The biggest characteristic of the dead is that even if it costs with their lives, they will definitely complete the task as much as possible. And the reason why Mu Xiaojiu hasn't come forward now is actually just to hide in the shadows and learn more things. In other words, he wasn't so much hiding from the eight ninjas as he was hiding from the boy.

The eight ninjas can already be determined to be dead soldiers, and dead soldiers generally don't talk nonsense when they are on missions. Even the truly qualified dead soldiers, without receiving any special instructions, will not say a word of uselessness in the course of their mission.

But the teenager is different, maybe he has been hiding in the shadows, and in the absence of rescue, the teenager can give more meaningful things, maybe what is the action, or what the words are.

After all, although Mu Xiaojiu guessed the identity of the young man, in fact, in fact, he had only heard about the master of the Longquan Sword Shrine and the contemporary Ou Yezi, the two had never met, let alone had anything to do with it, who knew if the young man would tell him anything after he saved the young man.

So, instead of risking being hidden, it's better to take a little trouble for the time being and hide it first.

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The boy rolled twice on the ground and rushed through the gate of the manor. It's a pity that he didn't make this action spontaneously, so he couldn't control his body well. And as it happens, he also has a shuriken stuck in his shoulder.

With this roll, the shuriken on the boy's shoulder successfully fell off the boy's shoulder, but at the same time, the wound on the boy's shoulder was also expanded and deepened, and the blood flowed more.

At this time, although the young man's body was still quite strong, after losing so much blood, his face was already a little pale.

There is a lot of blood loss, and people can't help but feel a little chilled, not to mention that it is still raining in the sky, and it is getting heavier and heavier. In this case, the boy could not help but shiver, and then dragged his slightly stiff body to his feet and ran forward.

This Zhuangzi is actually a dyeing workshop, and on weekdays, this huge yard should be full of colorful and beautiful cloth. Unfortunately, it rained today, and the cloth was taken back. In fact, except for an old man who was cleaning up the unfinished cloth in the large warehouse in the backyard, the other workers had already gone home.

On weekdays, this is sure to be a good place to hide.

At this moment, there are only empty bamboo poles and wooden shelves in this front yard.

The boy rushed into the front hall full of looms without regret, and at the same time threw the long sword on his back into a corner.

Mu Xiaojiu sat sideways in a dim corner next to a loom full of miscellaneous items, and with the help of the shelter of the shadow and the shield of the loom, the young man did not notice him.

But through the gap between the debris on the loom, Mu Xiaojiu could see clearly, and the young man quickly wrote a few words on the semi-finished cloth woven by a loom before the eight ninjas rushed in.

This is the information Mu Xiaojiu wants.

Mu Xiaojiu smiled lightly, raised his hand and made a move, and the sword that was thrown by the young man at his feet was directly taken into his hand.

A shuriken shot in from the outside in a whirlwind, straight towards the boy.

This hidden weapon, the young man must not be able to dodge and block.

However, at the moment when this shuriken protruded from the rain and entered the front hall, a sword qi broke through the air, and directly split this shuriken in half, and the castration was gone, and several looms were cut in succession, and then a large hole was cut on the side of the front hall.

At this moment, the eight Fuso ninjas and the boy all looked at the direction where the sword qi was swung out with a stunned expression.

Then they saw a man in a big sword walking out of that direction, and at the same time, their bodies froze.

It's the kind of feeling that seems to be stared at by the Yama Immortal Monarch who came out of the Netherworld.

The man, that is, Mu Xiaojiu's face was angry, he didn't even look at the eight Fusang ninja dead soldiers, and when he raised his hand, he swung out a sword, directly splitting the eight Fusang ninja dead soldiers into real dead corpses, and it was still incomplete.

Mu Xiaojiu looked at the young man, his face was gloomy, he walked next to him in a few steps, and then looked at the place where the young man had left his handwriting before.

The boy wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the courage to move. Or rather, he had that thought, but his body was instinctively resisting his thought.

Even his body is constantly sending a signal to him, that is, once he moves, he will die immediately.

When he saw the messy words "Mu Xiaojiu" written in bloodstains, and even could only be vaguely distinguished, Mu Xiaojiu's brows slowed down slightly.

"This name, did Xiao Jianyin tell you?"

The boy didn't move, with a deep fear in his eyes.

Mu Xiaojiu took a deep breath and dispersed the killing intent.

The young man gasped for breath twice, and then his legs weakened, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

"Let me ask you, did Xiao Jianyin tell you this name?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Xiao Jianyin asked you to find this person?"

The boy shook his head.

Mu Xiaojiu was stunned.

The reason why he was angry was actually because of the sword he was now carrying in his hand. This sword is not a world-famous sword, but Mu Xiaojiu is very familiar with it, because this is Xiao Jianyin's sword.

And now, this young man carried Xiao Jianyin's saber on his back, wrote his name at the critical moment, and admitted that it was Xiao Jianyin who told him his name, but said that Xiao Jianyin didn't let him find him?

"Tell me everything that happened between you and Xiao Jianyin." Mu Xiaojiu said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

The young man raised his head, but he didn't dare to look into Mu Xiaojiu's eyes, so he could only lower his gaze, staring at Mu Xiaojiu's mouth, and then shook his head slowly but firmly.

Mu Xiaojiu could see that the young man was trembling, and he was very afraid.

"If you don't say it, you'll die."

The young man's breathing suddenly became short, he gasped heavily, and then suddenly opened his mouth, and said very firmly in that very green, very green voice: "Don't say it when you die, Brother Xiao said it, you can't tell anyone." ”

"I'm Mu Xiaojiu, the one you wrote your name just now."

The young man hesitated for two or three breaths, and then said, "Don't say that." ”

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