you let go

An Shi smiled: "Brother, please tell me."

Mu Shuning put down the tea bowl and coughed lightly: "I see that your excellency is extraordinary, are you really just a casual cultivator?"

Mu Shuning knew that he asked abruptly. He saw that An Shi was dressed as a scholar, but the things revealed in his bones did not match An Shi's identity as a scholar at all. Things such as temperament could not be disguised at all.From his words and demeanor, Mu Shuning even felt a sense of familiarity, although he couldn't tell exactly where it was.

An Shi also put down the tea bowl: "Xiao Sheng's words are true."

Every sentence is true.

Mu Shuning didn't have any doubts, he tapped on the table lightly: "Then Your Excellency..."

"Just call Xiaosheng Anshi."

Mu Shuning glanced at An Shi uncomfortably. He always felt that he and An Shi didn't seem to get along that well, and everything was weird.

"Then why do you suddenly want to come out to practice? This kind of hardship can be eaten or not. For you casual practitioners, focusing on cultivation is the best choice."

"That's not all. Although improving our cultivation base is our first goal, Xiaosheng believes that only by seeing more things, experiencing more things, and seeing more people, will there be a qualitative leap in mental state, which is of no benefit to self-cultivation. No harm, just a higher risk."

Mu Shuning remained silent. This kind of thought coincided with that of his master.

"If you are acquainted with my master, you will definitely be recognized by him."

An Shi suddenly became interested: "I don't know what kind of person is the master of Xiongtai?" As soon as the words came out, An Shi became nervous.

Mu Shuning's face darkened, and after a long time, he said, "He is... a very strict person."

An Shi followed up and asked, "Do you have a bad relationship between master and apprentice?"

Mu Shuning didn't want to say more, but replied patiently: "It's okay."

Okay……

An Shi heard these perfunctory words in his ears, and suddenly felt a small opening in his heart, which was astringent and a little painful.

At this time, the two had their own concerns, but they didn't know that they were surrounded by black-clothed killers who were very good at hiding their bodies and sounds.

Mu Shuning stood up: "Where are we going next?"

An Shi looked at Mu Shuning and thought for a while: "Anywhere is fine, how about going to the medical center to help?"

Mu Shuning seemed to have the same intention. Just as he was about to get up, all five senses were connected, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable killing intent surging around him.

An Shi also felt it, but he didn't show it on the surface, and said, "Let's go?"

Mu Shuning suddenly said: "You go to the clinic first, I have something to settle."

Mu Shuning intuitively felt that these murderous intentions were aimed at him, and had nothing to do with An Shi. If he accidentally involved innocent people, he might not feel at ease for the rest of his life.

An Shi suddenly grabbed Mu Shuning's clothes and asked, "Where are you going?"

Mu Shuning hesitated to speak, pulled An Shi's hand away, and shook his head at him.

An Shi mouthed to him: "There are situations around, I'll be with you."

In an emergency, An Shi even forgot to call himself "Xiaosheng".

Mu Shuning was slightly taken aback.

An Shi took Mu Shuning's cool hand: "Let's go, don't go to the medical clinic for now, Xiaosheng knows that there is an excellent place to enjoy the moon."

An Shi didn't point it out, fearing that those desperadoes would start killing in such a downtown area.

Mu Shuning felt the slightly warm temperature of An Shi's palm, looked up at him, and suddenly felt that An Shi's aura had changed.Become powerful and fierce.

Mu Shuning was suddenly confused.

An Shi squeezed Mu Shuning's little finger, as if to comfort her.

There are many mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, but the mountains are not high, only Jingqiong Mountain towers into the sky.

An Shi held Mu Shuning's hand all the way, and the two walked slowly on the moon, leisurely and comfortable.

Mu Shuning was so obediently led by the little scholar, she even forgot to break free.Inexplicably, he felt a sense of security in getting along with this scholar who suddenly appeared on the way.

For some reason, that sense of security came from the bottom of his heart, making him rely on him wholeheartedly.

An Shi chuckled softly: "Are you nervous?"

Mu Shuning suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Why did this scholar who was respectful to him at the beginning suddenly start to tease him as if he had unlocked something.

Mu Shuning said uncomfortably, "Your Excellency, you are joking." After speaking, he pulled his hand out for a long time, but failed. Only then did he realize that An Shi's hand was holding him very hard.

An Shi has now begun to let go of himself, laughing lowly, the laughter is deep and full of texture.

At that moment, Mu Shuning only felt that his heart was hit instantly.

"It's broken, what does this scholar mean?" Mu Shuning thought in his heart.

The moonlight was lightly splashing on this path, no one was coming, it was quiet and peaceful, An Shi suddenly thought that it would be good if he just walked on like this.

Unfortunately, they are still fleeing for their lives.

Suddenly, only a whistle was heard piercing the silent night, and An Shi's eyes suddenly turned cold under the night.

Mu Shuning moved quickly, sacrificing Chi Ge, and holding it in his hand, the faint red light illuminated half of his face.

"Not good." Mu Shuning raised his sword to block it, and kept an eye on his surroundings so as to be on guard against emergencies.

Anshi spread out the folding fan, and under the moonlight, the fan bones seemed to be made of metal, reflecting the light shiningly.

All of a sudden, a whistling sound came through the air, and Ming Di made a sound against the wind, fast and ruthless, and went straight to Mu Shuning's eyebrows.

An Shi waved his wrist, as if he wanted to block Mu Shuning with his fan.

"Anshi, be careful."

Mu Shuning shouted, and at the same time used Chi Ge to block the murderous whistle arrows. The whistle arrows were extremely powerful, and the skill of the arrow shooter was not low. The arrow's high-speed rotation was extremely powerful, and its power was not reduced even if Chi Ge blocked the way , as if he would not give up until he hit something, Mu Shuning was pushed back several steps by the whistle arrow.Metal collided and even wiped out sparks.

An Shi frowned, and the fan that was about to make a move immediately turned in a different direction, blocking the whistle arrow that was attacking him.

The situation on Anshi's side was a bit better. He used ingenuity to overcome rigidity with softness. He flipped his wrist somehow, and relieved the mighty force of the sentry arrow. on the ground.

The two of them took a breath, but the other side did not give them any room to breathe. It is conservatively estimated that there were four or five people ambushing in the distance. In an instant, three or four sentry arrows came towards the two of them demanding their lives.

Fortunately, the two of them hadn't completely let go. They were prepared and moved lightly to avoid the pursuit.

Mu Shuning took advantage of his free time and said, "Anshi, you should leave now, their target seems to be me."

An Shi frowned slightly without any trace: "Why are they staring at you?"

Mu Shuning said in his heart: "Someone wants me to die without anyone noticing, why not?"

On the surface, he said: "I don't know, maybe I have formed some kind of enemy secretly."

Once the topic was diverted like this, Mu Shuning would naturally not mention letting An Shi leave again, so An Shi complied, and fanned himself with a fan.

"This place is not good for us. They are in the dark and we are in the light. All our performances are exposed to their vision. It would be best if there is a forest."

An Shi said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to find Linzi here, but if they are allowed to come to the open place, the situation will be greatly reversed."

"But there are a lot of them. I'm afraid we won't have any advantage even if they get to the light."

An Shi waved his hand to stop another oncoming whistle arrow, and pulled Mu Shuning to his side: "Do you believe me?"

Mu Shuning hesitated.

Anshi's fan was wrapped in a cool wind, which made Mu Shuning's whole body chill.

Mu Shuning looked up at him: "Are you really just a casual cultivator?"

An Shi hooked the corners of his mouth, and was about to speak when he opened his mouth. Suddenly, Mu Shuning's expression turned cold, and he galloped to attack the wind.

The man in black holding a sharp blade and Mu Shuning fell apart as soon as they touched each other. He didn't love to fight much, and he landed with double blades as lightly as a cat.

By the moonlight, Mu Shuning could see clearly that it was a man with a sullen expression and a scar between his eyebrows.

An Shi's nerves were tense for a moment, but soon returned to normal. Mu Shuning said that what can't be broken can't be built. Now he wants to see how "broken" it is going to be.

"Who are you?" Mu Shuning asked cautiously.

The man licked the sharp blade lightly, looked at Mu Shuning with frivolous and disdainful eyes: "The one who came to take your life."

Mu Shuning laughed uncontrollably: "There are not many people who can take my life."

The man continued: "I am one of them."

As soon as the voice fell, only three neat sounds of "shua, shua, shua" were heard, and suddenly there were nine men in black standing neatly behind the man. These nine men were all wearing veils on their faces, and their movements were exactly the same. , I can't see the difference, just look at it, it's like copying and pasting.

Mu Shuning's face turned cold in an instant: "Puppet Master?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "I miss you so much, the grave of the person who called me by my name last time is already a foot high."

To say that this puppet master also has some origins, and in terms of seniority, he can still be regarded as Luo Zhu's uncle.The puppet master's real name is Wu Jiu, the younger brother of Wu Moyu, the leader of Xuanyue Poison Sect, and Wu Moyu joined Xuanyue Poison Sect to learn art from a teacher.The Xuanyue Poison Sect is located in the western borders, and those witchcraft and puppet techniques were already prevalent, but the head of the Xuanyue Poison Sect at that time thought that these were crooked ways, so he listed the classics that recorded these as evil, and did not allow any People read and study, if there is any violation, the discipleship will be stripped immediately, and the cultivation base will be abolished.

Wu Chen was still young, and those rebelliousness and curiosity occupied his heart. In the end, in order to pursue power, he secretly learned these forbidden techniques.There will always be a day when the paper can't contain the fire. After being discovered, Wu Chen was crippled by half of his cultivation, and was expelled from the teacher's school, and his notoriety spread far and wide.

Mu Shuning smiled wryly, feeling that he was somewhat similar to Wu after all.

Then, Wu Chen became more and more proficient in the art of puppetry, and was famous in the cultivation world for a while.At that time, the four masters would fear him a little bit.

At that time, Mu Shuning was still young, but Yan Qing mentioned it a few times.

And now, this puppet master who is well-known in Haoyue Continent actually came to hunt and kill him in person, what an honor he is.

An Shi's complexion became a little ugly.

Mu Shuning put Chi Ge on the ground and said, "The junior and the senior seem to have no grievances or enmities."

The scary thing about the witch puppet technique is that the person who controls the puppets can instantly summon countless puppets. These puppets can be made from dead corpses, living people, or even souls, and they are extremely powerful.

And the people who were besieged by the witches and puppets lost their lives before they even figured out who was the controller.

In order to stabilize Wu Chen, Mu Shuning also had to lower his posture.