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Mu Yimo had a lengthy dream.

In the dream, he and Mu Xiaoqi were standing on both sides of the Wangchuan River. He wanted to call out "Little Apprentice" but was held down by the shoulders of the people around him, reminding him not to get entangled with the dying person.

He seemed to be under control, and turned around to leave.

The little apprentice behind him yelled in a panic: "Master, don't leave me behind!"

He turned his head again, but there was no one on the other side of the Wangchuan River, only the little apprentice was left shouting:

"Master, master!"

"Xiaoqi..." When Mu Yimo woke up, the first thing he saw was the little apprentice whose eyes were red from crying. He reached out to wipe off the tear stains on the little apprentice's cheek, and said softly, "Why are you crying? not dead."

Mu Xiaoqi's eye circles immediately turned red again.

Su Jiangwei patted Mu Xiaoqi's shoulder reassuringly, and said seriously: "The assassin escaped quickly, but this arrow is not something ordinary people can make. I suspect that the people in the palace wanted to kill Xiaoqi. .”

Mu Yimo stretched out his hand to signal Xiaoqi to help him up, and Mu Xiaoqi quickly spread the cushions for the master so that the master could sit more comfortably.

"I just don't know why Xiao Qi was hurt." Mu Yimo frowned, her little apprentice's face was still full of confusion.

Su Jiangwei looked at Mu Xiaoqi carefully, and felt that his ignorant expression was very similar to that of his deceased son, and suddenly he felt a heart to protect his son, and looked at Mu Xiaoqi worriedly: "Xiao Qi, think about it yourself, you Did you know something by accident?"

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoqi frowned and searched carefully in her mind, but her memories of the past four years were only the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the Plum Blossom Garden, and apart from the Plum Blossom Garden, only the General's Mansion in recent months.

"Forget it, don't think about it if you can't remember it." Mu Yimo reached out and stroked his hair, afraid that he would touch the blank space four years ago, "A young apprentice can still be protected as a teacher."

Just as Su Jiang was about to refute, she saw Mu Yimo's restrained eyes. She sighed inaudibly, and said in other words: "The owner of the garden is recuperating well, and I will watch over him in the house."

"Madam only needs to find out about the poisoning, Xiao Qi will be protected by me." Mu Yimo laughed.

It's an eventful time in the mansion, if it's all thrown on Mrs. Yu's shoulders, I'm afraid it will run away at both ends, neglecting both ends.

Su Jiangwei knew the worries in Mu Yimo's heart, and gave him a thankful glance: "When my mother-in-law was young, she was a womanizer, but my daughter-in-law has become delicate under the protection of the general. I'm watching."

Mu Yimo no longer refused, and nodded to her.

Su Jiang Wei Fushen replied, and ordered his family to guard their house.

"Tonight, Xiaoqi will watch the night for the master." Mu Xiaoqi sat on the edge of the table with a serious face, Mu Yimo smiled and teased him: "In the past, you were the only one who went to bed early, why did you watch the night?"

"No!" Mu Xiaoqi looked at the master's shoulder injury, and the circles of his eyes couldn't help turning red again, "It's me who hurt the master, so I can't always hide behind the master."

Mu Yimo was startled.

The meager light reflected in Mu Xiaoqi's eyes, and the clear eyes were full of fear and worry, but more of it was self-blame.

"Stupid apprentice, I feel at ease when I hug you to sleep." Mu Yimo smiled dotingly, but deliberately pretended to be seriously ill, "If you don't let me hug you, what should I do if I can't sleep well? "

After finishing speaking, he squinted at the little apprentice.

Mu Xiaoqi was really coaxed by the master, and walked to the bed obediently: "Then I will sleep next to the master."

"En." Mu Yimo bent her eyes, stretched out her hand to hook the little apprentice's slender waist.

After Mu Yimo's left shoulder was injured, Mu Xiaoqi put his master first in everything, and even the old lady's ancestral hall lost her anger.

The chill in the early spring has dissipated quite a bit, and the inner thief Su Jiangwei finally found out took the poison and committed suicide first, and the clues to Mu Xiaoqi's assassination incident were also completely broken outside the palace. Let it go.

Fortunately, the young master's poison has been cleaned up, and Mu Yimo's shoulder injury has completely healed.

"Is master's shoulder injury really healed?" Mu Xiaoqi looked at the master who was packing his luggage, and asked worriedly.

Mu Yimo laughed, probably because she had teased him so hard these past few months that her little apprentice thought that he couldn't lift his shoulders or lift his hands.

He reached out his hand to touch the head of the little apprentice, and said with a smile: "The teacher is a martial arts practitioner, how can he be so weak--let me say goodbye to Madam."

Mu Xiaoqi nodded obediently when she saw the master's face was ruddy and his left shoulder moved freely.

The master and the apprentice were discussing to go to see his wife to say goodbye, and it happened that Su Jiangwei brought the young master to thank him.

Seeing the neatly packed packages on the bed, Su Jiang Wei asked, "Master, are you going to leave?"

"Exactly." Mu Yimo nodded.

Seeing the young master standing beside him, Mu Xiaoqi squatted down to tease him: "Xiao Feixuan got off the bed and just happened to pester A Niang out to play."

The little boy smiled and opened his hands to hug Mu Xiaoqi, and kept repeating: "Go out and play, go out and play."

Mu Xiaoqi reached out to pick him up, and teased him with a smile: "Brother Xiaoqi is leaving, next time I will take you out to play."

Who would have thought that the young master burst into tears, hugged Mu Xiaoqi without letting go, and kept saying, "Brother Xiaoqi won't leave, brother Xiaoqi won't leave."

Su Jiang couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to hug Yu Feixuan into his arms, and said: "It must be Xiao Qi who took care of him and took care of his feelings."

"Since Madam happened to be here, we don't need to say goodbye anymore, Xiao Qi and I will leave now." Mu Yimo took the hand of the little apprentice and said goodbye to Madam Yu.

Mrs. Yu intended to keep the master and apprentice to stay for a few more days, but seeing that Mu Yimo had already packed her luggage, she knew that she couldn't stay, so she ordered the servant girl to go out and find a good carriage to send the two of them on the road.

The little son kept crying in Su Jiang Wei's arms, the child was not good at speaking, and finally called Xiao Qi "brother" while crying, Mu Xiao Qi couldn't bear it, so he broke a wooden hairpin in his arms and gave him a toy Coaxing him, the young master got the wooden hairpin, and then he stopped crying, sobbing and watching the two go on the road.

Mu Yimo read the letter in his hand again, and unconsciously frowned again.

"What's the matter, master?" Mu Xiaoqi asked, leaning over to read the letter.Mu Yimo didn't intend to hide it from him, so he simply handed the letter to the little apprentice.

Mu Xiaoqi spread out the letter paper, only to see the handwriting on it was very scribbled, obviously the person who wrote the letter was extremely flustered.

"Master, the younger sister has not received a letter from the master for several months, and she is worried about the whereabouts of the treasure book. She sneaked into the main rudder of the Five Poisons Gate and has not returned for several days. The disciple is worried that the younger sister will be captured by the Five Poisons Gate. Please rush to the south of the Yangtze River."

"It's my teacher's negligence." Mu Yimo blamed himself, "I forgot to inform the two of them after being injured. Now that Si Xue has been captured, I'm afraid it will be a disaster."

Mu Xiaoqi pinched the letter paper, recalling that Senior Sister Si Xue took a lot of care of her, and she was much more worried than Mu Yimo: "Then what should I do, Senior Sister, will Senior Sister be okay?"

Mu Yimo leaned over and hugged the little apprentice, and said softly: "Your senior sister is one of the best masters after all, and it's not so easy to suffer."

A corner of the curtain of the carriage hung up with the wind, but Mu Yimo's eyes looking out were far less relaxed than his words.

Even Mu Sixue can be captured, and it is impossible to restrain her with poison, unless there are experts in the Five Poisons Sect, but the Five Poisons Sect is unparalleled in the world with poison, and force wants to capture Si Xue... I am afraid it is the so-called Chiliantang's handwriting.

Mu Yimo was even more worried. He had a faint feeling that this world might be about to stir up a storm.

After driving for two days, the two finally arrived in Suzhou.

Suzhou has already felt the warmth of spring early, the willows by the river are trying to sprout, and the streets and alleys are full of vendors shouting.

But neither the master nor the apprentice was in the mood to enjoy the Jiangnan in early spring, so they went directly to the Yuelai Inn to meet Mu Siqian.

Mu Siqian hadn't slept soundly since his junior sister was caught, and his eyes were even darker after a few days.When the two saw it, they secretly felt sorry for Mu Siqian's lack of spirit.

"Is there a diagram of the internal structure of the Five Poison Sect?" Mu Yimo went straight to the point. It would be a lie to say that he was not in a hurry with these few disciples, not to mention that Mu Sixue was his only female disciple.

Mu Siqian quickly took out the map he had drawn. It's not that he hasn't thought about going directly to save people these days. After all, this little junior sister has been the person on his heart since she was a child, but she is worried about bad things, so she can only restrain her mind and wait for the master. Come and make arrangements.

"Do you know where Si Xue is locked up?" Mu Yimo asked with a frown as she looked at the intricate road map.

"I went in secretly to look before, but Junior Sister was not in the cell. I searched every cell. I wanted to find some other places, but I was almost discovered, so I had to leave first." Mu Siqian I couldn't find the whereabouts of my junior sister, and my heart was anxious, and I unconsciously talked a lot.

Mu Yimo frowned in thought, carefully looking at the map.

It stands to reason that the second disciple Bingxue is smart, and even if he is caught, he will not easily reveal his target identity. If he is lying, no one can compare to the female apprentice whose parents have an innocent face.

He put himself into the dangerous situation that Mu Sixue was facing, so as to guess how the second disciple would react.

"If you want me to say, men like to be admired by women, especially women like me who look pure and innocent."

Mu Yimo suddenly laughed: "If you want me to say, Si Xue must be enjoying the treatment of the wife in the main room of the Five Poison Sect right now."

Hearing this, both of them were startled, and after thinking carefully about Mu Sixue's usual style, it really seemed that Si Xue could do it.

Mu Xiaoqi was secretly heaving a sigh of relief for her senior sister, but Mu Siqian's face turned dark on the opposite side.

"Then master, when are we going to save Junior Sister?" Mu Siqian asked.

Mu Yimo has raised his disciples for many years, and he can clearly see Mu Siqian's admiration for Mu Sixue. In his heart, he teases the big apprentice for his love of vinegar, but he says seriously: "Tonight, wait until it gets dark. It's good to go in."

Mu Siqian was anxious, but he could only nod his head in agreement, sitting on the edge of the table and looking at the map absently.

"Xiaoqi, wait for us here." Mu Yimo took care of him, and Mu Xiaoqi also knew that he didn't know martial arts, so following him would be a hindrance, so he nodded obediently.

The night will cover people in black clothes, whether it is the two black clothes going to the Palace of Five Poisons, or the assassin who hides the cold light.