Mu San's expression was tense, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He stepped out from the crowd, cupped his hands, and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Excuse me, sir, why do you choose to be enemies with the Dark Moon Pavilion and the Soul-Destroying Sect? Aren't you afraid of our Dark Moon Pavilion Master and Blood Shadow Sect Master?"
A sly smirk played at the corner of the man's mouth, his eyes filled with disdain. Before anyone could react, he swooped down from the treetops like a bird, his speed astonishing.
He grabbed Mu San's shoulders as easily as a ghost, and then held him and flew to the top of the tree like a kite!
Seeing this, the Sword Spirit was furious. His eyes were burning with flames of anger. He flew forward like an arrow, wanting to rescue Mu San.
At the same time, Shang Lu, Du Zhong and Du Heng also flew forward without hesitation. They held long swords in their hands, made sharp sword moves, and slashed at the man together with endless murderous intent.
However, the man used Mu San as a shield, skillfully using him to block the attack. This sudden change made the men nervous, and they hurriedly retracted their swords, fearing they would accidentally injure Mu San. Each of them landed on a different branch, their eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
Mu San glanced at the little snake in his arms and signaled it with his eyes: Go ahead! Bite this man to death!
The little snake looked at Mu San as if he were an idiot and spat at him, as if saying that he was a blockhead.
Shang Lu shouted loudly: "We have no grudge against you! Please release Mr. Mu!" His voice was full of earnestness and anxiety, hoping to persuade the man to let go of his hostility.
The man tilted his head, his face full of confusion, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was full of puzzlement: "This Mu San is from the Dark Moon Pavilion. What does his life and death have to do with your Soul-Seeking Sect?"
Shang Lu's eyes widened, his face filled with anger and his voice was deafening: "We are following the orders of the Sect Master to act together with the Dark Moon Pavilion! The people of the Dark Moon Pavilion are our brothers! As people in the martial arts world, we will never abandon the lives of our brothers!"
The man chuckled, seemingly unconcerned with Shang Lu's words. He held Mu San hostage, his body as light and agile as a bird, and flew away into the distance.
Shang Lu was extremely anxious and ordered loudly: "Chase them all! We must ensure Mr. Mu's safety!" His voice revealed firmness and determination.
Sword Soul and Ghost Hand also led the others, closely following the man's direction, and desperately chasing him. They were extremely anxious, as they hadn't seen the person they were protecting yet, the Pavilion Master was missing, and the Deputy Pavilion Master was being held hostage. The situation was extremely critical.
However, the man's martial arts skills were so good that he moved through the mountains and forests like a ghost, easily shaking off the people chasing him and disappearing without a trace.
The people following behind were stunned and at a loss. They had no idea what to do. The figure just now disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Where should they go to rescue Mu San?
The Sword Spirit was terribly anxious and furious. He placed his finger to his lips and blew a few sharp whistles. An ordinary little bird flew over and landed steadily on his shoulder.
The Sword Spirit whispered anxiously to the bird, "Hurry and find the Pavilion Master! The situation is dire!" However, the bird seemed to not understand his anxiety and sniffed at his ear twice in dissatisfaction. The Sword Spirit sighed helplessly, then quickly took out a small box, opened the lid, and let the bird eat a few insects.
The bird swallowed the insect with satisfaction and flew away. The Sword Spirit stared at it closely and shouted, "Hurry! Follow us! Find the Pavilion Master first!"
Sword Soul said to Ghost Hand again: "Let your rat out to find Mu San!"
Ghost Hand looked strange: "Let's go find the Pavilion Master first!"
Jian Hun was furious: "Wouldn't it be better if we look for him separately!" His voice was full of urgency and anxiety, as if Mu San's life was hanging by a thread at this moment.
Ghost Hand said hesitantly: "That... Mu San's little snake will eat my mouse! Let's find the Pavilion Master first, and then go together to rescue Mu San!"
Sword Spirit's heart was heavy with anxiety. He wished he could grow wings and fly to Mu San immediately. Every second of waiting felt like an eternity. He could only pin his hopes on the little bird, hoping it would quickly find the Pavilion Master and lead them to rescue Mu San.
Everyone followed the bird closely, jogging all the way, and finally arrived at the place where the Dark Moon Pavilion people had set up camp before.
The man who held Mu San hostage walked out of Dark Moon Fairy's tent slowly, and the bird landed lightly on his shoulder.
Sword Spirit was stunned with astonishment. Could it be that the bird that he used to communicate with the Pavilion Master was also in danger?
Shang Lu was furious and roared, "Hand over Mu San now! Otherwise, we will never let you go!"
At this time, a beautiful and charming young woman walked out of the tent gracefully. Her eyes were full of affection and she said coquettishly, "Brother Shang! How dare you scare my son like this! You are so mean!"
Shang Lu shuddered involuntarily and shouted sternly, "Where did you come from, this monster?"
The beautiful lady laughed loudly, and her voice suddenly became hoarse, as if she had become a different person: "I am Mu Jiaojiao!" The charming voice before instantly turned into Mu San's voice.
Everyone was shocked. Du Zhong said in grief and surprise, "Mr. Mu! This man turned you into a demon?"
Mu Sanyi twisted his waist, raised his orchid finger and cursed: "You are a shemale! Your whole family is a shemale!"
Du Heng, who was standing next to Du Zhong, had a wooden face. He said coldly, "Mu Jiaojiao! Just scold my brother! There's no need to bring our whole family along!"
Mu San covered his mouth and smiled: "Sorry! I cursed too easily!"
He turned around and asked the man who had held him hostage: "Master, am I pretending well enough?"
Everyone at Soul-Draining Sect was stunned! Pavilion Master? This man was Dark Moon Fairy?
Oh my god! Is this Dark Moon Enchantress out of her mind? They dare not say it, their strength does not allow it!
Du Heng's face was gloomy. "Master of the Dark Moon Pavilion! Why are you teasing us?"
Dark Moon Fairy stroked her mustache and said, "This mission is too dangerous. I have to make sure that the Soul-Dying Sect and our Dark Moon Pavilion are on the same page!"
Upon hearing this, Shang Lu clasped his fists and said, "Master Dark Moon, don't worry! The Sect Master said that meeting the Dark Moon Pavilion Master is like meeting the Sect Master!"
Dark Moon Fairy nodded and said, "Alright! I trust you! Many people in the martial arts world have noticed our departure from Shangjing. I've decided to disguise all of you as dancers so no one will guess!"
Du Zhong was the first to jump out after hearing this: "I don't want to! I don't want to dress up as a woman!"
Dark Moon Fairy gave him a cold look and pointed at Eucommia ulmoides: "Come in with me!"
Eucommia ulmoides grabbed Smilax glabra’s arm and said, “Smilax glabra, save me!”
Du Heng was behind Du Zhong and kicked him directly to the feet of Dark Moon Fairy.
Du Hengmu's face sullenly drew his sword and said, "The Sect Master has said that anyone who disobeys the Dark Moon Pavilion Master's orders will die!"
Du Zhong screamed like a ghost: "Du Heng! You ungrateful bastard!"
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