Touching her hot cheek, Mu Bingning couldn't help but think of her first encounter with that person.

When that person first came to the pass and was blocked outside the Duhua Pass, everyone was watching the show, including her, Mu Bingning.

Everyone thought he was a joke. After all, how could a young boy in the early stage of a saint dare to block the city gate of a gatekeeper saint, and fight one man against a city? Except for the founder of the three religions, no one dared to believe that there were still people in the world at that time.

Such saints exist.

But what? In the end, Huiming Buddha's three swords were defeated. He fought against the fourteen saints alone, but he still had the upper hand, forcing the founders of the three religions to join forces. Only then could he suppress the arrogant him at that time. And until now, who can

He was not sure who won the battle in that small world. Although many people thought he lost, Mu Bingning didn't think so.

During the battle that year, she was looked down upon for the first time, so during the fight, she charged at the one in the front. Naturally, she had the deepest feeling for that person's swordsmanship, so she didn't think that person really lost, at least.

It won't be as miserable as some people guessed.

Moreover, no one knew that before he went to Death Gate, he had come to her Shadow Moon Pass alone, stole the Baihua Brew that she had treasured for a long time, and even took advantage of her when she came back.

, pinched her little face and said angrily.

"Xiao Nizi, you were the one who charged the hardest during the fight. If it weren't for my superb swordsmanship, your little face might have been ruined by now. You'll have to remember me from now on, do you know?"

After saying these words, the man slapped her butt hard, and then ran away quickly, saying as he ran: "As expected of a saint, it feels good."

When Mu Binning came to her senses, she chased her out with her big sword that was much higher than the door panel. But when she chased her to the door, the bastard was gone. Mu Binning could only hate him.

She put away her weapon in hatred.

Few people know what happened after that. The Eighteen Cities outside the pass just find it strange. I don’t know what happened in those hundreds of years. There was no demon invasion in the Death Gate Pass, but a large wall would always collapse inexplicably.

Then the Mohist immortals who were responsible for stabilizing the city wall could only repair it frequently and complained endlessly.

Everyone guessed that some bastard knocked it down by himself when he was drunk and crazy, but only a few saints knew that Mu Bingning went to seek revenge.

No one knew that every time at this time, the Holy Master would secretly go to Daozu and ask Daozu, who had the deepest understanding of the way of heaven, to use his supreme magical power to see the mountains and rivers. The two of them would drink wine and watch the show from time to time.

Two comments.

Later, I don’t know what happened, but Mu Binning never found anything against that bastard again, and that bastard never stole Baihua Brew again.

Mu Bingning suddenly remembered something. When the Holy Master spread the words "Young Master is unparalleled in the world", many people were filled with indignation and felt that the Holy Master was threatened by some bastard, so he said it

After hearing such unintentional words, many Confucian saints were even ready to fight that bastard. If the Holy Master hadn't stopped him, a big war would have broken out outside the Pass.

"The young master is unparalleled in the world?"

Mu Bingning didn't know what others thought, but Mu Bingning felt that the comment of the Holy Master really matched that person.

"Sister, sister."

Just when Mu Binning was lost in thought, a petite girl who looked very similar to Mu Binning suddenly broke into the attic without any rules. There were no rules at all in the saint's private territory.

Mu Bingning turned around, straightened her palace clothes in an instant, and sat in front of the guqin again. The little daughter's posture disappeared without a trace in an instant. Sitting there at this time was Saint Hanyue, one of the guardian saints in the world.

After the girl broke in, she immediately threw herself into Mu Bingning's arms. Mu Bingning had no choice but to catch her, and then scratched the girl's nose with a doting look on her face.

"How old you are to be so reckless, isn't it a shame?"

The girl ignored her sister's teasing. Instead, she buried her face in Mu Bingning's chest with a mischievous smile. She took a deep breath and suddenly felt her nose filled with frankincense.

Mu Bingning's face turned red, she twisted the girl's ears and lifted them up.

"Mu Binghan, are you looking for a fight?"

The girl is Mu Bingning's twin sister Mu Binghan. Mu Binghan is the only person in the world who can tease this female saint without being punished.

"It hurts, it hurts. Sister, please let go quickly, or I won't tell you the news about your brother-in-law."

After her sister pinched her ear, Mu Binghan had no choice but to admit defeat and cry out that it hurt.

Mu Bingning's face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where did you get your brother-in-law? If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will throw you into the Shadow Moon Pond and go into seclusion for a hundred years. How can you still do it?"

Do you dare?"

Hearing her sister talking about Shadow Moon Pool, Mu Binghan seemed to remember something terrible, her face turned pale, and she quickly begged for mercy.

"No, no, no, sister, I was wrong. It was just a joke. As for throwing me into the Shadow Moon Pool? I am still not your biological sister."

Ignoring Mu Binghan who was acting coquettishly, Mu Bingning spoke directly and got straight to the point.

"Tell me, what else makes you so excited?"

Mentioning this, Mu Binghan showed another trademark evil smile on her face, but before she could say anything, she saw her sister Mu Bingning looking over at her with a "talk nicely" look, and the dirty words in her mouth immediately came out.

He swallowed it and told the story obediently.

"Sister, let me tell you, I just came back from Grandpa Daozu's place, and by chance I saw Grandpa Daozu peeking at my sister...some bastard."

Almost spilling the beans again, Mu Binghan quickly patted the majestic chest. She saw the trembling towering mountains and the beautiful scenery over there.

Mu Bingning pretended not to notice her sister's little move, and asked without changing her face: "What does it have to do with me? You went to Dao Ancestor to cause trouble again."

Mu Binghan pursed her lips and retorted unhappily.

"No way, I'm very obedient, okay? Look at the whole world. Apart from that person, who else did Grandpa Daozu let into his little hut?"

Mu Bingning looked at her sister with a smile. Mu Binghan looked uncomfortable and quickly changed the subject.

"Sister, do you know what that person's name is in the world now?"

When he said this, Mu Binghan had a bad smile on his face.

Mu Bingning's face was expressionless, as if she didn't care at all about this matter.

Knowing her sister's temper, Mu Binghan didn't stop talking just because her sister didn't ask.

"His name is Jiang Guining now, hehe..."

Mu Bingning's small hands clenched tightly and then immediately released. The movement was so fast that even Mu Binghan, who was a late-stage saint, did not notice it.

"so what?"

Mu Bingning picked up the tea and took a sip.

Mu Binghan, who was waiting to watch the show, was immediately disappointed when she saw no reaction from her sister. However, Mu Binghan was a person who could not hold back her words, so she did not drop the topic because of this. Although she did not see the scene she was looking forward to, she still chose.

Tell your sister some things about Jiang Guining.

He killed the demon Kun with his sword, and sold divination on the street. The most important thing was the Taoist name of Divine Fortune Teller, saying that the bastard made Daozu so angry that Grandpa Daozu almost couldn't help but hit people with his own hands.

Mu Binghan laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes, but she didn't notice that the chill around her sister was getting heavier and heavier.

After finally waiting for Mu Binghan to finish laughing, Mu Bingning tapped the door of the attic with her pointed chin. The meaning was obvious: Are you done? After you finish talking, leave quickly.

"It's so cold. No wonder you, sister, can't catch up with your brother-in-law."

Mu Binghan stood up and patted Gunyuan, and the words came out without thinking.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Mu Binghan knew something was wrong. She glanced at her sister secretly and saw that her eyes had narrowed. Mu Binghan was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word, so she got up and ran away.

After Mu Binghan ran away, Mu Bingning's face immediately turned cold and cold. She closed the door with a wave of her sleeves and arranged a barrier.

After doing this, Mu Binghan waved her right hand, and a big sword appeared in her hand.

Mu Binning pointed her sword at the door of death, her face gloomy, and she waved the giant sword in her hand.

The giant sword is heavy and carries the wind with every move.

Mu Bingning waved and said: "You like watching people take a shower, right? You like peeping, right? I'll wait for you to come back. I'll let you watch as much as you like."

No one could have imagined that Saint Hanyue, who was usually cold and noble, would now be just like any other woman in the world.

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After drinking, Jiang Guining still felt that something was wrong. He had not experienced this kind of cold feeling all over his body for a long time. The last time he had this feeling was when he was a child and secretly bewitched the stupid guy to take a peek.

The widow took a bath, but the stupid guy told the master.

Jiang Guining still remembers that beating.

Before he had time to recall what happened in the past, Jiang Guining suddenly focused his eyes, glanced at Lu Yangsheng, then said something softly with a smile on his face.

"Hey, it's pretty good. Now I'm starting to figure it out a little bit? Good boy, I really look down on you."

Then Jiang Guining poured another drop of wine and put it between Lu Yangsheng's eyebrows.

Can't see the surrounding environment clearly? That's okay. Lu Yangsheng circulated his spiritual energy over and over again, and his consciousness quickly rushed through his body.

Anyone who has gone up the mountain knows what to do if you are going to an unfamiliar place and are afraid of getting lost? It’s very simple, just walk and walk more. As long as you walk more and get used to it, you will start to become familiar with these routes.

, the place where you were born becomes the place where you are familiar with, you don’t have to worry about getting lost even if you close your eyes.

That's right, Lu Yangsheng relied on this stupid way of running around and started to become more familiar with his body bit by bit.

After walking an unknown number of times, Lu Yangsheng still felt very tired at first, but then for some unknown reason, the fatigue suddenly disappeared, so Lu Yangsheng struck again and again, faster and faster.

While Lu Yangsheng was trying his best to get acquainted with his body, the town suddenly became foggy, and everyone in the town suddenly felt very sleepy. Even the clan leader and others who were keeping vigil for Master Jiu felt a little uncomfortable. Soon, the entire town

It was deathly silent, and even the wild dogs that usually barked were silent now.

The fog gradually became heavier, and there seemed to be some strange sounds appearing in the fog, which was very permeable.

Finally, the fog enveloped the town. In broad daylight, the town was covered in fog, like a ghost. Among them, there was only one small thatched hut.

If anyone looked at the town from a distance at this time, they would definitely feel that the thatched hut was like the bright moon in the dark night, the only one shining brightly here.
To be continued...