Chapter 442

Name:Heavenly Curse Author:纳兰坤
"Yes, but I can't decide this matter. I must go back and tell the elders of the school. As for whether the woman named Zhuyun is the person of our Hehuan sect, I can't judge it at present. I hope Taoist priest will forgive me. In addition, I don't know the name taboo?" Yan Wushuang's words are reasonable and appropriate, and have been considered carefully.

Of course, in the final analysis, all this is because Muyi put pressure on her, especially before she knew the origin of Muyi, it's inconvenient to conflict with it. Moreover, if Muyi didn't lie, I'm afraid it's really related to the school. Just this, she must report it to the school as soon as possible.

She is just a disciple of three generations. Although she has some talents, she can't be a winner in the door.

"How long will it take?" Muyi was silent and then asked.

"I'm afraid it will take three or two days to go back and forth." Yan Wushuang said quickly. As for the real distance, it's not enough for outsiders. In three or two days, if it's riding alone, it's enough to catch two or three hundred miles. Even if you want to find it in such a large range, you can't find it.

"Well, I'm waiting for good news here. I hope the Hehuan sect won't let me down." Mu Yi took a deep look at Yan Wushuang. The other party's careful machine is clear to him, but he doesn't care much. As long as the goal is achieved.

After saying that, Muyi got up without nostalgia. Although Yan unparalleled was beautiful and charming, it could not shake Muyi's heart of Taoism. You will be gorgeous and crown the world. A hundred years later, you will be just a red pink skeleton. In this world, only Tao is eternal and only time is immortal.

Yan Wushuang was surprised that Muyi was so clean and tidy. He couldn't help wondering whether his charm had decreased. After all, Muyi just glanced at her lightly when she came in. There was nothing else. It shouldn't be described as his stubborn stone and rotten wood, but his Taoist heart was firm.

"By the way, my name is Mu Yi."

Hearing the sound, when I looked again, there was no one at the door.

"Muyi, Muyi." Yan Wushuang sat down and whispered. He always felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Wow."

"Muyi, the flag bearer of the rosefinch." suddenly, Yan Wushuang got up. Even because he was too fierce, he lifted the table and the teacup rolled to the ground. But at this time, Yan Wushuang obviously couldn't care so much. His calm on his face was no longer, even a little more panic.

"Rosefinch palm flag envoy."

With the recovery of the rosefinch hall and its wanton occupation of territory, these five words are also known by more people, especially those in the sect. They know what these five words mean. If they were only a little surprised at the beginning, they will completely stir the north and South after the new rosefinch took the flag to make his power reach the full level.

The Hehuan clan is located in the south. It also operates brothels and collects all kinds of information. It should not have made such a low-level mistake, but unfortunately, the portrait of Muyi is rare in the Jianghu. In addition, Muyi has been active in the Yellow River and the two rivers, which is too far away from Ningshan county. Therefore, Yan Wushuang failed to remember the meaning of the name Muyi for a time.

But fortunately, she finally remembered, but then there was a panic. Compared with the rosefinch hall, the Hehuan sect was too insignificant. Although there were some experts in the door, the existence of perfect level didn't even need the army of the rosefinch hall. It was sometimes the sadness of the small sect, Who makes himself inferior to others.

"How could this happen?"

After a while, Yan Wushuang sat down dejectedly, and there was no wisdom bead in his hand.

"Daughter, what's the matter? What's the matter?" Jiang Meiniang couldn't help it after all. She still rushed over, but as soon as she came in, she saw Yan Wushuang sitting there with a frown on her brow, and the ground was covered with tea cups. Her heart sank. Was it the Taoist's rudeness?

"Meiniang, trouble is coming." Yan matchless smiled bitterly, looked at Jiang Meiniang and said that although Jiang Meiniang called her daughter, she was not her own mother, and she usually called Meiniang directly.

"What disaster? But it has something to do with the little Taoist?" Jiang Meiniang stared and hated her. If she had known so, she shouldn't listen to the Taoist and just drive out directly.

"It's about him. Do you know who he is?" Yan Wushuang asked.

"That little Taoist is not very old. She should not be a big man, but which family's disciple?" Jiang Meiniang thought about it and asked, but she was a little puzzled. Not to mention her daughter. Even if the Hehuan sect didn't deal with many Taoist priests, how could the other party come to trouble for no reason?

"His name is Muyi. He is the flag envoy of rosefinch palm." Yan Wushuang said slowly.

"Ah!"

Jiang Meiniang exclaimed in surprise that she was born, and then she became weak and some could not stand. Although the name Mu Yi was not a vicious person, as the flag bearer of rosefinch, she actually came to the door in person. No wonder her daughter would say that there was a disaster. It was not only a disaster, but also a great disaster.

At this time, thinking of Mu Yi's smile, she no longer felt gentle, but felt cold all over.

"Well, Meiniang, you don't have to be so afraid. Although it's a disaster, it can't become a good thing. The key depends on how to do it. In addition, I need to hurry back to the door to discuss with Shifu immediately. Here you are responsible for taking charge of the town and just need to maintain stability." Yan Wushuang also slowed down. He got up and quickly commanded, as she said, Although this seems to be a disaster, it can not be turned into a good thing. At least, it can take advantage of this young flag bearer. At that time, it will only be good for Hehuan sect.

In these troubled times, we must always find a way to rely on.

"Don't worry, I won't have an accident here, but you should also be careful. If he follows you, it will be troublesome." after all, she has seen storms. Jiang Meiniang soon calmed down and told her carefully.

"You don't understand. If people like him really want to follow me, it's no use for me to be cautious, but it's better to leave in a big way." Jiang Meiniang said. She also had this worry at the beginning, but then denied it in her heart. If Mu Yi really wants to kill the door, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, let alone make up such a lie.

Even so, Yan Wushuang left from the dark road after finishing up. He didn't get on his horse until he got out of the city and quickly disappeared into the boundless night.

Besides, Muyi returned to the inn as if nothing had happened. It seemed that he only went out to meet someone and said something. Of course, he knew that he could hide his name in the times when he finally left, but it was difficult to last long. In that case, it would be better to admit it and believe that the other party would pay more attention to it.

But Muyi didn't expect that the other party not only paid attention to it, but also paid attention to it with some fear. After all, this time is different from the past. Muyi is no longer a small gangster in the Jianghu. He is not a little beggar who has today and can't see tomorrow. He is a rosefinch flag bearer on the side of the town. He is a rare strong man of perfection level in the world.

Not enough. Even if he knows this, Muyi won't care. He's bound to get it, and he can afford to wait only three or two days.

After one night's meditation, the mind power is pure again. Although it is only a small point, it is making firm progress. Practice has never been a thing overnight. It needs to endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people and long-term persistence day after day.

At this time, Yan Wushuang has arrived at zongmen. In fact, Hehuan Zong is only half a day away from Ningshan county. It is also the heart of preventing people to say more time.

"Unparalleled, tell the leader, martial uncles and martial uncles about it."

In the Hehuan sect, in a wide room, a beautiful woman said solemnly that her name was Yan Feifei. She was Yan Wushuang's master. Even Yan Wushuang followed her master's surname. Although she was middle-aged, Yan Feifei looked no less than 30, and her face was no less than her own disciple. She was more graceful.

"Yes, master." Yan Wushuang then narrated the whole thing again. The disapproval on some faces was gradually dignified with Yan Wushuang's narration. In the end, there was not even half a sound in the room, and the atmosphere was dull and depressed.

"The forbidden art of feeding ghosts with seven emotions and six desires is by no means spread from our family. Someone must be framing." finally, one of them couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Hum, only our sect has this access control skill. How to frame? And only the elders and leaders who know this access control skill and are qualified to see it." Yan Feifei immediately retorted.

"What does Yan Changlao mean? Do you think we did it?" someone nearby said ominously. Wherever there is someone, there will be a fight, especially the Hehuan sect.

"I didn't say it, but you can keep it and explain it to the flag bearer." Yan Feifei glanced at each other and sneered.

The other man became angry. If he had the ability to find Muyi, he would still need a family to mobilize the masses at the moment? But no one thought that sitting idle at home would bring disaster to the door.

"Bamboo rhyme, bamboo rhyme."

The leader of the Hehuan sect is also a woman. She looks older than Yan Feifei. She looks medium-sized, but she has a sense of dignity. Naturally, she can't be too bad to be the leader of the Hehuan sect.

"Do you remember to wish younger martial sister?" suddenly, the headmaster said.

"Wish younger martial sister?" there was a burst of exclamation around me? Bamboo?

"Headmaster, do you mean that younger martial sister Zhu did this?" Yan Feifei asked immediately.

"No, as unparalleled said, Zhuyun's age is not right. However, in addition to everyone here, only younger martial sister Zhu knows the forbidden art. I doubt that Zhuyun may be Zhu's Apprentice." the leader said slowly.

"Is it possible? Isn't younger martial sister Zhu already dead? And I haven't heard that she has an apprentice." others don't understand, but they also believe 90%. The bamboo rhyme is obviously related to the dead younger martial sister Zhu. The most important thing is that they hate because of love.