After staying in Xinghua Valley for a few days, the husband finally decided to take Lin Yueru and his wife, Tang Qiuyu, Mu Mu, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai to Tianluo City to attend Xia Wutong's wedding.
Xiaobao, who is just over one year old, doesn't make any noise when his parents go out because his aunt is still playing with him at home.
He just looked at Mu Mu with a sweet voice and said, "Sister, bring sweets to Xiaobao..."
Mu Mu was so happy when she saw him. If it weren't for Li Hongxiu's mistake, she would have wanted to take Xiaobao out with her.
Tang Qiuyu touched Xiaobao's head and said distressedly: "Bao'er, listen to your mother's words. Mother will bring you delicious food when she comes back."
Li Hongxiu waved her hand, looked at Lin Yueru and said, "Just go and watch the excitement. Don't mention me and Zhiqiu, let alone the National Master."
Ye Zhiqiu stared at him while adjusting the hem of Mu Mu's skirt, and said in a serious voice: "You used to just play with the husband and the mistress, and you were not allowed to talk nonsense. If you have anything to say, please bear with it for a few more years..."
In Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, Mumu is now both his daughter and his wife.
"Mom, why hasn't sister Xiaoxue come back for so long?"
Not seeing Li Xiaoxue for these things, Mu Mu felt a little disappointed.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at her and sighed, and said quietly: "Your sister has a hot temper. If she follows her, she will definitely cause trouble. You must listen to Mrs. Tang!"
The husband waved his hand and walked towards the door. As he walked, he said: "We are just going to catch the scene. It won't take us ten days and a half to go back and forth."
Li Hongxiu looked at the group of people's retreating figures and pulled Xiaobao toward the house.
While walking, he said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Why do I have a hunch that their trip will not be too peaceful?"
Ye Zhiqiu pulled his wife behind him, shook his head and said, "Ye'er is not here, and that girl Mu Mu wants the princess to get married, so she can only say a few words at most, and there won't be any trouble."
Li Hongxiu thought for a while, looked at the Master and said with a smile: "There has been a lot of competition in the world, but in the end no one can compete with that little girl Mu Mu!"
The master thought for a while and muttered: "Your husband said that you should fight without fighting, stay humble and then show off... Mu Mu, that girl has suffered so much, she can't escape it after all. ."
Li Hongxiu held Xiaobao and sat on the terrace to watch the mountain scenery, just like she did in Tianshan.
Looking at the gradually red leaves, he said casually: "I said some people are really blind. Think about who in the entire Tianxiang City can return to the Shura Realm from the upper world. I remember that Li had not entered the golden elixir when he left us. Woolen cloth!"
When talking about his son, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but laugh and said: "How can Ye'er's hardships be compared to theirs?"
Li Hongxiu touched Xiaobao's head and smiled: "Bao'er, you have a powerful big brother. He will come back when you grow up."
Xiaobao asked while chewing the apricot meat in his mouth: "Is brother more powerful than sister Xiaoxue?"
"That's for sure. Sister Xiaoxue is also your brother's sister..."
The Master sighed, thinking that his son had disappeared for decades, but the legends about him had never stopped.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Li Hongxiu and said angrily: "You like Xiaobao so much, wait until two years later to have one yourself, and I will help you take care of it. Anyway, Xiaoxue and Qiu Ming know how to play..."
Li Hongxiu was stunned and said in a daze: "Actually, I want to wait for the Imperial Master to come back and give him a little brother for fun, so that he and Mu Mu can play with him."
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At this time, it was snowing heavily on the Shura battlefield, and not even a wild dog was willing to go out under the cold weather.
But the land of Shenzhou above the nine heavens is in full autumn mood, and the upper forests are dyed all the way. It is a good time to travel.
The gentleman has been walking for five days on his way to Tianluo City with a group of people, and is about to reach the end of the trip.
Fortunately, Mumu didn't make any noise, and with Xiaoqing and Xiaobai by her side, she wouldn't feel lonely.
Twenty miles outside Tianluo City, there is a small
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The town is called Dagou Town.
The town had an inexplicable place name that even the local elders had forgotten.
Because it is close to Tianluo City, the town is considered wealthy for hundreds of miles around. Because it is backed by Tianluo City, not even bandits dare to visit here.
At the end of the day, the villagers who had been working for a day and those who carried baskets and carried baskets were preparing to go back.
There was no warning, and the sound of horse hooves sounded like a rainstorm outside the town.
As Iron Shoes broke into the market of Dagou Town, there were at least fifty riders. Looking at the men in black on the horse, everyone secretly said: "These people are not bandits."
Someone with sharp eyes said: "Get out of the way quickly, these are monks from Tianluo City... Even if their horses trample you to death, your death will be in vain."
The sound of hooves sounded like rain, and it seemed to surround the market in Dagou Town.
The villagers couldn't help but panic. They looked at the man in black on the horse and muttered to themselves: "Don't you say that the monks in Tianluo City don't disturb the people?"
The waiter at the tea stall nearby yelled: "Oh, I'm afraid it's those bandits from the mountains who are coming!"
With a snap, the guy got a slap.
The shopkeeper behind him scolded: "You want to seek death! You dare to say anything. This... this is evil... You dress like a monk from Tianluo City, but your style is like a bandit." There is no difference..."
The shopkeeper lost his voice when he was mid-sentence, and saw a black horse rushing over. Immediately after, a man in black clothes and a bamboo hat, holding a steel knife in his hand, shouted: "Villagers, let's do something, please be patient."
The sound of hoofbeats was urgent and several horses rushed over. Immediately, the athlete, also a guy in black, shouted: "Quiet, come out if you are not afraid of death!"
The waiter at the tea stall smiled and said: "This is a dog fighting town. How can there be anyone who is not afraid of death..."
The waiter was about to tell a joke, but he didn't know that the man in black immediately swung his knife. Before the shopkeeper could recover, a bloody arrow spattered out, and one of the waiter's heads had already flown out.
The shopkeeper, the villagers having tea, and the villagers carrying the cabbage baskets to go home were immediately dumbfounded, their legs were trembling, and they stood there trembling, but they did not dare to make a sound.
So cruel!
There was a steamed stuffed bun shop not far from the tea stall. Two large steamers were placed at the door. The boiling water steamed with a strong aroma of meat, but it was not affected by the man in black at all.
The old man, who was dressed in rough clothes, was vigorously kneading the dough in his hand, kneading it into thick slices, and then wrapping the meat stuffing in the large basin into the dough. In a few seconds, a fresh meat bun appeared on the chopping board.
The old man, who turned a blind eye to the blood in front of him, waited until a dozen steamed buns were ready, then opened the steamer, carefully placed each raw bun into the steamer, and then bent down to add two pieces of firewood to the stove.
The waiter at the tea stall fell to the ground with his head down, his body gushing out on the roadside, and the market with hundreds of people was completely silent.
The chilling atmosphere of the autumn wind came from far away, and people couldn't help but hold their breaths for fear of offending this murderous man in black.
The autumn wind whistled, and in the rustling wind, a man in black with a bamboo hat on his head walked slowly from the other end of the long street.
Facing the slanting autumn sun, every heavy step the man in black took was like stepping on everyone's hearts.
The long street was bleeding, and both the merchants and passers-by in the market were silent.
As the man walking in the autumn wind slowly approached. People on the street covered their mouths.
Only the old man at the bun shop is still making his fresh meat buns.
Suddenly he stopped outside the shop. The man looked up and down at the old cake seller, and suddenly he sneered three times.
The man in black with a bamboo hat on his head walked step by step outside the bun shop, and the old man selling buns slowly raised his head. The visitor took off his bamboo hat, revealing a gloomy face.
The old man looked at the visitor and greeted him warmly: "Sir, are you buying buns? Three cents each."
After saying that, he opened the steamer, took out a hot fresh meat bun, and placed it in the bamboo basket in front of the case.
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The man in black sneered, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here!"
The old man sighed and replied with satisfaction and joy: "Here it comes, here it comes!" After saying that, he picked up the hot buns that had just come out of the cage and placed them in the palm of the man in black.
The man in black raised his eagle eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Are you still going to mess with me before you die?!"
With a wave of his hand, he threw the bun in his hand towards the old man. The old man turned his head to the side and the bun flew past his ears and landed in the corner of the shop.
The long sword was unsheathed with a clang, and the man in black shouted sternly: "I'm chasing you right in front of you? Do you want to come and sing a play with me?"
The old man sighed and said: "The old man has been selling steamed buns in this Dagou town for several years. Who doesn't know that my surname is Wang? There are different Wangs who sell steamed buns."
The man in black sneered: "You can hide everything from me, but you can't hide it from me! No matter how you disguise yourself, you can hide for ten or eight years, but you can't hide for the rest of your life!"
The old man put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, looked at him and said quietly: "The monks in Suwen Tianluo City have never disturbed the people, but today they are threatening people's lives. Is my bun shop worth your thoughts?"
The old man seemed to be powerless, but he clearly conveyed these words to the ears of every passerby.
Even the fifty or so men in black on horseback changed their expressions upon hearing this, and they all stared at the old man in the bun shop, fearing that he would violently kill someone.
The man in black put the bamboo hat in his hand on the bench outside the bun shop and shouted angrily: "Old man, are you trying your best to die without giving us what we want?"
The expression on the old man selling buns changed again and again, and he sighed and said, "Now that you have found out my identity, you dare to block my door. Aren't you afraid of death?"
The man in black scolded: "Your uncle, I am not as good as before. Do you want to try my power?"
After saying that, he held out the long sword in his hand, and with one move, the immortal pointed the way and took the old man's head!
The old man dodged a fatal sword move to the left, but the man in black's sword missed.
Seeing that he was helpless, the old man pushed the case behind him and kicked it out, hitting the burning fire.
In an instant, a pot of boiling water, connected to a steamer and a strong fire, flew towards the man in black. In an instant, there was a burning stove of firewood, and a pot of boiling water poured down on the man in black!
The man in black hurriedly avoided the fire, but he couldn't avoid the pot of boiling water for steaming the buns!
There was a splash, and a pot full of boiling water was poured on the man in black, causing him to fly back and jump out of pain!
The old man rushed out of the bun shop like a bolt of lightning and reached the opposite side of the street. In his hand was a short knife used to cut vegetables and stamp meat.
Suddenly a light and shadow flashed across the face, and a long knife struck towards him. The old man raised the knife and struck it, only to hear a click sound and fire splashing everywhere. The old man's hand knife and short knife actually cut the long knife into two pieces!
At this moment, a long sword from the left and two long knives from the right attacked together.
Fifty men in black spread out and surrounded the old man.
The old man snorted and shouted: "Do you, Tianluo City Mansion, want to be shameless and use the human sea tactic?"
After he shouted, he swayed into the wind, and there was a long sword in his right hand and a short sword in his left hand. In desperation, the old man actually took out his own weapon.
The old man fought one against three without showing any sign of cowardice!
I saw him yell loudly: "Get away, stay away from me!" The man in black who slashed out the sword on the left screamed in surprise. The sword hit his left leg, and a blood arrow suddenly rushed out, dyeing the long street red!
The two men in black who rushed over from the right saw that their companions were sharing the same sword, so they didn't care and rushed over waving the weapons in their hands. They only had eyes for the old man, who was as fierce as a wild wolf!
An old man in black stood on the street opposite the old man. He jumped off his horse in a hurry and looked coldly at the three people fighting on this side of the street.
Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, the man who could only see the sword coming from the right was suddenly kicked by the old man. He turned over and fell onto the street, clutching his stomach. For a moment, he could not help but feel timid.
And the other knife had already cut in front of the old man...
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