Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"Are you going back?" Li Shanxi asked her.

Mu Yan nodded.

"In that case, you still have a little mouse to deal with."

Li Shanxi's words had no beginning or end, but suddenly made the atmosphere tense.

Mu Yan quickly became cautious, she felt the changes around her, Mu Yan closed her eyes, and immediately sensed the spirit body hiding in the corner.

Wan Muyan threw a silver needle in that direction.

The man quickly stepped out of it, and she looked at Mu Yan very cautiously, with a smile on her face.

"It turns out that all the gods are like this." Zhao smiled brightly.

As soon as Mu Muyan saw her, there was a surge of anger in her heart.

Zhao is very cunning, selfish and troublesome.

"So? What are you here for now?"

Wan Muyan gradually touched the needles in her hand tightly. From the beginning, she felt that there was something wrong with this person.

"I just wanted to look for you. When I met you and saw you for the first time, I found out that you are exactly the same as her."

Mrs. Zhao wanted to approach them.

Wan Muyan's eyes instantly became cold and sharp, as if we would ignore the people in front of us as long as they took a step closer to them without authorization.

Mrs. Zhao stood in front of them and smiled.

"At that time, I thought it was very strange. How can a person who has forgotten everything bring a woman who is so similar to the original me to the classroom?"

Wan Muyan continued to analyze with Mrs. Zhao in a low voice.

"It's just me being proactive."

Wan Muyan touched the thin needle, her heart and eyes full of caution.

Zhao shi smiled and took another half step towards her.

Wan Muyan finally frowned unbearably, raised the needle in his hand, and pointed the three needle points at the woman in front of him.

Women don't seem to feel the slightest sense of oppression.

She approached her fearlessly.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as I can make you disappear from this world."

As he spoke, the alchemist suddenly threw white powder towards her.

Wan Muyan immediately raised her hand, covering her mouth and nose.

Li Shanxi hurriedly hid aside, frowning, looking up at the chaotic scene in front of him.

He closed his eyes, and then began to speak the incantation.

As he finished his spell, another small and young voice appeared in this place.

That was He Zifu.

He Zifu stood on the road in some confusion. He Zifu raised his hand and turned to look at the two people who were fighting.

He reacted immediately, and the dart appeared in his hand in an instant.

He Zifu flicked the dart in his hand.

Mrs. Zhao dodged in a hurry. She stared at the foreign aid He Zifu who was teleported from another place, and then smiled ironically.

"I didn't expect you to rely on your enemy to help you fight now."

As soon as Zhao's words came out, both He Zifu and Wan Muyan were obviously taken aback.

Wan Muyan turned her head and looked at He Zifu. The little boy's coldness and incomprehension all along had a reasonable explanation at this moment.

It was only then that Mu Yan discovered the similarities between this person and that thing.

It turned out that the child's indifference was not without reason.

"You actually want to let a thing that makes his soul fly away to save you, then you must fail."

After saying this, she threw her hand towards He Zifu again.