"What's the matter?" Leng Wushuang turned around and asked.
Under the light, her skin was like cream, white and warm, with an extra layer of radiance, and her eyes were even more radiant and breathtaking.
Li Muchan looked at her straightly, admiring her beauty.
Leng Wushuang was looking at him so directly, but she didn't feel shy. She looked back at him calmly, as if waiting for his answer.
Li Muchan sighed helplessly, it was true that a fairy was ruthless, the lake owner had a profound state of mind, cut off the worldly love, and truly made the ancient well without ripples, he was still far behind.
He smiled and said: "Lake Master, we should go to Sanxiao Hall to take a look."
Leng Wushuang frowned and said, "Want to see if they were fooled?"
Li Muchan nodded. The lake owner was extremely smart. It was very easy for the two of them to talk. They could draw inferences from one instance and get the truth straight away without wasting much time talking.
He shook his head and sighed: "They are not easy to fool. If they are not fooled, alas... we can only use the last resort."
Leng Wushuang nodded lightly, knowing that his last move was to kill, to kill all these high-level officials, and then delay the time.
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the lake owner failed to arrange an undercover agent to go in. Otherwise, it should have been effective at this time."
"Undercover?" Leng Wushuang looked at him.
Li Muchan looked at her in surprise and said with a smile: "Has the Lake Master never thought of sending a few disciples to various sects?"
Leng Wushuang shook his head: "No, there's no need to bother."
Li Muchan couldn't help but laugh and nodded. With Leng Wushuang's martial arts and the strength of Xinghu Xiaozhu, there was really no need to go to such trouble. It was enough to scare the heroes.
But looking at the incident of Sanxiaotang, the deterrence of Xinghu Xiaozhu is not that strong. The tiger did not show off its power and thought it was a sick cat. It seems that Xinghu Xiaozhu has been comfortable for a long time and people have forgotten how powerful it is.
Li Muchan said: "Master of the lake, you should send some people there. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will be invincible. Although our small building is strong, others are not weak."
Leng Wushuang shook his head, disapproving.
Li Muchan said: "If one of us is in Sanxiao Hall, and we sweep him away at this time and push him to his position, wouldn't half of Sanxiao Hall fall into our hands?"
Leng Wushuang said calmly: "These methods are just rudimentary, the martial arts are not enough, and the strength is not strong, everything is illusion. They will be knocked back to their original form in a moment, and they are not worth mentioning."
Li Muchan shook his head and said no more, knowing that persuading him would be useless. People with strong spirits like the two of them were extremely determined and could not be easily persuaded. They could only understand it themselves.
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"Lord of the Lake, let's go see the Three Smiling Hall." Li Muchan said.
Leng Wushuang said: "I'll go by myself while you adjust your breathing."
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "I..."
Leng Wushuang waved his hand: "This matter is not a big deal. If they don't find out, they will be fine. If they find out, they can only get rid of them."
She spoke in an understatement, as if it was a trivial matter, but she revealed a murderous aura.
Li Muchan said: "Lake Master, if they have no suspicion, what will we do tomorrow?"
Leng Wushuang thought for a while: "I'll rest tomorrow. It's better to be still than to move. Let's take a look and then talk."
Li Muchan said: "Lord of the lake, we have long nights and many dreams, so we should first invite Na Zun's remains to the lake. The rest can be done slowly."
"Well, that makes sense. That's it. You go with them tomorrow and then return to the lake." Leng Wushuang nodded gently.
"Where is the lake owner?" Li Muchan asked.
Leng Wushuang said: "I'll wait and see here."
Li Muchan thought for a while and said no more. He suspected that something was wrong. He pondered for a moment and said, "Lake Master, I still have a private matter that I want to take care of."
"Hmm -?" Leng Wushuang raised her eyebrows, her eyes moving.
Li Muchan said: "I want to go to Haitian Palace and meet Senior Brother Xia's sweetheart."
"He wrote a letter?" Leng Wushuang's face darkened.
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, Senior Brother Xia wants to inform her so as not to worry!"
Leng Wushuang hummed with a stern face: "He is quite a passionate person!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I'll let you know so that Senior Brother Xia can feel at ease. Maybe during this retreat, my cultivation will soar. It's my luck, Xiaozhu!"
Leng Wushuang lowered his face, and the surrounding air seemed to condense. He usually didn't show majesty, just a hint of indifference, but now he looked even more frightening.
Li Muchan has a strong spirit and is on par with her, but he is not affected by it and talks and laughs freely.
Leng Wushuang hummed: "The relationship is sad, I'm afraid he will make a wrong move!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "The Lake Master is overly worried, so I have to believe in Senior Brother Xia."
"He can't control himself, how can I trust him!" Leng Wushuang shook his head.
Li Muchan remained silent. Men and women caught in love find it really difficult to control themselves. All of them have lost their minds. No matter how smart they are, they become fools.
Leng Wushuang thought for a while: "You might as well go and meet her and see what kind of person she is."
Li Muchan nodded silently.
Leng Wushuang said: "Don't tell her that I know, just say that Xia Wufeng was sent out by me, and she can't leave because she has something important to do."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "Lake Master, this is..."
"Let's see and then talk. I hope she really likes Xia Wufeng." Leng Wushuang waved his hand.
Leng Wushuang said a few more words, asking him not to leave in a hurry. After recovering from his injuries, it would not be too late to go to Haitian Palace. Haitian Palace and Xinghu Xiaozhu did not want to deal with each other. If he went there with an injured body, he might be bullied.
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Li Muchan agreed, and after she left, he immediately entered the picture of heaven, humans, and gods, and absorbed the essence of the sun and moon to nourish his body.
When he woke up in the morning, his wound was itchy, as if there were ants gnawing at it. Li Muchan ignored it, got up, left the hut, and went to the back garden.
In the back garden, Leng Wushuang was instructing the three women to practice martial arts, one against three. The swords of Zhang Qiaoyi and the three women were flashing with cold light, and the surrounding air was a little lower than in the distance.
The bright sunshine shone on them, and their white satin outfits shone with silver. They were all full of energy, heroic and beautiful in their own way.
Li Muchan breathed in the fresh air and looked at their heroic figures. His mood suddenly became cheerful and relaxed. He smiled and walked closer, stepped into the flower garden, and came to the edge of the roundabout.
The three women kept using their swords, besieging Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang also held a sword in his hand. His white clothes were fluttering, and his sword skills were light and agile. They looked powerless, but they always stabbed at the gaps between the three women.
Although the three women's combined attacks were astonishingly powerful, they were not impressive under Leng Wushuang's sword skills. When she stabbed them with her sword, they all became confused.
Leng Wushuang looked calm, as if he was doing it casually without exerting any effort. The foreheads of the three women were already dripping with sweat, and their faces were as pretty as flowers.
Seeing Li Muchan coming, Leng Wushuang raised his voice and said: "Li Zhu, you come too!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay!"
He drew out the long sword from his waist, slid to the side of the three women, and stabbed Leng Wushuang. He activated his sword technique with the intent of the Duanyue Sword, just like last night.
This sword was simple, but just right. When combined with the three women, it formed a combined attack. The power suddenly increased greatly, and the sword light enveloped it.
Li Muchan and the three women practiced martial arts together for fun when they had nothing to do. Naturally, they also practiced the three women's joint sword technique. Although the fire was not deep, there was no problem with the three-blade axe.
Moreover, Li Muchan's sword skills were superior because the sword contained strange power and could slow down the opponent, but it was useless when used on Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang seemed to have no feeling at all.
As a result, Li Muchan could only win purely with swordsmanship, and he really had no advantage. He had deep internal strength, but in terms of the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship, he was inferior to three women.
Under the combined attack of the four of them, Leng Wushuang became more relaxed and comfortable, shaking his head at Li Muchan from time to time, showing a look of disappointment, which made Li Muchan smile bitterly and could only pretend not to see it.
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After a hundred moves, Leng Wushuang suddenly shook his sword, and the sword buzzed, and several sword shadows appeared, as if a dozen swords were thrust out at the same time, breaking the combined attack of Li Muchan and four others.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!" There were four clear sounds, and the swords of the four people flew out. Leng Wushuang returned the sword to its sheath and shook his head: "The heat is too bad!"
The three women looked ashamed and hurriedly put away their swords. Li Muchan also sheathed his sword in embarrassment.
Zhang Qiaoyi and the other three were very eye-catching. Seeing Leng Wushuang's expression, they wanted to tell Li Muchan something, so they said goodbye and left to change into more fashionable clothes.
Leng Wushuang threw it gently and the sword fell back on the shelf next to her. She turned around and said, "Go in and talk."
The two of them entered the small pavilion next to them and sat down respectively. Leng Wushuang said: "I went over last night and listened, and they were fooled."
Li Muchan frowned: "No doubt?"
Leng Wushuang showed a smile: "They had a little suspicion, but after seeing Beijiang's swordsmanship, they made Beijiang's swordsmanship plausible, which made them believe it even more."
Li Muchan laughed. This move was extremely powerful. It was specious. No matter how you thought about it, it was said that they were from the Beijiang Sword Sect. They deliberately concealed their swordsmanship, so it was specious and reasonable. They were not from the Beijiang Sword Sect and did not get it.
Beijiang Swordsmanship Real Sword, it makes sense to blame Beijiang Sword Sect.
In this way, it is difficult to really determine what is reasonable.
Leng Wushuang said: "For the time being, there is no problem. You can recover well and don't think about it anymore."
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes."
Li Muchan ignored what happened next. Now they were transporting the remains and assigning as many people as possible to leave and as many to stay. He focused on entering the picture of heaven, humans and gods to repair his body.
Baiyun City was peaceful, just like the tranquility after a storm. There was no movement at Sanxiao Hall. They lost a lot of manpower and their strength was greatly reduced.
There was no movement in the Xinghu courtyard. Someone left secretly. There were only five or six people. No one could see anything strange. Leng Wushuang personally took charge.
Seven days later, Li Muchan recovered from his injuries and left Xinghu Xiaozhu alone for Haitian Palace.
***: There is only one update today, more updates tomorrow.