"Junior sister, but I still remember my senior brother's thunder musket." Mu Yang said.

"Of course I remember, I still remember my senior brother said that a man's gun should be carried with him." Zhou Zhiruo was puzzled by what Mu Yang asked about this now.

A black line appeared on Mu Yang's head, "Not that."

Mu Yang flipped his palm and a large-caliber revolver appeared in his hand, handed it to Zhou Zhiruo and said, "This is a thunder musket in the palm of your hand. My junior sister is now ineffective. It is easy to defend herself with this object, but don't use it until the critical moment. After all, this object has only been fired six times, and it will be a piece of scrap iron after use." Mu Yang said.

Zhou Zhiruo took the gun and felt very happy.

"I'll teach my teacher's gun," Mu Yang's hand finally held Zhou Zhiruo's slender jade hand. Zhou Zhiruo's body trembled, but gave up taking away the jade hand, but was held by Mu Yang and taught him to use the gun step by step.

"The power of this palm thunder musket is much weaker than the one I used at the beginning. Fortunately, it is not easy to be discovered when I carry it with me. The junior sister hides it closely for self-defense. After the senior brother goes out, he will try his best to save everyone from the devil's cave. The junior sister should wait for peace of mind." Mu Yang said.

"The high righteousness of Senior Brother Qingshu, the martial arts fellow practitioners will remember it. Be careful with everything," Zhou Zhiruo said, and returned to the cell.

After Mu Yang said these words, he left the Wan'an Temple high pagoda. Good things must be done, but it is necessary to first show the sense of existence before doing it.

Zhou Zhiruo returned to the cell. Master Mie Jue opened his eyes and called softly: "Zhiruo comes here, the master has something to ask you."

Zhou Zhiruo was already a little afraid of Master Mie Jue, so he quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of Master Mie Jue.

"Sit next to me, I have something to say to you in detail." Miejue spoke so gently once.

"It's the master." Zhou Zhiruo followed the words and tried to be next to Die Jue.

"Are you familiar with the young hero Song Qingshu in Wudang?" Miejue said in a very low voice, avoiding others from hearing it.

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned, and then thought that Song Qingshu had also met his master. It must have been the master who knew something, and then said, "I just saw it when I surrounded Guangmingding this time. I was not familiar with each other before, but my disciple had contacted Senior Brother Song several times, so I can still talk about it."

"Zhiruo, I think Young Master Song is good. I intend to betroth you to him so that we can complete the marriage between Emei and Wudang and enhance the strength of the two factions. What do you want?" Miejue said.

"Master, I. I haven't thought about these things." Although Zhou Zhiruo had a good impression of Song Qingshu, she still had a shadow of Zhang Wuji in her heart, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Mu Yang came out of the tower and thought about it. He had to get the antidote from Shixiang Ruan San to rescue the large number of people from various sects. If he had to rely solely on his own, even if he took them out of Wan'an Temple, he would not be able to escape from the capital.

The book says that the powder of Shixiang Ruben Powder is in the hands of the two elders of Xuanming. He Biweng carried the poison and Lu Zhanke carried the antidote, but the antidote was exactly the same as the poison. The two of them changed it frequently, and there was no way to know which one was the antidote.

It seems that we can only grab both of them and experiment with others. Then we can get the results.

By the way, the first room I saw just now. The old guy who was walking in the room with his bare butt was just Lu Zhanke. Mu Yang turned his eyes and smiled, and he thought about it.

He found a servant and said, "Bring these wines and foods to He Weng, this is the county magistrate's compassionate intention." Mu Yang did not know He Bi Weng's residence, so he could only let the servant take him there.

"Okay sir." The servant said, taking the wine jar and food box to a villa, and Mu Yang followed behind.

"Heng He, I'll send you some wine and food." The door opened, and an old man with disheveled hair walked out, holding a crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed crane-headed door.

"It's so late, why is the princess still thinking about delivering food to us?" the old man asked in confusion.

"It was Lord Heilinbo who ordered that there are every yard and I will be responsible for sending it to you." The servant said.

"It's rare that the princess has thoughts. Come in." He Biweng was originally a wine-loving person. He followed the servant back into the house. Mu Yang saw it clearly outside, which was enough.

I took out a wide robe and put it on my body and activated my transformation skills. As for the crutch, it was not easy to find it. I held a jar of wine in my hand. If I didn’t know, I would think I was going crazy.

He took two sips of wine first, deliberately spilled some on his body, and strode to Lu Zhanke's door. Mu Yang slapped the door hard and shouted, "Senior Brother, I'll open the door, I have something to come to you."

"Who is so late, I can't die?" The impatient voice of Lu Zhanke came from the room.

"Senior brother is me, please open the door quickly, otherwise I will rush in."

"Here's here."

The door opened, Mu Yang walked in and found that there was a smell of scent in the room, and there was a woman's body half-covered on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep. It was a good thing. The Sexy Deer Guest is really a male deer. She is 70 years old, and she is still so passionate. She is full of girls every day.

"I got a jar of good wine and share it with you." Mu Yang said.

Lu Zhanke's face darkened, "Just for this, I came to see me in the middle of the night."

"No, this is a good wine, aged 50 years, and a rare product." Mu Yang said.

Lu Zhanke also knew that his junior brother was addicted to alcohol, so he wanted to like women, and there were signs of becoming a fool. Moreover, He Biweng was originally a slow-minded person, so he could definitely do such things.

"I won't drink the wine. Keep it for yourself and drink it slowly. Go back to bed later. Tomorrow, I will continue to interrogate the martial arts of those people from the six major sects." Lu Zhanke said.

Mu Yang kept not leaving, picked up the tea bowl on the table, poured two bowls, handed one to Lu Zhanke, and put the other one beside him and said, "Senior brother, I have something to do, we should change our medicine."

"It's only been a few days ago. You took Shixiang Soft Jin Powder and I took the antidote. Have you drunk too much and forgotten?" Lu Zhanke said unhappily.

"I haven't forgotten, but it seems that I'm taking the antidote." Mu Yang said.

"The antidote is on me. How can it be with you? Don't run around if you drink too much. It's easy to miss things. After drinking this cup, go back quickly." Lu Zhanke said.

"Show me, it's not too late to leave after I confirm it." Mu Yang cheated.

"Okay, okay, let me show you." Lu Zhanke wanted to send the drunk junior brother soon, and took out a large paper bag from the side and put it on the table.

"I see it now, I can go back now."

Mu Yang reached out to touch the table, and the bag of medicine powder was lost in an instant. Lu Zhanke was stunned at first, then immediately stood up and flew back to the wall, picked up his deer-headed crutch and pointed it at Mu Yang, "You are not my junior brother, who is it?"

Just now, I saw that incredible scene, which made Lu Zhanke nervous now. Even if he was a top master in the martial arts world, he would not dare to relax at this moment.
Chapter completed!