It’s a big harm, it’s best to get rid of it as soon as possible.”

"Brother, he is really dead..." Jiang Yuyan turned around, her blush spreading to her ears.

Zhou Dashan and Yao Sitong did not look back and kept driving the carriage. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Muchan said: "Well, showing mercy to such a person is the same as committing suicide... If nothing unexpected happens, your second brother will be in trouble."

"What's wrong with second brother?" Jiang Yuyan frowned and asked, looking ahead. Her longing was quickly suppressed by Jiang Yu's death, and a trace of sadness filled her heart.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Your eldest brother set up a poisonous plan. Now your second brother is probably poisoned and died...if not, I wouldn't have killed him."

"This..." Jiang Yuyan hesitated.

Li Muchan smiled: "You will know after the holiday."

Seeing his determination, Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but believe that the master had magical powers, maybe he could really know.

Her heart seemed to be pressing on a stone, and her chest was stuffed with a ball of cotton. She was suffocated and depressed, and she couldn't breathe. She just felt discouraged and inexplicably sad.

The whole world seems to have suddenly turned gray, with no color anymore, and everything has become unreal. What is real and what is fake?

The eldest brother has protected and doted on him since he was a child. Is it all hypocrisy? Is it all for the sake of being the head of the family?

In this world, power is so important. For it, can we give up our feelings and everything?

"Master, I want to become a monk!" She suddenly turned around and said.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "A monk?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuyan nodded slowly, with a firm expression.

Li Muchan nodded: "Well, let's talk about it in a while."

"I want to become a monk now!" Jiang Yuyan said.

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Being a monk is not just a whim. You need to be cautious and can only become a monk when you can really cut off the secular world. Otherwise, you will regret it in the future. Now that there is a ban on secular life, it is impossible to return to the secular world."

Jiang Yuyan remained silent and said no more.

Her heart felt cold, and she felt inexplicably safe and warm in Li Muchan's arms. She had not had father's love since she was a child, and she was extremely attached to this feeling. She was reluctant to leave, and she simply pretended to be confused and refused to leave.

Li Muchan also let her go and trotted with red shadow, following the carriage. For about two hours, everyone entered a town and found an inn to rest.

Zhou Dashan was busy taking care of the four white horses, while Yao Sitong went out to find out the news. Li Muchan returned to his room and sat in meditation, making a seal with his hands to form a ball of finger shadows.

It is really not easy to combine the eighteen mudras into one. There is no other way but to practice hard, and seize all the time to practice hard.

He didn't dare to practice the rest of the martial arts. Xuexiangsan was very domineering, and there might be no changes. Once he practiced martial arts, he might take advantage of the opportunity.

Nowadays, he can only practice the Observation of Heaven, Humans and Gods, and in his spare time, he deduces the movements of the third level of the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra and prepares for the next level of practice.

The actions on the first level are the simplest, the second level has become complicated, and the third level is even more complicated. If you want to deduce it, it will take more time and more energy.

He was only a little short of the heat for the second level of the Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and it wouldn't take long to master it. Unfortunately, he was hit by the Snow Fragrance Powder and didn't dare to continue practicing, otherwise, he would have mastered it in just a few days.

They rented a small courtyard. He was in the main room on the east side, and Jiang Yuyan and her daughter were in the west room opposite. The mother, daughter, and Zhu'er got together to talk.

A beautiful middle-aged woman named Feng Qianxi saw Jiang Yuyan's drooped face, took her little hand, and said with a smile: "Yan'er, we have finally escaped now, why are you unhappy?"

"Mom..." Jiang Yuyan forced a smile.

She didn't want to tell the story of her eldest brother Jiang Yu'o's murder, lest she feel disgusted with Li Muchan. Feng Qianxi was the most kind-hearted person and would not kill anyone at the sight of him.

Feng Qianxi patted her little hand and said with a smile: "Yan'er, if you have anything on your mind, just tell me. Don't keep it in your heart and make you sick."

"Nothing." Jiang Yuyan shook her head.

Feng Qianxi smiled and said, "When did you meet Master Mingkong?"

"It didn't take long, what happened?" Jiang Yuyan asked.

Feng Qianxi smiled and said: "I see that you are very familiar with each other, so I can't help but be on guard against each other."

Jiang Yuyan blushed and said hurriedly: "Mom, Master, he is a monk!"

"You can return to secular life after becoming a monk." Feng Qianxi pursed her lips and smiled.

Jiang Yuyan shook her head: "There is a ban on secular customs and you cannot return to secular customs."

"Oh... I almost forgot about this!" Feng Qianxi frowned and shook her head regretfully: "The saints today are wise, but this ban on customs is strange!"

Jiang Yuyan hurriedly said: "Mom, don't think wildly. Master and I have absolutely no personal relationship... I only show it to his brother."

"That's it..." Feng Qianxi nodded slowly.

Pearl pouted at the side, thinking to herself, since he is an elder brother, why should he be blushing? Beauty loves heroes, and with such powerful martial arts as the great monk, it is inevitable that the young lady will fall in love.

However, the only drawback is that the great monk is not handsome enough. It would be best if he were more handsome!

The three of them were talking when suddenly a sneer came from the courtyard.

"It's him!" Jiang Yuyanhuo stood up, her face changed drastically.

Feng Qianxi frowned: "You are really haunted, and you are chasing me so quickly. Yan'er, please ignore him!"

Jiang Yuyan's expression changed. She didn't expect her father to rush over so quickly. She was filled with hatred and awe for this man.

"Mom, let me go take a look and explain things clearly to him." Jiang Yuyan gritted her teeth, patted Feng Qianxi's hand, turned around and left the west room, opened the curtain, passed the living room, opened the curtain and stepped onto the steps.

The snow is still falling, and there is already a thick layer in the courtyard. At this time, three people are standing in the center of the courtyard. The middle-aged man in the middle is wearing a snow-white crane cloak. His face is like a crown jade, and he has a shiny black mustache on his lips. He is handsome and elegant.

, and reveals elegance and elegance.

His eyes opened and closed, cold lightning shot out, and the atmosphere was grim.

Behind him stood two old men, wearing white cloaks and mink hats. They looked ordinary, but their eyes were as clear and bright as babies.

Li Muchan wore a gray monk's robe and stood quietly on the steps, frowning secretly.

The Nanjiang family is indeed worthy of its reputation. These two are extremely masters and they are no match for them.

"Kill him first!" The middle-aged man pointed at Li Muchan.

The cold wind blew, but three figures turned into a shadow and became entangled together. As soon as the snowflakes touched the shadow, they disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Yuyan stared at the shadow nervously, biting her plump lips.

Although the master's martial arts is strong, these two old men are the most powerful in the Jiang family. No one has ever seen them take action, and no one can send them except the master of the family.
Chapter completed!