I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 152
As the man in white walked into the tea shed, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted out.

Hot weather.

Not only did the man in white not sweat, but there seemed to be a gust of air-conditioning around his body, making him feel extremely cool.

Mu Shiyu's eyes darkened, and he took Yan's hand calmly, and wrote a few words in her palm, asking her to report back to Shengjing City first.

Although Yan's lightness kung fu is good, but in terms of martial arts, it is not as powerful as Mu Shiyu today. Against a strong man like Xun Wu, he can only die.

It's a pity that Yan has already been ordered not to leave Mu Shiyu for half a step, even if it means death.

Yan withdrew his hand and stood still holding the sword.

The other guests in the tea shed were frightened by Mu Shiyu's sudden crushing of the soup bowl. Seeing that she didn't answer the man in white, and the guards around her were always ready to draw their swords, they thought they were enemies.

The guests were worried about being accidentally injured, and regardless of the hot weather, they put down the money for the summer soup and left the tea shed as if fleeing.

In the blink of an eye, only the owner of the tea shed was left. He couldn't avoid it, and he didn't want to see blood in his tea shed, so he said very politely:
"That's right, Shengjing City is ahead, but we still have to walk for a while. The weather is so hot, the Taoist priest might as well sit down and have a bowl of heat-relieving soup."

"Thank you, just sit for a while, excuse me." Xun Wu waved the bamboo pole lightly, touching the edge of Mu Shiyu's stool.

Whether it was intentional or not, he sat on the bench next to Mu Shiyu.

The owner of the tea shed hurriedly said, "Don't bother, don't bother."

Yan's whole body was tense, she had never seen anyone blindfolded, and the aura on her body was so strong that she couldn't move, as if she would be killed by him immediately if she made a move.

Mu Shiyu's eyes were sharp, and he threatened Yan to go back and deliver the letter.

Yan knew the difference between her and Xun Wu, the knuckles of the hand holding the sword were slightly white when he squeezed hard, he closed his eyes, he would die anyway, it is more important to return to Beijing in advance to inform His Majesty.

Yan left, defying orders for the first and last time.

Xun Wu slowly put the qin on the table. There were two or three layers of white cloth covering his eyes, and the blood was still seeping slowly, getting redder and redder.

But he didn't seem to feel it, and carefully checked the strings.

Mu Shiyu wasn't sure whether Xun Wu knew she was here, or if he bumped into her by accident, glanced at his eyes, and vaguely guessed that it was because of the formation formation.

He Lianchuan thought that the people hidden under the green mountain could delay Xun Wu's time to leave the mountain, but now it seems that Xun Wu doesn't care about that group of people at all.

Sensing her gaze, Xun Wu put his hand over his eyes and said with a trace of apology:

"Sorry to scare you."

Mu Shiyu withdrew his gaze and frowned slightly. The personality gap between this and the Xun Wu she saw in the Qingxin Palace was too great. When did the high-ranking Guanzhu behave like this...

She couldn't describe it, but felt that he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. She tentatively pushed the soup bowl to the position of his other hand, and deliberately said in a very soft and gentle voice:
"Please."

She had only met once, but she was still a little worried that he would recognize her by the voice.

"Thank you." Xun Wu raised his hand to touch the rim of the bowl, but he didn't worry about whether something would be eaten, so he brought it over and took a sip.

Mu Shiyu thought about Zhang Tianshi saying that he was pure-hearted, squinted his eyes slightly, and calculated the time when Yan would return to the palace, stood up and took a step in his direction.

"The Taoist priest's eyes look very serious. I have studied medicine, so I can help the Taoist priest re-bandage it."

Mu Shiyu seemed calm, but in fact he was ready to draw out the Qinxue Sword long ago, but Xun Wu actually turned sideways to face her, his slightly pale pink lips slightly parted:

"Your work, Layman."

Mu Shiyu: "..."

If it's really acting, then this acting skill is better than He Lianchuan's. If it's not acting, then it's because of its high martial arts, thinking that nothing can hurt him.

Now that he had said it, if he didn't follow through, Xun Wu might become suspicious.

The strong are very keen on killing intent, and Mu Shiyu never thought about killing Xun Wu from the beginning to the end, just because of his status as a keeper.

She calms down.

He took out the medicine powder and put it on the table, stretched out his hand around the back of his head to untie the bands of the white cloth, and opened them layer by layer. There was no injury around the eyes, and blood overflowed from the corners of the closed eyes.

"Try to open your eyes."

"Hmm." Xun Wu's blood-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tried to open his eyes, the white part of his eyes was red.

Mu Shiyu didn't dare to ask any more questions, and quickly cleaned the blood from his eyes, washed the blood-stained cloth, dried it with true energy, and bandaged it back up again.

The distance between the two was very close, and Xun Wu could smell the faint fragrance of Mu Shiyu's body.

He could count the number of women's fragrances he had smelled on one hand, and he froze when he recognized the identity of a "good-hearted person" by this fragrance.

Mu Shiyu was wrapping a cloth belt, thinking he had strangled his eyes, so he withdrew some strength.

Then he sat back in his seat, looked at the somewhat obedient Xun Wu, and thought of asking his hidden secret, he looked embarrassed and asked in a low voice:
"What did the Taoist priest come to Shengjing for? To heal his eyes? I know a doctor with great medical skills."

However, Xun Wu suddenly stood up, walked out with the piano in his arms, and didn't want the bamboo pole. He sensed the stars to identify the direction, performed lightness kung fu, and flew in the direction of Shengjing City with an elegant posture.

Mu Shiyu was startled, and Qian Fei, who put down the Jieshu Soup, chased after him.

Even if his identity was exposed, Xun Wu shouldn't have reacted like this. Seeing that his eyes were injured, Mu Shiyu could judge where he was staying by relying on the sound of the piano, so he pulled out the Qinxue Sword and stopped him.

"Master Xun Wu, how about we sit down and talk?"

Xun Wu did not respond.

He landed on an open space, took out his fly whisk and attacked Mu Shiyu, his true energy was unpredictable, sometimes it was as sharp as a sharp blade, cutting iron like mud, and sometimes it was like a very flexible silk thread.

Mu Shiyu barely resisted with the skill taught by Master Xun Wu, but Xun Wu's eyes were injured, and his combat power was always affected.

Whisk is more lethal in Xun Wu's hands than other weapons.

Mu Shiyu understood the pain of not being able to see, so he took advantage of his lightness skills and eyesight to keep preventing him from entering Beijing, disturbing his sense of direction, and successfully took him to the mountains in the outskirts.

Finally, at the moment when Xun Wu was fluctuating the strings again and identifying the direction, he suddenly kicked away the piano that Xun Wu was holding with one hand.

Xun Wu finally stopped, stood in the pile of rotten leaves with a dust whisk in his hand, and pursed his lips tightly.

Mu Shiyu didn't rest for three days, and he spent too much energy fighting Xun Wu, so his reaction speed was a bit slow, and he couldn't catch the flying piano.

"Oh!"

The body of the qin hit the tree trunk, and then fell to the ground. The body of the qin was split, but the strings were not broken, lying alone among the rotten leaves.

The cicadas chirped one after another in the forest, and the atmosphere was a little frozen.

Mu Shiyu's right arm was injured several times by Fuchen, but Xun Wu didn't use all his strength, and was eager to get rid of her and headed for Shengjing City.

And Mu Shiyu tried his best but barely stopped Xun Wu, without hurting him.

Xun Wu could smell her blood, which was different from other people's blood.

In the dense forest, cicadas are ubiquitous and open their throats to attract female cicadas.

Xun Wu frowned slightly, unable to tell the direction.

As time passed, he compromised, and said in a calm tone: "Go to a place where Beidi can't find it."

(End of this chapter)