Only then did Fan Ji notice that he was holding a little ant about ten years old in his hand.
"Where did this little... brat come from?"
"I picked it up." Chu Mu acknowledged the person and said, "I'll keep him from now on."
The little boy looked at Chu Mu in surprise, as if he didn't understand why this person would say such a thing.
But it was just surprise.
He seemed to be even more emotionless than Chu Mu was back then, and he hadn't even learned the most basic emotional expressions.
"Your face is as dirty as a cat," Chu Mu picked him up, "I'll take you to wash it."
"Let me do it." A nun from the Qizhen Sect offered, "Master Chu, you go ahead and do your work."
Chu Mu thought about it and agreed: "Okay, thank you for your help."
…
Chu Mu’s way of calling people is very special.
He walked around the four corners of the room, picked up a clay pot and smashed it, and a winged centipede flew out of it with a buzzing sound.
Chu Mu pinched the flying centipede with two fingers and threw it at the dwarf.
"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
The dwarf brothers jumped up one after another. They wanted to drive the centipede away, but because they were tied up, they could only jump around like zombies.
Only when their faces turned blue and their lips turned white did Chu Mu catch the centipede.
"I killed the ghost in the river. What do you say?"
"Dead, dead?"
The dwarf brothers were in disbelief, their faces turning paler than if they had been bitten by a centipede.
They asked Chu Mu to help kill Gui, pretending to be sincere, but in fact it was not the case.
This treacherous brother had already made up his mind that no matter how capable this group of people were, they could never be a match for the cunning man in Hexia.
It’s not like they haven’t seen capable people before, weren’t those girls before?
The dwarf brothers were waiting for Chu Mu to be captured by He Gui, but they didn't expect that when they opened their eyes again, the other party was fine, but He Gui was dead.
"It's time you fulfill your promise."
Chu Mu reminded again.
"Very good," Dwarf A said with a roll of his eyes. "My dear fellow, you saved our entire town. If you let us go, I'll go and cash in the silver immediately."
Chu Muliang's chilling gaze swept over them, giving them goosebumps.
"Go and call all the townspeople over here."
The dwarf brothers didn’t know what Chu Mu wanted to do, but now their lives were in the other party’s hands, so they had no choice but to agree.
Chu Mu really untied their ropes and personally escorted them out the door.
The dwarf folded his arms and looked at him with disdain as he fled. "These two stinky bugs don't really want to thank you."
"I know. You don't need to remind me."
Chu Mu had not yet recovered from the resolute sacrifice of the young girl, and he spoke to Chu Meng with a bit of impatience as if he was disgusted with everyone in the family.
"?" The God of Death sensed Chu Mu's irritability and frowned, "Xiao Mu, what happened down there?"
"..." Chu Mu stared deeply at the God of Killing who was right beside him, then looked up at the distant horizon, "I'm thinking about how to overturn this rotten world."
The body froze.
He was very sure that at this moment Chu Mu was covered with a layer of sharpness that he had never touched before, a kind of sharp and murderous aura.
And the object of his hatred—
The man frowned and said, "Xiao Mu, don't do anything stupid."
“What is worth doing is not stupid.”
Chu Mu suddenly understood why he was willing to pay such a huge price to point the Sword of Judgment at the temple.
"You always have to make some choices." Without realizing it, Chu Mu muttered the same words as he did back then.
"..." Chu Meng wanted to scold him for dreaming, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Fan Ji who had stood next to Chu Mu at some point.
An eighteen-year-old boy should be at a bright and glorious age, but Fan Ji has a heavy burden on his shoulders.
He just stood there quietly, yet he was as heavy as a history book with many vicissitudes of life.
He didn't say anything, but just stood firmly aside and looked up at the sky with Chu Mu.
His heart suddenly sank.
Even though he was slow-witted, he finally realized that between Chu Mu, Fan Ji and him, he was like the third party who could not interfere.
He couldn't accept this speculation.
He took a big step forward and reached out to pull Chu Mu back into his arms.
Chu Mu noticed his action in advance and turned his head to give him a cold look.
This glance made Qi Meng stop in his tracks.
He had a premonition.
If he really did that now, then things between him and Chu Mu would never go back to the way they were before.
The man was upset.
Just at this moment, the townspeople of Huaihua Town came together.
The withered old man in the lead knelt on the ground as soon as he arrived in front of Chu Mu: "My benefactor, please accept my respect."
An old man who walks unsteadily and tremblingly is the most likely to make people let down their guard.
Seeing that Chu Mu did not react, a sinister look more terrifying than a monster appeared on his wrinkled old face.
Go to hell.
The old man was shouting in his heart, and a row of fine needles shot out from the back of his collar as he knelt down.
Puff puff puff.
The sound of the needle piercing the flesh made the old man scream in excitement:
"Old man, anyone who kneels before me will only have one fate, and that is—"
His words got stuck in his mouth.
"What is it?" Chu Mu casually threw away Dwarf A who was used as a shield. The other Dwarf B was caught in Fan Ji's hand and also helped him block the old man's needle.
"Son!" The old man's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed over screaming.
"Go ahead." Chu Mu waved towards the Qizhen Sect disciples who were already sharpening their knives. "The innocent people in Huaihua Town are half because of the evildoers and half because of these cannibals."
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