Chapter 899

Mu Hanyan's eyes are moist, and he can't help thinking of his parents in Blackstone city. Although the situation is different, seeing aunt Xiu's love for her son seems to feel her parents' love for her.

"Aunt Xiu, I'm afraid one pulse washing pill alone is not enough. I have some pills here. Take them to him." Mu Hanyan takes out the pill and chooses some suitable pills for Aunt Xiu.

Since the opening of the storage space of the mysterious astrolabe, it's much more convenient to take things with cold smoke.

"Young master, how can I do that? The young master and his wife have taken good care of me over the years. How can I ask for your pills again?" Aunt Xiu was flattered and refused.

"Yun'er is my sister. His elder brother is my brother. Aunt Xiu, don't refuse." Mu Hanyan couldn't help but put the pill into aunt Xiu's hand.

"Young master, your kindness is not clear in my life. I will repay you in the next life." Aunt Xiu knows mu Hanyan's indisputable nature, and refuses several times. She can only accept the pills, and says to Mu Hanyan with tears.

"Aunt Xiu, you're too outsider to say that." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

But with a smile, mu Hanyan's heart slowly sank down - a kind of pressure, is quietly shrouded.

If someone else, even if his strength is several levels stronger than mu Hanyan, he may not be able to detect the existence of this pressure. However, mu Hanyan's six senses are much better than the swordsmen of the same level. After the cultivation of Shenwu and shenjue, his mental power is greatly increased. The six senses are several times stronger than the ordinary swordsmen, and almost instinctively feel the dangerous atmosphere in the pressure.

Although it seems very weak on the surface, it seems like nothing, but it comes from all directions, like an airtight net, and traps her firmly in the center.

Mu Hanyan almost subconsciously is about to leave, but under the cover of the prestige, there is a sense of nowhere to escape.

Swordsman! Although I haven't seen you yet, mu Hanyan can be sure that only the master in the realm of sword saint can release such authority.

Mu Hanyan knows that she has no chance to escape when she is targeted by such an expert.

Take a deep breath, bathe cold smoke to force oneself to calm down.

"Aunt Xiu, take the pills to him first." Mu Hanyan doesn't want to implicate Xiuyi, calmly says to her.

"It's getting late. He should come back, or I'll give it to him tomorrow." Aunt Xiu didn't realize the danger at all. She thought about it and said.

"Well, you go back first. I have something to do. I'll go back later." Mu Hanyan nodded and said.

Seeing aunt Xiu leave, mu Hanyan's mood is completely calm. Without aunt Xiu, at least she won't be tied up.

"Come out, master of the sword Saint realm. Don't you think it's shameful to be furtive?" Mu Hanyan said calmly.

Since we can't escape, we have to fight hard. I have the idea of fighting hard in my heart. Even if I know that the other side is the master of the sword saint, mu Hanyan is not afraid at all.

"I'm worthy of being the one I'm looking for at the end of the night. There's something strange about it." Words sound down, a strong young man appeared in front of us.

The young man, dressed in black and with a strong figure, raised his hands and feet, exuded a sense of awe inspiring hegemony. However, looking at mu Hanyan's eyes, it was obviously a little surprised.

With his strength in the realm of swordsman, if he deliberately conceals his breath, it is hard for the swordsman of the same level to notice. Mu Hanyan is only a swordsman. He can feel his existence beyond his expectation.

"I'm flattered. If you just want to praise me, thank you. You can go, or you can't go. I'll go." Mu Hanyan laughs indifferently, the words still have some banter.

As soon as he came up, he mentioned the night end. Mu Hanyan knew that the comer was not simple. Although he had a smile on his face, he kept working hard in the dark and was ready to make a move at any time.

In the face of such a master, she will never have too many chances to make a move.

"Your wishful thinking is good, but it's a pity that it will disappoint you. Originally, I just wanted to see what's so strange about people who can make people value so much at night. However, seeing me, I changed my mind and wanted to ask you to come back with me for a few days." The young man looked at the cold smoke and said leisurely.

"Oh, what if I don't agree?" Bathed in the cold smoke, my heart sank slightly.

Although the other side said very politely, mu Hanyan had a kind of intuition that he really wanted to go with him, and there would be no good end.

"Do you think you have a choice?" The young man said haughtily.

"Perhaps?" Mu Hanyan smiles and suddenly moves. He claps his hand at the young man.

"The light of rice grains, dare to compete with the sunlight!" Seeing mu Hanyan's first-class cultivation as a swordsman, he dared to take the initiative to attack the master of swordsmanship. The young man said contemptuously that he just flicked out his hand.

In a flash, the wind and clouds surged, and a huge empty shadow poured out to Mu Hanyan like a raging wave. In front of the huge power, mu Hanyan's delicate posture was as weak and helpless as a boat in the storm.This is the gap between the swordsman and the swordsman, the gap between the natural chasm!

"I don't know what to do." Looking at the tender figure of Mu Hanyan, a scornful smile appeared on the young man's face.

However, just after he said this, the smile on his face was slightly stagnant.

I saw the shadow of Mu Hanyan flash, then disappeared from my eyes.

His heart, too, throbbed fiercely. He felt an instinctive threat, as if death was in front of him.

It's the first time he's felt this way since he was promoted to swordsman at the age of 17.

It's funny to say that he would feel the threat of death when he fought against the first level swordsman with the strength of the swordsman. But that's the truth. Just for a moment, he felt his scalp numb and his vest exuded a layer of cold sweat.

His spirit, instantly condensed to the extreme, two palms in front of the body shot, a sea of power, also rushed out.

The muffled sound of Mu Hanyan's low voice came from his ears. Just when he thought mu Hanyan was going to be seriously injured, a delicate palm appeared out of thin air and slapped him in the face.

"Pa!" In the crisp sound, his face became red, red almost dripping blood, not by that slap, but pure shame.

He was slapped in the face by a first-class swordsman. At this time, he was so ashamed and angry that he even had a short blank in his brain.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. If you don't do it, you can't get a fan in your face." Mu Hanyan embarrassed to rub hands, a face of apology.

Accidentally, he slapped the sword master in the face. Even with his toes, mu Hanyan could imagine the shadow area in his heart.

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