After scanning the minions in front of him, Mu Lingtian fixed his eyes on Zheng Hua.
Everyone present, no one ran away, they all looked at Mu Lingtian, not knowing whether they were frightened or waiting for the judgment of fate.
Looking at Mu Lingtian and meeting Mu Lingtian's murderous eyes, Zheng Hua felt a chill on his back.
At this moment, Mu Lingtian felt a little hesitant in his heart. He didn't want to kill anyone, but then he thought that keeping Zheng Hua would be a disaster, so it would be better to eliminate the harm for the people.
Mu Lingtian's heart seemed to be touched by something, and a cold-blooded murderous intention spread in his subconscious. However, the kindness in his heart still suppressed the demon in his heart and made his natural choice. The look in Mu Lingtian's eyes The murderous aura receded, he turned around and said coldly: "Take care of yourself."
"Just inside, look out for Senior Brother's people!"
Outside the inn, Zhang Zhiyuan, the fourth disciple of the Lingnan Sword Sect's leader Zhen, rushed over with a group of Lingnan disciples. When he entered the inn, he saw Zhang Xiang lying in a pool of blood. He knelt on the ground excitedly and cried loudly: "Four." Senior uncle...who is it? Who killed the fourth junior uncle?"
Hearing the voice, Mu Lingtian turned around, glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan, and turned around with a cold and indifferent expression on his face.
Of course, some of the Lingnan disciples knew Mu Lingtian. When they saw Mu Lingtian, they were a little panicked and said incoherently: "Yes...yes...he...kill...kill..."
Zhang Zhiyuan had also met Mu Lingtian, so of course he knew Mu Lingtian. He raised his head and glanced at Mu Lingtian with a look of shock. He hurriedly pulled out the sword in his hand, made a defensive posture, and said hesitantly: "Yes... It’s you, the murderous demon Mu Lingtian!”
Mu Lingtian didn't speak, he just wanted to know what these people planned to do to him.
Looking at Mu Lingtian who said nothing, Zhang Zhiyuan asked carefully: "You... what did you do... when you came to Lingnan?"
Mu Lingtian didn't pay attention to these people who came. He didn't want to answer Zhang Zhiyuan's question, but said coldly: "If you want revenge, just come here. If you want to live, just get out."
Mu Lingtian has already spoken, who dares to seek death? After looking at Mu Lingtian and Zhang Xiang, Zhang Zhiyuan stepped back in small steps until he was sure that Mu Lingtian would not attack him. Zhang Zhiyuan put away the sword in his hand and said: "You...you wait, this matter, Our Lingnan Sword Sect will never give up."
"etc…"
Mu Lingtian suddenly stopped everyone who wanted to leave.
Everyone was shocked, felt a cold chill on their necks, and stopped cautiously. Song Zhiyuan immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, prepared for a fight to the death, and asked: "You...what do you want to do? Don't...don't Recklessly."
Mu Lingtian glanced at the inn that had mostly been destroyed, and said coldly: "You should compensate others for how much you destroyed."
After hearing these words, everyone finally let go of their worries in their throats and started to pay. Zheng Hua took out a banknote, placed it at the door of the inn, and then retreated into the crowd.
Looking sideways at the banknotes on the ground, Mu Lingtian's eyes were full of murderous intent and he threatened: "Get out."
Except for Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue, everyone left the inn, and the inn was finally quiet again.
There was no need to eat after lunch was disrupted like this. Mu Lingtian glanced at the place where Shopkeeper Liu was hiding, put down a silver coin, and said softly: "The money for the meal is on the table, and the money for breaking things is at the door. "
Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue left the inn and continued moving forward as if nothing was wrong.
Zhang Xiang was killed. How could the Lingnan Sword Sect give up? The matter quickly spread throughout the entire Lingnan Sword Sect. Zhang Zhen, Zhang Xi and Zhang Ping were determined to seek justice for Zhang Xiang. They prepared to lay down a dragnet to kill Mu Ling. sky.
The idea is beautiful, the process is tortuous, and the reality is of course cruel. If Mu Lingtian was so easy to kill, how could he be alive today.
And who is Zheng Hua? He is the overlord of Lingnan. Although he has heard of Mu Lingtian, in his eyes, Mu Lingtian is nothing, he is just a bit more skilled. Seeing his father instructing him every day, as if he was afraid of Mu Lingtian, Zheng Hua felt bad. Under the instigation of his servants, in order to vent his anger, he had already committed suicide by taking the lead in the Lingnan Sword Sect.
Although Mu Lingtian didn't take Zheng Hua and the Lingnan Sword Sect seriously, he had never let down his guard over the years, because walking in this world, if you want to survive, you have to be careful every step of the way.
Zheng Hua certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to fight Mu Lingtian if he wanted to kill him, so he could only use some dirty tricks.
Beside the main road, there was a resting tea shed. Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue were riding horses slowly and quickly. Several carriages carrying goods blocked the way. A group of people were drinking tea to quench their thirst.
The carriages were arranged in a chaotic manner, and everyone's eyes were a little strange. They looked like they were drinking tea, but the corners of their eyes were focused on Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue.
Mu Lingtian knew that these people were probably coming for him, perhaps related to the nosy business he was meddling with yesterday. Instead of avoiding it, it would be better to resolve the matter, so Mu Lingtian stopped and wanted to find out. .
After tying their horses aside, Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue found a table and sat down, ordering a pot of tea.
Mu Lingtian remained calm and looked around carefully, scanning everything around him with the corner of his eye.
There were some swords hidden in the carriage, everything in the tea shed was new, and the soil on the ground was very soft, with no traces of frequent treads.
Mu Lingtian watched the waiter who brought tea coming over. While the waiter's attention was focused on him, he deliberately stretched out his feet, trying to trip the waiter.
The waiter tripped over Mu Lingtian, leaned towards Mu Lingtian, and fell towards Mu Lingtian. Mu Lingtian immediately reached out and grabbed the waiter's arm, helping the waiter stabilize his body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The waiter apologized quickly and put the tea on the table. He glanced at Mu Lingtian from the corner of his eye, smiled, and turned around to leave.
"Wait..." Mu Lingtian suddenly stopped the waiter with cold words.
The waiter turned around and looked at Mu Lingtian's cold eyes. He broke out in a cold sweat, but he still smiled and said, "Any other instructions, sir?"
Everything around him, coupled with the fact that the waiter knew martial arts, was already obvious. Mu Lingtian picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, picked up the full teacup, handed it to the waiter, and said, "Drink it."
Hearing this, the waiter was stunned. The smile on his face was awkward for a moment, and he looked around as if asking for help. It seemed that no one could help him, so he could only hesitate and postpone: "This... this..."
The anger around them began to solidify, and everyone stopped what they were doing, as if they were watching a play, waiting for what would happen next.
