The leader is fascinated by the righteous way of martial arts again

If it wasn't for the bone-piercing pain he felt all over his body, perhaps Mu Hanling would have thought he was dead.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a small wooden door and window that could be seen at a glance, a wooden cabinet storage box that was as high as a person, plus a small wooden table by the bedside that was obviously old, surrounded by several small wooden doors made at the same time. Chairs, no other furniture items...

Mu Hanling glanced at it and closed his eyes again.He knew in his heart that this kind of treatment was actually considered good, at least, it meant that someone saved him.

Why is it considered salvation?Heh, even though Mu Hanling closed his eyes tightly, he couldn't help recalling the scene of his own death and the person who made him fall to this point in his mind.

What an obsessive person that was.

Mu Hanling succeeded to the position of the leader of Yingtianjiao at the age of 15. He is loved and cared by his master and uncles, and loyally supported by his subordinates. From the outside, he has a charming and handsome appearance, but from the inside he looks He has never had any second thoughts about the relationship he has cared for over the past few years, but even so, he can't suppress a vicious wolf ambition.

When Ying Catholic discovered the conspiracy, Mu Hanling was still unwilling to believe that that person had betrayed him just like that. The submissive compliments in front of his eyes turned out to be just hypocritical illusions. After all, illusions cannot stand the test. He just took a little trouble. A small test, unexpectedly revealed the true nature of the people.

So what if you find out?For his sake, I made use of the elders, uncles and elders who I trusted by my side, but when I looked back, I found that he was surrounded by his people.

"Mu Hanling, you can't escape. I have swallowed my anger by your side for so long, and finally planned all this. How could I let you escape?"

Swallow it?It turned out that Mu Hanling thought that he treated each other sincerely, but it was just flattery, now he is besieged by others, who can he blame?

A cavity of hatred supported him to escape to the Beiping Mountains. When he fell down, he thought he would just die and let others abuse him, but God opened his eyes and let him be rescued.

"Squeak—" The old wooden door was pushed open from the outside, making its own unique sound.

Mu Hanling opened his eyes, and the man who came through the door with medicine came into his eyes.

This must be his savior, Mu Hanling thought.

He is slender and has steady steps. Even though he is wearing a coarse green dress, it is difficult to hide the elegant posture of the person who comes. It is a pity that even though this person has a handsome face, his expression is a little cold, which makes people feel a sense of distance for no reason. Too willing to be close.However, just a few steps away from the door to the bedside, Mu Hanling knew that this person must possess martial arts, but he was still not sure how deep it was, and he was still observing.

Even the savior, to Mu Hanling who just had an accident at this moment, is like a frightened bird, who has to analyze every little disturbance around him, fearing that he will be used again.Heh, but what is the current self worthy of being used by others?He really has nothing now.

"Get up and take your medicine."

Cold and alienated, this is Xiao Heng's first impression of Mu Hanling. He should be the one who saved him, but it's so cold that it's hard for people to feel grateful and warm for this savior. It's really funny.

Mu Hanling gritted his teeth and endured the pain all over his body, and he only raised his body to barely lean on the head of the bed, trying to control the trembling of his hands in order to catch the bowl of life-saving soup and put it into his mouth.

He was really lucky that the person who saved him was this cold man. This man just brought the soup in front of him and let him drink it himself, instead of preparing to feed him full of pity. With a bit of poor self-esteem left, at least he can still move, drink medicine by himself, and barely take care of himself, so revenge is not beyond hope.

"Who are you, where is this place?" After drinking the medicine, Mu Hanling asked, eager to know his current situation, including where he is now, who is the person who saved him, and how to inquire about it As for the situation outside, that person hasn't sent people to chase after him, and so on.And all he can say now is to ask who this person is, whether he is his enemy, whether he will cause harm to him, whether he is worthy of trust, etc. He wants to know too much, so he can only inquire step by step.

"Xiao Heng."

The visitor seemed to be only ready to answer his first question.That's right, most people in the Jianghu are defensive, not to mention that he is unwilling to reveal where he is, and he is not even sure whether his name is real, just like Mu Hanling himself, who is preparing to When Xiao Heng asked his name, did he make up one?

However, he failed to fulfill his wish, because this Xiao Heng didn't even seem to have the intention to ask who he was. He took the medicine bowl after drinking the soup and medicine, and was about to turn around and leave... It's good, so that he doesn't have to work hard to make it up again. a pseudonym.But...Xiao Heng...

Mu Hanling silently read this person's name, which seemed familiar.Had he seen this man before?Reminiscing that he didn't ask his own name, could it be...

"you know me?"

Mu Hanling asked suspiciously, but saw that the man seemed to be taken aback, looked at his face again seriously, and then shook his head.

"do not know."

His expression does not seem to be fake, it seems that he does not know himself.

After saying this, Xiao Heng made sure that Mu Hanling had no intention of speaking again, so he put away the empty bowl in his hand and walked out.

When he walked out, Mu Hanling was stupefied for a moment, this person... is really interesting, since he doesn't know himself, doesn't he even care about the names and status of the people he saves?Judging by his age, he is probably about the same age as me. Why doesn't he have the most basic curiosity of young people at all?Really amazing.

But because of this, Mu Hanling heaved a sigh of relief. At least, he didn't have to spend all his time making up his identity or name, so as not to waste his energy in vain.What he needs to do now is to recharge his energy, and in the future...

Mu Hanling closed his eyes, and the only thought before falling back to sleep was revenge...

Mu Hanling woke up again, with a little strength in his body, he propped himself up to sit up, and saw a small table next to the bed with a bowl of noodles on it.

"Could it be that Xiao Heng cooked it for me?" Mu Hanling thought to himself, there is no one else in this mountain. Since Xiao Heng saved himself, there is no one who would want to harm him, and he and Xiao Heng were not in the same place before. Knowing, there is no hatred.

Even though he comforted himself so much in his heart, Mu Hanling still made some mental preparations before picking up the noodles. After all, he only drank a bowl of medicine before waking up, and he was already very hungry.

I don't know how long the noodles have been cooked. Mu Hanling knew the temperature from the edge of the bowl when he held it in his hands, but it doesn't matter, he can use a little internal force to warm up the noodles and eat them. It's cold in winter. It's really hard to swallow.

Holding the bowl in both hands, Mu Hanling sighed slightly, his dantian was empty...

What about his internal strength? ? ?

Mu Hanling couldn't believe it, so he closed his eyes and tried again...

"Clang..."

The sound of the noodle bowl hitting the ground sounded...

"Ye Boguang!" Mu Hanling was so angry that his teeth were chattering. He roared, but he couldn't feel the pain in his body. He got up and put everything he could touch, no matter tables, chairs, benches or simple wooden storage boxes. All smashed.

smashed...