Seeing that the tea stall owner had retreated to his original position, Mu Xiaojiu smiled lightly and put the hole flute to his lips. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A flute sounded.

The sound of the flute was a little low, a little tactful, and it could make people hear a bit of gloom from it, and at this moment when the sound of the flute sounded, everyone around - whether it was a fruit seller or a hunter, or a tea stall owner and a tea drinker, all of them were deeply immersed.

Everyone fell into the mood created by the sound of the flute, and even some weak-willed people began to feel that after listening to this song, it didn't matter if they died immediately.

Among these people, everyone's feelings are actually not exactly the same, and some people are surging with blood, as if they are killing people and sucking blood, and they are angry in their chests; Some people have red faces and red ears, and there is no trace of a spring dream; Some people can't help but dance, as if they are facing mountains of gold and silver, and it is difficult to control; Some people secretly shed tears of sadness, just like being in love, unable to extricate themselves.

Desire is also one of the breakthroughs in the influence of the blue sea tide song on people.

"No, this is no ordinary flute song!"

Finally someone began to wake up, and the person who woke up was the owner of the tea stall.

"Do you have some internal skills?" A smile flashed in Mu Xiaojiu's eyes, "So what?" ”

Seeing that everyone had begun to be affected, Mu Xiaojiu simply let go of the suppression and injected all the internal force into the sound of the flute, and for a while, everyone around seemed to be in the sea, the wind and clouds surged, and the waves roared!

"Wake up!"

The owner of the tea stall is still encouraging and supporting, among all the people who come to rob the dart here, he is the one who takes the lead, although he is also from external skills, but he has been fortunate to be rewarded by the people above to give him a book of basic internal skills. Over the years, although he has been limited to qualifications, he has been diligent in his cultivation, and he has some internal strength.

Right now, it is these internal forces that can allow him to support for a while.

There was no way, Mu Xiaojiu wanted to attack all the people around him at the same time at this time, so the intensity of the influence on everyone would be weakened a lot.

The owner of the tea stall trembled and took out three diamond darts from his waist, forced himself to settle down, and then waved his hand violently, and the three darts flew towards Mu Xiaojiumian Gate in the shape of a pin.

Mu Xiaojiu was disdainful, and with a flick of his wrist, Xiao Wei shot down the three darts in turn, and at the same time, his mouth did not stagnate at all.

He didn't even bother to dodge.

As soon as the three darts came out, the tea stall owner could no longer suppress the surging qi, blood and internal force in his body, and suddenly fell into the sound of Mu Xiaojiu's flute.

At this time, Tie Hu, who was hiding on the hillside, looked surprised.

Although he knew that Mu Xiaojiu's martial arts were good, he didn't expect it to be so strong. Although he is not a master, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

In fact, he overestimated Mu Xiaojiu, if there was a person with a higher internal force than Mu Xiaojiu present at this time, then Mu Xiaojiu would never be as easy as he is now.

It's a pity that these people on both sides of the official road are not very good.

But after a while, those who were lying in ambush here, intending to rob the darts, bled one by one, fell to the ground one after another, and their souls scattered.

Mu Xiaojiu stopped the sound of the flute, sat cross-legged, and began to vomit.

With his current internal strength, it is still very difficult to deal with so many people at the same time, and with this kung fu alone, most of his internal strength has been lost.

After a long time, he collected his internal strength, slowly stood up, looked at Tiehu who was facing away from him in front of him, and was seriously helping him protect the Dharma, and said softly: "Okay, Brother Tiehu, I've recovered." ”

Tie Hu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at Mu Xiaojiu, took out a note from his waist and handed it over.

"What is this?" Mu Xiaojiu looked at Tie Hu with some doubts.

"Let's open it and take a look."

Hearing this, Mu Xiaojiu opened the note and found that there were only eight strong and powerful characters on it:

"Take the dart, extinguish the mouth, and retreat if you don't succeed."

Mu Xiaojiu was shocked, "This note, could it be that you found it from the owner of the tea stall?" ”

Tiehu nodded and said, "It's a pity that they didn't settle the money, and they didn't mention what their goal was, so it's useless." ”

"No, this note is still of some use." Mu Xiaojiu retorted.

"What's the use?"

The first four words are so resolute that the other party is obviously determined to get something in the goods. But the last four words allow these robbers to retreat directly if they are unsuccessful. So—"

Tiehu suddenly realized, "So, there is still their ambush behind." ”

Nodding, Mu Xiaojiu frowned, "Not only that, I'm afraid that the people in ambush behind will get stronger and stronger, with the current strength of the dart team, I'm afraid that once it is attacked, it will be difficult to survive." ”

"That's it, little brother Mu, let's go back along the official road first, round with the people behind, and then we will discuss countermeasures together."

"Well, that's all there is to it."

……

September 16, three o'clock.

"Piao Piao girl, think about it again, did you have anything you missed before?"

Tao Piaopiao shook her head very firmly, "Absolutely not, what we said at that time was that I would go back to move the rescuers, and they would go back to meet Uncle Lin, and then leave marks along the way." ”

"You girl is not lying to us!" A grumpy dart master roared.

Tao Piaopiao was just about to defend himself, but Mr. Liang stopped the dart master, and then said with certainty: "Piao Piao girl didn't lie to us, you can take a closer look at these marks, starting from the previous broken temple, there are some small differences between the front and back marks, which are carved by two people in the dart game." And the corpses of the previous battle have not been processed, everyone has seen it, and now there are a bunch of corpses here, which seem to have been killed by someone with internal force, which is also in line with Miss Piaopiao's description of the little brother's martial arts. ”

"But—" said another dart master dressed as a scribe with a frown, "and that is true, but if you look closely, the mark has come to an abrupt halt here, which proves that they have not gone any further, but everyone has searched the nearby woods, and found no trace of the mark, which proves that they have not gone in any other direction. ”

"Second Brother Li, what do you mean?"

Li Er touched the goatee on his chin, and his eyes rolled, "There are two possibilities, the first is that Mu Xiaojiu is actually a traitor, and after killing these people, he took the other people out of the dart game by surprise, this possibility is not big, unless this Mu Xiaojiu has other helpers, otherwise it is impossible for him to transport all the dart cars alone." ”

"What about the second one?" Liang Haoqi didn't quite agree with this statement, judging from Mu Xiaojiu's previous performance and Tao Piaopiao's description of him, this person didn't seem to be the kind of person with such a deep heart.

"The second one, of course—"

"Attacked!"

……

On another fork in the first section of the road.

This fork is not far from the fork where the broken temple is located, and there is only one fork in the middle.

The placket on Mu Xiaojiu's chest was already stained red with blood, and he gritted his teeth tightly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Now, the only ones who can fight side by side with him are Uncle Lin and Jin Hongjun.

But the opponent is only one person.

The world will be shocked!

Since leaving Peach Blossom Island, Mu Xiaojiu has won all the way and rarely lost. Suzhou small drunken shrimp restaurant kills the wind pavilion Yuwenxuan; Lang Huan defeated Xing Wenxing and Fanghua in an instant, and won half of the silk scroll from Yang Tou; Kill the leader of the horse thieves in the nameless village, Guan San, who is stronger than himself; The man who defeated two waves of robbers before.

I have to admit that Mu Xiaojiu was a little flustered by these achievements.

But now, he finally saw the gap between himself and the real master.

Just now, as soon as Bu Jingyun appeared, he was wrapped in a strong wind, and with only a pair of fleshy palms, he killed three dart masters in an instant, including the iron tiger who had explored the way with him before.

In desperation, everyone could only abandon the dart cart, and fight and retreat, after losing three dart division comrades again, they were finally forced into this fork in the road.

"You, your kung fu is good, but you are too weak."

There was an extremely strong coldness in the sound of the step-frightening clouds, like an eternal piece of ice.

Mu Xiaojiu clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't know how to refute.

What Bu Jingyun said was right, he was indeed too weak, whether it was the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand or the Folding Plum Falling Snow Sword, it was difficult to block even one palm of Bu Jingyun, and even the strong wind in his palm could knock him out.

Although there are no wounds on his body, Mu Xiaojiu knows very well that his internal injuries are already very serious, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will die without a place to be buried.

Thinking about the previous dart masters who died in the middle of the road, they were actually carried away by those congregations of the World Meeting, Mu Xiaojiu couldn't help but feel even more pathetic and ridiculous. Come to think of it, even if you die, you will be cleaned up by these people, and then you don't know which corner to throw it into. Even if you're a player, you can still be resurrected, but it's hard to think about it.

Mu Xiaojiu even lost his fighting spirit a little, he really wanted to throw the long sword in his hand aside and wait for death directly; Or, just wipe your neck yourself.

"Eat me with a sword!"

Beside him, there was a loud shout.

Mu Xiaojiu was startled and recovered from his distraction.

Wandering on the battlefield, it's really a shame to die, Mu Xiaojiu couldn't help but laugh at himself.

It was Kim Hongjun who shouted this sentence.

He was also seriously injured at this time, but he still held the big sword, and stumbled towards Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun's face was expressionless, looking very disdainful, and he slapped it out with a palm, Jin Hongjun didn't even rush in five steps in front of him, and was slapped upside down by Bu Jingyun's palm, like a broken kite, and fell back to Mu Xiaojiu's feet, and fell heavily to the ground.

Mouthfuls of scarlet blood kept spitting out, and Jin Hongjun's sternum collapsed a little at this time, but he didn't care at all, but said something to Mu Xiaojiu with a smile.