That night, two men in black appeared in the courtyard of the county magistrate. One man in black stuck a straw into the house along the window and blew in a strong breath, causing a mist to drift away.

The county magistrate, who was sleeping soundly with Mrs. Rou in his arms, took a breath, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly. He seemed to be sleeping even deeper.

Mrs. Rou carefully moved away the fat body that was pressing on her, got off the bed quietly, put on a cloak, and left the room.

Seeing Mrs. Rou's sneaky back, the two men in black looked at each other and flew towards the courtyard next to them.

At this moment, Li'er was sleeping on the bed, and Jun Mobai was leaning on the narrow soft couch beside him, curled up slightly.

It is true that this soft couch is too narrow and cannot compare with that wide and soft bed.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the sleeping person on the bed. Unfortunately, the night was too dark and he couldn't see his face clearly. Based on Li'er's even breathing, Jun Mobai could tell that his Li'er was asleep.

His Lier?

In the dark night, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Jun Mobai's mouth.

Hey, Li'er is his?

It seems so, but it seems not.

"Who!" Jun Mobai sternly said.

There was a sparse sound on the roof, as if tiles were falling.

"You two are here, just show up." Jun Mobai flew out of the window and stood in the yard, saying sternly.

When he stepped out, he saw two dark figures.

"Haha...haha...you little bastard, how dare you threaten me!" A strong voice came from above the roof, and his words seemed to be mixed with madness.

Jun Mobai frowned.

An old man fell from the sky.

The moonlight was hazy, so I couldn't see the old man's expression clearly, but his clothes were ragged, probably... very tattered.

"Who are you? The two men in black just now, are you accomplices?" Jun Mobai frowned, suppressed his anger, and asked coldly.

"Damn it, I don't know anyone in black, but this mansion used to be my residence!" The old man was a little angry, scratched his messy hair, and showed a ferocious face.

The white teeth are very obvious.

The old man's roar directly attracted all the palace servants in the courtyard. Instantly, the courtyard was brightly lit.

A group of people surrounded the old man.

When someone woke me up in the middle of the night, the housekeeper was very angry and said, "Where are you from, this crazy old man? Get out now. If you don't get out, the government officials will arrest you and put you in jail soon!"

"What a loud tone. When I was traveling around, you didn't know where to make a living from a dog's mouth. Get out of here!" When the old man heard the housekeeper calling him a crazy old man, he suddenly became fierce and rolled up his sleeves, as if

Let's do something big.

Jun Mobai had a headache. Who are these people?

"Madman, you'd better be wiser. If you don't leave, you'll be beaten to death with sticks!" The housekeeper became even more angry when he saw his rude words.

As soon as the servants heard the butler's words, they all raised their stick-holding hands together, and the formation looked like they were going to beat him to death with sticks.

The old man looked at a group of people holding sticks, looking like they were scratching their heads, and suddenly laughed up to the sky, shouting, "The tiger fell flat and was bullied by the dog, haha... bully my shadow, it's over, the shadow... it's over...

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He laughed maniacally and jumped up the wall.

By the time everyone calmed down, they had already disappeared.

Mu Li, who was in the room, had already woken up after hearing the sound. She got up from the couch and stood in front of the window, watching everything that happened outside without making a move.

Muli's heart suddenly tightened when she heard the word "Shadow", and her intuition told her that this old man was no ordinary person.

Shadow Zong, Shadow Trace?

She immediately thought of Gu Beichen.

Does this old man know him?

Her Qinglian, Gu Beichen, Shadow Trace Technique...

What's going on?

In this chaotic yard, Gu Beichen didn't even come out to take a look. How could they still sleep peacefully despite such a big movement?

Thinking like this, Mu Li slipped out quietly.

She moved forward, and for some reason, she just believed that she could catch up with the old man.

Sure enough, after chasing him to a small Fengqiu, the old man sat down.

"Girl, come out!" the old man suddenly said with a smile.

Mu Li was startled and without thinking much, he ducked out from behind the tree.

"Senior is really powerful. I think I am not weak in martial arts, but I can't hide it from my senior." Mu Li cupped his hands and said respectfully.

"Hmph!" The old man sneered coldly, turning a deaf ear to Mu Li's flattery. He stood up from the mound, dusted off his buttocks, and planned to continue walking forward.

"Senior, wait a minute!" Mu Li became anxious and quickly took a few steps forward to stop him. He couldn't help but grab his arm.

The old man made a backhand, fast and hard, quickly counterattacked, and directly grabbed her shoulders.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to break free.

In an instant, she turned cold and angry, and suddenly stepped forward, raising her hand to counterattack, but the old man didn't give her any chance.

With a sudden palm wind, it struck towards Mu Li.

Mu Li had no time to dodge and instinctively closed his eyes.

In an instant, the entire space condensed.

There was not even a hint of wind.

After a moment of relief, Mu Li slowly opened his eyes.

The scene in front of her shocked her.

"Master!" she shouted.

The person who came was none other than the Holy Son of Xuanji, yes, the Holy Son of Xuanji, not Jun Mobai, nor Mr. Ming.

What reflected in front of Mu Li's eyes was the immortal face of Saint Xuanji.

And the old man was holding his neck with one hand, unable to breathe.

Mu Li's eyes turned red and she almost forgot that this man was already her husband.

"Li'er, stand behind me." Jun Mobai said softly.

Mu Li stood over obediently without saying a word.

She can't help herself. She is the most obedient in front of Master.

Mu Li thought so, so he naturally moved over, not behind Jun Mobai, but stood beside them.

"Girl, is he your master?" The old man stared at his scarlet eyes and tried hard to speak.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The old man was choked by his master. His voice was hoarse and it was very difficult to speak.

"Shut up!" Jun Mobai suddenly increased his strength and his eyes turned scarlet.

Mu Li trembled, and the old man suddenly fell to the ground.

"He...is dead?" Mu Li's voice trembled slightly, and his heart felt uneasy and inexplicably mixed with disappointment.

"He can't die. He should be from Shadow Trace. You have to ask Mr. Gu." Jun Mobai said coldly.

Hearing this, Mu Li raised her eyes and looked at him with a look of disbelief on her face, "How did you...?" She did not ask further.

What she actually wanted to say was, why did he use illusion again?

"This old man knows Saint Xuanji." Jun Mobai said simply without explaining.

Mu Li was stunned. What do you mean? Even if he knows you, what's the secret?

Forget it, this Jun Mobai was sometimes the Prince of War, and sometimes the Holy Son of Xuanji, which all confused her.

Simply, Xiao Yun'er said, all these are the tribulations of the mortal world.

Everything is an illusion, can’t it be taken as real?

Mu Li glanced at the old man on the ground and sighed.

"How to deal with him?" Mu Li asked.

"Go to Northern Xinjiang tomorrow and take him with you." Jun Mobai said coldly.
Chapter completed!