you let go

Yan Qingshi suddenly felt exhausted physically and mentally, and he said lightly: "Go back."

The little boy ran out as if he had been pardoned, with Mu Shuning's clothes still on his body.

Yan Qingshi knew that Mu Shuning didn't want to see him now, but now that Mu Shuning had a demon in his body, and even used tricks to go down the mountain alone, how could he feel at ease?

If Mu Shuning couldn't bear to think about jumping off the love cliff any longer, what should he do at this time?

Yan Qingshi felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, he really hated his feeling of powerlessness.

What's more, in Jingqiong's impression now, Yan Qingshi was still closed, and most of his disciples were all practicing outside, and he couldn't find anyone who could talk.

Yan Qingshi returned to his room, sat stiffly facing the table, for a long time, wrote four words on the paper: my apprentice has returned.

He folded the paper carefully, the process was extremely slow, as if he was conveying some important secret.

The paper was tied to the leg of a carrier pigeon, and it was about to be sent to Wu Moyu, the Xuanyue Poison Sect.

Of course, he didn't expect it at all. It was these short four words that shocked Wu Moyu, and directly made this mysterious leader travel thousands of miles from the main altar of Xuanyue Poison Sect in the Northwest. Came to Jingqiong Mountain.

Mu Shuning quietly sensed his inner demon. It was still in the incubation period, so it was relatively safe.

What he has to do at this time is to push himself to a dead end, to play the zither at the moment of life and death, at the moment when the inner demons and external threats exist at the same time, in order to seek a chance of life, inspire his own potential, and completely subdue the zither.

If it succeeds, the inner demon will dissipate, and Xieyi will be used by him, and all threats will no longer exist.But if you lose, you will end up dead.

Mu Shuning knew in his heart that this situation was nothing more than a lost soul.

Ghost Crying Forest is close to Jingqiong Mountain, and he had already been there before returning to Jingqiong Mountain. Even if Yan Qingshi wanted to find him, he would exclude Ghost Crying Forest first.

This bought a lot of time.

But he didn't expect that Yan Qingshi had navigation.Moreover, Yan Qingshi is not the only one who has navigation.

When Mu Shuning was standing on the outskirts of Ghost Cry Forest surrounded by four men in black, Mu Shuning knew that she was thinking too simply.

The past two days have been so muddled that he forgot that there is Chu Yuqing who has always wanted his life.

Mu Shuning simply looked around for a week. Among the four men in black, the highest cultivation had reached the peak of Golden Core, and the lowest was also at the peak of Bigu, and the other two were all late Golden Core.

Mu Shuning looked at his current cultivation in this shell, and he just started bigu.

Chu Yuqing thinks highly of him too.

But this is also good, just to save him from looking for death by himself.

Chi Ge had been thrown on Wanjian Peak by him a long time ago. The only thing he can barely use as a weapon now is the piano.

The eyes of the four men in black were like poisonous snakes, silently sizing up Mu Shuning with the greatest malice in the world.

Mu Shuning cleared his throat: "Everyone, isn't it unfair for the four of you to treat me alone?"

No one paid any attention to him, and one of them even thought he was provoking, so he raised his scimitar, and the blade drew a sharp line, and attacked Mu Shuning.

Although Mu Shuning's cultivation base has not improved much, his body is much stronger than before. The muscles of his whole body are slightly in shape, and his whole body is much more agile.

Mu Shuning backed away abruptly, dodging the deadly knife, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm not ready yet."

They could fight in groups, so why single-handedly, the men in black exchanged glances with each other, and they all rushed forward, all scimitars surrounded Mu Shuning from all directions and rushed towards Mu Shuning.

Mu Shuning was startled, but his movements were not slow, and he dodged the group of knives neatly. The next second, he pulled out the piano from behind, and swung the four men in black off guard. "Bang" with a loud noise, Xieyi collided with the person's body, and with great strength, the four men in black pressed one on top of the other like dominoes.

The loud noise made Mu Shuning feel distressed. He looked at Xieyi eagerly, not knowing what kind of material it was made of, but it was unscathed.

Mu Shuning was relieved, and looked up at the man in black.

I saw that the man in black was extremely professional. As soon as he was knocked down, he got up quickly, so fast that Mu Shuning didn't even have time to react.

It was just a trial stage just now, and Mu Shuning knew it well, the next thing was the dinner.

The eyes of the man in black at the peak of the Jindan stage paused, and the next moment, invisible coercion emanated from him, the ground trembled, the birds were silent, and the pressure pressed against Mu Shuning's heart, and Mu Shuning The spiritual power of the whole body was mobilized to resist this mighty and powerful coercion.

The figure of the man in black at the peak of Jindan teleported, and the scimitar pointed directly at Mu Shuning's throat.

Mu Shuning's brain felt the killing intent, and his nerves were transmitted extremely quickly, but his body's reaction was still very slow. He tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the fatal point, and the machete pierced his shoulder, and blood gushed into a thread in an instant.

Mu Shuning hissed: "Good brother, or you tell me who asked you to kill me, so that I can understand."

The men in black turned a deaf ear, and all made killing moves at Mu Shuning.

Mu Shuning ran away in embarrassment: "Stop, stop, if you tell me who wants to kill me, I won't resist immediately, and let you kill me directly, okay?"

As soon as Mu Shuning finished speaking, a scimitar stabbed at his back, and he dodged sideways, just as a few drops of blood overflowing from his shoulder fell onto Xieyi.

Even Mu Shuning didn't notice that the strings of the freehand piano suddenly glowed with a faint red light.

Mu Shuning hugged Qin and stood silently by the side. He still had an old injury on his shoulder.

The men in black naturally also saw Mu Shuning's old illness, and they rushed forward as if they had found a breakthrough.

Mu Shuning didn't plan to go around in circles with the people in black to cultivate feelings, he said coolly, "Is it Chu Yuqing?"

Hearing this name, the men in black were startled.

Mu Shuning continued: "What benefits did he give you?"

The men in black looked at each other and reached an agreement that this man must be eliminated.

Mu Shuning said again: "You and I are both from the same sect of Jingqiong, born from one root, why do you have to fight to the death?"

Jing Qiong's family?

When the men in black heard these four words, they all froze.

Among them, the one who was at the peak of Bigu asked aloud: "How do you know?"

This sound is equivalent to revealing everything.

Mu Shuning curled her lips: "No matter how much you pretend, no matter how you use your unfamiliar weapons, the aura born in Jing Qiong, the vitality from Jing Qiong, you can't hide it. Do you think I'm blind?"

As soon as these words came out, the man in black at the peak of Bigu directly pulled off his mask.

His face was pale, the corners of his eyes hung down, and he looked mean.

After seeing the face clearly, Mu Shuning smiled.

He had some impressions of this person. When he came to Jingqiong to worship his teacher in Qin Yuxing's shell, it was this person who pushed him down the dozens of steps in front of Jingqiong Mountain Gate.

Rui Hong.