flapping wings

Qi Ping leaned back against Mu Xiaoque's body in shock from the staring eyes, he turned his head and complained in a low voice: "I said at the time that we should silence it."

Hua Buluo glared at him fiercely, then raised his hand and said, "Mo Dao wanted to kill them and set fire to my Tianshan faction, so I told them the location of the stronghold, the three of us went together, you two come out, let's hand over one time."

As soon as the few people walked out, Hua Buluo looked back at them and raised her eyebrows: "Now that you two are famous, you don't have to worry about someone picking on you in the future."

Rolling his eyes, he continued to say inexplicably: "Of course, if you are willing to reveal your real identities, no one will dare."

"We still have to think about you and other mortals," Qi Ping stretched his waist: "Otherwise, I scared you to pee your pants, who will be responsible."

Hua Buluo pointed to Mu Xiaoque, "I and you mainly fall on him, and have little to do with you."

Then he deliberately mocked: "But Brother Mu, you are as beautiful as a phoenix, and you have to think about your pheasant, otherwise, someone can rub him."

Qi Ping immediately became vigilant in his heart, pointed at Hua Buluo and warned: "I tell you, if I find out again that you are coveting my bird, I will beat my head to pieces."

Mu Xiaoque quickly pulled Qi Ping back, covered his mouth helplessly, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Stop messing around!"

Qi Ping kicked his feet against the air rather annoyed, and cursed: "Get out!"

When Hua Buluo's figure completely disappeared at the corner of the street, Qi Ping's carefree expression changed instantly, and a dangerous light flickered in his eyes.

He turned to Mu Xiaoque and asked, "Do you want to silence me?"

"Don't worry," Mu Xiaoque patted his tensed back, "My identity is not so mysterious, it's okay to know."

………………

The two led a group of disciples to patrol the street until late at night, without even seeing a single person.

Qi Ping couldn't help asking: "In this case, where can Du Sanniang hide? Could it be that she went back to plead guilty?"

Mu Xiaoque shook her head, "She dare not go back."

Qi Ping thinks about it too, he cheated on her last night, she's just like that.

Today, she was so desperate to jump over the wall to hijack herself. It can be seen that the servile life in the crotch has tortured her a lot in the past few years, and no matter how dangerous it is outside, at least she still has freedom.

A disciple of the Mysterious Sect behind couldn't help interjecting: "The people behind the scenes are really ruthless!"

Mu Xiaoque walked and said, "It's also very clever."

"Where is the cleverness?"!Qi Ping looked back, and saw that all the disciples looked pure and ignorant, thirsty for knowledge.

He kindly explained: "Punishing Du Sanniang is true or false, but its main purpose is to advise other subordinates that they will definitely be punished if they do something wrong, and this punishment is definitely beyond your ability to bear."

"For example, a man has lost his lifeblood," Qi Ping said speculatively, and then deliberately swept under them.

Then he warned: "So try your best not to cause trouble. If you are captured by the gangsters, it doesn't matter if you lose your life. If you lose your life, it will be a disaster."

Those young disciples all trembled at what he said, and they all covered their bottoms. It seemed that they were all terrified that their lives would be missed by the gangsters.

Mu Xiaoque shook her head helplessly, obviously thinking that he was very naive.

Hu~hu~hu~

Qi Ping straightened his tense body and touched the back of his neck calmly.

In this dark day, he always felt the wind blowing on the back of his neck.

He rubbed against Mu Xiaoque, and glanced to the left and right in fear.

Looking down, goosebumps all over his body suddenly frightened, and there were huge twisted and entangled shadows projected on the ground, completely covering his whole body.

He shrank his neck and suddenly turned his head back, and was startled by the huge face in front of him, and jumped onto Mu Xiaoque, buried his face in the crook of his neck, and took a deep breath.

Those disciples screamed, Mu Xiaoque hugged Qi Ping and shouted: "Shut up!"

Everyone was called back to their souls by Mu Xiaoque, and they all surrounded him, Qi Ping didn't dare to look out, and pointed out with trembling fingers: "There is a ghost!"

Hearing that there was a ghost, the group of disciples couldn't help but squeezed forward again, Mu Xiaoque was made to stagger by them, and was so angry that he punched Qi Ping hard on the ass.

He grabbed Qi Ping's hair and pulled the head out of his neck, with a look on his face that "if you dare to do this for the sake of being a hooligan, I will chop you up alive", "Speak clearly!"

"I felt someone blowing my neck from behind me," Qi Ping whispered, "and then I saw a human face when I turned around."

Mu Xiaoque glanced around coldly: "Who played it?"

"I... I, I, I," the disciple next to Mu Xiaoque's arm carefully raised his hand, "I really saw a ghost, a silver light suddenly flashed at the end of the alley just now."

Mu Xiaoque looked at Qi Ping with a solemn expression, and patted his back with her hand.

Qi Ping was startled, and before the other party could speak, he understood what Mu Xiaoque meant.

He jumped down immediately, straightened his clothes, drew out his sword and walked to the back of the line consciously.

Mu Xiaoque glanced back at Qi Ping again, nodded slightly, without further delay, stepped on the wall and jumped up to the highest point, he looked into the distance, there was indeed someone!

"Follow me," the atmosphere was a little tense for a while, the disciples of the Xuanxiu sect couldn't help but became more cautious, drew out their swords one after another and consciously formed a formation.

Mu Xiaoque lightly stepped on the tiles and led the way along the eaves and walls. Although he looked quite determined, he was very hesitant in his heart.

Finally, when he was a few blocks away from that person, he jumped off the wall and blocked the way of a group of people, "Xiaoqi, you lead them back to Zhou's house."

"Que'er," Qi Ping ran up to him with an unusually bad complexion.

He was also hesitant in his heart, on the one hand, he was Mu Xiaoque who couldn't let go, and on the other hand, he agreed to the responsibility of others.

Clenching his fists hard, with his nails deeply embedded in his flesh, he asked, "Does anyone know?"

"Silver mask," Mu Xiaoque said calmly, "I'm afraid it's a trap, you lead them back first, turn from here and take the main road, if I don't come back tomorrow morning"

He leaned into Qi Ping's ear and said: "Go to that fried fish shop on the street, the secret signal is to buy fried fish for a catty and one tael."

Qi Ping bit his lips tightly, closed his eyes and nodded, "Be careful."

"Brother Mu, we don't want to go back," a Xuanxiu sect disciple said suddenly: "We are all companions, who are we without you? Besides, our martial arts are not inferior to the seventh brother, but we are just less experienced in the world. "

Qi Ping didn't make a statement, waiting for Mu Xiaoque's reply, he lowered his head and toes to lightly tap the ground, but his ears were pricked up.

After a moment, "Okay."

Qi Ping let out a long breath, his straight back couldn't help but collapse, he raised his head and finally said: "Que'er, don't worry, before the disciples of Xuanxiu Sect get hurt, they must have stepped on my dead body first."

"At that time," Mu Xiaoque patted Qi Ping on the shoulder and said, "Take them away."

Mu Xiaoque gestured to them on the wall, then suddenly rushed forward, jumped down, and stabbed directly at the back of the man with his sword.

Seeing this, Qi Ping became even more vigilant, his eyes cast around, his ears listened to all directions, and rushed forward with the crowd.

The man held Mu Xiaoque's sword back in his hand, leaned forward slightly, turned around with the force of the collision, and fought him head-on, "It's you again, your excellency has repeatedly ruined my good deeds, you want to die!"

When the two swords collided, a string of sparks burst out, which was extremely dazzling in the dark night, but no one had the leisure to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and everyone's attention was focused on this back and forth move.

Mu Xiaoque pierced the weak point of the masked man's defense with his sword, and in the next second, he felt a sticky pulling force from the sword.

Unable to use the sword move anymore, his true energy circulated, his internal energy shook violently, and he immediately changed his move and swept away.

The masked man cut off his castration with a sword, and then the whole sword entangled around his blade, cutting straight towards his five fingers holding the sword.

This person's moves were extremely strange, and the naked eye could not tell the movement of the sword at all.

Mu Xiaoque stepped back, and slashed to the lower right before his next move came, but it missed.

At the same time, the man lunged from top to bottom with a sword, and was about to bite his thumb almost immediately.

Mu Xiaoque did not retreat but advanced, in the chaotic sword shadow, accurately found the weak point, and instantly locked the masked man's thumb.

The masked man's pupils shrank, he backed away with his sword, and put some distance away from him, his toes lightly kicked on the wall in the alley, covering Mu Xiaoque completely from top to bottom with his sword.

The sword was shining yellow under the light of the torch in the distance, and countless sword shadows were woven into a cage, trying to strangle Mu Xiaoque inside.

The disciples of the Xuanxiu faction watching the battle stared wide-eyed for a moment, their mouths opened so that they wished they could swallow an egg.

Holding the sword, Qi Ping walked from behind the people to the front of the people, his eyes fixed on Mu Xiaoque's body, ready to rush to help at all times.

Mu Xiaoque, who was in the center of the vortex, seemed quite calm. He calmly watched the sword moves swung down, dismantling them one by one, and the sword in his hand danced faster and faster.

The sound of tinkling and collision echoed in the alley, the candles just lit by the people on both sides of the road suddenly went out, and the world was completely still.

Finally, when the speed reached a certain critical point, all the opponent's moves became clearly visible to him.

He continued to speed up, and the moment he broke through the critical point, all the moves of the masked man became slow motion in his eyes.

Mu Xiaoque seized the fraction of a second between the two moves, slashed across with a sword, and stabbed at the unsightly silver mask.

The masked man narrowed his eyes slightly, his whole body leaned to the right, and with a puff, he took the move with his left shoulder.

He stepped back quickly, tapped the acupuncture points on his shoulders with his fingers, and looked at Mu Xiaoque from a distance: "Don't you feel that you are meddling?"

Mu Xiaoque shook her head slightly, and said calmly, "I don't realize it."

Standing in the distance, Qi Ping burst out laughing, moved forward a few steps, the masked man squinted at him, and tightened his sword hand.

Mu Xiaoque moved half a step to the side, directly blocking his line of sight, and whispered: "If you dare to touch him, I will kill you as well."

"Will you let me go now?" The masked man mocked, "I want to see if you have the ability to protect him."

As soon as the words fell, the whole person rushed towards him. Mu Xiaoque only felt that this person was crazy. He lost a shoulder and was already invincible, so he even took the initiative to provoke him.

He stepped forward without any fear, the swords clashed together, the wooden sparrow took three steps back, and the masked man took four steps back before stopping.

The two of them looked at each other and continued to head-to-head head-on. The sword moves were no longer as delicate as they were at the beginning. When they opened and closed, the sword was more fierce than the knife.

Mu Xiaoque slashed at the edge of the masked man's sword with a sword, and ran towards his arms, grabbing the silver mask first.

The sword of the masked man circled around, and directly made a move of killing them all, stabbing at the chests of the two people. The whole process took less than three seconds, which can be called thrilling.

Mu Xiaoque turned sideways slightly, dodged to avoid it, leaned over and slid out from under the sword's edge, turned around and swept across the masked man again.

The sword qi burst out, and the masked man was not afraid at all, he slashed down with the sword, and the two sword qi collided with each other, with a bang, Mu Xiaoque rubbed his fingertips, and couldn't help but feel a little numb.

He didn't dare to delay, and took advantage of the instability of the other party's true energy, he slammed into the masked man's chest, gathered the last bit of true energy in his palm, and slapped it hard.

Yan Yan's true energy went straight into the lungs, and the chest was bulging so that the whole heart of the masked man vibrated violently.

His mind suddenly went blank, he couldn't help breathing faster, and he flew straight to the ground in an instant, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

With a bang, the silver mask fell to the ground.