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"It's seriously injured. It shouldn't be able to escape far. The key point is to monitor it around here!" Chen Muyu said to Fang Tianzheng, and then looked at Dawa Mountain in the distance. "Once the Mojiao escaped from trouble, he didn't cry or make trouble. After escaping here overnight, I always feel that it has some kind of purpose, but I just don’t know where its destination will be?"

Several other people also nodded repeatedly. Chen Muyu was right, they also felt the same.

Logically speaking, after being sealed for a thousand years and finally getting out of trouble, shouldn't it let out a big show and directly cause trouble?

But it didn't. If Laifeng hadn't said it entered the Qinglong River, no one would even notice it.

It went upstream without stopping, and it was obviously moving with a purpose.

Will its purpose be this Dawa Mountain?

Or, further afield?

No one knows this question.

All that can be done now is to wait for it to appear again.

…

After the battle, the scene was in a mess, and the thick dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. There was still a trace of the setting sun on the horizon, and the golden light shone on the Qinglong River, making the river water more yellowish.

Everyone left.

On a hilltop not far away, two people stood.

If Chen Muyu were here, he would be able to recognize it as Huang Ying and Huang Fu.

"Girl, why don't you help?" Huang Fu asked doubtfully.

In the situation just now, if Huang Ying took action, Huang Fu believed that it would not be impossible to contain the ink dragon.

Huang Ying shook her head, "Help? Help that Mo Jiao?"

"Well……"

Huang Fu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

Huang Ying said, "That Mo Jiao has the blood of an old friend, so killing him would be a disgrace to me..."

Huang Fu understood and said no more.

"Besides, with my current strength, it would be difficult to contain it!"

Huang Ying said, a lotus leaf sprouted from her feet, and she flew directly towards the river.

After traveling up the river for two or three miles, Huang Ying stopped.

Her right hand slowly opened, and a fist-sized bead appeared in her hand.

The beads shone with golden light, and they looked like they were anything but ordinary.

"Are you looking for this?"

Huang Ying held her beads and looked at the turbulent river, not knowing who she was talking to.

The river is roaring, rolling eastward, and the waves are several meters high.

There was no response.

Huang Ying didn't mind either, "Recover your injuries and come to Huanggou Village to find me!"

After saying that, he threw the beads in his hand directly into the Qinglong River.

Without even a wave rising, the beads had sunk into the river and disappeared.

Glancing into the river, Huang Ying turned around and left without saying anything else.

Huang Fu followed closely, even though he was confused, he didn't dare to ask anything.

…

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Many days passed without any news at all. The Wushu Association found nothing more. The ink dragon seemed to have disappeared and never showed up again.

It might have died. After all, Chen Muyu's sword attack must have seriously injured it. The Dragon-Slaying Sword's additional properties have natural lethality against dragons and snakes. It would take a long time to heal the injury. A lot of energy wasted.

Therefore, even if the ink dragon is not dead, it must be hiding in a corner to heal its wounds. If it is smart enough, it will never show up.

As time goes by, the Wushu Association's monitoring efforts have gradually become smaller.

It's just that the scenic spot on the Lingyun Mountain side is temporarily closed. It is said that the Giant Buddha is to be repaired. The Wushu Association headquarters has sent experts to strengthen the seal. There is no way to know how dangerous it is down there, so there can be no more surprises.

Gong Daquan and the others also left after a few days.

Bu Qingyun also returned to Yuzhou. Before leaving, he warned Chen Muyu and was careful to be on guard. The ink dragon was not easy to mess with. If Chen Muyu hurt it, he would most likely come to him for revenge. If anything happened, he would be notified in time.

Chen Muyu didn't care. Anyway, if there were too many lice, they wouldn't bite anyone, and if there were too many debts, they wouldn't be a burden. So far, how many people have been offended?

First there was the willow demon, I don’t know where it is hiding, and now there is another black dragon. What are you afraid of? It’s time to eat and play. Let’s wait until it comes to you. Even if the dragon-slaying sword can’t kill it, it’s a big deal. Use a flying knife to kill the immortal.

Speaking of the immortal-killing flying knife, one day half a month later, Ma Santong brought two people to Qingshan City and found Chen Muyu again.

One of them, Chen Muyu, knew Dai Junyi from the Dai family.

The other one is a young man, about the same age as Chen Muyu, about twenty-four or five years old.

He looks like a five-year-old, but his temperament is a little bit arrogant.

We met at a teahouse next to Qingshan Square in the city center.

Ma Santong was just a companion who could not be offended by anyone. He mixed water with the three of them and gave them a brief introduction.

"Mr. Yao, this is Brother Chen Muyu and Chen. If you have anything to say, say it openly. But there are two things. Don't fight and don't curse. Otherwise, it will be really difficult for me!" Ma Santong said sarcastically. said.

He somewhat nodded and bowed, groveling, and Chen Muyu shook his head repeatedly, not knowing what he was afraid of.

Chen Muyu drank tea by himself and ignored the two people in front of him.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"cough!"

Dai Junyi coughed lightly.

"If your throat is dry, drink more tea!" Chen Muyu replied lightly.

Dai Junyi's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, "Young man, you want to see someone from the Yao family. I have already brought him. This is the 30th generation grandson of the Yao family, Yao Chen. You can follow the agreement now. Did you return the things to me?"

Chen Muyu raised his head and glanced but said nothing.

"Young man, are you going to break your promise?" Dai Junyi looked unhappy.

"No, I'm a spitting person. Every word I say is like water thrown out. I never break my promise!"

Chen Muyu shook his head and glanced at the young man next to him, "It's just that you talk so much and you don't have any proof. You said he is from the Yao family, is he from the Yao family?"

"you……"

Dai Junyi was directly aroused, "Can this still be fake?"

"Who knows!"

Chen Muyu shrugged, "What if you randomly find a mute on the roadside and say he is from the Yao family? This is possible!"

"Asshole!"

The young man next to him got angry and slammed the table, "Boy, who are you calling mute?"

"Oh? So you can talk?"

Chen Muyu looked at Yao Chen in surprise. From the beginning to now, this guy has just been showing contempt without saying a word. People who didn't know better thought that this guy was mute!

This Yao Chen has a bad temper. He reaches out to grab the teapot and throw it at Chen Muyu.

He was only in the Yuanshen realm, so Chen Muyu didn't pay attention to him at all. He directly pointed his finger at Lin Kong on the back of his hand. Yao Chen suddenly missed and spilled boiling water all over his crotch.

"ah!"

Screaming because of the heat.

Dai Junyi quickly asked the waiter to bring him a handkerchief. It was boiling water. It would definitely burn the skin of his brothers.

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