Heavenly Curse

Mu Yi even changed the water twice in the middle, but when he came out, the pale and weak had disappeared, at least on the surface, there was nothing wrong.

And only Mu Yi knew that all of this was only temporary, and his injuries could not be remedied by a single medicated bath. It was for this reason that he had to be cautious during the weekdays.

However, although it has not been fully made up, at least it is no problem to deal with the situation tonight.

"You don't need to do this." When Mu Yi stepped out, she saw Mo Ruyan standing in the yard. She looked at Mu Yi and said something directly.

"What did I do?" Mu Yi smiled slightly.

"You know it." Mo Ruyan said seriously.

Mu Yi naturally understood the meaning of Mo Yan, but he still said, "You think too much, I don't do this for you."

Listening to Mu Ruyan's ears, Mu Yi's words are more like three hundred and twenty silverless places. Even at this time, no matter how he explained it, in Mo Ruyan's view, he was covering up.

"Anyway, thank you." Mo Ruyan suddenly smiled at Mu Yi. This smile, like the blooming lotus flower in the middle of the night, was short but unusually beautiful. At least this was the first time Mu Yi had been in Mo Ruyan. Seeing this smile on his face, even Mo Ruyan at this moment exudes an amazing charm.

However, Mo Ruyan didn't give Mu Yi too much time to appreciate. After seeing Mu Yi's expression, she quickly responded. The smile on her face suddenly converged, and she returned to the cold look again.

"Thank you anyway, but I still say that, I didn't do it because of you." Mu Yi Dasha said in a scenic way.

Sure enough, when heard of Mu Yi, Mo Ruyan simply turned away and muttered, "Smelly Taoist."

Looking at the back of Mo Ruyan, Mu Yi didn't know why. Suddenly, the ghost told the **** to say, "You smile very well."

When Mo Ruyan heard Mu Yi's words, his body trembled obviously, but his feet left more quickly, and even gave people a feeling of embarrassment.

After Mo Ruyan left, Mu Yi raised his arm and smelled it, then shook his head, "Where does it smell? Somehow."

When Mu Yi returned to the room, the big slave was sitting on the floor and playing for himself, not that he didn't want to sit on the chair, but that the chairs in the room were too small and not strong. After several times, the big slave simply sat directly On the ground, even for him, it was more comfortable.

Years of bamboo quilt Mu Yi put on the table, the light was restrained and looked a little quiet.

Perhaps the sacrifice in the daytime is a little damaging to Mu Yi, but it ’s only good for Nian Nuer. At this moment, she is still sleeping inside, digesting this harvest.

Mu Yi sat down at the table, looking at the big slave who was almost looking at him even when he was sitting on the ground, and suddenly asked, "Da slave, do you miss home?"

It is a pity that the slave did not give Mu Yi the answer, even ignored him, but only occasionally glanced at the years of bamboo on the table.

Mu Yi is not bothered to see this. After so long getting along, he has long been accustomed to the appearance of the big slave, and even he just said that to him rather than asking the big slave.

Although the big slave did not give the answer, Mu Yi knew that he missed home and wanted the home in Funiu Mountain.

Previously, the old man told him that once people have fetters, they will not bear it, now why not?

Mu Yi shook his head and ignored the slave, but turned on the copper lamp and settled again.

It was just that Mu Yi didn't find it. After he was settled, the big slave suddenly started to stay, and the expression was as if he was really thinking.

The night was deeper.

A trace of movement outside made Wu Yi wake up from entering the setting. He got up, put the used fu ba in the cloth bag one by one, then the copper lamp, and finally wrapped the bamboo with him and carried him behind.

The big slave stood up silently and came behind Mu Yi.

"Let's go." Mu Yi greeted him and took the lead to open the door and went out.

In the outside yard, the torch was already bright, and a famous dartmaster stood there with a stern look.

Mo Ruyan was standing in front at the moment, wearing black armor and carrying a spear, and Uncle Cai was a little later, and he was also wearing a set of half body armor. Although not as good as Mo Yan's black armor, key parts were also Still blocked.

The arrival of Mu Yi and Da Nu suddenly attracted the attention of many dart masters, even though Mu Yi has not revealed half of his skills so far, but Da Nu alone is enough to make them look forward to it.

Before the big slave stopped the majesty revealed by the bandits alone, even though he remembered it now, he still felt blood.

"Thank you for your help." Uncle Choi hurriedly took a few steps when he saw Mu Yi, and said gratefully.

Although he had previously vaguely guessed that Mu Yi would not stand idly by, he still did not expect Mu Yi to come out before the war began.

Because this evening is the last night, there is no need to cover up anymore. In the inn, except for these people, there are only a few buddies and shopkeepers left, but they have been warned to hide.

And rather than waiting for others to attack, it is better to simply set the scene and fight directly to win or lose.

"It's just a matter of division." Mu Yi said directly, and his words were not modest, just as he had said to Mo Yan before, he stayed, more to try to figure out the black hand behind the scenes, And I want to know whether the other party is related to Qu Yizhuang, and I hope to find clues for Li Xunzi.

Otherwise, Mu Yi might have left early.

However, sometimes, even if you tell the truth, others may not believe it, just like Mo Ruyan before, and now like Uncle Cai.

However, after all, Uncle Cai was so experienced, and when Mu Yi seemed unwilling to accept his affection, he turned around and made the Xuanhua axe come up.

This Xuanhua axe was left by the leaders of the horse thieves before, and then when the battlefield was cleaned, Uncle Cai ordered people to bring it together. At that time, his idea was not that he wanted to give this weapon to the slave, but he never had a chance.

This Xuanhua axe weighs at least sixty pounds. It is too heavy for ordinary people to use at all, unless it is high in martial arts or talented like a slave.

Da Nu had no interest in looking at the axe. In contrast, he preferred to fight with his fists, but at the gesture of Mu Yi, he still raised the axe.

When I saw an axe that someone had held up hard, it suddenly seemed a bit small in the hands of the slave, even though the axe face was already larger than the head of an ordinary person, but it was still too small in the hands of the slave.

Even the big slave waved twice casually, and she looked dissatisfied, as if to say, it was too light.

However, the two whistlings caused Uncle Cai to take a step back and looked at the slave in awe, in his opinion, this Xuanhua axe fell into the hands of the slave, really Make the most of it.

And the big slaves holding such weapons are absolutely terrifying.

Mu Yi did not bother with the slave, but came to Mo Ruyan.