Chapter 222

Just thinking about it, he saw the master hand over a glass of wine in front of him: "Miss Mu really feels like a heroine among women. If you don't start business and become a bandit, you must come to me."

Mu Zhi took the cup of wine with a smile, but she couldn't drink it for a long time.

The master looked at her hesitation and his face sank: "what's the matter? Miss mu, do you look down on the wine I gave you?"

Mu Zhihuan waved her hand and explained: "to tell you the truth, I used to run around for the shop, so I had a stomachache problem. If I didn't eat on time or drink this wine, I would feel bad when I went back. Therefore, I really can't drink this wine."

The head of the family stared at mu Zhihuan with his deep eyes for a long time. When mu Zhihuan thought he was going to be exposed, the head of the family suddenly smiled: "since it is so, you can't force you to drink and eat vegetables. This dish is the wild flavor of our mountain, which you can't eat anywhere else."

Looking at the full table of dishes, mu Zhihuan only felt a little greasy. When he wanted to say something, Mo Yi and the strong man came back with weapons.

I thought he would choose any weapon. Unexpectedly, Mo Yi just took a long sword.

The short sword to the long gun made Mu Zhi Huan frown. Although she didn't think it would be good for Mo Yi to win, there was no need to lose so badly?

Just thinking, the two had already fought.

To say that the strong man's strength is really great, he stabbed it with a long gun, and everything he went was destroyed.

The ink clothes are always defending because they have no advantage in weapons, and they seem a little embarrassed.

Mu Zhihuan looked at this scene and wanted to cover his eyes and let himself stop looking at the ink clothes and quilt, just press his head.

The head of the family looked at the two people fighting happily.

The two fought from the inside to the outside, and then to a grandstand. Finally, ink clothes seemed to have been beaten so badly that they had no strength to fight back. After that, the competition stopped.

Mu Zhihuan looked at Mo Yi painfully. Just now, it was clear that there were many times that the strong man could not use such a heavy hand.

Holding a breath in her heart, mu Zhihuan's tone was not good: "didn't you say a good competition? Shouldn't you stop?"

The head of the family also saw mu Zhihuan's displeasure, so he comforted: "maybe my second brother was excited and forgot to show mercy for a while, but don't worry, Miss mu. I looked at the injury of the ink coat. It's only skin injury. I'll go back and keep it for a few days."

Then he asked someone to help up the paralyzed ink clothes: "send the little brother down to have a rest."

Mu Zhihuan looked at the ink clothes dragged away by people like a dead dog. Her heart sank. She was about to go up. When she came out, she was gripped by Shen Zhiqiu.

Looking back at Shen Zhiqiu, mu Zhihuan saw from his eyes that he should calm down and don't act rashly.

So mu Zhihuan can only suppress her anger and comfort herself in her heart. When Gu Mingxuan comes, she wants this group of people to look good.

Before, he looked too high at the bandits. After all, seeing that he had taken in so many children, he thought he had a conscience even if he was a bandit, but he didn't expect that they could be so cruel to a guard. I don't think it's a good fault.

This time, when he returned to the table, the head of the family also saw that mu Zhihuan's face was bad: "this Wulin man, fighting and killing. It's very normal to be injured. It's no big deal."

Although he said so, he was obviously proud in the head's eyes. His second brother beat other people's bodyguards like that in two or three times. He was more or less proud: "brother Moyi's injury is not very serious. It won't take long to get better."

Then the master took up a bowl of wine and looked at mu Zhihuan's eyes with a touch of greed: "if Miss Mu doesn't feel at ease, why don't you stay in our stockade for a few more days? Wait until brother Moyi's injury is cured?"

Looking at this scene, mu Zhihuan was surprised to realize that he had been cheated. Before, he was completely unaware of the leader. Unexpectedly, he wanted to keep himself.

My heart sank, but I didn't show my face: "the head of the family doesn't mean he'll be fine soon. Then don't bother the head of the family. We have wound medicine in our house. We'll leave when he wakes up."

After saying that, mu Zhihuan got up: "I'm sorry to be the head of the family. My stomach is really uncomfortable. I won't eat the meal. You can eat it alone. I'll go and see my bodyguard first."

Without giving him a response, he directly took Shen Zhiqiu and left the main hall.

Looking at the back of Mu Zhihuan leaving, the head licked the corner of his lips: "yard, he almost succeeded. I didn't expect that since he doesn't drink!"

The strong man was still immersed in the pleasure of just cleaning up his ink clothes. He grinned: "I thought she could hire a powerful person to protect her. I didn't expect it to be such a counsellor."

The white head of the family only glanced at everyone's second brother: "all right, you have something to eat. There will be work to do later."

When mu Zhihuan and Shen Zhiqiu found the room where Mo Yi was resting, they found that Mo Yi was not inside

Mu Zhihuan's eyebrows wrinkled tightly together, and then she turned and looked at Shen Zhiqiu: "do you know something?"

Shen Zhiqiu glanced at the blood on the sheet, then frowned and thought for a moment: "I'm not sure, but looking at the competition between Mo Yi and the strong man just now, I feel that Mo Yi should have left behind. After all, I may not be able to deal with him. How can such a reckless man defeat him so easily."

It was like verifying the words of God's autumn. As soon as his voice fell to the ground, ink clothes jumped in from the window.

Mo Yi wiped a thin sweat on his face: "yes, I just want to take this opportunity to go out and inform the master, so that they'd better hurry now while the first and second leaders are in the house."

Mu Zhihuan looked at master Mo Yi, who didn't seem to be badly hurt. The stone in his heart fell to the ground: "why don't you tell me? It really scared me to death. I almost rushed up to argue with them."

Mo Yi touched his nose awkwardly: "there's no way, right? Suddenly I can't wink with you."

"Forget it, you're fine. What shall we do now? Shall we leave?"

To tell the truth, mu Zhihuan really wants to leave now. After all, the master's plot against her has been so obvious. Mu Zhihuan is afraid that there will be other changes if he stays here a little longer.