The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The screams coming from the room alerted people outside.

Bai Jingjing was the first to rush in.

Followed closely by Lilac and Sister Mei.

As soon as they came in, they saw Li Muchen pressing Lin Manqing to the ground, tearing off Lin Manqing's clothes, and placing his hands on her breasts.

This looks like someone who is obsessed with something and has a demonic nature.

"Brother Muchen..." Ding Xiang called out in fear, "What are you doing?"

Bai Jingjing was also at a loss. Although she entered spiritual practice earlier than anyone else, she had never encountered such a situation.

Sister Mei reacted the fastest. She turned around and blocked the door, blocking the men from the door. She said sternly: "Get out!"

The men couldn't figure out the situation, but seeing Sister Mei's serious expression, they could only retreat to the living room and wait.

Sister Mei closed the door, turned around, and saw Li Muchen's hand caressing Lin Manqing's chest for a while, then slowly lifted it up.

When he lifted it up, a dark red blood mist like lotus root appeared between his hand and Lin Manqing's skin.

This is... the magic of attracting stars!

The first thought that came to Sister Mei's mind was that this legendary and long-lost martial arts secret could drain human blood and increase one's internal strength.

But she soon realized that she was wrong. Li Muchen was not hurting Lin Manqing, but treating Lin Manqing.

Because Lin Manqing's chest and clothes were stained with blood.

The blood was mixed with black mist, as if it were alive and flowing.

Sister Mei blamed herself for her wrong ideas.

Lilac and Bai Jingjing also noticed it.

They all gathered around but didn't dare to disturb.

Li Muchen's hand moved up and down, sometimes lifting it very high, and sometimes placing it on Lin Manqing's body. Every time he lifted it up, it brought up a mist of blood.

Soon, his hands turned purple-black, and Lin Manqing's face gradually turned pale.

After a while, Li Muchen suddenly raised his hand and brought up a large piece of black mist from Lin Manqing's chest.

The blood stains and black energy on Lin Manqing's body were removed, and her chest returned to pure white.

But in that snow-like whiteness, there were three dots of red.

The dot of red in the middle is particularly delicate and rich, sandwiched between the two lively pink dots on the left and right, it looks so enchanting and charming, as if a blood-colored flower has bloomed, with a fascinating beauty.

But after looking at it for a long time, it makes people feel faintly afraid.

Li Muchen stuffed a pill into Lin Manqing's mouth, then frowned at the bright blood-colored flower on Lin Manqing's chest.

Lin Manqing woke up leisurely.

"Mu Chen! Are you okay?"

She asked with concern. When she saw Li Muchen's eyes, she looked down and realized that her clothes had been torn apart at some point.

Lin Manqing let out a soft cry and instinctively hugged her chest with both hands.

At this time, I saw Ding Xiang, Sister Mei and Bai Jingjing all standing aside. I couldn't help but blush, and sat up coyly, wanting to bury my head in my arms.

Sister Mei smiled and said: "You are already engaged, what else are you embarrassed about?"

Lin Manqing smiled, but her face turned redder when she remembered that Li Muchen was right across the street, still staring at her.

Ding Xiang took off her coat and put it on Lin Manqing.

"Mu Chen, are you okay?" Sister Mei asked.

Li Muchen shook his head: "It's okay, I just need to take a rest."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The hand filled with black air trembled slightly in front of him.

He frowned and looked very painful.

The black air on his hands gradually disappeared, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

After a while, he opened his eyes again and took a long breath.

"Mu Chen, I'm sorry!" Lin Manqing said somewhat remorsefully.

"You can't blame Manqing." Sister Mei said, "Something happened in Longcheng. Mashan and Caitou are dying. Mr. Hu said that only you can save them."

After hearing this, Li Muchen immediately stood up and asked, "Where is he?"

Ignoring the impact his body had just received, he immediately went to the room where Ma Shan and Cai Weimin were resting.

Seeing the looks of Ma Shan and Cai Weimin, Li Muchen clenched his fists fiercely.

He sat down and began to treat Ma Shan and Cai Weimin.

This injury doesn't bother him.

But during the treatment process, these wounds seemed to be transferred to his body.

He even imagined and restored the entire process of their injuries.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into Ma Shan, being beaten severely in the Pan family compound, hung from a tree and burned.

Li Muchen trembled all over, and the sleeping things in his blood that had not been completely suppressed due to this unsuccessful retreat woke up again.

"Mu Chen, they two...should be okay?" Sister Mei asked.

Li Muchen nodded and said: "It's okay, but I need to rest for a few days. What happened?"

Sister Mei told me the whole story.

"Well, this time it's thanks to Mr. Xu and the head of the Chen family. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have been able to save Mashan and Caitou."

Li Muchen nodded: "I will repay the kindness of these two families."

Lin Manqing asked again with concern: "Mu Chen, are you really okay? I was so worried just now. I'm sorry, I ruined your retreat and almost hurt you."

Li Muchen stretched out his hand to lift Lin Manqing's hanging hair back, stroked her hair, and said with a smile: "You are right! If Brother Mashan dies, I will never feel at ease in my life. Moreover, you did not destroy me. My practice was not successful this time, and your retreat just pulled me out of danger. It was because my own practice was not enough to defeat the inner demons."

Lin Manqing felt that Li Muchen was comforting her, but she still felt very sorry. She lowered her head and said, "It's all my fault. I don't practice enough to share your worries."

Li Muchen smiled and said: "Fool, you have only been practicing for a few days? Even a genius like your husband and I have been practicing in Kunlun for thirteen years to achieve what we have today!"

Lin Manqing burst out laughing, punched him lightly, and scolded him with a smile: "Bragging!"

"Who said you were bragging? My master said that I am the first person in five hundred years!" Li Muchen said seriously.

But the more serious he looked, the more it seemed like he was bragging.

Now not only Lin Manqing, but also Ding Xiang and Sister Mei started laughing. The others also laughed together.

Only Bai Jingjing looked at everyone blankly, not understanding what people were laughing at.

In her opinion, Master Li's words were not bragging at all. She has lived for hundreds of years, and indeed she has never seen anyone more awesome than Mr. Li.

Sister Mei also believes that Li Muchen is the first person in five hundred years.

She laughed because Li Muchen was cute when he pretended to brag. She really couldn't connect this Li Muchen with the Grandmaster Li who slashed Banpu with his sword in the martial arts tournament, surrendered the dragon soul in Yongcheng, and fought against Seraph on Kowloon Island.

That Li Muchen left her in awe. And this Li Muchen made her feel friendly.

‘Oh, this little plum can actually flirt! ’