Li Muchan smiled inexplicably, and before Wang Xiaoyao could say anything, he suddenly hit his chest with a palm, and a bloody arrow spurted out.
Li Muchan flicked his sleeves, wrapped the blood arrow and swung it out, landing outside the main hall.
"Master!" He Fengxia exclaimed.
Li Muchan's move was so sudden and so fast that no one could react in time.
When Wang Xiaoyao came to his senses, his eyes widened in disbelief and he slowly fell down. He Fengxia hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him and looked at Li Muchan in shock.
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's so unpleasant to act like this Xiaoyao. I think about this and that, and there are too many distracting thoughts. Let's just cook the rice before it's raw!"
Master Zhu Zhao scolded: "You are such a bastard!"
Wen Yinyue also shook her head, disapproving.
Li Yujiao chuckled and praised: "As expected of a senior brother, he is just neat and tidy. This mother-in-law Wang Xiaoyao is really not a man!"
He Fengxia called out in a low voice: "Senior brother? Senior brother?"
Li Muchan said: "Miss He, don't worry, I'm sensible,...the injury is a little serious, but it's not life-threatening. It'll be fine after a while. When Pavilion Master Yang comes over, at least I have to hide it from him."
Although he has never met Yang Zhong, the leader of the Penglai Pavilion, the leader of a faction is definitely a shrewd character. Even if he is not so smart originally, he has to be smart through experience. The environment makes a person.
It wasn't a real injury, Pavilion Master Yang could tell at a glance when he came over. Once he got suspicious, it would only make things worse. He killed two birds with one stone with this palm.
"Master, please be gentler..." He Fengxia said dissatisfiedly.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "It's too light to hide it from Pavilion Master Yang...Okay, no one will die, so don't be so sad!"
He Fengxia rolled her eyes at him and wiped the tears from her eyes.
At this time, Wang Xiaoyao was still unconscious, her heart was still hanging, and she gouged out Li Muchan again.
"What nonsense!" Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed: "I don't know if Wang Shaoxia will fall out with you!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Master, I have a sense of propriety."
"Huh, do you have sense? If you have sense, you will be buried under the snow?!" Master Zhu Zhao looked at him sideways, obviously trying to dig up an old score.
When she thought of him being crushed by an avalanche, her heart skipped a beat. No matter how strong his personal martial arts skills were, he would be as humble as an ant under the wrath of nature.
After this, her anger turned into anger and she couldn't help but scold him.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and touched his nose, and glanced at Wen Yinyue. Wen Yinyue turned her head and pretended not to see it.
Li Yujiao said: "Senior brother, will Pavilion Master Yang come over?"
Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It all depends on the master's ability. If the master writes a letter, he will surely be able to impress him, right?"
Master Zhuzhao hummed: "That's natural. I'll write a letter right away. I won't bother the two masters. You can send it to me!"
Li Muchan said hurriedly: "Master, you see, I have just come back and I still want to retreat and gain some insights, so I'd better send someone else!"
"Then let Yin Yue go? You two have the best Qinggong. If it were someone else, after the letter is sent and Pavilion Master Yang comes back, Wang Shaoxia's slap will be in vain." Master Zhu Zhao said lightly.
"I'll go, Master." Wen Yinyue said calmly.
Li Muchan hurriedly waved his hands: "Yes, I'd better go."
Master Zhuzhao chuckled lightly: "That's pretty much it. We'll set off in a while!"
Li Yujiao said: "Senior brother, let me accompany you."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Miss Li, take a good rest. He has Red Shadow. He is a rare horse. He is very fast and cannot tire him."
Li Yujiao nodded slowly, somewhat reluctantly, but Master Zhuzhao had spoken, and she had to obey.
She warned: "Senior brother, you have to be careful."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, junior sister, you stay here for a while, and when this matter is over, I will accompany you back to Holy Snow Peak."
"Okay!" Li Yujiao nodded happily.
Master Zhuzhao got up and went to the desk under the window, wrote a quick letter, folded it and handed it to Li Muchan: "Go, go early and come back early, don't delay on the road."
"Master, let junior brother take a breath." Wen Yinyue said calmly.
Master Zhuzhao glanced sideways at Li Muchan: "Are you distressed? I can't bear to tire him!"
Wen Yinyue shook her head helplessly, her master was really disrespectful and always made fun of herself and her junior brother.
Li Muchan said: "I will leave immediately and deliver it to Pavilion Master Yang personally."
"Well, go ahead." Master Zhuzhao waved his hand.
Li Muchan smiled at everyone, turned around and left the Wuji Hall, heading down the mountain. At this time, the disciples had left, and the steps were quiet.
He descended Canghai Mountain, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he let out a long roar. The roar was like rolling spring thunder, spread out straight, and spread far and wide.
Soon there was a horse neighing from the east, clear and high-pitched, like a dragon's roar. In a blink of an eye, a red shadow appeared in the field of vision. In the blink of an eye, the red shadow came to the front and turned into a sacred red horse. It was Red Shadow.
The red shadow passed by like a gust of wind, and when it reached him, he hissed loudly, paused suddenly, and then stretched out the horse's head to rub against Li Muchan hard.
Li Muchan chuckled, touched its chin, straightened its mane, then jumped on the horse's back and patted it.
Red Shadow hissed lightly, turned into an arrow and shot out, disappearing in Canghai Mountain in an instant.
Penglai Pavilion is located on Danyun Cliff at the end of the East China Sea, facing the sea. Even in winter, the pine trees are still lush and green.
A series of palaces are built on Danyun Cliff, hidden among the lush green pines. They are majestic and majestic, just like palaces in the sky.
The main hall of Penglai Pavilion is the Sea King Hall. At this time, roars were coming from the hall.
"This scoundrel deserves to die! Damn him!" The roar was like thunder, which could be heard throughout the Penglai Pavilion, and spread to the sea, like a thunderous wrath.
The hall is very spacious and can accommodate thousands of people. The layout is simple and unsophisticated.
There were only three people in the hall at this time, a middle-aged man with a face as red as a date, dignified appearance, and awe-inspiring righteousness. He was Yang Zhong, the master of the Penglai Pavilion.
Sitting next to her was a gentle girl with a dark green robe covering her slim figure and a beautiful face. She was looking at him worriedly.
Sitting across from them was Elder He, shaking his head and sighing.
Yang Chong roared angrily: "Junior brother, how did you become a junior uncle? Why didn't you kill him with one blow and allowed him to talk nonsense and ruin our affairs!"
Elder He smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, you don't know that the Young Pavilion Master has a stubborn temper. I can't help him. Besides, he is soft-willed and not hard-edged. Even if I beat him to death, he won't be obedient!"
"You, you, are too soft-tempered!" Yang Zhong shook his head disapprovingly.
Elder He said: "Senior brother, now that trouble has occurred, it is too late to say anything. In my opinion, the Changbai Sword Sect has an eagle and wolf heart, and there is absolutely no benefit in forming an alliance with it. It is better to think about it again."
Yang Zhong glared at him and roared angrily: "Thinking about it is nothing! It's already happened like this, what else is there to think about! It's good if we don't become enemies!"
Elder He shook his head, not angry, and sighed: "Young Pavilion Master, we all have sentiments. When we were young, didn't you and Madam also have a great quarrel? If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple, Young Pavilion
The Lord and you are carved from the same mold!"
"He's like that, and he's carved out of the same mold as me!" Yang Chong snorted angrily.
He was breathing heavily, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was very angry.
He then shouted: "What's even more annoying is that this evil obstacle dares to disobey the Pavilion Master's order and rebel against him!"
Elder He said: "When he gets angry, even if you tell him personally, senior brother, he won't listen. Isn't this temper like you, senior brother? You had a quarrel with the master back then!"
Yang Zhong's eyes widened in dissatisfaction: "Junior brother, why do you focus on me, as if this evil obstacle is all my fault, isn't it?"
Elder He smiled: "Didn't he learn all his temper from you?"
"Nonsense, I have a very good temper!" Yang Chong snorted angrily.
Elder He shut up and said nothing, with a look of disapproval on his face.
The girl next to me whispered: "Dad, please stop using bad words. It's time for Mom to talk to you again!"
Yang Zhong was startled, turned around and hummed: "Xingyun, why are you still speaking for this evildoer?"
The girl Yang Xingyun whispered: "Dad, you forced my senior brother to do this. I can't blame my senior brother!"
"This heartless man, I have to kill him this time!" Yang Chong roared angrily.
Yang Xingyun whispered: "Dad, it's all your fault for ordering Yuanyangpu. I told you that senior brother and I are not what you think!"
"Dad, do you think my eyesight is dim?" Yang Zhong curled his lips.
Yang Xingyun raised his head and hummed: "Dad, if you force my senior brother again, I will die!"
"Kid, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Chong snorted, turning around and saying: "Junior brother, that brat has to marry my daughter, not yours!"
Elder He frowned: "Brother, this is not up to us. We should let the young people make their own decisions!"
"Nonsense, what do these kids know?" Yang Zhong waved his hand.
Elder He said helplessly: "Senior brother, they are so old, why don't they understand?!"
Yang Chong said bitterly: "Okay, I have to get rid of this evil obstacle this time!"
"The apprentice is your apprentice, you can do whatever you want with him!" Elder He snorted, also losing his temper.
"My apprentice is not your son-in-law?" Yang Zhong's eyes widened and he snorted angrily: "Senior brother, you are so awesome, you stole my son-in-law without saying a word!"
Elder He laughed: "In terms of character and appearance, Xingyun is much better than Xia'er, but the young pavilion master likes Xia'er. The bastard has a good eye for mung beans. How can there be so much right and wrong?"
The two were arguing when suddenly a disciple outside the hall reported: "Pavilion Master, Canghai Sword Sect Zhan Ran wants to see you!"
"Hey, Master Zhanran?" Elder He stood up eagerly.
Yang Zhong asked in a deep voice: "Zhanran from Canghai Mountain?"
He suddenly regained his dignity and composure, as if he was a different person.
"That's right, he said he has something to ask for!" the disciple said loudly.
Yang Zhongdao: "Please come quickly!"
He turned around and said, "Is that the dual-sword monk Zhanran?"
Elder He nodded: "Exactly!... Senior brother, let's go out to greet him in person!"
"Okay." Yang nodded and led the two of them out of the Neptune Palace.
***: Dear bosses, after working hard for two days, I can no longer hold my energy anymore. I see *** being chased by others, but I feel helpless and feel so ashamed that I have failed to support you. I will try to write this tonight.
I'll write it and see if I can write another chapter. I can only try my best, but I can't guarantee it.