Tang Jian's muscles and veins were all severed, and his entire body was completely destroyed.
Eleven Sword Sect disciples were seriously injured, but they helped each other and rolled and crawled out of the hospital.
Guo Rui stood where he was, not daring to move or walk.
His expression was dull and he looked stupid.
The curly-haired boy Diao Ziwei, with his indifferent attitude as if the matter had nothing to do with him, turned a blind eye to the "humiliation" happening in front of him.
Mumu did not kill Guo Rui, but only destroyed his Dantian, making him unable to practice cultivation in this life.
Even so, the severe pain made the Guo boy who had previously clamored for death worse than death.
He was lying on the ground, his eyes were red and he was cursing angrily and viciously.
From being hoarse to covering his face and crying, until finally, he started talking nonsense in a delirious state.
"Senior, my junior brother Rui is the one to blame for this interruption. I, let's leave now."
Diao Ziwei stepped forward as if facing a formidable enemy, picked up the struggling Guo Rui on his back, bowed and saluted, and stepped back carefully.
Mumu said with a half-smile, "Are you a disciple of Jianmen?"
Diao Ziwei bit the bullet and replied: "Half."
Mu Mu stopped asking any more questions and asked Wang Xinyi to bring another pair of clean chopsticks and said in a deep voice: "If you want to take revenge, I will wait for you for half a month."
"It only takes a week to get back and forth from Jianmen to Dongwan Village. If you can make it, I can afford to wait."
"It doesn't matter if the elder of Jianmen comes over or the master of Jianmen comes in person."
Diao Ziwei broke into a cold sweat and said: "Senior's words, I will report them to the elders in the sect verbatim."
"How to make a decision will be decided by the top management of Jianmen."
Luo Wanli used a secret voice to ask: "Boy, the "Qingluan Talisman" in your hand comes from Ziwei. The terrifying power contained in it is comparable to the fourteenth level of martial arts. Why don't you use it?"
Diao Ziwei was about to cry but said without tears: "I don't dare to use it."
Luo Wanli encouraged: "Use it, I'm definitely not your opponent."
Diao Zi glanced at Mu Mu who was eating meat without any sign of intimidation, and said with great fear: "You may not be able to beat him."
After thinking for a while, the young man added sincerely: "My sister said that unless my life is in danger, I am not allowed to burn the Qingluan Talisman and actively harm others."
"It looks like an attack, but it's actually a defense. Please keep an eye on it, two seniors."
Luo Wanli waved his hand and said: "Gungungun, don't delay my drinking."
Diao Ziwei fled at great speed.
Huzi said with admiration on his face: "Brother Mumu, please teach me."
"I want to fight one against ten like you, hurting others invisible."
Mu Mu asked back: "What do you want after learning the killing technique?"
"Is it like Guo Rui who is so unreasonable and does evil without distinguishing between right and wrong?"
Huzi shook his head and said, "No, I want to protect my family from being bullied."
Mumu said softly: "After I properly handle the Guo family's affairs, I will leave Dongwan Village."
"At that time, are you willing to come with me?"
The words were spoken to Huzi, but they were actually asking Wang Changhou and Wang Xinyi what they meant.
The men of the Wang family, whose ancestors had settled at the foot of Tianlan Mountain for eight generations, seemed to still be immersed in the "war" just now, and asked in a daze: "Where are we going?"
Mumu simply said: "Kyoto."
"There are the best schools in China there. I will arrange for Hu Zi to go to school step by step."
"Including Xin Yi, if she wants to repeat her studies, there is no problem."
Wang Changhou laughed at himself: "Hell, I only know how to collect herbs. After leaving Dongwan Village, I have no skills, how can I support my family?"
Mumu said sternly: "You have been a medicinal collector for more than twenty years, and you are very knowledgeable about all kinds of medicinal materials."
“If you have skills, you won’t have to worry about finding a job.”
"For example, the waiter in a traditional Chinese medicine store earns a monthly salary of seven to eight thousand less."
