"Hiss."
Zhang Yuan felt a pain in his jaw, lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a small fleshy hand holding his beard.
"Pfft" Yan Xiangnuan was also amused by this scene.
In fact, Zhang Yuan has always been self-centered and very naughty.
No one can do anything to him.
It is estimated that the only one who dares to pull his beard like this is the little bamboo shoot.
Zhang Yuan's beard was grabbed by Little Bamboo Shoot's fleshy hands.
Although it hurt, he gently raised his hand to coax Little Bamboo Shoot to let go: "Little Bamboo Shoot, do you like Master's beard?
But be good, be gentle, Master's beard is being grabbed by you."
It hurts."
Zhang Yuan comforted the little bamboo shoot with sincerity.
The little bamboo shoot couldn't understand what Zhang Yuan was muttering, so he still held onto Zhang Yuan's beard with his small hands.
Zhang Yuan didn't say anything after it started to feel painful.
He looked at the little bamboo shoot quietly and let the little bamboo shoot grab it.
As he stood, his master's pampering was clearly displayed.
It wasn't until Xuan Mo came in with a bottle of soaked milk powder that Zhang Yuan quickly took the milk powder and planned to feed the little bamboo shoots, but received a chuckle from his cold apprentice Xuan Mo.
Xiao Bamboo Shoot is a child after all.
Out of a child's instinct to drink milk, after seeing the bottle and knowing that it was his delicacy, he released his little hand holding Zhang Yuan's beard, and then started to drink milk while holding the milk bottle.
The white and tender appearance is so cute.
Zhang Yuan was not annoyed, he just looked at the little bamboo shoot and smiled, still loving him tightly.
As expected, the person he likes will always like him no matter what he does.
Otherwise, if someone else were to pull his beard today, that hand would probably be gone.
Can't keep it.
Of course Yan Xiangnuan also knew that his master Zhang Yuan liked little bamboo shoots very much.
After finally seeing his little disciple, he definitely wanted to hug him enough, so he had no idea of snatching the child away.
He just talked to the master when the little bamboo shoots was leisurely drinking milk.
What happened in the imperial capital recently.
Those who died innocently and tragically are not simple.
The master needs to know and be mentally prepared.
This Missili may be different from the past, and even more bloody and cruel.
"Master, there have been many murders in the imperial capital recently.
I guess it may be related to Missili."
Yan Xiangnuan's expression returned to seriousness, and then he said while looking away at his senior brother Xuan Mo.
Sure enough, when Xuan Mo heard Yan Xiangnuan say the name Missili, his face suddenly condensed into ice cubes.
Yan Xiangnuan has been used to his senior brother's indifference since he met him, but this will definitely be the most indifferent experience he has ever had.
Moments of indifference.
"Homicide" Zhang Yuan frowned and looked at Yan Xiangnuan, signaling Yan Xiangnuan to continue.
"Yes."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded, glanced at his senior brother, and then told his master and senior brother roughly what Xuan Mo told her yesterday.
Xuan Mo was silent throughout the whole process, but his handsome and handsome face made it difficult to see his true thoughts.
"They all died after their blood was sucked dry, and they all died in the middle of the night."
Zhang Yuan murmured silently, his expression becoming serious.
They are both people in metaphysics.
Even if Yan Xiangnuan just told the story, he only guessed that it might be related to Missili, but Zhang Yuan and Xuan Mo also understood.
After a long time, Zhang Yuan sighed and talked about Missili.
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"In those days, Mixili focused on the art of falling head.
Now I am afraid that the level is even higher.
From what you just described, girl, I can guess that it should be the flying head art of the human demon country.
You also know that this skill can be used to master the art of flying head art.
It also requires a certain state of mind, I'm afraid this person just didn't run away from Mi Xili."
Zhang Yuan said, looking at Xuan Mo.
Mixili's apprentices are said to be very capable, but if they want to practice Feitoujian, they may not be able to reach that level yet.
Then only Mixili has this possibility, and only Mixili can treat him like this.
If something goes wrong, four or five people will be buried in this place and will never be reborn.
"I think so too."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded.
Except for Missili, I can't think of anyone else who would do such a bloody and cruel thing.
Yan Xiangnuan is basically sure, but he can't find any trace of Missili.
The location of each person who died is different.
It can be seen that Missili He should be changing places every day, just to avoid being detected by the troops.
If he is discovered before he has perfected his flying head, the consequences of his death will be disastrous.
Missili certainly wouldn't put herself in danger.
"Be careful when you go out recently."
Zhang Yuan told Yan Xiangnuan and Xuan Mo.
It is a fact that Yan Xiangnuan killed one of Mixili's disciples.
Mixili may not take it seriously, but he will definitely use it as an excuse to find trouble.
The grudges between Mixili and Xuanmo should never die in this life.
There is no end, and the sworn hatred cannot be easily settled.
This Liangzi and Qiu are also fighting to the death.
"Well, don't worry, master."
Yan Xiangnuan said, and then looked at his senior brother Xuan Mo.
Xuan Mo pursed his lips, his expression still cold.
"It's time to end."
He has suffered enough for these years.
If he hadn't known that the time was not ripe, he would only have lost one life by seeking revenge on Missili.
Xuanmo would not have held back all these years. , and Missili misses him for more than a day or two.
He has been able to wait until now because he has strong self-control.
Now it seems that the time has come.
Some things end when they should end.
After waiting for so many years, Missili finally lost his temper and came to China.
This time, he will never let Missili leave China alive.
He must never come back.
"Your uncle and the disciples of Xuanmen should come to the imperial capital at night."
The problem between Xuanmen and Mixili is indeed imminent.
As for Mixili, regardless of whether he has practiced Feitoujian or not, Xuanmen must get rid of him at all costs: "Girl, you have to be careful these days."
Xuan Mo has a special physique, and Yan Xiangnuan is different.
These two disciples are very strange, and they are definitely a feast for those who practice evil arts.
"I understand."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded.
She also knew in her heart that things this time were not simple.
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Yan Xiangnuan was not the kind of person who was confused when encountering big events.
But as Missili's topic ended, when Yan Xiangnuan was about to take the bamboo shoots home after lunch, the master Zhang Yuan spoke again.
"Mixili appeared in the imperial capital.
For the safety of the little bamboo shoots, he left the little bamboo shoots here and took care of them for the master."
Zhang Yuan said, completely reluctant to let go.
Even during lunch, Master Zhang Yuan hugged the little bamboo shoots.
With.
This is under the guise of being reluctant to leave his disciple, Yan Xiangnuan is helpless and funny.
"Master."
Yan Xiangnuan called for someone, and then explained: "I plan to send the little bamboo shoots to Mr.
Jin."
In this land of red walls and bricks, the blessings are profound and the energy of the dragon veins gathers, giving Missili some courage.
Don't dare to make a mistake, it's the safest way to go with the bamboo shoots.
Mr.
Jin probably also hoped that the little bamboo shoots could stay with him.
In addition, the Chinese New Year was coming soon.
After Yan Xiangnuan thought about it, he was reluctant to separate and hoped that the safety of the little bamboo shoots would come first. aa2705221: