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

Li Mu stood there, thinking about what Li Ling'er had said before.

"You always speak only half of your words. Why don't you tell me how lucky you are?"

Then, Li Mu tried to use the method in the bamboo slips to feel the faint true Qi in his body. What surprised him was that the airflow that he could only vaguely feel before now felt obviously much fuller.

But when he tried to mobilize this true energy, he always failed.

Although Li Mu was confused, he was not in a hurry. In his opinion, as long as he was not standing still, it was a good thing.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Xiao Zhao and said:

"Xiao Zhao, go get your weapons and practice with me."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao glanced at Su Yuwei beside her, her face flushed, and she hesitated for a while, but in the end she was unwilling to go against Li Mu's wishes, and ran into the house.

Su Yuwei, who was standing by, looked at the two of them with a puzzled look on her face, thinking

"Maybe I misunderstood and he meant something else by practice."

Then, a delicate little girl was seen running out of the house carrying a huge axe that was taller than her.

Su Yuwei tried hard to suppress her smile, and then she realized that if this happened to her, she would probably be a little embarrassed.

While thinking about the content of the mental method, Li Mu raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Xiao Zhao.

"I am coming."

Xiao Zhao carried the huge axe, said "hmm" softly, and rushed towards Li Mu.

However, in just a moment, with a scream, the giant axe in Xiao Zhao's hand was knocked away by Li Mu.

Li Mu hurried forward to check.

"Are you okay, Xiao Zhao?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao waved his hands hastily, speaking anxiously.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't blame me, it's all because of Xiao Zhao's uselessness."

Seeing that Xiao Zhao was fine, Li Mu gently rubbed Xiao Zhao's hair and said lovingly:

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao showed a happy smile on his face.

"Young Master is so awesome."

"Alright, alright, this little girl is totally unwilling to fight with you, I'll practice with you."

Su Yuwei, who was standing by, finally couldn't stand their Qiong Yao-style performance anymore and spoke up reluctantly.

Li Mu looked back at her in surprise and said teasingly:

"Then you are willing to give it up?"

Hearing Li Mu's teasing, Su Yuwei's blush flashed away, and she snorted softly.

"To fight or not to fight, so much nonsense."

Seeing Su Yuwei so heroic, Li Mu stopped talking nonsense, drew out the sword in his hand, threw it to Su Yuwei, held the scabbard himself, and raised his eyebrows at Su Yuwei.

Su Yuwei caught the sword and was stunned for a moment. Then a cunning look flashed through her eyes. She thought to herself:

"You asked for this."

Without any delay, he raised his hand and attacked Li Mu.

Su Yuwei's kung fu was obviously much better than Xiao Zhao's. After a few moves, Li Mu was already at a disadvantage.

Then, with a slap, Su Yuwei slapped Li Mu's butt with her sword.

Li Mu, who felt pain in his buttocks, frowned and glared at Su Yuwei fiercely, thinking,

"You little bitch, wait and see how I deal with you tonight."

Su Yuwei seemed to have seen through Li Mu's thoughts. Her face turned a little angry and embarrassed, and her moves became more fierce. She used a set of sword techniques that I taught my son, and beat Li Mu until he screamed.

Li Mu held the scabbard in one hand and rubbed his painful butt with the other, howling like a ghost for a while and staring at Su Yuwei fiercely.

Su Yuwei was very happy when she saw this scene. The corner of her mouth raised a beautiful arc. She held the long sword and did not move forward. She stood aside with interest, watching Li Mu show off.

When the pain in his back eased slightly, Li Mu looked at Su Yuwei who was looking smug beside him, feeling very upset.

He held the scabbard in his hand forward a little, not caring about any sword moves, raised the scabbard in his hand, and rushed towards Su Yuwei.

Su Yuwei, who was secretly rejoicing, saw Li Mu attacking her again. She immediately frowned her beautiful eyebrows. She felt that Li Mu's temperament was completely different from before, and hurriedly raised her sword to parry.

The two people were originally attacking and defending each other, but soon it turned into Li Mu's one-sided attack.

Su Yuwei originally felt that she could not withstand it, but Li Mu kept attacking from behind her, so she was able to exchange a few moves with Li Mu.

While Li Mu was obsessed with revenge, Su Yuwei raised her sword and aimed it at Li Mu's neck.

Li Mu saw through Su Yuwei's plan at a glance, and subconsciously raised his hand, flicking his fingertips towards the sword, preparing to take advantage of Su Yuwei's soft sword to make a good move.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a loud bang was heard at the intersection of the fingertips and the sword.

Then Su Yuwei felt a great force transmitted from the sword to the palm of her hand. She could no longer hold the sword in her hand and it slashed towards Su Yuwei's neck.

Li Mu was shocked when he saw this. Without having time to wonder why this happened, he reached out and grabbed the sword.

At the critical moment, Li Mu held the sword firmly in his palm, and the sharp blade stopped on Su Yuwei's snow-white neck, oozing blood.

Without waiting for Li Mu to have time to care about Su Yuwei, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the rooftop in the distance, frowning.

He listened carefully to the guards around him and found nothing unusual.

Li Mu was confused.

"Is this another illusion?"

Then he remembered that he had just seen blood flowing from Su Yuwei's neck, and hurriedly looked back.

At this time, Su Yuwei opened her mouth slightly and stared at Li Mu with her eyes wide open.

Li Mu hurriedly checked Su Yuwei's wound and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's just a scratch. Don't worry, this wound won't leave a scar."

Su Yuwei seemed not to hear what Li Mu said, and murmured,

"How old are you? Taoism is really so magical."

Li Mu didn't understand what Su Yuwei meant for a moment, and answered casually,

"About twenty, I don't remember."

"Son."

At this time, Xiao Zhao, who was watching the fight on the side, also took out the medicine and bandages. Seeing that Su Yuwei only had a minor skin abrasion, he only handed her the medicine.

"How did you train, you monster?"

Su Yuwei finally came to her senses and spoke to Li Mu tentatively.

Li Mu was also stunned when he heard this.

"How would I know? I've never practiced."

But her mouth was full of flowers,

"I haven't practiced much. I usually just take medicinal baths and tease the maids."

Li Mu looked as if he was saying, 'Yes, this young master is just that powerful.'

Su Yuwei was shocked when she heard this.

"After that day, I did feel that my skills had improved. I originally thought it was an illusion, but now I think, could it be him?"

Su Yuwei looked at Li Mu with a complicated expression. After a while, she snorted coldly and turned away.

"Taoism and monks, bah."

Li Mu and Xiao Zhao were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Xiao Zhao, did I say something wrong?"

Li Mu looked at Xiao Zhao with a puzzled look.

"Sir, how can you say that about yourself? Miss Yuwei is a girl after all, how can she listen to your nonsense?"

Xiao Zhao was not sure in her heart, but when she thought about how good her young master was, she thought that Su Yuwei must like her young master and was shy about it.

Li Mu shrugged his shoulders, stopped talking, and looked down at his fingers, his eyes full of confusion.

At this time, in the backyard of the palace.

A woman in white took off the veil from her face and walked towards the hall in the middle of the lake.

"Sister Hanrui, please try the tea I just brewed."

Xu Youzhi in the hall saw the woman and stood up happily to greet her.

"I love to listen to you, little girl. I'm old now, how can I still call you sister?"

The woman in white looked at the girl in front of her with gentle eyes and a doting tone.

Hearing this, Xu Youzhi lowered her head and smiled secretly, but did not answer.

Afterwards, the two of them sat in the hall. The woman in white picked up the teacup in front of her but did not drink it.

Thinking about the scene he had just seen, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"It should be less than the first level yet, but it looks like it will be ready soon. Good boy, I underestimated you."