Xiuwen saw through the crack in the door that it was Liu Manmang, so he opened the door a little wider, and nodded at him.

After Liu Manmang flashed into the house, he whispered everything that happened to Zhang Xiuwen, and then whispered to Zhang Xiuwen: "Those two guys are basically helpless, although it is a pity, but it is also a big trouble except for Senior Brother Zhang." Zhang Xiuwen nodded slowly, frowned and looked at Zhang Tingye lying on his bed, and said half-joyed and half-worried: "More things are better than less, and we don't need to be strong here." As for Miss Su, we will have to take care of her in the future. Thinking of Su Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiuwen couldn't help but smile again, Liu Manmang looked at Zhang Tingye who was sleeping on the bed, and also showed a knowing smile.

Mu Wushuang was lying on the cold street, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly felt something pressing on his back. Mu Wushuang struggled to sit up and looked at it, it turned out that he was pressed against Luo Rui's left leg. Rory lay on his back on the ground, his chest rising and falling regularly, as if he were asleep. Mu Wushuang looked at Luo Rui, Luo Rui's sleeping appearance was very quiet, not at all like the fierce female demon just now. Mu Wushuang looked around, there was pink smoke everywhere, and he could only shake his head with a wry smile: "Is it dead? Really, what did you die before you did it? The enemy who killed my parents didn't know who it was!"

Thinking so, Mu Wushuang took off the strip of cloth on his mouth, and another burst of sweet fragrance poured into his mouth. Mu Wushuang smashed his lips, feeling that this mist was actually quite delicious, so he simply took a few more puffs of powder mist into his mouth. At this time, a stammering voice suddenly came: "Brother brother...... Junior...... How about you...... This, this mouthful...... Ahhh......h But his arms were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't exert any strength. Mu Wushuang struggled to turn his head towards the voice, and saw the strange paper figure standing beside him. Mu Wushuang's heart tightened, and he had a little strength in his hand, gritted his teeth and raised his left hand violently to push it towards the paper figure. However, as soon as he raised his hand, he lost his strength, and just touched the paper man.

Mu Wushuang leaned and almost lay on the ground again, only to feel dizzy again. The stammering voice came from the paper man's chest again: "Brother...... Junior...... Don't ...... This, this, this...... Shape...... I...... I...... No, yes, yes...... Villain...... Person...... Uh...... "When Mu Wushuang was dizzy, he only heard vaguely" yes...... The bad guy ......" and couldn't help but say, "I know you're not...... The ...... person said with a smile: "Yes...... Be...... Ah, I'm ...... Books...... Be...... Heavenly ...... The little god...... Trapped in ...... It's ......" Mu Wushuang laughed, and suddenly felt his head sink again. Mu Wushuang pinched his temple with his hand and said slowly, "You are an immortal...... Then why are you trapped here?" the paper man sighed: "Shame on you, it's still ...... No...... Greedy Cup...... ...... by this Wind Wind Lotus ...... Dream Dream ...... Dust to get drunk...... Drunk ......" Mu Wushuang asked in a daze, "What is ...... with dreams?" "Wind Lotus Dream Dust...... That's it...... These pink ...... It's beautiful...... Wine......"

Mu Wushuang shook his head vigorously and asked a little strangely, "Wine?" aren't these...... Not poison...... "Now even he began to stutter when he spoke to himself. At this time, the night wind was blowing stronger and stronger, and when Mu Wushuang was dizzy, he actually felt that his tongue was getting more and more uncontrollable. Li Tianmu frowned and paced back and forth in the inn, always feeling that something was about to happen. Finally, Li Tianmu pushed open the door and went to the door of his wife and Su Xiaoyu first, and heard the mother and daughter inside whispering something, so he felt a little more relieved. Li Tianmu came to his son's room softly. After pushing the door open, Li Yu sat up from the bed and was about to speak, but was stopped by Li Tianmu.

Li Tianmu came to Li Yu's side and asked in a low voice, "Wushuang hasn't come back yet?" Li Yu nodded, and also whispered: "Mu said that he went to the thatched house, but he hasn't seen anyone yet!" Li Tianmu listened to the howling wind outside, frowned and asked Li Aman, "It's seventeen in the blink of an eye...... Boy, do you dare to go out with me to find Wushuang?" Li Yu looked at the whirring window and bit his lip: "What don't I dare! Dad, go!" In fact, Li Tianmu didn't know if it was appropriate to take Li Yu out, but thinking that sooner or later he would have to go out alone, Li Tianmu finally hardened his heart and said to Li Yu: "Lock the door, let's go out through the window!"

When Li Tianmu and his son came to the street, they immediately felt that the wind was blowing, and it seemed that the whole town was surrounded by a strong wind, and the wooden doors and windows were blown to rattle. Li Tianmu opened his eyes for a while, looked around, and suddenly found that there was a gathering powder mist on the other street. Li Tianmu's heart tightened, knowing that if something happened to Mu Wushuang and them, they would definitely be around there. Li Tianmu looked at Li Yu hesitantly, and Li Yu was still blown away by the wind. Li Tianmu hardened his heart and said loudly to his son: "You will follow me in a while!" Li Yu nodded, and the father and son ran towards the pink mist one after the other. After the corner, Li Tianmu faintly saw a person sitting on the ground, looking at the figure should be Mu Wushuang, there was a short man less than four feet tall next to Mu Wushuang standing next to him, and there was a person lying on the ground.

Li Tianmu secretly screamed in his heart, and quickly took out a piece of paper from his arms and clamped it in his hand. After he got close to the two, he faintly heard Mu Wushuang's voice drifting over with the wind: "I...... My Aunt Luo is good-looking...... Compare ...... with my sister Still is...... Worse ...... Far from it. Who wants to please my sister...... Be a wife...... It's up to me...... Answer or not...... "Li Tianmu heard Mu Wushuang say this, his heart was relieved, happy, and a little helpless: he was relieved to listen to Mu Wushuang's words, it should be no big deal, but it was like being drunk; he was happy that Naughty Yu entrusted Su Xiaoyu to him and was looking for the right person; but helplessly, he didn't know who he was talking to so openly. Li Yu also heard Mu Wushuang's voice, and said happily: "Dad, it's the bastard of wood! It's just ahead!" The father and son came to a place three feet away from the powder mist, and felt that there was indeed an indescribable fragrance around them, and this fragrance was very special, and when they smelled it, they felt warm and smoky all over their bodies.

Li Tianmu stared at the round eyes before he saw clearly that Mu Wushuang was actually talking to a paper man. Li Tianmu couldn't help but raise his sword finger and shouted: "Where is the demon!" Mu Wushuang heard Li Tianmu's voice, lowered his eyes and turned his head, and said with a smile: "Master is here......" Li Tianmu ignored him, and caught a glimpse of Luo Rui lying on the ground sleeping soundly. I only heard Mu Wushuang continue: "Messenger...... You let the village chief ...... Help you, he's my master...... It's particularly powerful...... Li Tianmu frowned slightly, and said silently: "Messenger? At this time, I saw that the paper man slowly turned around, and Li Yu saw that this paper man was so terrifying, and immediately grabbed his father's clothes tightly.

I only heard the paper man stammer: "Little ...... God is ...... Epidemic ...... Messenger, Bong ...... Worship the plague god...... Adult's Life...... Come and collect ...... Plague ...... I was ...... Trapped here......" Li Tianmu heard it say this, and naturally put down his sword finger. The plague messenger stammered, and it took Li Tianmu a long time to understand: A few years ago, there was a plague here, and there was a master who asked the plague god to harvest the plague seeds, and this plague messenger was ordered by the plague god to come here to collect the plague seeds. Who would have thought that after he came here, he fell into a trap, and was used as bait by the wine wind and lotus Mengchen and sealed into the paper figures. This wind lotus dream dust is a fine wine brewed in the demon world, rare in the world, and the powder mist in the paper figure is the essence of this wine. The messenger of the plague is a greedy man who sleeps in wine during the day and goes out at night to look for pestilence. When I met Mu Wushuang and the others today, I didn't know how to start moving. After being broken by Luo Rui, the wine spirit dispersed a lot, and the plague messenger was a little sober, he naturally knew that losing the plague seed was a capital crime, and even the plague god would be implicated. Now he can only save his life and that of the plague god by retrieving the plague seed as soon as possible. The plague messenger asked Mu Wushuang for help in a hurry, and Mu Wushuang naturally agreed to him with the strength of wine.