Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Time passed quickly, Mu Ciwan opened the window, looked at the people coming and going below, and took Qiu Cimu out of the city.

With Liu Baihe's means, if he hurts the innocent, her master must be the one who blames himself in the end.

Then stop all this from the root.

There were also many refugees outside the city, as soon as the two of them came out, a group of people swarmed up, and Mu Ciwan jumped away with Qiu Cimu, away from them.

"Why are there so many refugees?"

It stands to reason that people who cultivate immortals do not care about the affairs of emperors in the world, except for guest ministers invited by a few families or high-ranking officials to seek protection, and there are people like the city lord who specialize in guarding the border to protect the peace of a country.

So when you embark on the road of cultivating immortals, you should stop paying attention to these mundane things.

Of course, there is still time to go down the mountain to slay demons and demons.

This is a contract signed with the emperor of the world.

In any case, it shouldn't be like this.

"Ten years of drought, the people are in dire straits, and most of the crops planted will not survive. The immortal family has no intention of paying attention to it. Even if they pay attention, it can only solve the urgent need. The human emperor has no choice."

As for why the drought occurred, this seems to be the key factor for Liu Baihe's reputation.

Because he exposed the conspiracy of Wenren, the head of Yujian Pavilion, he has been deeply loved since then, and even a temple belonging to him was built in the world.

"Ten years of drought? It's true and shouldn't be."

Qiu Cimu frowned and said something, but did not continue to inquire about this matter.

Now that he can't protect himself, how can he manage these things?

When Liu Baihe came, they had just walked outside the city, not far away.

In a flash, an old man in a white robe stood in front of him. His hair must have been dyed, black and white were uneven, his eyes were cloudy but could not hide his greed. Say goodbye to autumn.

"My good disciple, after going out to play for so long, it's time to go back to the sect. You are making it easy for me to find Master. Why, you hooked up with a little lady when you went out?"

Qiu Cimu was already angry, but when he heard Liu Baihe said to take it later, his blood surged, his hand quietly held the saber at his waist, ready to compete with Liu Baihe at any time, "You are not my master."

The person who wants to kill him is definitely not his master.

"Hehe, I've grown up, my skin is itchy, I don't even want to recognize my master, I hope I won't teach you a lesson when I go back."

As soon as he said that, he opened his eyes and clenched his hands into claws, and was about to grab Qiu Cimu, but Mu Ciwan pulled Qiu Cimu away.

He turned his head, looked at Mu Ciwan carefully, and smiled suddenly, "I forgot that there is still a bystander here, so I will deal with you first."

"no!"

Qiu Cimu clenched the saber in his hand, drew the sharp blade out of its sheath, and was about to fight Liu Baihe, but Liu Baihe laughed mockingly, "My good apprentice, you are not my opponent at all, now you look at me with your eyes. No, you have a few percent chance of defeating me, so you might as well go back with me, maybe I can consider letting her die."

As he spoke, he smiled lowly, like a crow at night, gloomy and terrifying.

Listening to the voice of Qiu Cimu, it was difficult to connect him with the gentle and kind master before.

But it's too late to say any more.

He pursed his lips, not even [-]% sure, but he would never admit defeat.

He straightened his back, and stood in front of Mu Ciwan calmly, covering her behind, holding the Dragon Sword tightly with his fingers, like a hedgehog, ready to deal with the enemy's surprise attack at any time.

"I can't protect myself, but I still want to protect others. That's not what I taught you all these years."

Liu Baihe sighed, "But it doesn't matter, your body will be mine from now on, and I will teach myself how to do it."

As he said that, his eyes narrowed, he drew out his saber with his right hand, and stabbed towards Qiucimu, every move was extremely fierce.

Qiu Cimu was secretly startled, but he swung a sword to block his move.

"I have underestimated you. Even if the sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, you can still wield your sword intent. I just don't know if I can get your sword intent after taking your body?"

While talking, his moves became more and more intense.

Qiucimu gradually couldn't resist, he couldn't see with his eyes, he could only identify by listening to the direction, but Liu Baihe's movement was too fast, he could only defend but not attack, his feet were weak, he almost knelt on the ground, but was caught The person helped up from behind.

"Thank you for your hard work, then leave it to me."

Mu Ciwan's voice came from behind, and the sword in Mu Ciwan's hand was replaced by Mu Ciwan. Accompanied by a dragon's chant, the sword light was as sharp as lightning, and it directly blocked the stabbing sword of the opponent, making a clanging sound.

"Isn't the saber master only able to be used by one person? Why can you use his sword?" Liu Baihe was shocked, because he felt the strong power from Mu Ciwan's swordsmanship.

He can't beat this man!

He is now a Nascent Soul, but this person is obviously higher than the Nascent Soul, at least in the Mahayana period, especially his understanding of swordsmanship, every move he wields is fierce sword intent, and the knife is deadly.

He who was still in the upper hand lost the upper hand just because of the opponent's move.

He gritted his teeth secretly: "I don't know who you are?"

"Enemy." Mu Ciwan sneered, holding a sword flower in his hand, and making a tactic with the other hand, poking Liu Baihe's chest straight, looking at the inconceivable eyes of the other party: "Aren't you a sword cultivator?"

Why would it hurt people directly with spells?

"I've never said that I'm a swordsman." Mu Ciwan smiled, without giving him a chance to speak, and stepped on his left hand with his right foot.

With a "click", the bones shattered.

"Using my strength, which can even crush black iron, on your old bones, is really overkill."

Mu Ciwan looked at him coldly and spoke lightly.

But Liu Baihe looked at her as if he had seen a ghost.

For a cultivator, every time he rises to a level, his body will be tempered again. When he reaches his level, even a Mahayana person can't easily break his bones, but she can do it so easily.

This person's strength is stronger than he imagined, where did Qiu Cimu find such a helper?He had clearly never heard Qiu Cimu mention this person before.

Know the current affairs to be a hero, keep the green hills, and you are not afraid of running out of firewood.

He immediately changed his expression, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I just ask to resign and go back to explain some things. I got some rare treasures before, and I want to hand them over to him. After all, he is my only disciple."

I don't know who would believe this nonsense.

Qiu Cimu followed the sound and walked to Mu Ciwan's side. He couldn't see Liu Baihe's distressed appearance, but he could hear it.

Like spitting out a mouthful of old blood, his voice was several times older, hoarse and flattering.

Another side he hadn't seen before.