Two in the afternoon.

Hailong City, City Lord's Mansion.

In Ye Ling's small courtyard.

Li Mu and Ye Ling sat opposite each other in the waterside pavilion.

Ye Ling is making tea.

Both of them looked a little heavy.

Ye Ling didn't know everything clearly.

But from Li Mu's reaction, he could vaguely guess something.

The situation should have become increasingly unfavorable.

The involvement here is not small.

"Actually, we can take shelter in this city lord's mansion."

Ye Ling said:

"No matter how noisy it is outside, at least it won't come here."

"Sometimes, there is no need to show a moment of courage."

Ye Ling would never have said such a thing before.

But his previous experiences also made him grow a lot.

People always have to experience something to grow.

Sometimes, it is a good choice to avoid the edge temporarily.

Knowing it can't be done.

This is not so wise.

Li Mu glanced at Ye Ling.

did not speak.

The current situation is indeed somewhat complicated.

There are not only Murong family members in Hailong City.

The Witch God Sect has also been lurking in Hailong City unknowingly.

If we go according to the original plan, we will continue to attack the Murong family.

So will people from the Wushen Cult take this opportunity to get involved?

How many more martial saints will emerge?

Li Mu is confident in Yuyi's own strength.

However, confidence is not blind.

My master has made it very clear.

He had no time to take care of himself anymore.

Maybe it’s not just Tian Muye.

Li Mu had a vague feeling.

Lin Tatian, who had not set foot outside the Changqing area for decades, walked out.

Perhaps something has changed since then.

But that kind of change has no impact on ordinary people.

There's not much difference.

Tian Muye said he had to deal with some things.

Li Mu felt that that matter might not only be related to him.

The God of War may have to go quiet for a while.

Stay away from the public eye for a while.

Without Tian Muye, the only one he can rely on is himself.

Ye Nanxiao is still in retreat.

Besides, Li Mu didn't want to trouble him.

Just handle your own affairs.

It’s still early to make a decision, and there is still an afternoon.

But it didn't last long.

The sun is still shining brightly.

But Li Mu had already sensed the signs of a turbulent situation.

Hailong City will no longer be peaceful.

Suddenly, Ye Ling turned around and raised her eyebrows slightly:

"What are you doing here?"

"It's none of your business."

Ye Zilong came over with a cold face.

He ignored Ye Ling directly.

Ye Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, but said nothing more.

"I have your letter."

Ye Zilong looked at Li Mu, his expression softened slightly, but still a little cold.

"Letter?" Li Mu raised his eyebrows slightly. Does anyone still write letters these days?

Ye Zilong handed Li Mu a letter.

A very ordinary yellow envelope with a complete mud seal.

There are only three words "Li Mu Shou" on the outside of the envelope.

"Who brought it?" Li Mu took the letter.

"I asked the Sanren from Hailong City, but he didn't know. He just helped deliver the letter."

Li Mu nodded and silently opened the letter.

"It is not a wise decision to provoke the Murong family."

"Even if you are very strong and evil, there is still God standing behind you."

……

The handwriting is very graceful and can be seen clearly.

This is written by a woman.

A letter about the Murong family.

Li Mu kept reading without changing his expression.

This is not like a threatening or intimidating letter.

It is impossible for the Murong family to be so naive.

The letter vaguely touched on some of the Murong family's secrets.

such as:

"There is an old man named Murong Can beside Murong Beidou."

"Senior Level [-] Martial Saint."

"Moreover, Murong Beidou acts cautiously. You have already killed a tenth-level martial saint."

"Then it's impossible for him to bring only one Martial Saint."

"A conservative estimate is that there are at least two tenth-level Martial Saints."

One eleventh-level martial saint and two tenth-level martial saints.

This is just a conservative estimate.

Although I don’t know who wrote this letter.

But Li Mu already believed it.

After all, Murong Beidou was also an important figure in the Murong family, so of course he couldn't come to die.

The power around Murong Beidou could only be stronger than Nobu Shang.

In addition, the letter also contains some introductions about Murong Can.

It's actually quite detailed.

That is a martial saint with terrifying strength!

Finally, the letter read:

"If possible, I hope you will be more cautious. There is no need to fight with them now."

"With your talent, within a few decades at most, you will be able to uproot the Murong family!"

"It just takes some time..."

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

Silently fold the letter paper.

Li Mu frowned slightly.

Who could send this letter?

Judging from the content of the letter, the writer probably knows the Murong family quite well.

He might even be from the Murong family.

But Li Mu had never met anyone who believed in Murong.

and many more……

Li Mu suddenly thought of someone.

Murong Wan.

Zhao Xun's wife and Zhao Yuer's mother.

After all, the surname Murong is not common.

And that daughter left a deep impression on Li Mu.

Especially her daughter, Zhao Yuer.

The mysterious Zhao Yuer.

but……

If Murong Wan was from the Murong family, how could she marry Zhao Xun?

It's not that Li Mu looks down on Zhao Xun.

Li Mu has always had a respectful attitude towards Zhao Xun.

That lieutenant colonel had a great influence on Li Mu.

To be fair, he is a seventh-level Martial King, with the rank of lieutenant colonel and the highest commander of the position.

These identities are already out of reach for ordinary people.

But for the Murong family, which was considered a giant in the entire Dragon Kingdom, it was nothing.

This is no less than a princess running away with a poor boy.

How can there be so many princesses falling in love with poor boys in reality?

Moreover, Murong's family is in the northeast of Long Kingdom.

It is separated from the Chunan region by more than half of the Dragon Kingdom.

If Murong Wan is really from the Murong family.

It is unlikely that they will meet each other.

Moreover, he can know the information about Murong Beidou and Murong Can.

Even in the Murong family, his status cannot be low.

Then it's even less likely to be Murong Wan.

Thinking of Murong Wan, Li Mu couldn't help but think of Zhao Yu'er.

That mysterious little girl.

That little girl that even Li Mu was a little afraid of.

But he also knew that now was not the time to think about this.

In fact, there is another possibility.

Except for people Li Mu knew.

This may also be the arrangement of others.

Li Mu is not without background.

Although Tian Muye might not do such a boring thing.

But one person does.

Dong Shanchuan.

But if it was Dong Shanchuan, there seemed to be no need to write a letter.

The more I think about it, the more complicated it seems.

Seeing Li Mu pondering for a long time without speaking, Ye Ling couldn't help but ask:

"What's in the letter?"

Li Mu casually handed the letter to Ye Ling.

Just as Ye Ling wanted to take a look, Ye Zilong snatched it away.

Soon, Ye Zilong's expression changed slightly.

He threw the letter away.

He said somewhat nervously:

"Li Mu, don't mess around..."

"Three Martial Saints? And an eleventh level? This..."

Ye Ling on the side also picked up the letter and saw the content on it.

Xuan even couldn't help but look at Li Mu with a dull expression.

"Brother, why don't we forget it..."

"I'm thinking."

Li Mu looked calm and his eyes were deep.

His knuckles tapped slowly on the stone table.

again and again.

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