C43 Mad knife love sage

The sky was bright, and today was the first time Mu Tu had formally inspected the security of the Yichang City.

He was dressed in a long white robe with a flat crown on his head, embroidered with the word "constable." His feet were on the ground, and he carried a large silver saber with golden threads on his waist. He was striding valiantly through the streets of Yichang.

He was followed by a handsome young woman, Wang Yuyan, with a pair of black flat-toed boots, a head without a crown, and a sword at her waist.

As for Xiong Zifeng, he stayed in the office to recuperate. Although the wound on his arm had been sutured, he was unable to use any strength in the short term and needed to recuperate.

In general, the city was relatively stable. Many strange hawkers were selling their wares among the bustling crowd in the martial arts world. They were all selling medicine, such as Golden Sore Medicine or Danshen Medicinal Herbs.

On the other hand, the old grandpa who was pinching sugar next to the Taibai Restaurant seemed to be the only person who had a clear flow. One small wooden carriage, two buckets of sweet juice, and a big box of clean bamboo sticks that had been cut and cleaned. The candy in her hand was tearing at the unique sunlight in the air, emitting the fragrance of malt candy.

When Mu Tu smelled the sweet aroma, he immediately started salivating, "Old man, I want to …" Mu Tu looked at Wang Yuyan who was behind her, and paused for a moment, seeing her nod his head, she happily compared to his two fingers, "I want two sugar men."

Then, he used a bamboo stick to sign one. Just as he was about to wrap the second candy with oil paper, he suddenly stopped, signed the other one, and passed it over.

Mu Tu held onto Tu Tu's candy man, and curiously sized him up. As he was thinking, Wang Yuyan, who was behind him, went forward and wrapped her arms around Mu Tu's waist, fished out his pockets, and placed two coins on the old man's wooden carriage.

After that, Wang Yuyan snatched one from Mu Tu's hands. Her pink tongue lightly licked at it as she pulled Mu Tu and walked towards the Taibai Restaurant.

Mu Tu followed Wang Yuyan for a few steps, when he came back to reality, she realised that Wang Yuyan was secretly licking the sweet lady in her hands, and anxiously took her hand back, this sister Zi Yan was too evil.

Then, he turned around to look at the old man who was pinching the candy, only to find that the old man had already slowly pushed the small wooden cart to the corner of the street, gradually disappearing from his sight.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yuyan seemed to be puzzled as she leaned her head over, her lips once again nagging at Mu Tu's sugar-covered body, to the point that Tu Tu's ears could no longer be seen.

"I'm fine," Mu Tu turned his head.

"Sister Yanran, can you eat your own food? You have already licked my head so much that I can't see it clearly!" Mu Tu hurriedly stuffed the sweet man into his mouth, firmly refusing to let Wang Yuyan eat any more.

Wang Yuyan laughed mischievously as she licked her candy, then spat out her lilac tongue at Mu Tu, her eyebrows curving up like a little fox.

Tai Bai Restaurant was a tavern used by the martial practitioners of the Yichang City to feast and drink.

When Mu Tu and Wang Yuyan walked into the lobby of the restaurant, the bookkeeper was acting as the waiter of the temporary restaurant.

Just as he entered the tavern, he saw a vulgar man with a full beard and a face full of pimples teasing the little nun. "Aiyo, you're so handsome, don't count with me, brother. Otherwise you'll waste this great youth." Big brother, I will love you dearly, little master, just listen to me! "

This little nun didn't seem to know much about it either. Although she was wearing a sharp sword on her waist, she only shouted in panic, "You …" Don't come over ~ My senior sister and the others will be back soon, so go away … "Go away."

Seeing that the fully bearded man had extended his smelly hand towards the young master's face, Wang Yuyan could not help but take a step forward and kick the big sized man's smelly hand away.

"How could you be so vulgar in broad daylight? Why don't you take a piss to judge your appearance and humiliate the society?" Wang Yuyan angrily pulled the young master to one side, and was about to walk towards Mu Tu's side.

The bearded man grabbed towards Wang Yuyan's shoulder, and even cursed: "You are quite handsome, since you came to deliver yourself up, well, well done! I want to hurt you. "

Wang Yuyan lightly tapped the tip of her foot on the ground and quickly left, escaping from those obviously sticky, dirty hands.

Who would have thought that this burly man would actually not let her off and extended his stinky hand, wanting to continue his attack. "Ni`er, don't run. Let this old man experience great pain."

Mu Tu kicked off the bench beside his feet, smashing it onto the bearded man, "Get lost."

"Brat, where did you come from? Are you trying to take advantage of a hero? Hurry up and scram, don't affect Grandfather's interest in the Mad Blade and Casanova Lang Lihua. "If you can sweep away this grandpa's temper, this grandpa will kill you first." The bearded man spoke rudely as he kicked the chair that Mu Tu kicked over into pieces.

The surrounding martial artists pulled out their weapons with "whoosh", "whoosh", and "whoosh" as they glared at the bearded Lang Lihua.

Who knew that Lang Lihua was not afraid at all, he stared back at the martial artists and clamored, "What are you looking at?

"Arrogant. Let me teach you a lesson." A pale-faced scholar held onto a gentleman's sword and thrusted it at Lang Lihua. The sword images flew in the air with a vast amount of Sword Qi and a unique sense of righteousness exuded from within.

The matter of the martial arts world was over, if there was any hatred, it would have to be resolved on the same day.

"Bao Kuang, don't be impulsive, he is the Wild Blade Lang Lihua," A man in the crowd who seemed to be a good friend of the scholar wanted to stop him, he clearly knew of Wild Blade's methods.

However, it was obvious that he was not in a rush, the Mad Blade Love Saint Lang Lihua turned the bent blade in his hand, and sped up his footsteps, and in a moment he was beside Bao Lang.

"Who else wants to die? "All of you, scram …" Lang Lihua coldly looked at the martial artists at his side, and with a loud bang, the crowd quickly scattered, leaving only Bao Bian twitching on the ground, and then dying from the pain. Lang Lihua kicked the bookworm to the side.

"Brat, this grandpa will give you one last chance. Leave these two girls behind and slip through this grandpa's crotch. This grandpa will let you live." Mad Blade Love Saint Lang Lihua turned his head and wiped the blood off his blade as he smiled sinisterly at Mu Tu.

"Impudent!" Mu Tu pulled out the Twilight Knife s, raised the blade in front of the Eight Immortals Table and rushed forward.