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Yuan Family of the eight families.

Red walls, green tiles, the interior seemed to have been recently repainted with a golden paint. It was dazzling in gold and jade, filled with an oppressing wealth.

If Constable Mu can think of a way to cure my son, then I will share the Fourteenth Treasure Formula with you! "

Mu Tu pondered for a moment, and said: "Since that's the case, then I presume that woman knows how to save her. I'll go look for her right now, but Old Master must not forget the Fourteenth Treasure Incantation that you promised me."

"Little Mu, don't worry. As long as you can save my son, I will definitely hand over these fourteen precious techniques to you." Master Yuan cupped his fists at Mu Tu, and then saw Mu Tu pulling Wu Zhuoma to leave.

A moment later, a man in silk clothing behind the screen suddenly coughed and covered his mouth. He was then supported out by two young maidservants. His face was pale and his eyes were deathly still without any vitality.

"Father, are you sure he can take care of me for the rest of my life? Looking at her age, she's seven or eight years younger than me, are you trying to make me happy? Cough cough * The man covered his mouth and coughed a few times. The maid hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and placed it under his mouth. She then spat out a mouthful of sputum.

"Shi Tai, my son, why did you come out? Sigh! "Say, what's wrong with you? Do you really have to acknowledge that woman as your master? Is your father's sword technique so close to your eyes?" Yuan Duan rushed over and supported Yuan Shitai's arm, placing him at the main seat to rest.

"Dad, your sabre technique is too crude. Look at that woman hurting people with a musical rhythm. Just one bamboo flute was enough to make the servants fall over and fall down. How handsome." Yuan Shitai laughed, with a trace of black and green hair that could not be concealed.

"My son, what's the use of being handsome? I hope that Constable Mu can find this woman and save your life as soon as possible! " Yuan Duan looked at his disappointing son and sighed.

"Father, is he really that powerful? I don't think so! " Yuan Shitai smiled mischievously at his father, hoping to ease his frown.

Your cousin Yuan Shikai was defeated by him, his martial arts is definitely a third rate expert, and this brat is already a police officer at such a young age, my son, do you think that no one above will be able to take care of him? Yuan Duan rubbed his son's head and continued to speak: "Right now, the branch is no longer World-Opening, in the future, I will definitely find someone to cause trouble for you, if he can loosen his mouth to protect you, I can be at ease."

"I see, so that's how it is. Judging from his appearance and appearance, he is quite handsome. I presume his cultivation technique isn't ugly either. Father, what do you think about me taking him as my disciple?" Yuan Shitai squinted at his father.

"Ah, if you can let go of your status and become his disciple, that would be a good way to protect you, kid, your suggestion is not bad, with the relationship between master and disciple, Seven Fiends Sect will definitely protect you." Yuan Duan stroked his beard and nodded.

"Aren't you afraid that he will rob my family's property?" Yuan Shitai was very curious about his father's attitude towards Mu Tu with such unparalleled trust in him.

"Perhaps to others, the Yuan Family's family business is something that they care a lot about, but to the Seven Fiends Sect, it's just a drop in the ocean. To establish a sect for a thousand years, the wealth contained within is not something that you can imagine. And the people of Seven Fiends Sect valued promises extremely greatly. Right, a lot of promises! Quickly go and ask your second grandpa to give you that box from back then. " Suddenly, Yuan Duan seemed to have thought of something and urged Yuan Shitai to go to the bamboo forest in the backyard and beg Yuan Family's ancestor, Yuan Tian Gang, who had lived in seclusion for many years …

Furthermore, when Mu Tu came out of Yuan Family, he directly rushed towards Dark Part to seek an audience with the Commander Guild of Dark Part to report the details, hoping to receive news from them.

Just as he was about to enter, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of him and coldly said, "Come, stop."

"Brother, I have something to report to the Regiment Commander." Mu Tu spoke good words as he pulled Wu Zhuoma and stood in front of the door, waiting for the black-clothed man to report.

Who would have thought that this black-clothed person would actually turn a deaf ear and stand on the spot, coldly staring at Mu Tu and Wu Zhuoma.

Seeing that he did not seem to care about, Mu Tu turned to leave. Unexpectedly, the black clothed man made his move, and extended his hand out towards Wu Zhuoma, causing his hand to form claws, the wind rustled, his movements extremely vicious, as though he wanted to take's life.

"Stop!" A cold voice suddenly sounded out from within the dark room of Dark Part, the black clothed man's hand stopped an inch away from Wu Zhuoma's throat, and the ribbon in Wu Zhuoma's hand slowly slipped away from her neck.

The black-clothed man glanced to the side, and gave Wu Zhuoma a deep look. Then, his footsteps flashed as he quickly entered the dark room.