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Nine Chapters of Mystery Chapter 112 Langui Qifang(2/2)

Su Wangting casually threw the chopping saber aside, slowly returned it to its sheath, and said coldly: "Let's go."

The martial artist didn't hesitate at all and ran away.

"Now, can we talk about business?" Su Wangting glanced at He Xifeng at the entrance of the courtyard.

He Xifeng slowly closed his mouth that was open in surprise, and nodded repeatedly: "I see, no wonder you dare to come alone to cause trouble, you turned out to be very skilled."

Su Wangting scratched his head and said helplessly: "It seems that you are still unwilling to talk about business."

He Xifeng sneered: "If I can get this huge family fortune empty-handed, how can I not take full precautions? Hum, to tell you the truth, I hired a real master here at a high price of 50,000 taels per year.

What I'm here to guard against is that one day I'll encounter someone as skilled as you and come to stir up trouble!"

Su Wangting snorted and asked, "That is to say, you have to win against this real master before you are willing to talk?"

"Exactly!"

After he finished speaking, He Xifeng quickly took out a bamboo whistle and blew it. The loud whistle shocked the people working in the medicine fields and they all looked away.

"What's the matter?" A hoarse voice suddenly came out.

Su Wangting squinted in search of the voice and saw a man in dark brown clothes and a bamboo hat appearing on the big tree behind He Xifeng.

"Oh?" Su Wangting raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly, "Looks like he's a master."

His evaluation seemed to be extremely serious.

Just because he was a little surprised, this person could appear quietly near him.

The physical skills are excellent.

And good body skills often mean that skills are also good.

It seems that he is indeed a master.

"This person is here to stir up trouble, and he has some skills." He Xifeng pointed at Su Wangting and nodded his fingers, "You go and have a meeting."

The man yelled and flew down from the tree.

He walked slowly towards Su Wangting.

At his waist was a thin sword with a narrow scabbard.

Su Wangting seemed to have seen this kind of thin sword somewhere, but couldn't remember it for the moment.

"Are you here to stir up trouble?" The man stood a few feet in front of Su Wangting, took off his bamboo hat, and threw it aside.

"Eh!?" Su Wangting stared at the man's face and suddenly exclaimed, "Mu Shilan?? Why are you here?"

That familiar face, who else could it be if it wasn’t Mu Shilan!!

The man's pupils shrank when he heard this: "Mu Shilan?"

Su Wangting sneered and said: "Go away, are you still pretending?"

The man frowned and said in a deep voice, "Have you seen Mu Shilan?"

Only then did Su Wangting feel that something was wrong, because the "Mu Shilan" in front of him didn't seem to have any affectation at all.

"You... aren't Mu Shilan?" Su Wangting asked hesitantly.

The man shook his head and replied simply: "No. Mu Shilan is my twin brother. My name is Mu Shigui."

Su Wangting was stunned.

Mu Shilan also has a twin brother?

But I've never heard him mention it.

"Mu Shilan, where are you?" Mu Shigui asked coldly.

Su Wangting stared at the face that was gradually becoming resentful, and asked tentatively: "From this tone, it seems that you and your brother are not on good terms?"

Mu Shigui shook his head: "No. I always wanted to kill him."

After a pause, he added: "I miss him, and he always wanted to kill me."

Su Wangting was confused again.

What's going on??

Are the two brothers enemies?

"Where is he?" Mu Shigui repeated.

Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "Since I said I wanted to kill him, do you think I will tell you?"

Mu Shigui nodded: "Indeed not. It seems that the only thing that can force you to speak is my sword?"

Su Wangting touched his nose: "It seems so."

Mu Shigui shook his head and said calmly: "I advise you not to try. Life is a very precious thing."

Su Wangting nodded: "Indeed. Mu Shilan has amazing talent and possesses the legendary Eight Exquisite Veins. What about you?"

"Me too." Mu Shigui told him frankly.

"Haha, what you said just now is not arrogant. You are indeed qualified to say that."

Mu Shigui nodded: "So I advise you to retreat immediately and tell me his whereabouts."

"Mu Shilan, Mu Shigui..." Su Wangting muttered to himself, ignoring the other party's seemingly well-intentioned advice, "It's interesting, huh, Lan Gui Qifang? Your father named him that,

I must really hope that you two brothers can work together."

"It seems that you still want to give it a try." Mu Shigui's face darkened, and his hand slowly moved to the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Su Wangting immediately became very serious, and his slender white fingers pressed down on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"I want to give you a piece of advice."

Mu Shigui sneered: "What are you talking about?"

"If you want to take my life, you must also be prepared to lose your life."

"Oh?" Mu Shigui's fingers gradually tightened around the hilt of the sword, "Can I say this is very arrogant?"

Su Wangting shook his head: "Not at all."

Mu Shigui put away his sneer and nodded slightly: "I believe it."

Su Wangting bent his knees slightly, lowered his posture, and said coldly: "So I also advise you not to try."


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