Yue Lin narrowed his eyes.

With a whoosh.

Be careful that Mu Sen, who was following Yue Lin, was gone.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Zhou Ting, gritted his teeth and slapped him again and threw him down.

Zhou Ting is just a descendant of a friend of an inner disciple in the Qingmu Gate. The ancestor of the Zhou family asked for help at some cost, and then asked Mu Sen, the personal disciple, for a greater price, to be qualified to enter the Qingmu Gate and become a registered disciple.

Mu Sen would have to be several steps higher than the inner disciple, and Yue Lin is the beloved disciple of Elder Qingluo. Even if his master Bai Li showed his identity, he would be gentle. How dare you, a guy who has not yet become a registered disciple, be so rude, and who wouldn't beat him if you don't hit him?

If it weren't for the fact that he had received the benefits this time, he was a little embarrassed and could not do anything, he would have slapped the idiot to death just now.

Bang!

Zhou Ting didn't see who was hitting him clearly, so he turned black in front of him, and then flew out again, falling to the street several feet away.

After Mu Sen finished playing, he took out a small square seal from his sleeve and threw it into the hands of Zhou Ting's leading guard, and said coldly: "No matter what method you use, let this idiot shut up, otherwise, you and him will die."

The leading guard subconsciously caught Fang Yin, and only glanced at him, his face changed drastically, even his body trembled, and he knelt down tremblingly and said, "I will follow the orders of my ancestors!"

The small square seal was engraved with a few words, Zhou Yuanshan.

This is the ancestor of the Zhou family, Zhou Ting's grandfather, and the real helmsman of the entire Zhou family. Even Zhou Ting's father dare not disobey one or two, let alone Zhou Ting's grandchildren?

"Why don't you get over and let him shut up?" Mu Sen's face turned cold when he saw the guard leader still kneeling there.

The head guard ran over, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and then he clenched Zhou Ting's head with another palm, and he simply knocked him unconscious.

After doing all this, the guard leader breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure on his body was lightened.

Just because Mu Sen's low shout just now had too much force on him, he felt that if Zhou Ting really said another word, he would definitely die, and Zhou Ting would definitely die.

The guard leader dared not make fun of his life, so he used the most direct and effective method.

Fan Zimo's eyes fluttered and he kept aiming at Yue Lin. In just a short moment, her understanding of Yue Lin was once again raised. She was not thinking about how to win over the other party, but how to use the power of the entire family to form an alliance or even please him.

Xu Qingmu's heart was dead. He no longer knew how to face what was going to happen next.

What's even more terrifying is that not only him, but even his father Xu Wanshan, and even the entire Xu family in Heishui County, may face a great disaster, a great disaster caused by him.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingmu turned his head and looked at Qi Jun with great resentment, and had already determined the death penalty for the Bai Mucheng boss.

Qi Jun didn't feel Xu Qingmu's murderous gaze at all. He lowered his head, his hands and legs kept trembling, and muttering to himself like a loss of his soul.

"How could this happen? Why did things turn out like this? Didn't he become a fool by lightning? Even if he wasn't struck by lightning, the guy named Yue was just an ordinary person with some strength! Why did he suddenly become like this!"

"No, it shouldn't be like this. I must not just accept my fate and wait for death!"

"Yes, Sword Madman, Sword Madman Qingyi Taoist! As long as the Sword Madman Qingyi kills Yue Lin, I..."

Qi Jun was worried about losing his heart and madness and he had completely lost the dignity and confidence brought by the owner of Baibing Tower, and was completely confused.

The city lord's mansion two streets away from Wanfu Business, Zheng Tong, the city lord of Baimu City, looked as if he was ashen. He listened to the report of the servant kneeling in front of him. He didn't say a word for a long time. It was not until the old servant at home woke him up softly and sighed: "Although I did not appear in Wanfu Business, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he sighed again: "It's too late, it's over!"

The old servant mustered up the courage and said to Zheng Tong: "Master, now that things have come to this point, you should think about how to seek profit and avoid harm!"

Zheng Tong covered his forehead with his hands and said in a weak way: "Try to profit and avoid harm? Something happened to my young master on the ground. Do you tell me how I should seek profit and avoid harm?"

The old servant said with his ears: "Even if the master has already detested the Zhou family, isn't there a great god in our Baimu City?"

Zheng Tong suddenly sat upright, "What do you mean, that Yue fool in the refining Feng!?"

The old servant was shocked and didn't care about the difference between master and servant. He immediately covered Zheng Tong's mouth tightly and said anxiously: "Master, no matter what the word "fool" is, you must not mention it in the future!"

Zheng Tong was scared and sweated. Not only did he not blame the old servant for his rudeness, but instead grabbed his arm and said, "You have been following me for decades. At this time, it is still showing the old man's loyalty!"

"Although it is a dangerous move under the sect of Mr. Yue, I have no choice but to take a risk. But, what should I do?"

The old servant bowed and said, "Has the master forgotten that Mr. Yue is very interested in the mine outside our Baimu City?"

"Yes!" Zheng Tong stood up suddenly, quickly circling around the house, and kept saying: "No matter whether Mr. Yue is really interested in the mine, it is true that he has been in the mine before and has not come out. As the lord of Baimu City, I still have this little power!"

"Besides," Zheng Tong smiled gloomyly: "That old guy Qi Jun probably can't escape this disaster. I can use it myself, plus all the mines in Baibing Tower, so I should be able to give Mr. Yue a big gift!"

The same scene also happened in Bai Dan's mansion.

Just when Zheng Tong was ready to rub his hands and was so busy that his feet were not touching the ground, the doorman came to report that Bai Dan had arrived outside the door.

Zheng Tong and Bai Dan conspired in the secret room for a long time, and Bai Dan left quickly.

Inside the refining horn.

Yue Lin and Mu Sen sat opposite him, and standing next to him was Fan Zimo, a lady from the Fan family. She made tea for the two of them like a butterfly with her plain hands, and then quietly retreated to serve her.

Yue Lin picked up the porcelain cup and sipped it lightly, nodded and praised: "Ms. Fan's tea ceremony is quite extraordinary. You will taste bitter and then sweet, and the lips and teeth will leave fragrance. It's good, good!"

"It's a pity that I don't have any good tea here, but Ms. Fan's craftsmanship has been covered with dust."
Chapter completed!