Mu Lingtian sat cross-legged, threw the remaining bones and branches into the fire, glanced at Mingyu, and said indifferently: "The road ahead is dangerous, I don't have time to worry about you, you It’s better not to follow me.”
Mingyu held a barbecued meat in one hand. While he was chewing, he was stunned when he heard Mu Lingtian's words. He blinked twice and stared at Mu Lingtian with his big watery eyes. Knowing that Mu Lingtian was worried about him, he smiled slightly. Instead of playing around before, he became a little more serious and said: I know you are doing it for my own good, but I want to do what I want to do and what I think is right, and I promised Luoxue that I would do it for her. Guarding you. "
Mu Lingtian glanced at Mingyu without saying anything, then closed his eyes, gathered his inner strength, slowly raised his palms, and adjusted his breath with luck.
Mingyu glanced at Mu Lingtian, with a faint girlish smile on her lips. She knew that Mu Lingtian's internal injuries were serious. When she saw Mu Lingtian adjusting his breathing, he didn't say anything and continued to bite the barbecue in his hand.
The night is getting darker, and although the fire has not been extinguished, it is no different from the flames of lanterns and candles, illuminating the surroundings vaguely.
Mingyu was covered with a piece of clothing and was already lying under a big tree and fell asleep. Mu Lingtian was wrapped in a layer of light white mist. Intertwined between them, a ball of white frost air hung between the palms.
Under the moonlight of the dark night, a slender figure looked like a civet cat. With light steps, he soared into the sky from under the full moon, leaping ten feet, jumping above the woods in the dark night. Looking down, I discovered a different light in the woods.
Behind Ma Nan, a group of black killers wearing black cloaks and ghost masks followed in the distance. They were like a gust of wind, briskly passing through the woods.
After Ma Nan discovered Mu Lingtian's traces, he stopped on the top of a big tree. While waiting for the black-clothed killer behind him to follow, he pointed in the direction of Mu Lingtian, sneered slightly, and said softly: "There is a fire ahead, he should be there!"
The killers who came this time were the four powerful generals in Ye Xun's Ten Thousand Ghosts. When the Mu family was destroyed, they were still Shen Moyu's powerful generals. It can be said that they have made indelible contributions and are known as "the black and white with the head of an ox and the face of a horse." .
The four ghostly figures landed on a branch not far below Ma Nan. Looking at what Ma Nan was pointing at, the four leaders looked at each other. One of them said: "You are on the left, we are on the right!"
Before he finished speaking, the branches and leaves on the treetops had not stopped swaying, and there was another wave of shaking. The four people, with the black-clothed killers behind them, surrounded Mu Lingtian from both sides.
Ma Nan stood on the spot with his arms folded across his chest, quietly watching the killer in the firelight rushing towards Mu Lingtian, with a happy smile on his lips.
A wisp of night wind blew a strange smell. Mu Lingtian, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, collected his inner strength, slowly opened his eyes, stared at the direction of the cold wind with cold eyes, picked up the long sword on the ground, and stood He stood up, walked to Mingyu in two steps, patted Mingyu's face gently, and said coldly: "Wake up."
Mingyu was sleeping in Hanhan. Hearing Mu Lingtian's exchange, he opened his eyes sleepily. Through the faint firelight, he looked at Mu Lingtian's murderous look. He hadn't woken up yet and sat up. , gently rubbed his eyes twice, and asked lazily and in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"Someone is coming. Be careful. I'll go meet them. You stay here and don't run around!" Mu Lingtian warned, got up and walked forward.
Mingyu looked at Mu Lingtian leaving and then woke up. He stood up and looked around. He reached out and wanted to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back and just watched Mu Lingtian leave quietly. The back figure slowly disappeared into the dark night.
After Mu Lingtian left Mingyu, he disappeared from the place like an afterimage. When he appeared, he was already three feet away. Until Mu Lingtian saw the approaching killer, Mu Lingtian was so inhumane His eyes were fixed on his first target.
The Hei Wuchang killer, wearing a black robe, cloak and cape, has a strong build. He is holding a black mace about three feet tall in his hand. His whole body is black and hidden in the dark night. Only a pair of fierce eyes under the ghost mask can be seen, staring at In the direction of the fire, the speed has slowed down a lot, and he slowly approaches the fire cautiously.
Mu Lingtian stood on a branch, holding his breath and hiding in the dark night. His judgmental gaze had already been fixed on Hei Wuchang, quietly waiting for his prey to take the bait and deliver a fatal blow.
Hei Wuchang, who was rushing towards him, did not notice Mu Lingtian's presence yet. He flew up with light steps, climbed from a branch, and approached the direction of the fire briskly and carefully.
Mu Lingtian was only five or six feet away from Hei Wuchang at the moment, and was confident enough to kill Hei Wuchang. Mu Lingtian did not hesitate at all, seizing the opportunity, taking advantage of Hei Wuchang's jump, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Hei Wuchang. Impermanence.
The vigilant Hei Wuchang no longer dared to take the big leap like before. The distance between the two branches he jumped was only one or two feet. He seemed to feel something. When he looked sideways, Mu Lingtian was approaching.
Hei Wuchang landed on a branch and had not yet stabilized his figure. He did not expect that Mu Lingtian would sneak attack here. He looked at Mu Lingtian who suddenly attacked in horror. Before he could react, Mu Lingtian's sword edge had arrived.
I saw a straight piercing sword edge, with two slashing arcs. Under the moonlight, a cold light flashed for an instant, and then fell on Hei Wuchang's body.
Mu Lingtian, who had 100% of his internal strength, was attacked by Mu Lingtian. There were only a few people in the arena who could resist. The sword pierced Hei Wuchang's left shoulder from the side and violently penetrated Hei Wuchang's chest. Blood spattered and Hei Wuchang instantly He lost his balance and was pushed off the branch by the force of the sword. He fell backwards, and the two slashing swords followed him. When they slashed in an arc, one to the left and one to the right, they struck Hei Wuchang on the right. Neck and left waist.
At this moment, Mu Lingtian had already caught up with him, and his Shura-like gaze pronounced Hei Wuchang's fate.
I saw more than ten rays of cold light, from all directions, quickly flashing under the moonlight and then disappearing instantly, and all the cold light gathered on Hei Wuchang's body, and then I saw an afterimage stepping on Hei Wuchang's body, Hei Wuchang Just like a falling star, it fell towards the ground.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, and Hei Wuchang and the mace in his hand fell hard to the ground, causing the ground to sink. The residual power left by Mu Lingtian's kick exploded into a strong current and spread to the surroundings.
Hei Wuchang had more than twenty swords in his body, and his body was already covered in blood and flesh. His muscles and bones were trampled to pieces countless times under Mu Lingtian's kick. However, Hei Wuchang died before he could even let out a scream. Huangquan.
