Zhang Mu ran wildly on the official road on a horse.

He knew in his heart that no one would save him this time, and whether he could survive was up to him.

Half an hour later, Zhang Mu left Hangzhou and inserted the official road leading to Taizhou.

Han Yuyan's body was trembling. What happened last night was vivid in my mind. That monk, who is very skilled in martial arts, is really a killer without blinking.

Zhang Mu looked behind him from time to time, afraid that the ethereal would catch up with him.

At this moment, the Eagle Monk was also running wildly on the official road. When he arrived at the fork in the road leading to Taizhou, he waved his hand and said, "You chase Wenzhou, we will meet in Wenzhou."

At that moment, his two men whipped and left.

Yingling took three people straight to Taizhou.

I saw that in the afternoon, suddenly a dark cloud surged from the sky, followed by lightning roars as if torn apart the void.

In a blink of an eye, it rained heavily.

Zhang Mu, who was running for his life on the official road, was stunned.

On the muddy official road, the horse's speed quickly slowed down. It would be dark in a while and it would be relatively safer when it entered the night.

Zhang Mu looked around and saw a small path on one side of the official road. He thought about walking along the small path, and might be able to avoid the ethereal spirit. He immediately tied the reins and inserted them into the small path.

Not long after walking, I saw a dilapidated temple.

Zhang Mu said: "Let's take a look here first, and wait until the rain stops in the middle of the night, and we will leave."

Han Yuyan was dressed in thin clothes, and she was as embarrassed as a cockroach, but her concave figure was clearly visible.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, don't let that monk catch up."

The two entered the Tu Temple. There was no yard outside, and half of the roof inside the temple collapsed.

It was so dilapidated that a statue of the god was no longer visible, and it was covered with dust on it.

There were spider webs hanging on the doors and windows. Zhang Mu knew that this place should be very remote and half of them were not here.

I felt a little relieved.

The two of them entered the temple and hurriedly took off their coats and hung them on the window.

Unfortunately, neither of them brought replacement clothes, so they could only make a torch and bake the clothes first.

Sitting on the ground, Han Yuyan hugged her knees and stared at the bonfire in a daze.

Zhang Mu looked up and saw her long black hair scattered on her shoulders, her pretty face that was as white as jade.

A pair of beautiful eyes shine brightly. At this moment, it was like a lotus born, especially the clothes were soaked, tightly pressing against her delicate body, like a lotus emerged from the water, which was particularly fascinating.

Zhang Mu sat next to her, held her waist with her slim waist, and Han Yuyan lay in Zhang Mu's arms.

The two of them looked at each other, and Han Yuyan smiled shyly.

Zhang Mu lowered his head and kissed his red lips.

It was raining outside the window, but it was warm and sweet inside the earthen temple.

Zhang Mu reached out to touch her holy face and said a little apologetically: "It's hard for you, follow me and run away all the way. Do you regret it?"

Han Yuyan smiled disapprovingly and said, "Marry chickens and follow the chickens, marry dogs and follow the dogs. I am already yours, is there any use to regret it?"

Zhang Mu smiled awkwardly and said, "Then aren't you afraid that I am a thief?"

Han Yuyan shook her head and said, "You are the thief of Jiangyang, and I will go back with you to be the wife of the village."

"real?"

"No matter what, as long as we can be together, life will be harder, and it will be fine." Han Yuyan said seriously.

Zhang Mu looked at her firm look and couldn't help but think in his heart: "It seems that the person in love is really not clear. When you recover your memory, you may lose me."

Han Yuyan now has her heart on Zhang Mu. She doesn't seem to care so much about anything except Zhang Mu.

That's what love is like.

Zhang Mu sighed lightly and stopped talking.

The two of them snuggled together and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

About half an hour later, Zhang Mu heard someone shouting in the distance: "Master, there is a local temple here, let's go in and avoid it first."

Then he heard an ethereal voice saying, "Hahahaha, I thought I couldn't find this kid, it was so clear that the gods had eyes. Kill in."

Zhang Mu suddenly lost his soul and hurriedly shook Han Yuyan and said, "Run quickly, they are here."

Han Yuyan, who had just woken up from her beautiful dream, was suddenly shocked.

The two of them stood up and rushed out of the door. As a result, as soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Yingling standing in front of them.

"Amitabha."

With his ethereal hands folded, his small eyes were slit in the city, and he looked at Han Yuyan lustfully.

Han Yuyan was so scared that she hid behind Zhang Mu, trembling all over.

Xu Ling couldn't help but feel something tricky, so she asked tentatively: "The so-called "A hundred years of cultivation can make you cross the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can make you sleep together. I didn't expect that we will meet again. It's a big fate."

Eagle and Ethereal have Eagle concerns. He has not taken advantage of him when he fought with Han Yuyan several times.

He was also somewhat afraid of Han Yuyan. If Han Yuyan fought for his life to protect Zhang Mu, he would not be sure to take Zhang Mu down.

However, seeing Han Yuyan's panicked look made him a little confused.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Mu probably guessed his concerns in his heart, and said with a brow: "Rareless! What do you mean by daring to teach me so disrespectful to the saint?"

Yingling was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Mu, and looked at Han Yuyan faintly and said, "Saint, let's open the skylight and say something bright. Today, you just need to hand over this kid, and our grudges will be eliminated."

Han Yuyan looked panicked, and Zhang Mu hurriedly said, "Get out. We, the Ming Cult, never betray our brothers."

"Is that true? That's the case of the messenger?" asked Kong Ling.

"He is a traitor from my sect. He was originally dealing with him that day. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck and hit us in the encirclement." Zhang Mu said coldly.

"Oh, so that's it. I'm wronged? But, Saint, you said you want to take revenge, but I won't intervene, but Jiangsu and Zhejiang are my territory." Kongling tentatively again.

Zhang Mu knew that such a situation would sooner or later reveal the consequences.

I couldn't help but hold the tear gas in my hand tightly to see if I could take it once.

"Fuck, is this your territory? You have the face to say it!" Zhang Mu said.

"We elders speak, there is a place where you interrupt." As soon as the words fell, Eagle suddenly came towards Zhang Mu with a palm.

Zhang Mu immediately threw the tear gas on the ground, and only heard a sound of touching, a burst of black smoke rose from the earthen temple.

Eagle was shocked and thought it was poisonous, so he quickly retreated.

Zhang Mu glanced at the collapsed earth wall in the east and shouted: "Go away."
Chapter completed!