Chapter 185

The flower street in the daytime is the most quiet.

The morning on weekdays is the quietest time in flower street. The girls who have been tired all night are exhausted. They hurry to sleep at dawn.

But today is different. They can't sleep at all.

The sound of fighting outside is too loud, the sound of knife and sword collision, and the roaring and yelling from time to time are telling them that something big has happened in flower street. Get up and watch the excitement.

Xiaocui's martial arts are excellent. She fought with Mu Yi'an for hundreds of rounds.

Bang——

They slapped each other and both stepped back two or three steps.

Yi Xiaoqiao's heart lifted up and looked at Mu Yian nervously.

Xiaocui cleaned her skirt and sneered: "I've heard that general Mu's Kung Fu is very good. Today, I see that Guo's real name is true, which is admirable."

Mu Yi'an slowly clenched his fist and said equivocally, "you too."

"Mu Yian, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, this kind of miscellaneous can't hurt me." When the voice fell, Mu Yi'an suddenly floated and quickly approached Xiaocui. The long sword flashed like a rainbow and stabbed Xiaocui's body.

Xiaocui didn't expect Mu Yi'an's speed to be so fast. She was cold in her heart and stepped back, but she didn't want to step back and hit Mu Yi'an. A sharp sword penetrated his chest and put her through.

Yi Xiaoqiao's fist was clenched tightly. Mu Yian's speed was too fast. Just now she seemed to see the residual shadow. The shadow like a special effect made Yi Xiaoqiao a little unable to respond.

The long sword pulled away, and the blood gushed out. Xiaocui trembled and fell to the ground slowly, dying in peace.

She probably didn't understand until she died. How could Mu Yian's speed suddenly change so fast.

Mu Yi'an stopped for a moment, joined the war again and killed the remaining few people. Then he stopped. He was standing tall, the wind blew, and his black hair danced with the wind, as if he would go with the wind in the next second.

He stood in the middle of the body, like a black jade, bloody and warm.

Yi Xiaoqiao didn't see blood for the first time, but she still felt a little uncomfortable at this time. Especially when she saw Mu Yian's blood stained clothes, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She nervously pinched her corner of her clothes: "Mu Yian?"

Mu Yi'an woke up from a dream and shook his long sword. The blood on the sword spilled all over the ground. He took out a piece of white silk and wiped it into the scabbard at will.

Looking back, he was still as light as a cloud.

Yi Xiaoqiao's heart finally fell to the ground. She quickly walked to Mu Yian: "they are all dead..."

Mu Yi'an lowered his eyes and saw a faint loss and resentment on her face. His eyebrows frowned. He was still angry. However, she seemed to have forgotten what would happen. He had to act as if nothing had happened and whispered, "there is no clue."

Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't understand.

Mu Yi'an squatted down and checked Xiaocui's body. Suddenly, he ripped off his collar, revealing his white neck and a large piece of white skin.

Yi Xiaoqiao fixed his eyes and opened his mouth: "he... He has an Adam's apple!"

And no chest.

It's a man!

His eyes moved to his face. Yi Xiaoqiao closed his eyes in shame. She finally deeply realized what it means to "make up for men is more beautiful than girls". Isn't this fighting for jobs with women? The key is that he is still in the brothel

Wait, isn't that the brothel, the south wind hall?

Yi Xiaoqiao turned to look at the other people and found that although these people were painted and dressed in women's clothes, they could vaguely recognize their male characteristics when looking closely. She was depressed again.

The light of the eyes flowed, and the eyes with water meaning finally slowly lifted up and fell on Mu Yi'an.

He was the same as he was. His thin and angular chin showed a little fortitude, and his thin lips were slightly cold and thin.

This is her husband

Mu Yi'an bowed his head and was facing Yi Xiao Qiao's sparkling eyes. There were too many tangles and deep feelings between the eyes, which he couldn't understand. He frowned: "what do you think of me like this?"

Yi Xiaoqiao bit his lip and was full of tangles: "although I really want to laugh now, I feel very sad."

"..." his wife is crazy.

Mu Yi'an stroked his tongue and asked, "why?"

Yi Xiaoqiao tightly pursed his red lips, lifted the corners of his eyes and looked at him carefully. Then he said, "because Xiaocui is a man..."

Is Xiaocui a man? It's a man. What's the matter? It's a pervert!

Like those young shepherds in the blood lotus sect before, they are incomplete men anyway

Mu Yi'an's thought was like a tight kite line. Kaba broke with a sound. He clenched his fist tightly and looked down at his wife. Finally, he could understand the tangled and depressed expression but funny expression on Yi Xiaoqiao's face.

He gnashed his teeth: "Yi Xiaoqiao, are you impatient?"

"You said Xiaocui was good. It's none of my business."

Yi Xiaoqiao jumped three feet away, his eyes touched Mu Yi'an's iron green face, covered his lips and couldn't help laughing: "husband, I'll go back to the house first."

The word "husband" she emphasized, with a faint smile, fell in her ear inexplicably and felt a little uncomfortable.

Muian stared at her.

Yi Xiaoqiao waved to Tian Xiang to go.

Mu Yi'an watched her go away, and the corners of his lips smoked. After all, he couldn't say anything more.

He was stunned by his angry head. This woman, this woman named Yi Xiaoqiao, he married a lady who dared to tease his husband and was so happy. If he really broke his sleeve, what could she be happy about? I don't know how long her brain is.

If Mu Yi'an really breaks his sleeve, Yi Xiaoqiao is certainly not very happy. After all, this is his husband. I'm afraid no one will be happy. But Yi Xiaoqiao knows he's not. Just because she knows he's not, she makes fun of him with this matter. She comes purely to revenge him for his evil heart.

Mu Yi'an was a little black in front of him. He held the hilt of his sword in one hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead.

"General, are you okay?" Yu Heng sensitively noticed his abnormality and hurriedly came over and asked in a low voice.

Mu Yi'an spread out his palm. There was a layer of black air in the palm. It was obvious that there was poison in the palm wind just between "Xiaocui" and him.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Mu Yi'an stretched out his hand to stop him: "no, you take them back and have a good check to see if they are the same as those of the blood lotus sect. In addition, send more people to protect Yi Xiaoqiao. She is used to making trouble. Now the enemy is dark and we are bright. Be careful."

"Yes." Yu Heng replied, still unable to hide his worry: "the general..."

"I'll just go myself. This poison can't help me."

Yu nodded: "yes."

Mu Yi'an clenched his fist, as if to hold the poison in his hand, turned and left quickly.