After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

Jiang Mu felt that his cultivation base was not low, and he would definitely have no chance of winning if he was tough, but fortunately he still had the spirit of the Mahayana stage.

Isn't something like a spirit used to pretend to be coercive?

He held the sword in one hand, and his thumb had already pushed out the hilt a little bit. He was clearly in a state of stiff preparation for battle, but he just showed a calm look: "Put her down."

The man frowned sharply.

It seemed that after careful consideration, he actually looked hesitantly at Lin Yijin in his hand, as if he was afraid of him.

Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes, and casually held a sword flower in his hand, "Put it down."

He was tentative at first, but as soon as he said this, the man threw Lin Yijin by the back of the neck and disappeared into the street.

Jiang Mu didn't chase after him, his eyes darkened, and after half a breath, he looked at Lin Yijin who was in a mess, "How is it?"

Lin Yijin's body was still trembling, and the moisture in his eyes hadn't dissipated yet, but he forced himself up and saluted him: "It's nothing...it's nothing, thank you Senior Jiang."

"Why are you called senior?" Jiang Mu teased her deliberately, "Didn't you follow Rong Chen and call him Uncle Jiang?"

When Rong Chen was mentioned, Lin Yijin's face became more bloody, she pursed her lips, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Mu waved his hand: "No need, after all, you are my nephew and daughter-in-law, so I should save you."

"Go back to your room first, have a good rest tonight, I have something to ask you tomorrow—"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and saw a man in black at the door of the inn holding an umbrella in the rain.

Jiang Mu: "..."

Damn it, why did he feel inexplicably guilty of abandoning his original wife in the middle of the night and going out to fool around with others?

Seeing that he stopped suddenly, Lin Yijin also looked over, not understanding why Uncle Jiang stopped talking.

But it was a girl after all, with a delicate mind, and soon noticed the strange atmosphere between them, greeted Jiang Mu and ran away quickly.

The air was quiet.

The lights of the inn behind the man were flickering with warm light, illuminating his figure extraordinarily tall and straight, but coupled with the sound of the pattering rain, no matter how you looked at it, there was a pitiful feeling.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Jiang Mu thought to himself, how the hell does this look like the scene where the wife goes out to steal something in the middle of the night while her husband is sleeping, and when she comes back, she is caught by the panic-stricken husband?

Jiang Mu thought it wouldn't be a problem to stand here like this, so he pretended to clear his throat, and said, "That—"

"Master," Wen Xie interrupted him in a hoarse voice, "You're wet."

Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands and walked into the inn: "It's okay, I'll just dry it myself in a while."

After returning to their room, Jiang Mu looked at the only bed in the room and fell silent.

How the hell are you sleeping?

Should he lie down first or wait for the bastard to lie down?Or did he ask calmly after lying down, "Aren't you going to sleep"?

No no no no, this sentence is said like a young couple.

Fuck it.

I don't know if he noticed his entanglement and embarrassment, but the little beast walking behind him finally became a second person: "Master, you go to sleep first."

Jiang Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief again, but on the surface he still pretended to be a good master who loves his apprentice: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Wen Xie saw his expression in his eyes, and a little smile overflowed from his dark eyes: "I practice."

Jiang Mu nodded clearly, which is quite understandable.

Sleeping is of no benefit to the cultivators in the foundation-building stage. Jiang Mu insisted on resting at night because he always felt tired, but for Wen Xie, he should work hard on his cultivation.

This guy was considered hardworking at the beginning, and just like what he heard in the inn on the other side of the Valley of Hope, he is also considered to be the best in the world of cultivating immortals. It must be uncomfortable in my heart.

Jiang Mu thought wildly, wondering if he was tired from pretending to be a jerk just now, but fell asleep quickly this time.

He didn't see that the little apprentice who just said that he wanted to practice didn't look like he wanted to practice at all. He just moved a chair and sat by the bed, just looking at him motionless.

"Did you see that man's face?"

In Rong Chen's room, several people sat together, Jiang Mu took a sip of tea and asked.

Lin Yijin had tears in his eyes, as if he was afraid, his body was trembling slightly, Rong Chen, who was sitting next to him, was full of distress, and patted her shoulder lightly.

She bit her lower lip and shook her head: "No."

"I washed up and fell asleep after returning to my room yesterday, and when I woke up again, I found that I had been held by that person."

There was a hint of horror in her eyes: "His cultivation base is terrible... After I returned to the room, I found wet footprints on the ground. The footprints obviously came from the door, but I didn't see any of them." Noticed!"

"And," she said, the mist in her eyes became thicker: "I was held by him in his hand, he didn't tie me up, he just covered my mouth, but I had difficulty breathing, I just felt scared, moved It is extremely difficult to move your fingers, it feels a bit like..."

"Coercion."

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows: "Coercion?"

He tried to release a little bit of his breath: "This feeling?"

Lin Yijin's face turned pale, and his eyes were more awed.

Even the elders in her family never had this kind of coercion, so I don't know the origin of Rong Chen, Uncle Jiang.

But she has always been smart, so she secretly hid the shock in her heart, nodded and shook her head: "It's not that strong."

Jiang Mu nodded thoughtfully.

He is at the Mahayana stage, and the coercion of this comprehension world can be compared to him, and the number of people born in this world can be counted on one hand. According to Lin Yijin's reaction, that person's cultivation is very likely to be at the fusion stage or a little bit more. God period.

"Then did he reveal anything to you?"

Lin Yijin thought about it carefully, and said with some hesitation: "He seems to say that he wants to catch me and feed it to 'it'."

Rong Chen hurriedly asked: "Who is 'it'?"

Lin Yijin shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't go into details, he just said that 'it' likes me very much... He also praised my beautiful eyes, saying that 'it' would definitely like it."

Rong Chen clenched his fists violently, cursing in a low voice: "What!"

Jiang Mu glanced at him without any trace, and sighed in his heart for these young people in love.

"Is that man a demon cultivator?"

Lin Yijin frowned, and nodded after thinking for a while: "It should be."

"I was scared and uncomfortable at the time, and I seemed to feel a hint of magic in a vague way."

"Okay, I'm done asking." Jiang Mu stood up, "Little sister Lin rests at ease, we will leave for Tianyan City after you recover."

Lin Yijin responded in a low voice, and watched him go out.

Jiang Mu returned to the room, leaned on the window sill, took out his wine jug, shook it, and took a sip.

He had some ideas in his mind.

He just scared that person yesterday, but that person really gave up on Lin Yijin and ran away. You must know that he just let go of his coercion, and this thing can still be pretended, if it wasn't because that person was too cautious In the end, it means that even through this disguise, that person recognized him.

If it's true, that person would suspect him just by listening to his voice, either that person was hurt by him a hundred years ago, or...

The man knew him well.

The little girl Lin Yijin was very sensible, she was afraid of delaying their trip after a day of delay, insisting that she was fine and urged them to go on the road.

Jiang Mu and the others came quite early, but they lost a lot of time on the road. When they arrived in Tianyan City, the city was already decorated with lights and festive atmosphere.

Jiang Mu looked at it strangely, but Rong Chen was embarrassed, scratched his hair and explained: "They all know that this year is my mother's birthday, so they are celebrating her on their own."

Lin Yijin added with a smile, "Rong Chen's mother has a great reputation in Tianyan City."

Rong Chen was even more embarrassed, his ears turned red, but he still puffed out his chest proudly: "My mother is very good, everyone who has met her will like her, only..."

He closed his mouth abruptly, and lowered his head in surprise.

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Rong Chen was unhappy and didn't speak. Lin Yijin, who was beside him, patted his head slightly on tiptoe to comfort him, and explained softly: "Everyone said...Uncle Rong doesn't like her very much."

"Don't you like it?!" Rong Chen suddenly raised his head with an expression of resentment: "He just hates my mother!!"

"Back then, he borrowed my grandfather's influence to sit on the position of the city lord of Tianyan City. He didn't have the strength and dared not admit it, so he lied to himself that my mother seduce... seduced him!!"

"He hates my mother, so he trapped my mother in the city lord's mansion every day, and even wanted to lock me up!!"

Rong Chen said viciously: "He doesn't like my mother, what he likes is obviously—"

He snapped his mouth shut.

"Achen." Lin Yijin looked at him worriedly.

Rong Chen turned his head away, looked at Jiang Mu after calming down, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that he didn't pay attention to himself at all.

He, Uncle Jiang, was indeed as rumored, with a red coat and a sword, he was a gentleman.

Lin Yijin and the other aristocratic children went home. Rong Chen brought Jiang Mu and the others to the City Lord's Mansion. Before they could speak, the guards at the gate stared at him for a while, then quickly ran inside: " Ma'am!! The young master is back!!! Ma'am!!!"

This posture, even if it is said that it is a funeral, some people believe it.

Rong Chen glanced at Jiang Mu and Wen Xie in embarrassment, cleared his throat, "That... my mother is more worried about me."

Jiang Mu: "..."

Understand clearly, if his senior sister had the conditions, it would probably only be exaggerated than this.

The other guard looked normal, glanced at Jiang Mu and the two, and asked, "Master, who are these two?"

Rong Chen slapped his head: "By the way, you go and tell my father, just say—"

Jiang Mu answered with a smile: "Let's just say that people from the Rin Sword Sect are here."

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