Without the killing intent, without the momentum of seeing death as home, it does not mean that the moves of the shot will become weaker, nor does it mean that the obstacles to Mu Xiaojiu will become smaller.

In fact, instead of getting smaller, Mu Xiaojiu's hindrance became a little stronger.

The previous moves fought with their lives, although they were ruthless and ruthless, but it was precisely because of this mood that all their moves fell into the sideways, leaving only forge ahead, ignoring the meaning of "blocking".

And at this time, after guessing a little bit of Mu Xiaojiu's thoughts, they instead brought all their thoughts back to "stopping Mu Xiaojiu", so that when they made a move, they had fewer dangerous moves, but the meaning of entanglement was better.

It's okay to say that the eunuchs all of them are majoring in the Sunflower Treasure Book, and they are good at the speed of the body, and most of their shots are offensive and killing. But Xu Ziqing and Xiaolongnu are different, their affectionate swordsmanship, attacking and retreating, really speaking, they are more brilliant on the defensive.

Because of this, after Mu Xiaojiu waved his hand to push Guo Jing away, the two of them greeted him with a long sword.

In the real world, during the Tang Dynasty, there was a famous poet named Bai Juyi, who once wrote a poem "Pipa Xing", in which the book said: "The big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are cut like whispers." Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. ”

The big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, this sentence is just like the sword light that Xu Ziqing and Xiaolongnu sway at this moment.

This pair of affectionate and concubine-minded little couples each held a sword, and waved it one after another, bringing up a dazzling sword light, and forming an inexplicable complex sword net in mid-air, fluttering and cutting towards Mu Xiaojiu's body.

said that it was cut to Mu Xiaojiu's body, but it didn't seem to be so accurate. If you want to put it in a more appropriate way, it is better to say that it is cut to the open space in front of Mu Xiaojiu.

The sword of the two of them was not aimed at Mu Xiaojiu, but at the three-foot place in front of Mu Xiaojiu.

They didn't want to hurt Mu Xiaojiu, they just wanted to force Mu Xiaojiu not to move forward anymore, so they tried their best to entangle Mu Xiaojiu.

Looking at the posture of the two people holding swords in their hands, it is obvious that the two people who are followed by other back-hands.

In addition to these two people, the eunuchs also moved at the same time.

More than a dozen eunuchs, each holding a silver needle in their hands, no longer played the set of flying needles and threads, and pounced directly on them, using needles to make swords. When he greeted Mu Xiaojiu, he no longer pointed at Mu Xiaojiu's vital points, but instead pointed the tip of the needle at some of Mu Xiaojiu's non-lethal acupuncture points.

The intention of such a shot is naturally self-evident.

It's just that after Guo Jing's incident, they are not the only people whose mentality has changed. Mu Xiaojiu's mind also had some subtle changes.

At the very least, he had lost the idea of continuing to play with these people.

So, he officially made a move.

There were no fancy moves, no terrifying move names, Mu Xiaojiu just flexed his fingers slightly, and then folded his two fingers and clasped them lightly.

A soft sound sounded in the main hall.

Fingers stacked on top of each other, and it would have been impossible to knock out the sound of the hole flute. At least in common sense, this is absolutely impossible.

However, Mu Xiaojiu just knocked out such a voice.

"His voice whined, like resentment, like crying, like complaining."

A simple sound made everyone present feel sad and lonely.

A kind of sigh and emotion that the hero is dying and the beauty is late.

Many people know that the voice is not dedicated to Mu Xiaojiu himself, but to the grandfather who died not long ago, no, Hua Chi Yi.

A few delicate eunuchs couldn't help but cry directly.

Xu Ziqing's eyes flashed for a moment of dazedness, and the little dragon girl was even more unconscious, and her eyes were red from this simple tone like the sound of a hole flute.

A sound came out, and in an instant, the sword net was shattered, and the silver needle stopped.

Mu Xiaojiu walked forward as if no one was there.

One step, two steps, three steps......

The corners of Ying Luan's eyes twitched, and he looked at Mu Xiaojiu with a panicked expression.

But with his eyes alone, there was no way to make Mu Xiaojiu stop.

Mu Xiaojiu finally walked in front of Ying Luan.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound pulled everyone's hearts back from the boundless pathos.

The ninety-five lord of the entire Central Plains, the successor of the Ying dynasty, and the little emperor Ying Luan, had an extra red five-finger print on his face.

Mu Xiaojiugan and the most outstanding disciples of the Shenhou Mansion at the moment, the famous tomb heroes Xu Ziqing and Xiaolongnu on the rivers and lakes, plus so many great eunuchs with unique skills as enemies, took ten steps to kill each step.

Although these ten steps were not difficult for Mu Xiaojiu, they also wasted some energy.

He turned out to be just a slap in the face of today's Central Plains communist?

A crisp slap in the face?

"Where is Hua Chiyi's body?"

As soon as this question came out of Mu Xiaojiu's mouth, many people were stunned for a while.

What is the body of Hua Chi Yi? He died at your hands, and you came here and asked where his body was? Is there anyone in the world who knows better where his body is?

There was only one eunuch, who quickly came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, and looked at Mu Xiaojiu with an incredulous expression.

He had a guess in his mind, but he couldn't believe it.

On the other hand, even if the little emperor who had suffered such a great humiliation had the brain to understand Mu Xiaojiu's meaning, he had been completely wiped out by Mu Xiaojiu's slap.

He was the highest and most noble person in the world.

Who would dare to slap him in the mouth?

But Mu Xiaojiu smoked, and he smoked decisively, crisply, and mercilessly.

He looked at Mu Xiaojiu with wide eyes, and a team of good-looking eyes were full of indignation and rage.

But he didn't dare to be angry, and he didn't even dare to question Mu Xiaojiu.

He was worried that Mu Xiaojiu would blow his head with a punch in the next moment, and then ascend to the throne himself.

Although he also felt that he knew that Mu Xiaojiu didn't have any idea about the throne, even if there was only the slightest possibility, he didn't dare to bet at all.

In Ying Luan's eyes, now, he has nothing left, only this throne, and only this throne can bring him a sense of security.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the fact that he was the emperor of the Central Plains today, would those eunuchs really come to protect him?

If he wasn't the one on the throne, powerful and rich, would Guo Jing come to protect him desperately? Does he have the ability to promise heavy profits to Xu Ziqing?