Looking at Changle holding Liuli Ruyi next to him, Li Muyun felt distressed. He bought such a broken "glass film". If he had known this, he would have made the glass earlier.

Changle was so happy that he noticed the depressed Li Muyun around him: "What are you thinking? Do you feel sorry for your money?"

"I'm trying to suggest to Your Majesty that you can increase the tax. It's too much to sell a piece of broken glass for 200 guan." Li Muyun said viciously, trying to find a stone on the ground or something and kick it out, but found that the street was swept really clean, not even a cigarette butt.

Thinking of the cigarette butt, Li Muyun couldn't help but smack her lips. Since she came to Datang, she hasn't smoked for many years. It's not that she doesn't want to smoke, but that she doesn't have this thing at all.

Changle was also a little guilty at this time. Although the things in his arms were good, they were only 200 guan. At that time, my head was hot and I bought them. Now I feel heartbroken when I think about it. So after thinking about it, I said, "Or, half of us will be fine. I will give you another 100 guan."

"Forget it, you don't have to do it." Li Muyun shook his head. He had made up his mind to look back and give the Hu man a little color to let him know how many eyes Mr. Ma had.

After sending Changle back to the palace, Li Muyun looked at the sky and found that there was more than an hour before the curfew, so he decisively turned to the west market.

Compared with the East Market, which only sells high-end products, the West Market can be called a mixture of dragons and snakes. Every stroke of the world is full of swords and swords. After nightfall, the wine shops are full of shouts of shaking and wine. From time to time, people will start to fight when they drink high.

When Li Muyun brought Mu Xin and Mu Yu into the West Market, it was just night. Lanterns were picked out from the wine shops everywhere, and there were crowds of people at the entrances of some brothels.

"Young Master, what are we doing here? It's very messy at night." Mu Xin had heard some legends about Xishi, and was a little nervous after entering Xishi.

Mu Yu walked beside Mu Xin, and smiled and said, "Sister Mu Xin, don't be afraid, I'm there."

I have to say that although Mu Yu has been studying with Li Muyun for several years, he has never had the opportunity to fully demonstrate his knowledge due to his identity. When he saw people all over the streets, he hoped that someone who was not very good at coming up to find trouble.

Li Muyun didn't comment on the words of the two little girls, but just walked in front with his hands behind his back. He would go wherever there were many Jianghu people, and lean on him who looked fierce, looking at him.

But his outfit was really eye-catching in the West City. In the eyes of those people in the martial arts world, the words "trouble" were almost engraved on their foreheads, so even if he wanted to find fault, most of the people in the martial arts world ignored it.

But as the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually get to see a ghost. After walking around the West Market for about a quarter of an hour, I finally met a group of people who were blind. After passing by Li Muyun, I shouted and shouted: "You guy, stop for grandpa!"

"Who is calling grandpa?" Li Muyun came to find trouble. He stopped immediately after hearing this, turned around and clamored with his neck.

The strong man who called Li Muyun did not hear what Li Muyun said, but just followed his words and said, "I'm calling grandpa."

When Li Muyun saw the strong man being deceived, he showed a proud smile: "Well, good grandson, what's the matter with calling grandpa?"

"Coaxing", the people around him who were watching the fun also woke up and burst into laughter.

At night in the West Market, there are few people in the world who are afraid of trouble. They don’t want to provoke Li Muyun, but those who watch the fun are not included. Therefore, one or two laughed so happily, making the strong man who called Li Muyun feel uncomfortable. He was so angry that he didn’t say anything, and he swung his fist and smashed him.

Seeing the other party coming back with great force, Li Muyun shouted at the same time: "Xiaoyu, look at you."

"Don't hurt my young master!" Mu Yu had been waiting for battle while rubbing his fists and palms. Hearing Li Muyun called her, he shouted and rushed forward.

"Ouch!"

"Be careful, girl!"

The little girl Mu Yu was so cute and cute. When the onlookers saw her, a little girl who was only fourteen or five years old, rushed up and screamed in fear.

But soon, everyone around opened their mouths in surprise.

After rushing to the strong man, Mu Yu did not fight him head-on. He lowered his head and shoulders, turned around and reached the side of the strong man. Then he raised his fist and smashed it hard under the ribs.

With a "bang" sound, the strong man groaned and stopped his forward movement, but before he could turn around, Mu Yu was already pressing behind him, and pushed his knees at the bend of his right leg.

The strong man didn't expect that a little girl would move so quickly. Unprepared, her knees softened, pushed Jinshan down the pillar, and she was half shortened with a "thump". When he realized that he wanted to get up, a blue shadow flashed in front of him, a cold neck cooled, and Mu Yu's cold voice came into his ears: "Don't move, kill you again!"

"Wow..." Seeing Mu Yu, a little girl, restraining the strong man with just one meeting, everyone onlookers were instantly in an uproar.

There were many people onlookers, and there were also many who were sure to control the strong man, but not many could control him with one move, let alone so neatly and without any delay. Therefore, everyone was shocked by the little girl Mu Yu and whispered to each other.

The strong man was not controlled by Mu Yu in one move. If everyone around him could say a few soft words, it would be fine. Anyway, people in the martial arts world can be used to being able to bend and stretch, but the problem now is that people around him are full of people. If they admit defeat at this time, then his reputation in the martial arts world will be completely ruined. Even for the sake of face, they cannot be really cowardly at this time.

Thinking of this, the strong man's eyes flashed with a fierce light and he was about to get up and fight to the death. At worst, he would be cut by the little girl on the neck. If he is lucky, the girl may have never seen blood. He should be gentler.

Li Muyun stood aside and watched coldly. At this time, he saw something wrong. He was about to call back Mu Yu's girl, but at this moment, a broken voice came from the crowd: "Brother, don't panic, I'm here." Then, he saw a man like a strong man in the field squeeze in. His face was covered with flesh and a long scar extending from the bridge of his nose to the corner of his mouth. His fierce look didn't look like a good person.

When the audience around him saw the man, someone immediately exclaimed: "It turned out to be the Xiong brothers, it's broken!"

The new man heard the exclamation in the crowd and looked at the crowd with a grim smile: "Which brother from Dao'er? How about meeting him?"

The crowd was quiet and no one came out. I could vaguely see many people starting to disperse, obviously because I was afraid of the man who had just appeared.

The man swept over everyone, his eyes showing disdain, and finally stopped at Li Muyun: "Let me let my brother go, otherwise you will be in a dilemma!"

Li Muyun smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, but you have to do something for me."

The strong man hesitated for a moment and said threateningly: "You'd better not be more greedy."

Li Muyun did not take his words to heart, waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyu, let go!"

"No!" Mu Yu nodded slightly, and withdrew behind Li Muyun without any delay.

The scarfaced man who had just appeared looked at Mu Yu's pupils slightly shrank. With his eyesight, he didn't see how the little girl put away the knife. This made him feel a little worried, and his eyes looked at Li Muyun and he couldn't help but be cautious.

The strong man on the ground who was released by Mu Yu had the freedom to jump up suddenly. The tiger roared and wanted to fight Li Muyun desperately, but he rushed out just one step and was pulled by the scar-faced strong man: "Brother, don't be impulsive, listen to what he has to say first."

The strong man who was pulled back turned around and glared at his younger brother: "If you have any words to capture him, then say, otherwise how can we brothers stay in the world in the future?"

The scar-faced strong man shook his head and did not let go of him. He just looked at Li Muyun: "I haven't asked this brother about his name Gao!"

Li Muyun is not unfamiliar with such dialogues in the world. He is not polite at the moment and bows, saying, "Not talent, Li Muyun!"

Whether in the past, present, or future, the world is the world. Although some eras have different slander and incisions, the people of the world have never changed their personalities.

Li Muyun was a killer in his previous life, so he naturally knew that he would not be polite with these people in the martial arts world, and being polite was useless.

However, he still underestimated his reputation in the world. As soon as he signed up, the Xiong brothers opposite him changed their faces. The younger brother frowned and asked tentatively: "Li Muyun from Shuozhou?"

Li Muyun was slightly stunned, but his face did not show it, and he nodded with a reserve: "It's just below!"

The scar-faced strong man twitched his lips, glared at his brother beside him, and sighed in his heart that his brother was really unlucky enough that he could encounter this monster even if he went out to eat wine.

The strong man just now was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would call such a killing star by shouting casually. Li Muyun, Shuozhou, killed six top Tubo guards with bare hands in the restaurant for more than ten breaths. The power of King Guangxiaoyao is not something that the two of them can afford.

Although they said ruthlessly before, it was just a cliché. It may be of some use to some rich children, but it would be something else to the Shangguan family.

Although it is said that barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, no one wants to die if he can live. If he fights hard at any time, even if he has nine lives, the two of them will fight to the death.
Chapter completed!