But Mu Su is not the only move.

I saw him stretch out his right hand and hold it in front of him. A black eye stared at Xie Qingbai sharply.

"Shapu funeral!"

Pushing his arm in front of his palm spread, sand and saliva splashed, Xie Qingbai was caught off guard and was fascinated.

With the attributes of sand, his ninjutsu is harder to be guarded against than usual!

Mu Su took this opportunity to get up and lift the table. With a rumbling rumbling, he came to the window gracefully and jumped!

Xie Qingbai rubbed his eyes in pain, and his tears were soaring that he barely opened a crack, and his eyes were blurred.

He blinked hard and squeezed out the tears. Xie Qingbai rushed to the window regardless of the wine and oil.

Looking down at the street, a figure lies in a too-shaped shape on the blue bricks, showing off without moving. The passing people below were so scared that they dispersed.

Don't get me wrong, that point is a folding fan.

"…?" No matter how hard Mu Su didn't know what kind of building he was unable to jump, Xie Qingbai hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the stairs.

Mu Su’s life and death are uncertain now, but for him, Mu Su is more important than dead!

Just as the official and his party left the window, Mu Su, who had a large font, suddenly trembled all over and struggled to get up.

The people who were approaching the onlookers were immediately frightened and dispersed a large area. They stared at the third floor of the restaurant nearly ten meters high, and then looked at Mu Su, who was not even broken.

"Why is it so high? I thought it was the first floor." Mu Su cursed and covered her nose and got up, throwing away the doll that turned into a tattered stand-in.

The transparent bridge, who witnessed the whole process, wanted to cover her eyes, but she couldn't do it. After thinking about it, she still sent a message: "Did you just use the substitute doll so hasty?"

"Isn't the stand-in doll just to help me with fatal injuries? What's wrong!"

Mu Su defended loudly and ran along the crowd who had made a hurry to get out of the way.

He also added: "The cost-effectiveness of mental hospitals is higher than the current version of the nightmare. It is not the right time to use the doll at this time!"

Usually he feels that he is very rational.

The Transparent Bridge cannot be refuted, and it is Mu Su's iconic rule of deception.

But she was not helpless: "It's a madhouse, don't put in the places you took before."

The Transparent Bridge was thrown to the blind man with a charming look. Mu Su was taking out the magic conch without even looking at the chat window.

"Magic magic conch, please tell your good friend who is running away, what will I do next?"

【Find a way to escape.】

That's it!

The Transparent Bridge wanted to speak but stopped, Mu Su ran all the way and came to a remote area without realizing it.

A bamboo forest around it. A dark red tiles come into view among the green bamboo leaves.

This seems to be the back mountain of a temple and Taoist temple. It has been disrepair over time and even the words on the plaque are stuck with yellow mud, which is not real.

Mu Su looked back and saw that although he could not see the official officer, he knew that the pursuers were behind him, so he stopped hesitating and came to the door and pushed them open...

The painted door fell from dust, Mu Su held his breath and narrowed his eyes and walked across the threshold.

Scream

The door gradually closed.

At the moment of tea, a group of officials in the constable's servers appeared in the bamboo forest.

They saw the pale courtyard wall and red tiles, and also saw the clear handprints on the lacquer door.

"Boss, this seems to be the territory of Ziwan Palace..." The subordinate whispered to remind Xie Qingbai.

"So what to do in a low voice?" Xie Qingbai glanced at his subordinates. "Now Ziwan Palace is just a Taoist temple in the world, and there is nothing to be afraid of. I don't believe that he dares to hide and shelter the criminals and chase them!"

...

On the back mountain of Taoist temple, Mu Su walked along the trail to the front yard. The flowers and plants changed from lush to order, and gradually they could see some Taoist boys and Taoists.

Mu Su was not seen, so he pulled a little Taoist boy and asked him who the host was. Computer::/

The Taoist boy was carved with jade and turned his head and looked at him strangely, but he didn't answer. He had never seen outsiders running to the Taoist temple.

Mu Su urged: "I am your junior brother who has been separated for many years. Take me to see him."

The Taoist boy is not well-versed in the world, so he does not understand the lies and deceptions of the world, nor does he know how bad Mu Su is. : :

"I'll take you." The Taoist boy's voice was crisp, and he jumped forward to lead the way.

When someone led the way, Mu Su, an outsider, did not seem abrupt. He did not meet Taoist protectors or patrolling Tianzun. He was led to a mountain Baiyu Square with peace and security.

The square is surrounded by the main hall, with green tiles and white eaves, simple and elegant.

"Master! My uncle is back!"

The Taoist boy shouted to the front hall. This shout alarmed others. The door of the side hall opened and some Taoist priests poked their heads out.

But at this time, the four doors of the hall opened, and an old man with extraordinary temperament stepped out of it.

The old man was wearing an ink robe, holding a Taoist bun, putting a whisk on his arms, and looked at the little Taoist boy with a smile: "When did you learn to lie, where is my junior brother?"

The Taoist boy pouted, and even though he brought the person, he still said he was lying, and said with grievance: "It's obviously there."

He raised his hand and pointed at Mu Su, and saw Mu Su waving his arm and laughing, nodding and jogging: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother~ It's been a long time since I saw you."

Mu Su was not at all dislike, and was not afraid of being beaten at all. He was holding the host's shoulder.

"Who are you?" The old man looked up and down at Mu Su: "Who are you, this donor?"

"Hey? Master, don't you recognize him?" Taoist boy was stunned.

The Taoist priests who were watching the fun surrounded him with bad physical and physical appearance.

Mu Su ignored others and walked around the old Taoist and walked over the threshold into the hall: "I have some urgent matters to do, so I'm going to tell a long story. Before the ninth generation, I was reincarnated by the immortals and became a disciple by the elder of the Immortal Taizong. You don't know

It doesn’t matter to the Immortal Spirit Taizong. Taixu Palace, who is also a top Taoist sect, shouldn’t it? Yes, it was that sect. After practicing, I went to the Qingtian Mountains. I should have gone to the ancient battlefield to hunt for treasures, but it happened to be inside.

If you meet your Master Yuelan, you are this one."

A beautiful and cold woman's clay sculpture in Mu Suchao's hall blew her mouth.

"By chance, I got your purple air to pay tribute to the phoenix. Because of some reasons that are not convenient to tell you, I didn't give her the thing. This thing is important, and your ancestor followed me and tried to snatch it away.

Unexpectedly, a seal in the ancient battlefield was loose, releasing the most terrifying extraterritorial demon king. How terrible was it? At that time, the entire cultivation world could not defeat it, which had just been sealed."

"What happened then?" Taoist boy couldn't wait to ask.

He woke up the Taoist priests around him with one sentence. They looked shy and were fascinated by the hearing.

Mu Su walked to the end of the hall, then took the old Taoist and changed direction, and continued, "Then your ancestor Yuelan and I fled all the way, sharing the joys and sorrows on the road, and finally escaped from the ancient battlefield, and she faced the various sects on the spot.

The door said that I, Mu Su, is her husband!"
Chapter completed!