Her expression remained unchanged, her palms were first retracted and then pushed forward, just like catching a ball. She took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the huge force. Her feet fluttered and she took a few steps back.
She had been notified in advance by Li Muchan, so even though it was a sneak attack, she was still able to take it safely. Even though the two men's skills were beyond her expectation, she was not injured at all. However, they only took a few steps back.
Very high control skills.
Li Muchan's expression changed, he shook his head and sighed secretly. He really didn't expect that their determination was so strong. Now there were not four men in black but six in total.
At this time, four men in black emerged, two attacked Song Shuhua, and two attacked Song Wuye. Song Wuye was not so lucky and could not escape the plot and was injured.
Fortunately, there were Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo. Although Mr. Song was injured, he was immediately blocked by the two men. Without giving the other party a chance, Song Shuhua floated to Mr. Song.
"Damn it!" Mr. Song Wu held his chest and staggered back two steps. After he stood firm, he spat out a bloody arrow and cursed angrily: "Hua'er, let's retreat!"
Two men in black suddenly appeared and slapped him on the back. Although Mr. Song Wu tried his best to dodge, they could not completely avoid it. The slap hit him hard.
After the blood arrow spurted out, his face turned pale and he was obviously seriously injured. Fortunately, he was in good spirits and was fine for a while.
"Fifth Uncle!" Song Shuhua said anxiously, supporting the Fifth Uncle Song.
Master Song Wu chuckled, patted his chest, and said proudly: "Don't worry, girl, Uncle Wu, I still have life-saving armor!"...,...Back off!"
He winked at Song Shuhua. Song Shuhua turned around and looked through the fighting people in the field and landed on Li Muchan.
Li Muchan's face was expressionless, as if he was staring at the field in a daze, and he was already thinking in his mind: "Hurry and help the fifth master to return to the formation and activate the formation!"
Song Shuhua lightly chinned her head, supported Master Song Wu, turned around and left.
But the battlefield has already become a battle, and Mr. Mo and Mr. Meng are showing off their might. The two of them fight against six people. These six men in black are all at the master level, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. Although Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo fight for their lives, they are invincible.
If you go crazy, it won't help, and you will be overwhelmed and out of breath.
Song Jing saw that Meng Lao and Mo Lao were getting worse and worse, and that he was about to be destroyed before his eyes. He was furious and jumped in. Like a ghost, he flashed behind an old man in black and struck out with a light palm.
This palm was silent and as fast as lightning. It was about to hit the man in black's vest. A palm appeared in the diagonal stab and met his hand. There was a muffled "bang" sound. Song Jing turned over and staggered back.
A few steps.
Although he is powerful and possesses great skills passed down from his family, he is only a martial artist after all. It is difficult to make up for the difference in level, just by using one palm to reach a higher level.
But this time he also distracted the hearts of the six people, and Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
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Song Shuhua shouted from a distance: "Second brother, Elder Meng, Elder Mo, don't fight hard, leave quickly!"
She shouted to Meng Fei and others who were eager to try: "What are you waiting for? You will die if you stay there, why don't you come here quickly!"
Everyone suddenly realized and rushed to Song Shuhua's side, but Song Jing rushed towards the six people again without hesitation, his body was like a ghost, and Song Shuhua's path was completely different.
Li Muchan shook his head. This Song Jing was indeed not an ordinary person. It was extremely rare that he could still be so bloody under such circumstances. How could his subordinates not die in obedience to such a lord?
Looking at Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo, both of them were working hard without caring about their own safety, their eyes were blood red, they had obviously used some secret method to stimulate their potential.
Song Jing's figure seemed to have grown a little bigger, his palm power roared like a tiger's, and he also used secret techniques to vaguely reach the realm of a master. The three of them blocked six men in black in one moment.
Seeing Song Shuhua and the others walking away, the six men in black looked at each other, and in a flash, the two of them resisted Mr. Meng Mo Songjing, while the remaining four rushed towards Song Shuhua and his group.
Li Muchan, Meng Fei and the others were mixed together, blending into the crowd without being conspicuous.
Song Shuhua supported Master Song and ran to the top of the mountain, turned around and said loudly: "Second brother, don't fight hard, come here!"
As she spoke, she rushed towards the mountainside again and met the four old men. She was afraid that they would vent their anger on the Song family disciples, so she arrived at Li Muchan's side.
Song Jing jumped towards this side and shouted loudly: "Damn it, if you bully our Song family, I will kill them!"
"Second brother, hurry up the mountain!" Song Shuhua shouted angrily.
While the two were talking, everyone ran to the top of the mountain. Meng Lao and Mo Lao got rid of the two men in black and ran towards them. Song Jing chased behind the four men in black like a ghost, and Song Shuhua met the four men in black.
In the end, Song Shuhua and Si Heiyi were the first to fight.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Song Shuhua raised both palms to meet the two of them, and her palms exploded like muffled thunder.
The other two people were about to slap her with their palms, but Li Muchan suddenly appeared and stood in front of Song Shuhua. He raised both palms to meet the two men in black, and also made a thunderous sound.
He flew out upside down, spitting out a blood mist in the air, and at the same time pressed his left hand, a ball of extremely pure internal energy was injected into Song Shuhua's body.
Song Shuhua became energetic and rushed to attack in front of the two men in black. "Bang bang bang..." a series of palm strikes sounded.
Song Jing was like a ghost, extremely fast. He arrived at this moment and entangled the other two men in black. He activated his secret method and barely reached the master level, but he was still a little short of it. He couldn't hold on after just two moves and was about to be palmed.
At this moment, Meng Lao and Mo Lao rushed over and stood in front of him, and the three of them formed a horn formation.
Li Muchan's voice sounded in Song Shuhua's mind: "Sister Xiaonuo, don't be reluctant to fight, retreat quickly!"
He flew very far, and Meng Fei rushed out with a startled sound, trying to catch him, but Li Muchan landed one step ahead of time, and landed heavily with a "bang".
"Brother Li Huang, is it okay?" Meng Fei hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
Li Muchan helped him stand up, smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was not easy to hide his deep feelings, but since he was pretending, he could only pretend to the end.
"Let's go to the top of the mountain." He said solemnly.
Meng Fei worriedly glanced at Song Shuhua in the distance. She was fighting and retreating, while calling Song Jing to retreat, while Song Jing called for Meng Lao and Mo Lao to retreat.
Li Muchan walked a few steps away, then stopped. Meng Fei urged him. He shook his head and looked at the situation in the battle circle.
This Song Jing is really not simple. Even after activating the secret method and his blood boiling, he can still keep his mind calm and agile. Song Shuhua is definitely not that powerful.
Song Shuhua quickly approached, and Li Muchan secretly sent another ball of internal energy over. Song Shuhua's spirit was refreshed. The two men in black were also anxious, and their movements became more and more violent, making her breathless. Li Muchan's hidden help was like a timely rain, helping her to support herself.
Go down.
Under Meng Fei's urging, Li Muchan slowly retreated, synchronizing with Song Shuhua, secretly adding internal force from time to time, but Meng Fei was on the side but did not notice anything strange.
Song Jing and Meng Lao Mo Lao were at odds with each other. They also fought and retreated faster than Song Shuhua. Although they were at a disadvantage, they were invincible and could not be shaken for a while.
Song Shuhua fought against the two men in black without falling behind. People in the distance cheered loudly. Master Song Wu frowned and stared at Song Shuhua, and glanced at Li Muchan from time to time.
He vaguely noticed something strange about Song Shuhua. He had fought with these men in black, and he knew that no matter how powerful Song Shuhua was, she couldn't last for so long, and she hadn't used the secret method yet.
After all, she had just become a master. Although her inner strength was pure, it was not deep enough. Someone must be helping her secretly. Looking at him, Li Muchan was the most suspicious.
Li Muchan suddenly turned his head and smiled at him. Song Wuye shook his head and understood that his guess was correct, but since Li Wuji acted secretly, he probably didn't want others to know, so why did he bother to ruin his affairs? I really don't know what he was up to!
He looked at the situation, frowned, thought for a moment, and said loudly: "Wuji, come here!"
Li Muchan agreed, secretly gave Song Shuhua another round of internal energy and said to Meng Fei: "Quickly go!"
Meng Fei supported him, his figure fluttering, turned around and rushed to Song Wuye. Song Wuye whispered: "I am injured and need internal strength to activate the formation. Please help me!"
Li Muchan nodded. Song Wuye turned to Meng Fei and said, "Boy, please step aside!"
He shook his head secretly. What a stupid boy. He looked quite smart, but he was actually a fool. How could Hua'er fight with Xiao Jingzi when he had all these guys?
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brother Meng, my injury is not serious, it won't hinder you!"
"Then you have to be careful..." Meng Fei said with concern.
"What a hey!" Song Wuye snorted angrily and glared: "If you don't get out, I'm going to take action!"
Meng Fei stepped back helplessly, and Master Song Wu took out a white jade-like sign from his arms, about the size of a palm, crystal clear, as if a clear spring was flowing in it.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, not caring about the dirt on the ground, with his palms clasped together, holding a white jade plaque between his palms. Li Muchan sat cross-legged behind him, holding his vest with both hands.
Song Wuye murmured to himself, his face getting paler and paler. Li Muchan felt a strong tug from an invisible big hand, and the internal energy in his body was pulled out of his meridians and penetrated into Song Wuye's body.
He secretly felt pain, his deep inner strength was suddenly exhausted, and he could only use the Void Qi Entrainment Technique. The mighty spiritual energy came in and circulated rapidly along the Shenlong Sutra. After a few weeks, the essence was as pure as mercury, and was then ripped away by invisible hands.
This goes on and on, and as soon as the internal force as pure as mercury is formed, it is immediately pulled away. Li Muchan does not dare to be distracted anymore, and concentrates on using the Void Qi Entrainment Technique and running the Shenlong Sutra, greatly increasing his speed.
In the blink of an eye, Li Muchan did it more than twenty times. After once again attracting the spiritual energy as pure as mercury, the strong pulling force suddenly disappeared.
He was startled and then opened his eyes. The surroundings had changed. What he saw was a dense forest, as gloomy as Kongming Mountain. The terrain was also very similar. It was as if time and space had changed and he had returned to Kongming Mountain again, or Kongming Mountain had moved here.
He understood that the formation was complete and hurriedly said: "Fifth Master, Sister Xiaonuo...?"
"Already come in!" Song Wuye hummed with his eyes closed.
Li Muchan let out a long sigh of relief: "You're not injured, are you?"
"I can't die!" Song Wuye snorted: "You are a good boy!"
He felt the depth and purity of Li Muchan's internal energy. The activation of the formation this time was almost entirely supported by Li Muchan's internal energy. Due to his injury, his internal energy was not functioning smoothly. Without Li Muchan, this formation would not have been possible.
Li Muchan smiled, and while running the Void Qi Drawing Technique, he was running the Divine Dragon Sutra, constantly replenishing his internal energy, and sweeping around at the same time.
Song Wuye said: "They are all trapped in the formation, but the formation here is similar to the formation in Kongming Mountain. They generally know how to move."
Li Muchan nodded. After a moment, his eyes suddenly flashed. Song Shuhua, Meng Fei and Zhao Bai appeared, with Song Xiuxiu supporting Song Shuhua.
Li Muchan's expression changed slightly, he quickly looked at Song Shuhua and Song Xiuxiu and said, "Fifth Master, Sister Xiaonuo was hit by a palm.
Master Song Wu waved his hand: "Okay, it's just one palm, it won't kill anyone."
He knew that Song Shuhua had protective armor, so getting slapped would not be a big problem. Li Muchan frowned and looked, and Song Shuhua said in his mind: "It doesn't matter."
Li Muchan secretly said: "It really doesn't matter?"
"Well, the protective armor offsets most of the power." Song Shuhua said.
Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief: "What about the second young master?"
"It doesn't matter to him, it doesn't matter to you, right?"
She knew that Li Muchan was pretending to be injured on purpose, but activating the formation was not a good job.
Li Muchan had a smile on his face and said to himself: "It doesn't matter."
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While the two were talking, Mr. Song Wu said: "Xiu'er, go and attract Jing'er here!"
Song Xiuxiu curled her lips, looked at Song Shuhua and waved her hands. Song Xiuxiu reluctantly agreed, turned and left.
Song Xiuxiu is very familiar with the layout of Kongming Mountain. The formation is similar to Kongming Mountain, so she can't help it, but she really doesn't want to lure Song Jing over.
As Song Shuhua's confidant, she was very clear and sympathetic to the grudges between Song Shuhua and Song Jing. She didn't like to see him and wished he was dead.
However, she had to obey Song Shuhua's orders, so she had no choice but to go back. After a long delay, she led Song Jing and the others out and arrived in front of Song Shuhua.
Song Jing and the others were well-informed. Once they realized they were trapped in the formation, they would immediately stop and adjust their breathing in place, waiting for Song Shuhua to come to rescue them. He understood Song Shuhua's character and would never take the opportunity to harm himself.
The effect of his secret method had passed, and after taking a pill, he still couldn't hide his tiredness, but he was still full of interest: "Haha, little sister, are you injured?"
Song Shuhua said coldly: "Second brother, are you happy to see me injured?"
Song Jing smiled proudly: "Haha, this time is a sure-fire situation. If I don't come, will you, little sister, be unable to escape this time?"
Song Shuhua snorted coldly: "Thank you so much, second brother, I owe you my life."
"Haha, easy to say, easy to say!" Song Jing stroked his mustache and said with a smile: "But the second sister's skills are an eye-opener for me. The master is indeed worthy of the master!"
Song Shuhua glanced at Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo, and said calmly: "It's just a fluke."
As both the legitimate sons of the Song family, Song Shuhua did not have a grandmaster to protect her. The fifth master of Song Dynasty had been close to her since she was a child and treated her like his own daughter. He only followed her after seeing her.
Song Jing, on the other hand, was guarded by two grandmasters. Their treatment was very different, which shows the difference between men and women in the Song family.
However, no matter how powerful the guard is, he can't be as powerful as himself. Song Shuhua can become a master, and the three brothers and sisters are the first.
Song Jing's face darkened and he snorted: "Who are these guys? They are very courageous!"
Song Shuhua said lightly: "It's just those families!...Fifth Uncle, are you okay?"
Master Song Wu shook his head: "My old bones can't die. Hua'er, Xing'er, you just sit down and rest. We'll talk about it tomorrow!"
"Yes, let's sharpen their spirits!" Song Jing agreed, stroking his hands.
Everyone sat cross-legged, surrounding Song Shuhua and Song Wuye. Li Muchan sat next to Meng Fei, on the other side of Song Shuhua, and the surroundings quickly became quiet.
Li Muchan and Song Shuhua talked secretly, unknown to outsiders.
Li Muchan asked: "The Song family has many enemies?"
"Well, I guess it's Anjia." Song Shuhua answered.
Before Li Muchan could ask, Song Shuhua continued: "The An family and my Song family have always been at odds with each other. They have been enemies for several generations. The feud is getting deeper and deeper and will never end."
Li Muchan secretly asked: "Why is this so?"
Song Shuhua said: "It's the grudges of previous generations that have been carried forward by the younger generations. I don't know what's going on."
Li Muchan said no more, and the two began to adjust their breaths.
Li Muchan replayed the previous fights in his mind, thinking about his experience in the battle. Different martial arts meant different situations when facing the enemy. He had rich experience in fighting the enemy, but this was actually a constraint.
When he arrived in this world, his original experience was deeply rooted in his bones, and every move, every move, and every move contained its own secrets, but when he arrived in this world, it was different.
But it is not easy to change this deep-rooted habit. It requires step by step, simulating in the mind, and practical experience. What he lacks most now is actual combat.
In the early morning of the next day, the fog was lingering, and the surroundings could not be seen clearly. There were only lush woods. People woke up one after another, and Li Muchan glanced at Song Shuhua.
Just as Song Shuhua opened her eyes and looked over, their eyes separated as soon as they touched. Li Muchan saw that she had recovered. She was pregnant with the elixir and protected by precious armor. She was indeed a disciple of an aristocratic family.
Song Shuhua turned her bright eyes away, seemingly not seeing Li Muchan, and fell on Master Song Wu's face: "Uncle Wu, are you feeling better?"
"Well, the recovery is 70% to 80%." Song Wuye nodded, opened his eyes, glanced at everyone with a sharp gaze, and sighed: "It will be done tomorrow."
Song Shuhua said: "How will they deal with it?"
Song Liye shook his head: "There is nothing we can do. They are masters and have rich experience. The formations were made hastily and have limited power. We can only trap them without hurting them."
Song Shuhua frowned and nodded slowly, no longer insisting. Grandmasters have body-protecting aura, which makes it difficult for those below to be harmed. However, the power of formations takes time to accumulate. Just like warriors, the thicker the accumulated aura, the stronger the power.
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Song Jing also woke up and walked over slowly: "U Heng, you've been beaten so hard, you can't help but know who it is, right?"
Song Shuhua said lightly: "People from Anjia."
"How did you know it was from the An family?" Song Jing shook his head and said disapprovingly: "Maybe he was deliberately provoking it."
"Are we going to start a fight with the An family?" Song Shuhua glanced at him, then turned her head and said, "Uncle Fifth, let me go and take a look!"
Master Song Wu shook his head: "Forget it, it's not worth the risk, let's go."
"Fifth Uncle!" Song Jing shouted reluctantly.
Mr. Song Wu's eyes widened: "I'm sorry, boy, if you want to go by yourself, don't let Hua'er die!"
Song Jing sighed helplessly: "Yes, just listen to Uncle Wu!"
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Everyone got up and packed up, and then - left the formation, went down the hill and looked from a distance, only to see six people standing motionless on the top of the mountain, like statues.
Everyone laughed, thinking they were so stupid, and seeing this looked like a relief.
"Fifth Master, how long do they have to stay?" Meng Fei shouted.
"Two days." Song Wuye glared at him.
He doesn't think it's anything special, it's just a trap. It's not really a skill. His formation skills are still far behind!
Seeing his expression, Meng Fei shut his mouth knowingly and turned to care about Li Muchan: "Brother Li, are you okay?"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing serious."
Everyone slowly calmed down, then jumped on their horses and continued on their way.
Li Muchan and Song Shuhua walked side by side, Song Wuye was still holding the line at the end, and Song Jing was on the other side of Song Shuhua, glancing at Li Muchan curiously.
Song Shuhua glanced at him lightly and said nothing. Li Muchan smiled and nodded, sending a friendly gesture.
Song Jing smiled and said: "Little sister, is this Brother Li...?"
"You don't need to know." Song Shuhua said coldly.
This made Song Jing even more interested, and he said with a smile: "Oh...?...What kind of ability does Brother Li have? My little sister has high standards and is very disobedient!"
Li Muchan bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I just read a few books, not worth mentioning."
"So he is a scholar." Song Jing was surprised and said with a smile: "Little sister, your taste is really unique, haha..."
He let out bursts of strange laughter and glanced at Li Muchan and Song Shuhua ambiguously.
Song Shuhua looked at him indifferently, shook her head, as if she was too lazy to say more, turned around and said: "Li Wuji, let's take a quick step!"
"Yes." Li Muchan responded, and the two of them rode out, surpassing Song Jing in one go.
Song Jing did not rush his horse to catch up, but smiled as he watched the two of them go away. He narrowed his eyes slightly and touched his chin, thoughtfully thinking about Li Muchan's identity and what role he played next to Song Shuhua.
He thought to himself, depending on the situation, Li Wuji was not very skilled in martial arts, but he was quite loyal. He sacrificed his life to save his little sister at a critical moment, but he didn't look like he liked her. What was the reason?
He waved: "Meng Fei, come here, come here!"
Meng Fei smiled bitterly in his heart, but there was nothing strange on his face. He smiled and said, "What are your orders, Second Young Master?"
"Let me ask you, where did this Li Wuji come from?" Song Jing asked with wide eyes.
Meng Fei was startled and said with a smile: "Brother Li? It was Sister Xiaonu who accidentally rescued him. He is a very smart man."
Song Jing touched his chin and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my savior, no wonder..."
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Meng Fei smiled and said, "Brother Li offended the second young master?"
"Hmph, it seems that he is smart, not as stupid as you!" Song Jing waved his hand.
Meng Fei touched his head and chuckled: "That's right, that's right, Second Young Master, I'm going to chase Sister Xiaowen!"
"Go on, go on, you're such a bitch!" Song Jing cursed angrily.
Meng Fei was not angry either. He hit his horse with a smile and ran after him into the distance. Zhao Bai shouted "Drive" and let the horse chase after him. The horse's hooves raised dust and floated towards Song Jing.
Song Jing cursed, but did not argue with Zhao Bai. Song Xiuxiu also snorted and chased after Song Jing without even looking at Song Jing.
Song Jing shook his head and cursed: "What kind of slaves are there really like their masters, these dogs!"
Cai Lao smiled and said, "Young master, you don't have to be familiar with them."
Song Jing smiled and waved his hand: "That's true, I don't bother to argue with them, Meng Lao Mo Lao, I have worked hard this time!"
Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo smiled and shook their heads without saying much.
Li Muchan and Song Shuhua were galloping on horseback, and their mounts were both magnificent, which showed the Song family's wealth. Ordinary people could not afford such a horse in their lifetime, just like the sports cars of later generations.
The two of them galloped ten miles away before slowly slowing down. Li Muchan said, "They won't give up and will probably come again."
"It's nothing, just come when you come!" Song Shuhua's face didn't change.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and Song Shuhua said calmly: "I have already sent a letter to my father, and he will send someone over again. Help will come soon."
"Can we make it in time?" Li Muchan asked.
Song Shuhua said: "They are in a nearby city. All they need to do is come over and meet them."
Li Muchan suddenly nodded. It seemed that the power of the Song family was by no means limited to one city. This gave him confidence.
While the two were talking, two horses galloped towards them from a distance. Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Shuhua: "Are they them?"
Song Shuhua smiled and nodded. Her face had always been tense, but now she smiled brightly.
The two riders were close in a blink of an eye, and they clasped their fists from a distance and said, "I've seen Sister Xiaonuo!"
Li Muchan looked at these two old men in gray shirts. They were about fifty years old. Their temples were bulging, as if they were hiding two pebbles. Their eyes were sparkling with energy and energy.
Although they are so energetic at such an age, these two people have obviously cultivated strange mental methods. Their vitality is stronger than that of the young people, and they look like two unsheathed long swords.
Song Shuhua clasped her fists: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Lu, thank you for your work."
The two clasped their fists and laughed. The thin old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Haha, sister Xiaonuo, there is no need to be polite. It is our blessing to be able to serve sister Xiaonuo!"
Song Shuhua pointed at Li Muchan: "This is Li Wuji, these are Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Lu. They are all elders with surnames outside the family, and their status is respected."
Li Muchan smiled, cupped his fists and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant, nothing unusual.
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The two old men did not dare to show off and returned the favor with clasped fists. Although they did not see Li Muchan's true identity, they looked at him and Song Shuhua, who looked much closer than ordinary people.
Although he is an elder with a foreign surname and is carefree, there are still juniors after all. The best thing is to have a good relationship, and the most stupid thing is to offend him.
Li Muchan knew about the so-called elders with the surname Wai, a master master, and after he had done enough meritorious service, after being promoted to the elder surnamed Wai, he was considered a real member of the Song family, and could take care of everything.
Just instruct the disciples to practice the exercises, and they will be most at ease.
Song Shuhua said: "Mr. Feng and the others are coming soon, right?"
Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "Old Feng and Old Zhao are waiting in the snow city in front for Sister Xiaowen to drive away."
"Okay, let's go." Song Shuhua nodded.
The people behind came over quickly. When Song Jing saw Mr. Zhou and Mr. Lu, his expression changed, and then he laughed and got close to them.
However, the two elders did not show any pretense and did not bother to talk to Song Jing at all. Song Jing, on the other hand, was not angry at all and just walked around them. He did not look like a second master at all, but more like a scoundrel.
Li Muchan was secretly surprised, he didn't expect this elder with a foreign surname to be so arrogant.