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

Li Mu didn't want to have a conflict with King Yan. The people in Yanshan City were still looking for him. If he was exposed, there would be troubles in the future.

After all, he still didn't know whether Su Yuwei's elders wanted to kill him or the one who died at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

So facing the King of Yan's violent attack, Li Mu could only dodge, and when he really couldn't avoid it, he just raised his hand to parry.

However, King Yan's expression became more solemn. He had already tried his best, but he still couldn't defeat the young man in front of him. It seemed that he was able to do it with ease.

At this time, the wife of Prince Yan below, seeing that Prince Yan was not in the upper hand, was also shocked by Li Mu's kung fu, but it did not last long. She knew that Prince Yan's kung fu was average to begin with, and his martial arts were mostly in the art of spearmanship. He took a tough approach, and his strong point was fighting on the battlefield.

Then she uttered a sweet sigh,

"My Lord, take the gun!"

He threw the spear in his hand towards King Yan.

King Yan took the spear and hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was a bit embarrassing for him to use weapons to deal with such a junior.

The princess in the audience understood the King of Yan's concerns and shouted:

"Your Majesty, quickly capture this thief, lest he alert the servants later."

The King of Yan was not a pedantic person. When he heard the word "thief", he had no worries. There was no need to be picky about means when dealing with the enemy.

Shanshan, who was standing by, was extremely anxious. She tried to help several times, but was glared at by the princess. Seeing that the Prince of Yan now had a weapon in his hand, she made up her mind and imitated the Princess of Yan, shouting:

"Master, take the sword."

At the same time, he threw the heavy sword in his hand towards Li Mu.

King Yan, who was attacking Li Mu with a spear, hesitated for a moment when he saw this scene. He pointed the spear tip at the heavy sword, drew a circle in the air, and then swung it and threw the heavy sword to Li Mu.

Li Mu took the heavy sword, looked at King Yan meaningfully, then turned to look at Shan Shan with gratitude in his eyes.

"This girl, you still dare to call me master at this time. Fine! If you take a fancy to a young man in the future, I will help you tie him up and beat him until he surrenders."

Li Mu was somewhat touched by Shanshan's behavior, and thought that as the president of the Appearance Association, he actually began to like this fat girl.

Princess Yan glanced at Shanshan calmly, thinking to herself,

"This young man is actually Shanshan's master. It's true that he is so capable at such a young age. He deserves the title."

"Boy, now you can finally die with a clear conscience."

When the King of Yan saw Li Mu taking the heavy sword, he did not hesitate and said a few polite words, meaning that Li Mu should not show mercy, then he raised his spear and attacked Li Mu.

Li Mu held the long-lost heavy sword in his hand, and recalled the scene of his encounter with Zhao Chuyi outside the thatched cottage that day. He subconsciously used "Qian Yuan Liu Wu" to fight the enemy.

At this time, with the support of true energy in his body, his moves became more agile.

Of course, Li Mu would not use up all his true energy in one breath like he did last time and called it "Ten Times Kaio-ken". Li Mu would naturally not make the same mistake twice.

Princess Yan, who was watching the two men's fight, gradually turned into shock with a solemn look in her eyes. She couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Qian Yuan Liu Wu!"

The King of Yan, who was already somewhat overwhelmed, heard these words, and the doubt in his eyes suddenly turned into enlightenment. Just as Li Mu was about to chop his face with a sword, he hurriedly shouted:

"Don't fight, don't fight!"

Hearing this, Li Mu promptly stopped the sword above King Yan's head. Due to King Yan's previous action of handing over the sword, if it were not for a life-and-death feud, Li Mu did not want to really hurt this prince who guarded the border.

The King of Yan carefully pushed Li Mu's sword away from his eyes and said with a smile:

"Boy, your kung fu is good, why don't you drink in the house?"

Li Mu frowned and was about to refuse, when Zhao Chuyi, who was neatly dressed, ran out of the house and jumped to Li Mu's side.

After taking a look at Prince Yan's expression, he had an idea and thought that Prince Yan seemed to be very optimistic about Li Mu, which might be a good thing, so he hurriedly persuaded Li Mu to stay.

Li Mu glanced at Zhao Chuyi beside him, thought for a moment,

"Anyway, this King Yan is no match for me, and I still have a move I haven't tried yet, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

So he nodded and jumped off the roof with Zhao Chuyi.

"Hahahaha, Ping'er, hurry up and order someone to prepare a banquet. This prince wants to have a few drinks with this brat."

Princess Yan took the spear handed to her, glanced at Zhao Chuyi, replied yes, and left first.

Li Mu walked up to Shanshan and handed the heavy sword to her. He wanted to show some master style and touch his disciple's head, but his hand suddenly froze in the air when it was halfway extended. He suddenly found that he could not reach Shanshan's head.

Shanshan seemed to see Li Mu's intention. She was delighted and quickly bent down and put her head close to Li Mu.

Li Mu held his hand in the air, not knowing whether to touch it or to retract it. The scene suddenly became awkward.

Seeing that Li Mu hadn't moved for a long time, Shan Shan arched her head forward and signaled Li Mu to "touch it quickly!"

Seeing this, Li Mu had no choice but to rub Shanshan's hair with an embarrassed look on his face, thinking

"I am a 5'80" tall man, but in front of this 2-meter tall girl, I look a little crippled."

After Shanshan received Li Mu's "reward", she was still a little unsatisfied, but seeing that Li Mu was unwilling to continue, she didn't know what to say. She held the sword and retreated behind Zhao Chuyi with a happy face.

Zhao Chuyi rolled her eyes at Shanshan and cursed in a low voice:

"Look, whose maid are you?"

It was then that the King of Yan realized that the seedling he had his eyes on was plucked by this kid. He felt a little indignant and planned to teach Li Mu a lesson at the dinner table later.

He took two steps forward and smiled at the three people:

"Chuyi, just take a good rest. I'll talk to this kid. Go and be obedient."

Zhao Chuyi was naturally a little unhappy. She had finally met Li Mu, and the passion in her heart had not yet dissipated. As the saying goes, a short separation is better than a new marriage.

However, he did not dare to disobey King Yan's wishes, so he nodded and agreed. Then he winked at Li Mu, indicating that Li Mu should go without worry.

Li Mu was a little disappointed when he saw that Zhao Chuyi was not with him, but since he had already agreed, he had no choice but to accept it. He walked towards the main hall with the King of Yan, thinking in his heart,

"Alright, we can also discuss the tone of the King of Yan and see if the sister of the late King of Yan's wife is targeting me."

So, the two of them walked towards the main hall, each with their own thoughts.

When they arrived at the main hall, the food and wine had only been half served when the Prince of Yan left on the pretext of urging them to order more food and wine. Li Mu did not think much about it.

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Back hall.

Prince Yan pulled Princess Yan and asked in a low voice:

"Did you see it clearly? Are you sure it is Qian Yuan Liu Wu?"

Princess Yan rolled her eyes at King Yan and asked,

"You've been fighting him for so long, you don't know it yourself."

Hearing this, King Yan scratched his head and said with a silly smile:

"It just looks familiar to me, but I'm not sure."

Princess Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw the naive look of Prince Yan. Who could have thought that the mighty god of death on the battlefield would be like this in private.

"You, really."

Then he pulled the King of Yan to sit on a chair beside him and said sternly:

"I'm not mistaken. What that kid used was indeed the Qian Yuan Liu Wu. I've watched my father practice martial arts since I was a child. I can't be mistaken!"

"He is you..."

Prince Yan looked at Princess Yan in disbelief, his mouth opened into a big O.