Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

Jingle Bell.

The bell made of colored glaze fell off the owner's hand and fell to the ground.A black magic energy struck and turned it into powder.

Mu Nanfeng walked slowly with the moonlight on his back, dressed in black, as if his fate was impermanent.

At his feet, Zhu's family members lay in a mess, silent.There is only one left.

He stretched out his hand to grab the throat of the wishing family, with a ruthless smile on his lips.I wish the family met, trembling, all the arrogance when shaking the bell just now.

His life was hanging by a thread, but he looked at the crumbs of the glass bell in disbelief.

"impossible……"

Mu Nanfeng exerted a little force on his knuckles, and the magic energy climbed up Zhu's family's neck like silk threads.It was as itchy as ants crawling over, but what it brought was the fear that went deep into the soul.

"What's impossible?" Mu Nanfeng asked.

Zhu's face was pale, even his lips were white, and he refused to speak.

Tighten your fingers slightly.

He has killed many people and let many people go. He knows how to make people suffer without putting him to death.

Zhu's family members were on the verge of death, being hung up and down by him, unable to survive or die, and finally collapsed.

"The young master said that the glazed bell...can control you..."

"why?"

"do not know……"

Fingertips clenched tightly, Zhu's veins were exposed, he passed out several times, and regained consciousness in despair, even tears flowed out.

He didn't dare to be negligent anymore, and said hoarsely: "Really... Only the young master knows what the patriarch did to you back then..."

"Kill me...please...kill—"

His fingertips tightened suddenly, and he fell silent.

Mu Nanfeng looked into the room with some feeling.

His heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten's soft paw, it was Master who used his spiritual power... He suddenly thought.

Strange.It was clear that there was no movement in the room.

He lowered his eyes slightly, shook off the warm body, turned and walked towards the house.

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After piercing the heart, can anyone still live?

Su Xian has never seen such a "person".Zhu Yu's strange figure was reflected in the pitch-black eyes.

The blood dripped on the ground, Zhu Yu showed a ferocious smile, and grabbed Su Xian's wrist again.

In any case, this person must be taken away today.

The sword light flickered.

In the flick of a finger, more than a hundred swords have pierced through Zhu Yu's body.But he didn't fall down, and he even maintained his disguise.

Su Xian felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, restrained her trembling, and stepped on the bed with her body propped up.

The bedding on the bed was scattered, and Su Xian almost slipped off.The person behind stretched out his hand, almost touching his ankle.

Su Xian: "..." Get out!

The door squeaked, and the man in black broke through the concealment restriction that Zhu Yu had just set up, and broke in through the door.

The house was a mess.The remnants of Zhu's family pretended to be him and entered the house.Master hid on the bed, unable to resist.If he came later, the one who saw him would be the frightened Shizun.

Seeing the person coming, Suxian's eyes lit up, she soared into the sky, Yukong flew towards Mu Nanfeng.

Immortal clothes disheveled, thrown into his arms, his body is as light as a bird.A trace of darkness flashed across Mu Nanfeng's eyes, and he hugged Su Xian tightly.

Suxian felt warm all over his body, and Mu Nanfeng's outer shirt covered him.

He still needs to use a sword and wear some clothes.

"No need..." Suxian's eyes were stuck on Mu Nanfeng, and he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

He lowered his eyes and looked away.Seeing that he was obedient, Mu Nanfeng smiled a little, nodded and said: "I'll deal with it, Master, rest for a while, and calm down."

Su Xian froze in place, recalling Mu Nanfeng's serious eyes just now in her mind.It seems that putting on his clothes is more important than solving the counterfeit.

What is fierce?Su Xian stepped on the ground, her feet ached.The shoes were by the bed, not stained with the man's blood.Su Xian's gaze drifted over.

Mu Nanfeng had already placed his sword across Zhu Yu's neck: "Young master of the Zhu family?"

Zhu Yu—real name is Zhu Yu—laughed, and looked at Mu Nanfeng with disappointment in his eyes: "The medicine man of the Zhu family. It's a pity that so many good medicines were lost."

"Death is imminent, and the mouth is still so hard?" Mu Nanfeng's laughter became softer, revealing a trace of black air.

Zhu Yu smiled provocatively: "What you want to know, only I will tell you. It is you who ask me. Is the demon in your body hungry—"

Mu Nanfeng's hand violently smashed Zhu Yu's ribs.

Blood mixed with bone stubble, flowed down the corner of his lips, and the severe pain forced him to be speechless.

Mu Nanfeng's heartbeat stopped for a moment, but his instinct told him that Master was not angry.

So he lowered his eyes, pretending that Zhu Yu didn't say that dangerous word, and still smiled: "You take yourself too seriously. I've been checking you for so long, how can I not know your details... Control Youzhou, you guys Where did you get so much patience?"

"It's just that Lu Jiuli is coming back soon, jumping over the wall in a hurry, trying to take us hostage."

He kept thinking, if it was aimed at the natural demon body, why should they besieged.Wouldn't it be nice to besiege him while he was out.

They definitely want Master.very urgent.What can make them so urgent... It's nothing more than about to be exposed.

Although Lu Jiuli was at odds with him, but after sitting on the position of suzerain of Xuanyou Sect for so long and staring at Youzhou all the time, he would not be really paralyzed and plotted against.Now he is the only one who can make Zhu's family who have been buried for a long time feel a deadly threat.

The more she guessed, the more crooked she became... Suxian sighed softly, opened her mouth, and then closed it again.

Forget it, beautiful misunderstanding.

As Mu Nanfeng said, he moved his wrist a few times, and cruelly removed Zhu Yu's limbs.

But Zhu Yu seemed to have no pain, not even the slightest bit of breathing.

"It's not the real body." Suxian said, "I can't find where the real body is."

"Yeah." Mu Nanfeng was too lazy to talk to Zhu Yu, and was about to kill the avatar on the spot.

The person beneath him was already like a wooden sculpture, but he opened his mouth stiffly, his voice full of viciousness: "Kill me, do you think you can escape?"

Mu Nanfeng chuckled, and his voice was as frivolous as if he was teasing a pet: "Say it."

Zhu Yu: "..." How dare you insult him like that.

He smiled angrily and stared at Suxian: "I have released the news that there will be hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators gathered here tonight. The only way to go out is to wish the family to open it... If you don't want to die, you should be more honest with me." Go...you are with him, you can only be a useless person confined to the immortal way, and you may be killed by him someday. Follow me and be free, isn't it good?"

He stared at Suxian desperately, his eyes were on fire.

Su Xian still looked at this side with a blank expression, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Mu Nanfeng sensed something was wrong, and called softly, "Master?"

Su Xian came back to her senses, and tilted her head slightly: "Is it over? Is the magician here?"

He didn't even want to look at him, and refused most coldly.

Zhu Yu's eyes became more and more unwilling, and he stared at Su Xian until a thin sword was pierced into his head.

Picking out the tip of the sword, Mu Nanfeng shook off the blood, and said helplessly, "It's dirty."

"The sword will not be dirty..."

"It's not about swords." Mu Nanfeng smiled, "I killed many people."

"Not dirty." Suxian subconsciously responded, seeing that Mu Nanfeng was coming, she hurriedly said, "Mu Nanfeng, give me the shoes."

Mu Nanfeng had just killed a lot of Zhu's family members, and he was also tainted by the bloody smell on Zhu Yu's body. He hesitated for a moment, and performed a cleansing formula on himself before picking up his shoes on the ground.

The immortal on the table was wearing his clothes, his snow-white ankles fell in the air, and his toes were reddened by the ground, shaking slightly.

"Thank you." Su Xian propped herself up on the table and jumped down, but was caught in the air, and pressed back gently but firmly.

"What are you doing?" Su Xian grabbed the corner of the table uneasily, and finally sensed the coolness in the air, her toes retracted, revealing a section of slender calf.

Mu Nanfeng stretched out his hand to catch it: "How can I put shoes on Master?"

The fingertips just slid across it, but Su Xian's rationality exploded for a moment, and she almost collapsed on the table.

No... no.Don't let Mu Nanfeng touch him.Inner alchemy... It is impossible for inner alchemy to be unaffected.As soon as Mu Nanfeng approached, his back felt hot.He didn't dare to approach Mu Nanfeng anymore, if he didn't notice, the furnace seal would recognize the master... Su Xian didn't dare to think deeply.

He pretended to be indifferent: "No, I'm not too weak to dress myself."

There was a tremor in his voice, but he didn't realize it, he just tried to maintain his composure, making it impossible to be bullied.

Mu Nanfeng suppressed the smile on his lips, and pretended to be a good apprentice: "I won't touch Master."

He knelt on the ground with one knee, holding Suxian's ankle through the long hem of his robe, and let him step on it.

Despite the cloth, the soles of the feet are still hot.Suxian no longer had any reason to refuse, and looked away in embarrassment.Mu Nanfeng asked him to lift or put it down, and he moved his calf obediently, praying that Mu Nanfeng would end soon.

Moxiu... Moxiu is coming.

It's embarrassing.

As soon as she finished wearing one, Suxian couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to escape.

Mu Nanfeng raised his head, seemingly puzzled, but his eyes were full of smiles: "What's wrong?"

He did it on purpose.Su Xian was extremely wronged and angry, but the words she said were light and light, like cotton: "I heard a sound...the magic cultivator is here."

"Don't care about them, a bunch of mobs." The screams of Moxiu gradually came from outside, and the trap he set took effect.The smile in Mu Nanfeng's eyes was even stronger, and then he continued to lower his head, dragging Suxian's ankle.

"Master, don't move, be careful."

Su Xian couldn't say no to him, she was about to drown in Mu Nanfeng's gentle tone, so she honestly stopped moving.

The tips of his ears were burning red, he was even more afraid to look at Mu Nanfeng, and turned his head to look out the window.

In the next moment, his body lightened, and his shoes, which hadn't been put on yet, slid down against Mu Nanfeng's clothes.

Su Xian's thin lips parted slightly, and she reached out to grab the dropped shoe, but her whole body had already fallen into another person's arms.

Mu Nanfeng hugged him and walked out the door.The door opened, and Moxiu's scream became clearer.

Su Xian was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"The magic cultivator is here, the master said." Mu Nanfeng smiled gently, "I will take the master away."

Su Xian opened her eyes, unable to believe that someone would say such shameless words.

so bad.

How could there be such a bad person as Mu Nanfeng in the world.

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