Li Muchan said: "That's right. I wouldn't like it if you cut me. It seems that the Fan family's elixir is indeed extraordinary... Okay, don't bother me!"

He said goodbye and left. Song Xiuxiu and Zhao Bai saw him outside.

The next evening, the setting sun shone into the house, making everything in the house turn pink.

Li Muchan is meditating and practicing in the room. He is practicing the Shenlong Sutra. His inner strength is pure and pure. His progress is slow, but he is making progress.

Because of his strong spirit, his perception is much more subtle than ordinary people's. To outsiders, it doesn't look strange, but he can feel subtle progress.

However, according to this situation, I don’t know if there is any hope of becoming a grand master. Even if there is hope, it is very slim.

The current situation is that he has never met a great master, and does not know what a great master is like or what level he has reached, so he has no goals and does not know how to achieve them.

What he hopes most now is to meet the Grand Master. Unfortunately, there are only a few Grand Masters in the world. They are all divine dragons, and they can be seen only if they want to.

He once told Song Shuhua that she had never met the Grand Master, but she knew how powerful the Grand Master was. It is said that the inner power changes and arises and dies by the heart. It is ever-changing and impossible to guard against. A Grand Master can never defeat a Grand Master.

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"Pass

...", the door was slowly pushed open, Song Shuhua stepped in with her slender jade legs, walked to the couch in a few steps, and said coldly: "Li Wuji, let's go!"

Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, smiled and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Consultant Mingzhi!" Song Shuhua snorted and said impatiently: "Of course I'm going to see Brother Meng!"

Li Muchan said: "Where to meet?"

"On the bridge outside." Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan nodded slowly. There were many people there, so he could avoid suspicion. He got up and got down from the bed, and asked casually: "Did you date him, or did he date you?"

Song Shuhua frowned and said, "What's the difference?"

She felt that Li Muchan had preconceived ideas and was prejudiced against Meng Hanxing, so he targeted him everywhere and put up defenses at all times, which really made her unhappy.

Li Muchan glanced at her and said calmly: "It's nothing."

Song Shuhua stared at him closely and said, "Inexplicable!"

Li Muchan shook his head and suppressed his temper. He knew that speaking like this would not work, and would lead to bad things. He needed absolute calmness and fairness.

He put on his boots and walked out of the small courtyard with Song Shuhua, and then walked directly out of the city without any guards around him. He was wearing a green shirt, while Song Shuhua was wearing a white shirt.

Li Muchan could tell that she had been dressed up a lot. Even though she was lightly dressed, she was still two or three points more beautiful than usual. Even though she was as cold as an iceberg, she still attracted the attention of passers-by on the street.

The two floated out of the city. Li Muchan looked around with his void eyes and found vague hostility, but it was not too strong. He understood that these hostility originated from Song Shuhua beside him. Although the beauty is a disaster, it is a bit extreme, but it is also somewhat reasonable. Standing on

Around such a beautiful woman, other men will inevitably feel hostile.

Ignoring the mild hostility, Li Muchan and Song Shuhua drifted out of the city, and then boarded the bridge. The bridge was densely packed with people, and the stalls on both sides were crowded one after another. It was no less popular than the hot news in the city.

Song Shuhua stepped onto the bridge and quickened her pace with an anxious expression. Li Muchan allowed her to let her go, and soon reached the middle of the bridge. At the highest point, there was a young man in blue shirt standing with his hands behind his back, like a jade tree standing in the wind.

His face is like a crown, his eyes are like bright stars, his nose is straight, and his lips are neither thin nor thick, as if they were smeared with cinnabar. He is truly a rich and handsome man, a rare beauty.

Song Shuhua suddenly smiled, shook her head and shouted: "Brother Meng!"

Although her voice was not loud, it sounded clearly in the noisy crowd. The young man in blue shirt turned his head to look, suddenly smiled, waved his hand and walked towards this side.

Li Muchan sighed secretly, how could any woman stand such a handsome man?

He walked slowly behind Song Shuhua, but Song Shuhua ignored him and quickened her pace, passing through the crowd like a fish. In a blink of an eye, she came to the young man in blue shirt and said with a smile: "Brother Meng!"

Meng Hanxing smiled and said: "Xiaohua, are you okay?"

Han Shuhua pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I'm fine. I heard that Brother Meng, you became a grandmaster?"

"Oh you

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"Yeah, eh?" He nodded with a smile, and suddenly looked at Song Shuhua in surprise.

Song Shuhua said proudly: "Brother Meng, I am also a grandmaster!"

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Meng Hanxing looked at her in surprise: "How can you

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"Kouheng, Brother Meng must be looking down on me!" Song Shuhua said proudly.

Meng Hanxing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I wanted to give you a surprise, but you surprised me first!"

Song Shuhua squinted at him proudly and hummed: "Why, I have become a grandmaster. Brother Pan, are you not happy?!"

"Of course I'm happy." Meng Hanxing hurriedly shook his head and laughed: "How dare I not be happy!"

"That's about it!" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan slowly came over and stood next to Song Shuhua. Meng Hanxing looked at him: "This brother is...?"

"I have a friend, Li Wuji." Song Shuhua said.

"I've met Mr. Meng." Li Muchan cupped his fists and smiled. This was a good introduction.

Meng Hanxing showed a strange smile, looked at Song Shuhua, then looked at Li Muchan, and said with a smile: "So they are friends, Xiaohua, your friends have never been men!"

Song Shuhua said angrily: "What's wrong with Sister Feng?"

Meng Hanxing smiled and shook his head: "I haven't met her yet. I heard that she is also in retreat. I don't know how far she has practiced. I'm afraid she can't compare to you."

"Sister Feng is much smarter than me, so she can naturally become a master." Song Shuhua said with a smile.

Meng Hanxing smiled and said: "Her temperament is not suitable for practicing martial arts, so she can't force her. Let's go, let's go to Kuxue Temple for a walk. I haven't seen Master Xuezhu for a long time."

The three of them talked and got off the bridge. Meng Hanxing and Li Muchan exchanged pleasantries and were quite friendly.

When Li Muchan saw Song Shuhua, she looked like a little girl who had completely shed her cold and arrogant appearance, revealing another Song Shuhua.

It seemed that their feelings were indeed different. Li Muchan shook his head secretly. No wonder she was so angry when he said that.

He remained silent on the sidelines, and the implementation developed his mind. He used mind-reading skills to see what Meng Hanxing was thinking, and gradually relaxed.

However, their identities are indeed embarrassing and they cannot meet casually, otherwise both of them will be in trouble. At least Song Jing will not give up and will definitely make a fuss about it.

Song Shuhua was rushed to get married, probably because of this.

When they arrived at Kuxue Temple, Master Xuezhu was not there, so they had no choice but to leave the temple in disappointment. There was a big mountain behind Kuxue Temple, so they simply went up the mountain to have some fun. The sky had darkened and twilight enveloped them.

Meng Hanxing whistled a few times at the top of the mountain to express his feelings, and then advocated going down the mountain and going back as soon as possible instead of waiting for the city gate to close and climb over the wall.
Chapter completed!