It was getting dark, and Mu Xuan was still lying on the tree trunk.

Uh, does he have any special method to save the people of our city? Cao Nima looked at Mu Xuan in the distance with confusion, but he did not dare to disturb him in any way.

Finally, Mu Xuan jumped down from the tree. A hint of joy suddenly appeared in Cao Ni Ma's eyes. Could it be that he was going to Truman for help?

Mu Xuan walked for a while in one direction, "Ahem, Sister Witch?" Mu Xuan sent a signal in his mind.

"What are you doing? You finally thought of me?" Yan Shiqian's resentful voice rang out. "I flirt with other women all day long, but I never thought of me..."

"Uh, okay, okay. You and I have been together the longest, so... I have the most feelings for you... ahem."

"Keke, don't lie to me, your favorite is Ruoyu the little fox, everyone can see it!"

"Who said that! Your status in my heart will not be lower than that of An Ruoyu."

"Uh, don't beat around the bush, just tell me what you have to say!" Yan Shiqian seemed to have noticed that Mu Xuan wanted to ask for something.

Mu Xuan grinned. "Shiqian, you understand me. We are worthy of being an old couple."

"Who are you and your wife?" Yanshi Qianjiao scolded.

"Of course it's you." Mu Xuan smiled, then coughed. "Ahem, then I won't beat around the bush. I want to go to the Demon Gate Underground Palace to practice for a night."

"No! Do you think you can enter the Demon Gate Underground Palace at will? Every time you enter, the underground palace will lose a lot of spiritual energy. If you only practice for one night, isn't this a huge disadvantage?"

Well, Mu Xuan thought for a while, it was indeed a pity, so he nodded, "Okay, I won't go. Shi Qian, I want to discuss something face to face with you. You can recall my soul to Dantian

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"Keke! Don't think that I don't know what you want to do! You bad boy, go ahead and enjoy yourself!" Yan Shi Qianjiao laughed a few times, but then there was no sound.

"Uh, Shi Qian?" Mu Xuan tried calling again, but there was no response.

Hehe, Xiao Shiqian, how dare you ignore me, it seems I have to "teach you a lesson" in the future!

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Sleeping on the soft grass was actually quite comfortable. Mu Xuan crossed his legs and lay on the fluffy grass comfortably. He finally realized what Shenma said: "The sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed."

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It was peaceful all night, but it was no longer peaceful early in the morning. Mu Xuan's ears trembled slightly, and he seemed to hear the chaotic footsteps of soldiers and horses coming from three miles away.

"Uh, there's something going on!" Mu Xuan suddenly jumped up and ran towards Caoni Ma's yurt.

"Fuck!" Mu Xuan couldn't help but cursed as he looked at the guard soldier lying on the ground sleeping with his spear in his arms.

"Sleep with your sister! The enemies are attacking!" Mu Xuan mentioned the soldier on guard.

"Ah?!" The soldier on guard woke up with a start. "The enemy is coming?"

"Uh, didn't you see the dust in the sky in the distance?" Mu Xuan pointed at the gray sky in the distance with cold eyebrows.

"Sandstorm?" The soldier on guard looked at the gray sky in the distance with confusion.

"Shanima!" Mu Xuan covered his head. He had never seen such an idiot before. He didn't even understand such a bit of common sense. "Those are the dust splashed up by their footsteps!"

"Ah!" The soldier on guard realized what he was doing and yelled at the sky. "It's not good! The century-old ghost sent people to fight here!!!"

Hearing this earth-shattering roar, even Mu Xuan was stunned. Damn it, an ordinary person's voice could be so loud? He couldn't help but look at this guy with admiration, and he also understood that Cao Ni Ma Mao wanted to choose this guy to be a guard soldier.

"Whoa, whoa, whoosh." All the yurts immediately started to stir, and strong men emerged from them holding weapons. There were only about 500 people. Even Nicole ran over holding a chain.

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Mu Xuan almost cried, Damn, do you only have 500 troops? It would be weird if you could win!

Cao Mu Ma walked up to Mu Xuan in a few short steps. "Benefactor, the enemy is attacking. When will Truman send troops to assist?"

"Did I say I wanted to ask Truman for help?" Mu Xuan chuckled.

Truman's expression changed, and so did Nicole's. She blamed Mu Xuan: "Muxuan! What do you mean? It's an emergency, and you didn't ask for help?"

"Hehe, I said I would help you..." Mu Xuan smiled. "It's enough for me to beat a bunch of idiots like them!"

This lunatic! Nicole secretly cursed Mu Xuan in her heart. One person can defeat two thousand soldiers of a century-old ghost? How is this possible?

Cao Ni Ma's face also became ugly, but he understood that it was no longer the time to complain. He sighed, "I hope you can really help us."

The enemy in the distance is becoming more and more clear. The enemy's number is definitely no less than 2,000, and Caonima's 500 troops are just an appetizer compared to them.

Mu Xuan was a little confused as to why an old guy like Cao Nima came to the battlefield to join in the fun.

Without saying a word, Cao Mu Ma moved forward, and about 500 people followed him. After a while, there was only a hundred meters between the two groups of people.

For some unknown reason, the soldiers and horses of both groups stopped in unison.

A large sedan suddenly rose up behind the enemy's two thousand troops. A young woman in black clothes stood on top of the sedan. She looked at the five hundred or so enemies opposite with her seductive eyes. Revealing a

A contemptuous smile.

Mu Xuan couldn't help but be stunned. Such a beautiful woman was rarely seen in the three realms.

"A century-old ghost!" Cao Nima yelled through gritted teeth.

"Huh? Is she a century-old ghost?" Mu Xuan was a little helpless. How could such a young woman have such a deceptive name?

Tsk tsk, she looks so cute... If she wasn't an enemy, Mu Xuan would have to go up and flirt with her.

"Even though she looks young and beautiful, her actual age is already up to 180 years old." Cao Nima looked at Mu Xuan and seemed to have guessed what Mu Xuan was thinking.

"I'll kill you! Over one hundred and eighty years old?" Mu Xuan was shocked, and it suddenly became clear in his heart that this century-old ghost is definitely a cultivator!

Haha, one hundred and eighty years old. In terms of age in the world of cultivation, her age is equivalent to eighteen years in the secular world. But a pervert like Mu Xuan, who is rapidly escalating, cannot use this method to calculate.

The century-old ghost smiled slightly, and the breeze blew over her cheek, blowing her long black gauze dress, which seemed to have an otherworldly feel.

The century-old ghost didn't hesitate anymore, and pulled out a silver sword from her waist. She pointed the tip of the sword at the 500 enemies opposite. The corner of her mouth trembled slightly. "Kill!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The two thousand troops immediately rushed forward with their teeth and claws like idiots.

Cao Ni Ma's five hundred soldiers were about to come forward to fight, but Mu Xuan stopped him and said, "Ahem, don't be anxious..."

"Don't worry, mother!" Cao Nima couldn't help but cursed as he looked at the two thousand enemies rushing towards him like hungry tigers.

"Haha!" Mu Xuan was not angry, he just smiled softly, and then pulled out the black crystal from his ear. "Big big!"
Chapter completed!