Mr. Mu was lying on the ground without any movement. Yang Ning felt that he would not say anything else. Just now, the old guy hit the wall with his head, which was enough for him to sleep for a while.

It was really easy to take out Mr. Mu's life at this time, but his chest was stinging before. He was only worried that this old guy would really die, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive. However, if this old guy recovered, he might also face extremely dangerous results, and he was really embarrassed.

In addition, he wanted to take a shortcut to catch up with the escort team and find Xiaodie's whereabouts, but now he was trapped in this mountain and was getting farther and farther away from Xiaodie.

After pondering for a moment, I finally turned my eyes to the painting on the ground again.

This scroll says "Liuhe Divine Art", but Yang Ning really couldn't see where its magic is, and he didn't know what the red line meant.

But when he was free, he took the scroll, looked carefully one by one, and identified every acupoint where the red line passed.

After passing through the sixteen acupoints in the first picture, Yang Ning only took a short moment to figure out the sixteen acupoints one by one. He had learned to identify acupoints, but many acupoints were very close to each other. If one was not good, he would admit his mistake. Yang Ning's memory was already amazing. It took him too long to confirm that these acupoints did not take too long, and even touched them one by one with his hands according to the acupoints.

After he had also confirmed the acupuncture points of the sixth picture one by one, he suddenly heard a low scream from behind him. Yang Ning immediately became alert and turned around. Seeing that Mu Lao's body was moving, he immediately quickly rolled up the scroll, stepped lightly into it, put the scroll as it was before, and then returned to the entrance of the cave.

Not long after, when he heard a slight sound from behind, Yang Ning turned around again and saw that Mr. Mu had already sat up. He immediately pretended to be caring and said, "Mr. Mu... are you okay?"

Mr. Mu was obviously much more awake, staring at Yang Ning with a strange expression and asked, "Why don't you come in?"

Yang Ning hurriedly said, "When I came back, I saw you in great pain. I wanted to go over and help, but... But if you want to hit me, I am no match for you, so I can only hide outside and dare not go in."

"You have never come in?" asked Mu Lao.

Yang Ning smiled bitterly and said, "You are toxic just now and are very afraid of people. I... I really don't dare to go in."

Old Mu snorted coldly, without saying much, but his face was pale and ugly, and said in a deep voice: "Can you pick wild fruits?"

Yang Ning immediately sent the fruits over. Old Mu picked them up and looked at them. He then ate two wild fruits. After he finished eating, he sneered at Yang Ning and asked, "If you have the chance to leave, why don't you leave?"

Ask it knows why you don’t leave, don’t you know?

Yang Ning smiled and said, "You are always injured here. Actually, I thought about leaving, but when I think of leaving you alone, I feel a little worried."

"You boy is just a clever word." Mu Lao said lightly: "Have your injury occurred?"

Yang Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Old Mu, you don't need to do this. I respect the elderly and love the young and will not leave you alone."

Mr. Mu didn't say much, raised his palm and slapped Yang Ning's heart. He was extremely fast, and Yang Ning didn't have time to react.

"Old Mu, you...!"

"Don't be afraid, I said, if you help you massage for three consecutive days, your injuries will naturally heal." Mu Lao said lightly: "You can go out. Without my husband's instructions, step into the hole for half a step, and you will definitely die."

This is called massage? Yang Ning shook his head helplessly. His eyes swept over and saw that the scroll had disappeared, and it was obviously already been put away by Mr. Mu.

Yang Ning went outside the cave again. At dusk, he suddenly heard Mu Lao's extremely anxious voice coming from the cave: "What's going on? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yang Ning was a little surprised and looked inside. He saw Old Mu sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding his white hair with his hands and lowering his head. He looked quite painful. He said to himself: "I can't, something must have happened. What's going on..., Could it be...Is it...Is it because I was deceived by them? No, it's impossible. If it's true, they won't chase after him..."

He talked to himself, obviously in a state of contemplation, and even forgot that Yang Ning was at the entrance of the cave.

Yang Ning was very surprised at this time and didn't know what Mr. Mu said meant.

After that, Mr. Mu made a silent voice, just sat cross-legged in the cave. Yang Ning ate two fruits until midnight, Mr. Mu sat blankly like a stone carving, without saying a word.

Yang Ning was also worried that the people from the Five Poison Palace would search in the mountains. Fortunately, from beginning to end, except for the sound of wolf howlings and birds in the mountains from time to time, no one came to find them. He just spent it with this old guy, but Yang Ning felt quite anxious.

After midnight, Yang Ning sat outside the cave and fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, the red line was circling in his mind. He was unable to fall asleep completely, either Zhongfu, Lingxu, Tianfu, Zigong, or Hegu, Panli, or Quchi.

Half asleep and half awake, a shrill scream woke him up. He woke up and heard the strange cry of Mr. Mu again from the cave. Yang Ning frowned and looked over. The cave was dark, but he saw a black shadow running around, circled around the cave, crazy and very strange and terrifying.

Old Mu made a beast-like scream, echoing the howlings of the wolf in the deep mountains, and it also complemented each other.

"What's wrong with this old guy?" Yang Ning became more suspicious, and felt that things were becoming more and more strange, thinking to himself: "It seems that this guy is not just poisoning."

After a while, Old Mu suddenly pounced on the ground and did not move again. Yang Ning called out twice, Old Mu did not agree. He then entered the cave and found the scroll at Old Mu's feet. Yang Ning thought that Old Mu had been sleeping for several hours. He picked up the scroll in his hand and walked to the entrance of the cave. However, he was already thinking in his heart: "When he was crazy during the day, the scroll was next to him. This time he went crazy, the scroll was still by his side. Is it related to this scroll?"

Just as he was thinking about something strange, he suddenly heard the movement behind him. He hurriedly turned around and saw that Mr. Mu had stood up at some point and was walking towards the entrance of the cave step by step. His eyes were like wild beasts in the dark night, full of cold murderous intent.

"Take it!" Old Mu stared at the scroll in Yang Ning's hand, "You are looking for death, it is mine, and no one can take it away..." He shouted and rushed towards Yang Ning.

Yang Ning complained secretly. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mu woke up in a short time. Seeing that the other party had already murderous intent, he knew that the old monster was really going to kill. Without hesitation, he turned around and ran away, sacrificing his life.

Old Mu sternly said: "Stop, I want to kill you..."

It would be fine if he didn't say that. The more he said this, Yang Ning wouldn't stop, holding the scroll in his hand, and running forward desperately. He knew that this old man was good at using vines to curl people. This time he was determined to keep a distance and must not be caught by this old guy, otherwise with the old guy's current mentality, he would undoubtedly die.

Fortunately, he was looking for wild fruits before, and was quite familiar with the nearby terrain. For a moment, he had a distance from Mu Lao. Mu Lao was like a madman in the dark night, following behind.

However, after a radius of dozens of miles, it was in the middle of the night. Yang Ning ran for a while and got lost. There were towering giant trees everywhere. Hearing the sound of Mu Lao chasing behind him, he didn't dare to slow down. At this time, he was already panicked and just went to the deep forest.

After running for a while, his legs became a little sore, and many parts of his body were scratched by thorny branches, breaking many small holes.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of water in front of me, rumbling, like the sound of waves rushing. Yang Ning ran out for a while, and felt a chill in his heart. He only saw that not far ahead was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, a waterfall poured down from the cliff opposite, but there was no road ahead.

Less than ten steps ahead, there is a cliff, far away from the opposite cliff, and a wide abyss is separated from the middle.

"It's over!" Yang Ning's back felt cold, and the Niutouling Mountains were undulating and continuous. Unexpectedly, he ran to the edge of the cliff in a panic.

He ran to the edge of the cliff and looked down. In the darkness, he saw that it was deep and bottomless. However, from the waterfall pouring down from the opposite side, he could guess that there should be a river in the mountains below the cliff.

"Hahaha..." A burst of laughter came from behind. Yang Ning turned around and saw that Mr. Mu had already chased him. He was only ten steps away from him. The gray robe on his body was already ruined. Naturally, he was torn by the branches and leaves in the forest, and his hair was also spread apart. He was like an old madman.

Yang Ning took a deep breath and secretly called himself calm down. Seeing Mr. Mu approaching here, he said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

Mr. Mu ignored it and said gloomyly: "I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but you were seeking death. I can't live even if I want you to live." He stretched out a hand and "Leave it to me!"

"Old liar, I know you are not kind." Yang Ning sneered and cursed: "Stop me now and take another step forward..." Suddenly, he took a step back, stood on the edge of the cliff, and stretched out the cliff with his left hand holding the scroll. Seeing this, Mu's face changed drastically and said in a lost voice: "Don't...!" He ran forward two steps, stretched out one hand, but suddenly stopped.

Yang Ning immediately understood that this scroll was obviously extremely important to Mr. Mu. He calmed down and smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, I know it's easy for you to kill me, but you have seen it too. I want to throw this scroll... No, it's easy for me to throw this Liuhe magical power. This is a bottomless one. If you really want to throw it away, you may never find it again."

Old Mu's muscles twitched on his face, his eyes were cold, "Little White Rabbit, who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you that I am a refugee in trouble and have no grudges with you." Yang Ning said hatefully: "I saved you, and you still have to repay you with kindness. You said you are so old, why are you so ungrateful and shameless?" Shaking the scroll in your hand, "The thing is in my hands. If you want to kill me, I will die with it!"
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