"Squeak!" Xuanli, who was previously held in Mu Shan's arms, was casually thrown to the side by Mu Shan and fell to the ground, letting out a painful hissing sound. "Zhang Jue, oh no, great master." Mu Shan suddenly grabbed Zhang Jue's right arm, as if grasping the last life-saving straw, with a hint of prayer in his trembling voice: "If, I mean, if that A smelly duck flew over our village, then, then." When Mu Shan said this, his voice seemed to be blocked by some invisible things in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not say anything. Zhang Jiao gently brushed Mu Shan's big hand away, but it seemed like it had been touched by two iron pincers. It didn't move at all. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Little brother, I understand how you feel, but it's a pity." Mu Shan interrupted Zhang Jiao With his words, he said hurriedly: "You are a great teacher and there are countless living people. You can save them, right?" "Little brother, let go first. Let's find a place to have a good chat first." Zhang Jiao's expression It started to turn a little white, and Mu Shan's strength unknowingly increased during the violent fluctuations in his emotions. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that the bones of his hand would have been crushed by Mu Shan. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I lost my etiquette just now in a moment of impatience. Please don't take offense at the great teacher." Only then did Mu Shan realize his rudeness. He quickly retracted his hands, looked at Zhang Jiao sheepishly, and said: "If you don't mind the great sage, you can come and sit at my home. My home is in the village at the foot of the mountain." "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders, so I will bother you for a few days." Zhang Jiao said with a smile: "Brother, Please lead the way." "Okay, let's leave now." Mu Shan was about to leave, then he realized that there seemed to be something missing in his hand. He looked around and saw that the original Xuanli was being hugged by Lian Muxue. In his arms, he closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed Lian Muxue's touch: "That" Mu Shan wanted to get Xuanli back and give it to Xiu Niang, but when he thought that he wanted something from Zhang Jiao, he suddenly felt a little shorter. , I can¡¯t even say what I want back. Lian Muxue looked at Mu Shan without any emotion and said in a stiff tone: "It is the same species as me. Give it to me." "It is the same species as you. It is just a fox and is the same species as you." Mu Shan Feeling that his mind was turning into a ball of mush and he was confused about the situation, he quickly stepped forward, leaned into Zhang Jiao's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Great Master, your friend, why are you talking so nonsense?" "Isn't it a bit like that?" "Little brother, Taoist friend Mu Xue has lived in seclusion in the mountains for a long time and has never experienced the world, so I don't understand the ways of the world. Please forgive me for any abruptness in my words." Zhang Jiao looked at it. Lian Muxue and Xuanli, who was held in his arms, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Little brother, Taoist friend Muxue has a close relationship with this Xuanli. I wonder if you can make it easier for me to move this Xuanli." "Send it to fellow Taoist Mu Xue." Mu Shan murmured in a low voice: "So that's how it is. No wonder it looks cold, like a piece of ice that has lasted ten thousand years, without any human touch." Mu Shan walked up to Xiong Jing and grabbed Xiong Jing's thick body. With thick fur, under the extremely shocked eyes of Zhang Jiao and others, he lifted the bear spirit's huge body on his shoulders, walked to Zhang Jiao with ease, and said: "Since it is a friend of the great sage and good teacher who wants it, I refuse to take it. That's it. Great Master, it's getting late, let's go down the mountain quickly. The meat of Xiong Jing is very filling, and with two jars of fine wine, it will be the same as the Chinese New Year. Please have a good meal, great virtuous teacher." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net.