Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Sikong Zhaixing, who was dressed as one of the killers in the ghost villa, asked: "If you say it, you will die?"

4.5 Huamanlou was silent. Instead of going to the grand ceremony, he was dragged by Gongsun Lan to chat, chatting about money and pouring bitter water.Hua Manlou knew that this was because he didn't want him to show up.

He looked down at Wang Shibao and Bashan Xiaogu.

Sikong Zhaixing shuddered, and fled as if fleeing, with his hands still covering his ears.

He still didn't forget to shout: "Lu Xiaoji wait until I'm gone, you can talk about it, I don't want to hear it."

Sikong Zhaixing left, and the others left one by one, Lu Xiaofeng still stayed here.

He still couldn't figure it out, why Bai Ziyang also participated, why did he help him cover it up?Will someone like him be blackmailed?Why do you want to help Taoist Mu?

Hua Manlou guessed the reason, but he would never say it.

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The second update, Huang Da's book will be written later, and I am currently reviewing the appearance of commoners, and I will write the next two volumes! .

The seventh and second chapter swings the sword away, but stays supreme. "Please be automatic! "

April [-], afternoon.

It was almost dusk.

The first two days were the days when Shi Yan chose the next head, and now this trouble is saved.

Today is the grand ceremony for Mu Zhenren's official ascension to the throne.

Mu Taoist has become Mu Zhenren.

Wearing a purple gold crown and seven-star sword, Mu Zhenren looked even more dignified under the light.

The unrestrained and unrestrained Mu Taoist in the old days no longer exists.

Standing here at the moment is Mu Zhenren, the [-]th generation head leader of Wudang, and no one will allow anyone to despise him.

Lu Xiaofeng told himself in his heart, he must remember this point.

Then he tidied up his clothes, walked up with big strides, and bowed to the ground: "Congratulations to the Taoist priest for being enthroned, and Lu Xiaofeng is here to congratulate you."

Master Mu smiled, supported his arm, and said, "Hero Lu must not be too polite."

Lu Xiaofeng was also smiling, and said: "The Taoist priest has gone through many hardships and finally got his wish, but Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng, not Lu Da 05."

Although his attitude was respectful and polite, there was a sharp irony in his words.

Especially the words "I got my wish".

"You talk too much!"

It was Bai Ziyang who spoke, he was still here, and Gongsun Lan followed him with Diao'er in his arms.

Lu Xiaofeng stopped laughing, and told himself that he would never care about this matter again, because Bai Ziyang looked at him, and he seemed to see his own death.

He believed that Bai Ziyang would really kill him if he continued.

Master Mu suddenly smiled, took two steps, and asked the young disciple who rushed over, "What's the matter?"

"Ximen Chuuxue is here!"

"The honored guest is here, why don't you invite me up?"

"He must bring the sword up the mountain." The young Taoist's hands were still shaking, "The disciples are powerless to ask him to untie the sword, and all the brothers who stayed behind at Jiejianyan have been injured by his sword."

This is indeed a very serious matter. For hundreds of years, no one has ever dared to offend Wudang lightly.

"Where are his people?"

"Still at the Jiejian Pool, Master Eighth is trying to stabilize him. He's looking for...he's looking for Baidi!"

Bai Ziyang smiled and walked away, Master Mu already held the hilt of the sword, and walked out with big strides.

The beautiful trees outside the Taoist temple are verdant, the spring grass is already deep, and there seem to be shining eyes in the bushes.

A man in white linen filial piety suddenly jumped out from the bushes, holding an unsheathed sword in his hand, and stabbed Bai Ziyang in the heart.

Bai Ziyang's expression did not change, and his footsteps remained the same, but the snake-like Qingfeng was already low to his chest.

At that moment, the sword passed through, and the person passed through, but Bai Ziyang was still moving forward, as if the person was unreal.

Gongsun Lan couldn't help but grabbed his arm.

"what?"

"I thought you were fake."

The two ignored the assassination and walked towards Xie Jianyan.

Mu Zhenren looked at Bai Ma Xiaofu in surprise, as if he still didn't believe it was true.

Not daring to have any hesitation, he quickly tapped her acupuncture points, with puzzlement and fear on his face.

"Why did you kill him?"

"He killed my father, of course I want to kill him, let me go!"

"Your father?"