"Uh..." He put his hands on his throat and tried to speak, but blood had already surged up and blocked his airway. He could only let out a few muffled groans, his eyes widened, and he stared at Li Muchan in disbelief.
A faint fragrance penetrated his nose, and the softness on his headrest fell into Leng Wushuang's arms. Li Muchan smiled and said: "Lord of the lake, silence me!"
"Well, don't worry!" Leng Wushuang nodded, and she pressed a pill into his mouth.
As soon as the elixir touches the tongue, it immediately melts into a stream of clear air. It goes down the throat in a blink of an eye and spreads all around the body. The body seems to be forced out of the turbid air, and the air is filled with clear air, warm and comfortable.
Li Muchan understood that this must be a wonderful elixir. As soon as the medicine was taken, the feeling of weakness dissipated, energy filled the air, and the spirit was lifted.
Just as I was experiencing the magical power of the elixir, I suddenly felt like I was flying. When I opened my eyes wide, I saw that it was not an illusion, my body was really flying.
He stood taller, kept flying upwards, and flew high into the sky. He turned his head and looked down at the scenery under the moon. The roof was under him, and he had an unobstructed view of the entire courtyard.
Then a long roar sounded, and dozens of people emerged from the small courtyard and rushed into the darkness. There were dozens of people hiding in the shadows of the corner under the house. They were the troops from the South Altar of Three Smiles Hall led by Lin Zizhi.
The people in Xinghu Xiaozhu all have profound cultivation. It is difficult to hide the whereabouts of these people, and they were surrounded in an instant.
Li Muchan rose to the highest point and began to fall. He turned to look at the six old men, but saw a white shadow flashing past, half-appearing, half-looming.
The white shadow flashed past, and the six old men flew out one after another, spraying a blood arrow in the air, and then landed with a "bang", motionless.
Li Muchan secretly admired that each of these six elders had profound cultivation. Although they were not as good as Lin Zizhi, they were not far behind. They did not have the strength to fight back. The strength of the lake master's martial arts was truly astonishing.
There was another faint fragrance in his nose, and he fell back into Leng Wushuang's arms. Her figure flashed, lowered her head and said, "Li Zhu, what's the matter?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, Lake Master, there can't be any fish slipping through the net!"
"Don't worry." Leng Wushuang nodded, raised his head and glanced around, then lowered his head and said, "Just rest and recover, they can't escape."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Lake Master, this time I'm in a big trap!"
He killed Lin Zizhi, which was a very important event for both Sanxiao Tang and Xinghu Xiaozhu. Lin Zizhi, as the leader of the Southern Altar, had a respected position. If Sanxiao Tang could not take revenge, how could it subdue the world's martial arts world, and how could it have the dignity to dominate the martial arts world?
They must avenge this revenge. No matter what, even if Sanxiaotang goes out in force, they will kill themselves.
Xinghu Xiaozhu will never stand idle. If it cannot protect its disciples, there is no need for Xinghu Xiaozhu to exist, and it will be difficult for Xinghu Xiaozhu to stand aloof in the martial arts world.
One wants to protect him and the other wants to kill him. The two factions will definitely have a big war in the future. Li Muchan feels uneasy. If his brothers and sisters die because of exhaustion, he will be guilty.
The only plan now is to kill people first to silence them, delay the time when the news is leaked, and then think of ways to deal with this situation.
Although he felt that the consequences would be serious, Li Muchan did not regret killing Lin Zizhi. He wanted to kill himself. If he still had too many worries and did not dare to resist, wouldn't it be a coward?
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Leng Wushuang pressed his right palm on his vest, injecting warm breath into him. It was as warm as soaking in a hot spring. He felt so comfortable all over that he couldn't help but want to sleep.
He whispered: "Lord of the Lake, please put me down first, and ask the Lord of the Lake to take action and fight quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams. It doesn't matter to me."
Leng Wushuang frowned and looked at him, then nodded: "Xiaorou!"
Xu Xiaorou came closer in a blink of an eye, holding Han Sensen's long sword in her right hand. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks were flushed, and she was very pretty. She was a symbol of vigorous blood flow.
"Hey, Lake Master, my junior brother is injured?" Her expression changed and her bright eyes widened.
Leng Wushuang said: "Help him in!"
Xu Xiaorou hurriedly stepped forward and slowly stretched out her hand to support Li Muchan's body. The sweet fragrance floated into her nose, and Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Sister Xu."
"You brat, what's wrong with you?" Xu Xiaorou asked hurriedly.
Leng Wushuang turned into a white mist, looming, then disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Unlucky, I got hit by Lin's sword."
"Did you fight Lin Zizhi?" Xu Xiaorou asked in surprise. She turned around and saw Lin Zizhi not far away. He was covering his throat and widening his eyes.
Xu Xiaorou turned around again: "Junior brother, you killed Lin Zizhi?!"
She knew Li Muchan's knife-throwing skills, and when she saw Lin Zizhi's death, she knew it was a knife that hit her throat, which was unbelievable.
Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Yes."
"Did you really kill him?" Xu Xiaorou couldn't believe it.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Is this sword strike in vain?"
Xu Xiaorou hurriedly lowered her head to look at his wound: "Junior brother, your sword was lucky, it didn't hit the vital point, otherwise you would have been unable to speak!"
She took a long breath and was no longer so surprised. She could imagine the situation at the moment of life and death. The younger junior brother must have used his body as bait, and when Lin Zizhi was happy, he struck out with a knife.
Junior Brother's flying knives are very powerful. If you want to hide from such a close distance, unless you are prepared in advance, it will be impossible to prevent it.
"Junior brother, you are so powerful!" She injected internal force into her palms to maintain the strength of his heart, and said with a smile: "Kill Lin Zizhi, and you will become famous in the martial arts world!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister Xu, I've caused a lot of trouble!"
Xu Xiaorou snorted: "Junior brother, don't worry about this. If my martial arts were strong enough, I would have killed this Lin with one sword!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said no more.
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Xu Xiaoju said: "Junior brother, you are afraid that killing Master Lin will trigger a war between the two factions, aren't you?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, Sanxiaotang will not give up. Besides, there is also the Lin family. Can our Xiaozhu stop it?"
Xu Xiaorou curled her lips disdainfully: "Three Xiaotang, the Lin family, they are just local chickens and tile dogs!"
Li Muchan laughed.
Xu Xiaoju said: "Junior brother, don't worry about it blindly. It is a great achievement for you to kill Altar Master Lin. He is only allowed to find someone to kill us, but we are not allowed to kill him. How can there be such a reason? Let me see,
The lake owner is here to deal with this person!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "Oh——?"
Xu Xiaorou chuckled and said: "You don't understand the Lake Master yet. The Lake Master protects our shortcomings the most. Whoever wants to kill us, the Lake Master will kill him. He is the King of Heaven and I will kill him too!"
Li Muchan laughed, took a long breath, nodded slowly, relieved a big stone in his heart, and his guilt also faded a little.
He must kill Lin Zizhi, otherwise Lin Zizhi will never let him go for Lin Ping's revenge. But killing Lin Zizhi will have serious consequences and will involve Xinghu Xiaozhu.
It was originally planned to put Xinghu Xiaozhu out of the way, so he disguised himself with makeup and secretly committed suicide by Lin Ping. Now it is all in vain.
Things in the world are so helpless. Man's calculations are not as good as God's. No matter how wise he is, he can only do his best to deal with emergencies and cannot have the best of both worlds.
As soon as the big stone in his heart was put down, waves of drowsiness came over him. He wanted to fall asleep, so he hurriedly said: "Senior sister, help me in, I want to meditate for a while."
"Has the lake master given you the elixir?" Xu Xiaorou asked.
Li Muchan nodded lightly: "Yes, I have already taken it."
Xu Xiaoju said: "Okay, let's go in!"
She held Li Muchan's body as if it was nothing, turned around and entered the small courtyard. When she got to the back, she kicked his room open and put him on the couch.
"Junior brother, let me pull out your sword first." Xu Xiaoju said.
Li Muchan nodded: "Come on!"
Xu Xiaorou bent down and put her palm on his chest, closing her eyes slightly, their faces were only a palm apart. Although there was no light, only the dim moonlight, the light was dim, but Li Muchan could still clearly see her face.
Her skin was as white and delicate as a freshly peeled egg, her breath was like orchid, and the girl's unique fresh breath hit her face. Although Li Muchan was injured, he still felt a trace of nostalgia.
He pressed the button hurriedly, closed his eyes, and silently examined the injuries all over his body.
"Okay, be careful, I'm about to draw my sword!" Xu Xiaorou opened her eyes and said softly.
Li Muchan gently chinned his head, and before he could speak, he suddenly let out a muffled grunt. The sword had already been pulled out, and a blood arrow spurted towards Xu Xiaorou.
Xu Xiaorou waved her left sleeve and the window was knocked open by an invisible force. At the same time, she waved her right sleeve and the blood arrow turned into a ball of blood and was rolled out of the window.
Xu Xiaorou moved her left hand again, and the window closed with a bang.
The window opened and closed in just the blink of an eye. If you weren't paying attention, you would have thought it was a hallucination. Li Muchan smiled and showed an approving look.
Xu Xiaorou stretched out her sleeve with her left hand and pressed on the wound. Unexpectedly, there was a layer of paste on her hand, exuding a pungent smell.
Li Muchan frowned and looked down, Xu Xiaoju said: "Junior brother, this is our best hemostatic ointment, you will know later!"
Li Muchan's face was a little pale. After pulling out the sword, severe pain hit him like a tide. He almost fainted. In addition, he also lost a lot of blood and felt weak again.
The pain and weakness mixed together, creating an even stronger force. If Li Muchan hadn't had amazing concentration, he would have passed out directly.
Li Muchan took a long breath and regained his composure.
Xu Xiaorou let go of her little hand and Li Muchan looked down, only to see that the blood from the wound had stopped and formed a thin film.
"It's really a good medicine!" Li Muchan praised.
Such hemostatic drugs are life-saving medicines for people in the martial arts world. When people in the martial arts world fight, most of the casualties are due to excessive blood loss. Once the wound is too big, it is difficult to stop the bleeding.
It is indeed a famous sect, and such elixirs are extremely precious to people in the martial arts world.