I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Li Mu hugged the woman horizontally and took two steps back to reduce the force of the impact so as not to hurt her.

"Firefly! Don't come down yet!"

Shen Sanniang, who was standing by, saw the woman's appearance clearly and became slightly angry.

The woman in Li Mu's arms called out in a soft voice, "Grandma."

He rolled sideways, jumped out of Li Mu's arms, stood next to Shen Sanniang, grinning.

Li Mu saw Mo Liuying's face clearly and forced himself to hold back his smile.

It was because Mo Liuying's face was completely black at this time, and her facial features were basically unrecognizable. She looked Li Mu up and down with her big watery eyes, and her white teeth showing through her grin were particularly dazzling.

"I've told you so many times, if you don't smile with your teeth showing, do you look like a girl at all?"

When Shen Sanniang saw Li Mu looking over here, she scolded Mo Liuying with some disappointment.

"profound!"

When Mo Liuying heard what Shen Sanniang said, she closed her mouth with some grievance.

Then he saw Mo Wuyan in the distance, his eyes turned, and he shouted at Mo Wuyan: "Grandpa, Xiaohua just came and said you were looking for me, what's the matter?"

When the stone wall suddenly exploded just now, Mo Wuyan had a bad feeling.

After confirming that she was his granddaughter, he became even more troubled.

Seeing Mo Liuying's face full of black and gray, he almost fainted.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Mu in the distance. He was elegant and dignified. Then he saw his granddaughter in this state, and felt that he had lost all his face in this life.

"It's Liuying. I almost didn't recognize her. She's grown taller and darker."

At this time, Mu Zhen laughed as if he was enjoying the fun.

"Liu Ying has met Grandpa Mu."

Mo Liuying then saw Mu Zhen and spoke crisply.

Mo Wuyan coughed twice, called Mo Liuying to his side, and whispered a few words to her.

Mo Liuying was shocked and exclaimed:

"real!"

She immediately flashed in front of Li Mu, looked him up and down, and said sweetly:

"Stand here and don't move. I'm going to get my weapons and I'll be back soon."

Without waiting for Li Mu to nod, he ran back through the hole that had been blown up before.

Shen Sanniang walked to Mo Wuyan with some dissatisfaction, raised her hand and pinched his waist, complaining:

"Liu Ying is already in such a state, and you still let her go to the competition."

Mo Wuyan sighed slightly: "It's already like this. Once we win, all our face will be back."

Shen Sanniang glared at Mo Wuyan and said to herself: "As a girl, even if she wins the fight, how can she have any face?"

Then he looked at Li Mu and asked tentatively: "Wu Yan, what do you think of Qing Yi?"

Mo Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Shen Sanniang with some doubt:

"You want to?"

Halfway through his speech, he shook his head and sighed, "Let's wait and see what happens to Liuying's temper."

As he was speaking, Mo Liuying had already returned to the hall.

In his hand was a straight, dark black knife.

It is somewhat similar to the Tang sword that Li Mu had seen, but it is longer overall.

Li Mu looked at Mo Liuying's dark face and wanted to laugh. "Is this girl so honest? She really just took the weapon."

At this time, Mo Liuying pointed his sword at Li Mu and said in a sweet voice: "Stand still and don't fight back. Let me have three moves first."

Hearing this, Li Mu was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"You are a man, but you don't agree to this."

Mo Liuying's watery eyes rolled around and she said in a tender voice,

"You just hugged me. Even my grandfather hasn't hugged me since I was six years old. You are the first man to hug me. Shouldn't you be responsible?"

Li Mu's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, "Who said she was stunned just now?"

"Hahahaha, Liuying is right. Qingyi, why not just let her take three moves?"

Without waiting for Li Mu to speak, Mu Zhen stroked his beard and spoke with a loud laugh.

In his opinion, even if Li Mu's hands and feet were tied up, with Li Mu's strong internal strength comparable to that of the first level, if he stood there and let Mo Liuying beat him for three days and three nights, Mo Liuying would probably be the first to collapse from exhaustion.

Li Mu glanced at Mu Zhen, and seeing that he had said so, he could only nod and say:

"Then let's get started. Finish early and eat early."

Hearing this, Mo Liuying chuckled and looked at Li Mu in confusion, "Where's your axe? Are you sure you want to fight me empty-handed?"

Li Mu was a little impatient and thought, "I'm not Draven, why do I need an axe? This girl has a nice voice, but she talks too much."

So, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, you can't conquer me with just your mouth."

Mo Liuying narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that she was looked down upon by Li Mu, and snorted delicately.

"Don't regret it."

Then he stomped his feet heavily and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, Mo Liuying appeared behind Li Mu and slashed at Li Mu's neck with an unsheathed straight knife.

Li Mu was slightly surprised. Although Mo Liuying looked young, her skills were even more powerful than Su Yuwei's back then.

But it was only a little more fierce. Li Mu crossed his arms across his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and leaned back, but his horse stance was firm.

While bending down to avoid the straight knife, he also raised his eyebrows at Mo Liuying.

Mu Zhen, who was watching the battle from a distance, had a red face and said with a smile:

"No wonder you are so confident. Liuying should have just turned 28, but she is already at the second level. You are really lucky, old man."

Mo Wuyan also smiled and looked at Li Mu in the field, praising him happily:

"You are a good disciple, but the movements look a little clumsy."

Mu Zhen was stunned, and turned to look at Li Mu. After a moment of silence, he muttered to himself in disbelief:

"So that's how it is. I thought it was because his Qinggong was too mediocre. I didn't expect it to be like this. Good, good, good!"

Mu Zhen said three good words in a row, and Mo Wuyan, who was standing beside him, was a little anxious. He kicked Mu Zhen's wheelchair and cursed:

"Well, tell me what you mean. Do you believe that I will dismantle this mechanical chair of yours and make you crawl back?"

Shen Sanniang didn't pay attention to what the two were talking about at first, but because of Li Mu's words just now, she didn't know what she thought of. Her old face turned red and she glared at Li Mu with some resentment.

I thought to myself, how could this boy be so outspoken? I don’t know whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally.

But Mu Zhen's three consecutive cheers aroused her interest and she focused her attention on the fight between the two people on the field.

"what?"

After a long while, Shen Sanniang suddenly uttered a cry of surprise. Mo Wuyan immediately grabbed Shen Sanniang's wrist and said anxiously:

"Sanniang, what do you see? What's so strange about this kid?"

Shen Sanniang hesitated and said uncertainly: "Qing Yi, it seems that he has never learned Qing Kung Fu."

Hearing this, Mo Wuyan frowned and looked at the field. After observing for a moment, he asked Mu Zhen, "Your disciple's main focus is on physical strength?"

Mu Zhen shook his head and stroked his beard. He was in a better mood than before and said in a brisk tone:

"Of course I don't have Qinggong, otherwise, why would I come to you for help?"

Mo Wuyan quietly placed his hand on Mu Zhen's wheelchair and said in a bad tone:

"I heard everything you said just now. Did you teach this disciple?"

"Let go!"

At this time, Mo Liuying's soft and lovely voice was heard from the scene. Although her tone was angry, her sweet voice made people feel more like a little girl acting coquettishly with her lover.

Li Mu held Mo Liuying's scabbard, shrugged, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo, three moves have passed."

"Okay! Then I'm going to do it for real."

As he spoke, Mo Liuying drew out his long sword, then took two steps back, holding the sword with both hands, spreading his feet slightly wider than his shoulders, slightly retracting his chin, and staring at Li Mu.

His little eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his cheeks were puffed up, and his expression was fierce, giving people a feeling of being fierce and aggressive.

Li Mu was looking at the straight knife. The blade was white all over, faintly flashing blue, and there were dragon patterns carved on it. Li Mu counted them and found that there were actually five claws.

Thinking of Shisui behind him, he felt like he was being outgunned in terms of weapons.

"Water Dragon Song?"

In the distance, Mu Zhen turned his head and looked at Mo Wuyan with a questioning look in his eyes.