Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue had slowly walked past the wealthy young master.
Mr. Fugui's eyes followed Luoxue, but his sight was blocked by Mu Lingtian.
With an expression of pity, he let out a little sigh, caught up with him in two steps, and pulled the reins on the horse's head: "Hey, girl, wait a minute!"
The moment Mu Lingtian's horse was pulled to a stop, Mu Lingtian pulled on the reins, and a dangerous thought flashed through his mind: "Killer!"
Mu Lingtian looked at the wealthy young master carefully, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he was ready for a battle.
Mr. Fugui's eyes never left Luoxue. He loosened the reins and saluted with his fan. A sincere smile appeared on his face: "Girl, I, Liu Yinglong, want to make friends with the girl."
Being bored, neither Mu Lingtian nor Luo Xue spoke. Mu Lingtian ignored Liu Yinglong, gently waved the reins in his hand, and continued to move forward.
Liu Yinglong quickly grabbed the reins again and looked at Mu Lingtian with a ferocious expression: "What are you doing? Are you polite?"
Liu Yinglong looked at Luoxue and smiled again: "Girl! I'm here..."
Mu Lingtian glanced sideways at Liu Yinglong and slapped the horse's butt hard!
The horse started running, but Liu Yinglong hadn't let go of the reins yet. His body tilted and he was almost dragged away by the horse. However, he was still agile and followed the horse's pace. He ran a few steps and finally let go of the reins and stabilized himself. Body shape.
"Damn it! Someone, stop him!" Liu Yinglong shouted behind him, then chased after Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue.
I saw a few masters catching up with Mu Lingtian in a few steps and jumping in front of Mu Lingtian, blocking Mu Lingtian's way.
However, Mu Lingtian had no intention of stopping, and seemed to be preparing to rush over. Liu Yinglong stood directly in front of Mu Lingtian, looking at Mu Lingtian with a sneer on his lips.
Holding the fan in his left hand, his right hand was behind his back, holding the palm of his hand, and a cold air wrapped around Liu Yinglong's hand.
When Mu Lingtian approached Liu Yinglong, Liu Yinglong sidestepped and slapped the horse's head hard.
The horse neighed and turned over. Mu Lingtian reacted, picked up Luoxue with his right hand, released the reins with his left hand, lifted up Canshang, and jumped to the side.
The horse fell to the ground, and the hair on its head was frozen. Liu Yinglong blew his right hand, patted his leg, looked at Mu Lingtian proudly, and smiled: "I almost hurt this young master, but... Want to run?"
Mu Lingtian let go of Luo Xue and looked at Liu Yinglong, thinking in his heart: "Could he really be a killer?"
Liu Yinglong and his men surrounded Mu Lingtian. Liu Yinglong looked at Mu Lingtian from the corner of his eyes: "This has shocked me, how should we settle the account?"
"Ahem." Mu Lingtian felt some pain in his chest and coughed twice. He said nothing and held Canshang tightly with his left hand.
There was a fight outside the No. 1 Inn, and a group of people came out to watch the show.
A man in black clothes and a long coat, who looked like a laid-back man, looked at it indifferently and entered the first inn.
Mu Lingtian didn't know whether these people were killers, so although there was murderous intent in his eyes, he had no intention of taking action yet.
"Do you know who I am? Do you know what would happen if you hurt me just now?"
Liu Yinglong pushed Mu Lingtian confidently.
"Ahem."
"Hey, I didn't hit you. You still hold a sword like this. Do you still want to pretend to be a hero?"
Liu Yinglong looked around and smiled mockingly. The men around him also followed Liu Yinglong and laughed at Mu Lingtian.
Liu Yinglong looked at Luoxue and changed his smile: "Girl, I actually don't mean any harm. I just want to make friends with you. I wonder if I can give you a favor?"
Liu Yinglong stretched out his hand to Luo Xue to express his goodwill to Luo Xue.
Mu Lingtian blocked Liu Yinglong with Canshang. There was no way he would let a person of unknown origin get close to Luoxue.
Liu Yinglong looked at Mu Lingtian along the sword, and was very impatient with Mu Lingtian who was getting in the way: "I said you want to be beaten, right? I am in a good mood today and don't want to argue with you. Go away, otherwise don't blame me. You’re welcome!”
Not far away, there was an old man, with his hands behind his back, standing still without moving. He was Liu Ce, Liu Yinglong's second uncle. He looked very domineering: "Yinglong, don't mess around."
Liu Yinglong turned back and looked at the old man, feeling aggrieved: "Second uncle, as you can see, I just want to make friends with this girl. It wasn't me who caused the trouble, it was him who almost hurt me."
"It was your fault in the first place, and you've already beaten his horse to death. What else do you want?"
"No! I have to teach him a lesson, otherwise I won't be able to get rid of the bad breath in my heart."
"I will teach you a lesson today!"
Liu Yinglong turned around and stabbed Mu Lingtian with the folding fan in his hand.
Mu Lingtian protected Luoxue behind him, while Canshang blocked the folding fan.
He couldn't guess whether the other party was a killer, so Mu Lingtian was still hesitating. He didn't want to kill anyone by mistake, he was just defensive and wanted to see what the other party's purpose was, but he would not let anyone get close to Luoxue.
After several moves, Liu Yinglong failed to touch Mu Lingtian, and was all blocked by Mu Lingtian's left hand held behind his back.
Liu Yinglong couldn't hurt Mu Lingtian, and each move was more vicious than the last, but Mu Lingtian blocked it easily. With a cold snort, Liu Yinglong threw away the folding fan in his hand, and the cold air condensed in his palm. It was obvious that he was angered.
"Ice Palm!" "They are from the Ice Palace!"
In the crowd, everyone started talking.
Mu Lingtian's horse was killed by this palm, so the murderous aura in Mu Lingtian's eyes became stronger and stronger.
Gathering energy on Canshang, Mu Lingtian's left hand wrapped Canshang and slashed hard towards the ground, then drew his sword horizontally.
A domineering cross sword energy flew towards Liu Yinglong.
"Yinglong get out of the way!"
Liu Ce stood not far away, as if he was afraid that Liu Yinglong would not be able to catch the two swords. He jumped next to Liu Yinglong, moved Liu Yinglong away with his backhand, and struck out with his right hand, shattering the two sword energy.
"Good work, young hero!"
Liu Yinglong, who was beside him, looked at Mu Lingtian angrily, and two strands of cold air flew towards Mu Lingtian.
Mu Lingtian used Canshang's crossbar, and the black cloth wrapping Canshang was partially broken, leaving Canshang with a hint of coldness.
"That's... Canshang! How is that possible!" Liu Ce looked surprised and looked at the sword in Mu Lingtian's hand.
"Canshang?" "Is that Canshang?"
The crowd was excited, that was the magic weapon that everyone dreamed of.
The idle man in a black gown came out of the first inn. When he heard the word "canshang", he seemed to be interested and stood aside to watch.
"If I admit it correctly, the young hero has Can Shang in his hands? Can you reveal it for me to see?" Liu Ce's eyes never left Can Shang. He couldn't believe that it was really Can Shang, but it looked so similar!
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