When Xiao Yuan went out, Li Muchan disappeared, and he called out hurriedly: "Zhan Ran, wait for me!"
The gray shadow flashed, and Li Muchan appeared, frowning and saying: "Xiaoyuan, why are you joining in the fun!"
"Young lady is worried, please take me there!" Xiao Yuan said hurriedly.
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "Okay!"
He stretched out his sleeve: "Hold it!"
Xiao Yuan smiled and stretched out her little hand, grabbed the corner of his sleeve, and said: "Actually, I can keep up!"
Li Muchan glanced at her sideways, not intending to laugh at this moment, and said in a deep voice: "Hold on!"
After saying that, his body turned into a gray shadow and shot out. Xiao Yuan tightened his grip and felt a strong force coming from him, and he flew up involuntarily, like a kite.
The scene in front of her was moving backwards rapidly, and the strong wind hit her face and ruffled her hair. This feeling was very exciting, she had never experienced it before, and she couldn't help but giggle.
Li Muchan turned around and glared, and she quickly stopped laughing: "I'm sorry...I won't speak!"
Li Muchan then gave up and turned around to concentrate on his way, just like light and shadow passing by.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them left Jinyang City, headed east, and entered a forest.
The woods are mostly pine trees, with poplars and locust trees in between. They are lush and green. The ground is overgrown with grass and green vines are crisscrossed and intertwined, making it impossible to move forward.
Li Muchan simply jumped up and walked on the treetops, his monk's robes fluttering.
"Zhan Ran, I'll do it myself!" Xiao Yuan let go of his sleeves and tapped the treetops with her toes. She was light and elegant, very agile, and followed closely behind him.
Li Muchan flew swiftly across the treetops, like a goshawk, while Xiao Yuan also skimmed over the treetops, but like a baby swallow, a little more graceful and moving.
Soon we reached the end, and there was a big river in front of us. The river was gentle and flowing slowly, and there were beaches on both sides.
Xiaoyuan's sleeves were fluttering and she raised her voice: "Zhanran, how far is it?"
Between the woods and the river is the river beach, which is a flat slope. At this time, a person is lying by the water, immersed in the water from the waist down, and his upper body is in a climbing posture.
His back is facing up, wearing sapphire blue clothes.
"Look! Look!" Madoka pointed over there and shouted.
Li Muchan nodded: "Go over!"
He could tell at a glance that this was his second senior brother He Nanshan.
The two of them folded in the air and fell diagonally that way.
"Chi——!" A little bit of cold light suddenly appeared, like a fish net covering the two of them.
Li Muchan stretched out his arms and hugged Xiao Yuan into his arms. A silver sword was drawn across his waist, and the sword light hung upside down in front of him like a waterfall.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A series of crisp sounds, sparks bursting out.
While waving the long sword, his body sank and fell diagonally to the river. He moved quickly, ignoring the hidden weapon, and rushed straight towards Henan Mountain.
There was an endless stream of hidden weapons, and they kept making jingling noises. Xiao Yuan lay in his arms, her cheeks flushed, and her starry eyes dim, as if she was drunk.
He rushed forward a few feet and stopped three feet away from Henan Mountain, not daring to get too close for fear of accidentally being injured by a hidden weapon.
He let go of Xiao Yuan and whispered: "Go and see my second senior brother...be careful!"
Xiao Yuan woke up and quickly took out a green bamboo tube from her arms. It was as long as her palm, as thick as her thumb, and had a thread on one side.
Xiao Yuan pointed the bamboo pipe towards the sky, pulled the thread, and suddenly there was a sharp whistle, and then a ball of fire shot up into the sky, and a "bang" exploded in the air.
"Bang!" There was another sound, and a cloud of black mist exploded, curling like a dark cloud.
"Bang!" Then there was another sound, and the black fog became thicker and condensed, like holding up a black umbrella.
Suddenly a low voice came from the woods: "Oh, it's one of our own!"
Immediately, three people rushed over. They were dressed in black shirts and were extremely fast. They were close in the blink of an eye.
Li Muchan glanced at him and saw an old man in front of him. He had a gaunt appearance, a rosy complexion, and three strands of clean beard under his chin. He looked like a fairy among gods, and he looked amiable.
Behind him were two middle-aged men with ordinary looks who did not attract attention in the crowd. Both of them had bright eyes and bulging temples. They were both masters.
In a blink of an eye, the three of them arrived in front of Li Muchan.
"Haha..." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, with a friendly look on his face, and said, "Which hospital does your little brother belong to?"
Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief, returned his sword to its sheath, and put his hands together in a tithe: "Tianshu Zhanran, I wonder what your senior's name is and which hall he belongs to?"
Xiao Yuan's eyes widened and she exclaimed: "Zhan Ran, they are not..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed from Li Muchan's waist, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing the chest of a middle-aged man.
"Uh..." The middle-aged man looked at him in shock.
Li Muchan's charged attack was shocking.
"Tsk——!" Li Muchan drew his sword and retreated. A blood arrow shot out, but he couldn't catch up with him.
The middle-aged man's chest spurted blood, and he slowly fell backwards, landing heavily on the beach with a "bang".
"What a bald donkey!" Another middle-aged man yelled angrily, his sword light was like lightning, and he struck straight at him. Li Muchan swung his sword to meet him, with a crisp "ding" sound and sparks flying out.
The old man's face was gloomy, and the hand stroking his beard paused, then flashed in front of Xiao Yuan, reached out and clapped his palm, and it fell down as lightly as willow catkins.
Xiao Yuan hummed and raised her little hand.
"Boo!" There was a soft sound, the two palms met, Xiaoyuan's clothes fluttered, and he flew out, hitting a pine tree with his pink back.
"Bang" the pine needles fell, and the small round slid down softly, as if the bones had been removed.
She was lying under the tree, her pretty face was pale, her vomitus horn was bloody, and her expression was painful.
Li Muchan's sword light flashed, and he quickly retreated to Xiao Yuan, with his back to her: "Is it okay?"
"Death... I can't die!" Madoka groaned with difficulty.
Li Muchan knelt down and said calmly: "Come up!"
He secretly sighed in his heart, there will be no end to human life, and without Madoka, he has now rescued his second senior brother, and now he is passive!
Xiao Yuan gritted her teeth, climbed onto his back with difficulty, put her hands around his neck, panting, her pretty face became increasingly pale, without any color at all.
Li Muchan was as steady as a mountain and allowed her to climb up. His sword did not tremble at all, and he looked at the old man and the middle-aged man calmly.
The two of them had some free time, looked at him coldly, and allowed Madoka to climb up behind him without making any move to stop him. The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, showing off their mockery.
The middle-aged man sneered: "You two are lovers, let's go on the road together!"
He turned around and said: "Elder Qingshi, let's go up together... reinforcements will be coming soon. This bald donkey is very capable and won't be able to take him down in a moment!"
The old man shook his head, looked at Li Muchan with a smile, and pointed at He Nanshan by the river beach: "One life is worth one life, it is enough to keep this person... Little Master, you can go!"
Li Muchan was calm and composed, and said calmly: "Are you Bai Qingshi?"
"It's me." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, confident.
The middle-aged man smiled ferociously: "Hey, Elder Qingshi is smart, I'll kill that kid first!"
He jumped up and flew towards He Nanshan. While he was in the air, he raised his long sword high and stabbed straight down. The force was about to split He Nanshan into two pieces.
The gray shadow flashed, and Li Muchan rushed forward and shouted: "Stop!"
"Haha, let me teach you a clever trick!" The old man swayed, blocked his way, and slapped his head with his right palm.
Li Muchan's figure suddenly sped up, avoiding his chest, and his left shoulder met his palm.
"Bang!" He received a solid slap on his left shoulder.
His expression remained unchanged, and with the help of this palm power, he moved a little faster and turned into a gust of wind and appeared behind the middle-aged man, with the sword light like a rainbow, going straight through.
When the middle-aged man landed on the ground and saw the light of the sword coming, he screamed strangely and raised his hand in the air, grabbing Li Muchan's wrist, forcing him to change his moves.
Behind Li Muchan, Bai Qingshi sneered and chased after him.
His own palm power can crack monuments and crack rocks. If he receives this palm, his skin will peel off even if he doesn't die. How dare he bear it with force? Such a desperate Saburo must be eliminated as soon as possible!
Xiao Yuan hugged Li Muchan, opened her eyes wide, and glared at the old man fiercely.
Li Muchan's sword remained unchanged, piercing the heart of the middle-aged man and burning both jade and stone.
The middle-aged man laughed ferociously and cursed secretly: If this little bald donkey doesn't change his moves, his wrists will be cut off, and we'll see how he stabs himself.
Li Muchan's face was calm, and he let the long sword hit his arm, causing blood to spatter.
The sword hit his arm, and the sword fell out of his hand.
The middle-aged man sneered. This young monk did not dodge and came to his door. He had obviously been slapped by Elder Qingshi. His internal injuries were too severe and his hands and feet were no longer in control.
The long sword fell, and a hand suddenly appeared in mid-air, grabbing the long sword and gently sending it forward.
"Uh..." The middle-aged man's eyes widened, he held the sword in front of his heart and stared at Li Muchan in disbelief.
He made a roaring sound in his mouth and tried to speak, but blood welled up and blocked his mouth.
Li Muchan drew his sword with his left hand, Huo turned around and looked at Bai Qingshi quietly.
When his right hand was injured, he practiced hard on his left hand, and it came in handy now. For the safety of his second senior brother, he wanted to kill this person at all costs.
Only then did Xiao Yuan come back to her senses. She quickly let go of her hand and went to the ground, tearing open a piece of white sleeve with her teeth to wrap up his wound.
Li Muchan shook his head and said calmly: "Let's take a look at the second senior brother first!"
Madoka glanced at him, nodded helplessly, took out the porcelain bottle from her pocket, poured out a pill with two pills, swallowed one, and handed the other to him.
Li Muchan took it with his right hand and threw it into his mouth.
Xiao Yuan knelt down next to He Nanshan and turned him over.
The white bluestone fell to the ground silently.
He frowned, stared at Li Muchan, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that there would be someone like you in the Mei Mansion..., Tianshu Zhanran, good! Good!"
Li Muchan held the sword in his left hand, made a starting stance, and said calmly: "Please enlighten me!"
Bai Qingshi glanced towards the woods and said calmly: "I'll spare your life today!"
After that, he turned around, picked up the two bodies, jumped into the woods and disappeared.
Li Muchan's figure swayed and he leaned his sword on the ground, his face turned pale.
"Zhanran!" A dark green figure appeared, blinking in front of Li Muchan, and a gust of wind blew his gray monk's robe.
Li Muchan smiled: "Third Young Master..."
Mei Ruohai stepped forward to support him and said, "That was the white bluestone just now!"
"Yes." Li Muchan nodded, turned and walked towards Xiao Yuan.
Mei Ruohai held his right arm, tapped it twice to stop the bleeding, and followed him.
"Hey, it's really Bai Qingshi?!" Mei Ruohai suddenly raised his head, laughed loudly, and slapped him on the shoulder: "Okay -!... It can make Bai Qingshi deflate, which is very satisfying... Tianshu Zhanran, really deserves his reputation!
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Li Muchan grinned, and Mei Ruohai slapped his left shoulder, which caused pain to his bones.
Xiao Yuan hurriedly shouted: "Third Young Master, Zhanran is injured!"
"Yes, I saw it." Mei Ruohai nodded and said with a smile: "It seems to be a flesh wound, it's not serious, just take care of it for a while!"
Xiao Yuan gave him a blank look and said anxiously: "He was also hit by Bai Qingshi's palm on his left shoulder!"
Mei Ruohai hurriedly removed his palm and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!...It doesn't matter, Zhanran?"
He saw blood on Li Muchan's left shoulder, but seeing that he was holding the sword firmly and powerfully, he thought it was someone else's blood.
"It's nothing... Xiaoyuan, how's the second senior brother?" Li Muchan shook his head. He had practiced the indestructible power of the Vajra, so this little pain was nothing.
The indestructible magic power of Vajra is indeed extraordinary. He was hit by a palm in his left arm, but the muscles were torn but the bones were not affected, so he could be killed with one sword.
Bai Qingshi's internal energy was strong, and with one palm strike, the palm power surged in, but Li Muchan's internal energy was also deep, not inferior to the opponent's, and could not be blocked. Moreover, the internal organs were tempered by the indestructible Vajra, and were extremely strong, so there was no serious problem.
He walked over and knelt down to look at He Nanshan.
Madoka had turned him over. His clothes were soaked, and he was lying on his back, unconscious. His face was white with blue, and there was a faint layer of gray.