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Chapter 750

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Behind her was a young man in a golden brocade robe with a bright jade hanging from his waist. His hair was tied up and he wore a pure white jade crown. At first glance, one could tell that he was a person of noble status. Moreover, there were even a few armored guards behind him. This person's identity was definitely not simple!

"Who are you?" Lin Muyu's face was indescribably calm. It seemed that she did not take the person in front of her seriously at all.

"Boy, you are the person who accompanied Miss Shang Qian during the day and talked and laughed with her, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Then it's easy." The young man in the brocade robe showed a hint of a hideous smile, "Miss Shang Qian's identity is so noble. How can she allow a lowly person like you to accompany her? If you know what's good for you, stay away from her. You don't deserve it."

"Who are you?" Lin Muyu was a little impatient.

"You don't even know my young master. How dare you stay in Tianji City?" A sharp-mouthed and ape-like guard sneered, "My name is Shi Tianming. I am the son of the Minister of War, Shi Ran. Do you know now?"

Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh, "But it's not that I want to follow Shang Qian. It's Shang Qian who wants to accompany me. Young Master Shi Tianming, forgive me for not being able to comply. With my temperament, I can't drive a lady away from you. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

Shi Tianming's eyes became cold, "Really? So, you insist on accompanying Miss Shang Qian? "

"Yes, I'm accompanying her. What can you do?" Lin Muyu was amenable to coaxing but not coercion.

"I don't know … if a person with broken legs can still accompany Shang Qian?" Shi Tianming's face was full of cruelty, "Someone, close the door of the weapon shop and break both of this boy's legs!"

The shopkeeper was scared silly. "Young Master Shi Tianming, please be merciful. This lowly one is running a small business and cannot afford to be smashed by you. Young Master, please be merciful. This lowly one is begging you …"

"Go away!"

Shi Tianming opened his palm and blasted the shopkeeper away. It could be seen that he still had some cultivation, probably at the Second Heaven of the Saint realm. After all, he came from a rich family and had an endless supply of demon spirit stones, which was enough to cultivate a mediocre person into a Saint realm expert. However … compared to the other experts of the younger generation in Tianji City, Shi Tianming was probably just a second-rate expert.

The door was slammed shut.

Liu Buyi took a few steps back and sat in his chair, ready to watch the show. He knew Lin Muyu's strength very well. He knew that these children of officials couldn't do anything to her. Even the Dragon Knights weren't her match, let alone a good-for-nothing like Shi Tianming.

"Dang dang dang!"

Four guards pulled out their steel blades and rushed over with cold eyes. Furthermore, there were two guards on each side, forming a circle. This is … an infantry combat formation?

Lin Muyu couldn't help but be stunned. These four people didn't say a word. At a glance, she could tell that they were not ordinary people. They should be professional soldiers. The tactics they used must be the four major armies of the Tianji Empire!

"Swoosh!"

Four sharp lights tore through the air. The shopkeeper was so scared that he hurriedly retreated to the corner of the weapon store. Several shop assistants were also so scared that their faces turned pale. They all knew Shi Tianming's name, one of the Young Thugs of the capital. Maybe someone would die here today!

But what they didn't expect was that Lin Muyu's movements were very agile. Although the four soldiers' attacks were very fast, it seemed to be slow in Lin Muyu's eyes. This was the gap between their cultivation. After avoiding the four blades calmly, Lin Muyu raised her hand and punched a soldier on the left.

"Huh?"

He was slightly stunned, but he responded quickly. He crossed his body to block Lin Muyu's fist, while the other two people on the two sides chopped down with their blades. Their attacks were clean and neat, like two beams of strong light attacking in a ladder. Lin Muyu also felt a faint chill behind her. The fourth person's attack was the most fatal. The blade chopped down from a high position and took his life!

Lin Muyu felt a chill in her heart. The four people's joint attack was so tacit that it could be said to be flawless. If the soldiers of the Qin Empire were to block it, perhaps … even some seasoned soldiers in the Longdan Army Camp who had been through hundreds of battles would also die under this attack.

But he was not.

"Young Master, be careful!" Liu Buyi's heart was in his throat.

"Dang!"

With a slight twist of his fist, a burst of power directly broke the opponent's steel saber. In an instant, nearly 90% of the fist's power was retracted. With a "peng" sound, the soldier was sent flying as if he had hit a rubber ball. With a spin of his body, some flames appeared in his palm and swept across. The scorching airflow blew away the other three soldiers.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Although they were all tall and strong, they were blown away like leaves under Lin Muyu's attack. They crashed into several rows of weapon racks and howled miserably. Lin Muyu had only used less than half of his divine power, but he had already seriously injured them.

"How … how is this possible?"

Shi Tianming stood there dumbfounded and looked at everything in front of him incredulously. These four people were all first-class guards of the Minister of War's Mansion. Each of them was at least a first-class warrior. How could they be so easily defeated by this inconspicuous boy in front of him? This was impossible …

Filled with suspicion and anger, Shi Tianming's view of power was almost overturned by Lin Muyu. Looking at the flame in Lin Muyu's hand, Shi Tianming slowly pulled out his sword and asked, "Are you a Sacred Warrior?"

"No." Lin Muyu shook his palm and dispersed the power of the law of fire.

"You can condense the king's fighting flame without being a Sacred Warrior?" Shi Tianming gritted his teeth and said, "But I don't believe it. I'm going to fight you today!"

"Fight me?" Lin Muyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Sure, but what if you lose?"

"If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me!"

"You said it!"

"That's right!"

Shi Tianming bellowed furiously, and the cyclone around him danced rapidly. It was obvious that he cultivated the Law of Wind. The surging airflow blew away all the weapon racks around him. It was unknown how many young girls in Tianji City were mesmerized by this stance alone. However, it was a pity that Shang Qian had never looked this son of the Minister of War in the eye. This made Shi Tianming feel very frustrated.

But today, he was faced with an even more tragic defeat.

"Swoosh!"

Lin Muyu moved like lightning. Her left hand turned into a palm and landed on Shi Tianming's shoulder. She didn't even wait for him to push his power to the peak level.

"Pfft!" Shi Tianming spat out a mouthful of blood. He was defeated in one move. He didn't even have the chance to finish his cool starting stance!

"Young Master …!!"

The group of guards was dumbfounded, but no one dared to step forward. Everyone knew that the strength of the Wanderer in front of them was definitely above them. Who would want to court death? After all, serving as a guard of the Minister of War was just to earn a living. Who would be willing to lose their lives for a living? Lin Muyu's strength was at least at the level of a Sacred Warrior. Everyone in the empire knew about the bad temper of a Saint-level expert. At this time, Lin Muyu just didn't have the intention to kill. If she really had the intention to kill, then they could only blame themselves for being unlucky.

"Ahhhh …"

Shi Tianming fell in the mess and used a mace as a pillow. He screamed in pain.

Lin Muyu stepped forward and stepped on Shi Tianming's chest. She approached him and said with a faint smile, "You just said that you lost and I can do whatever I want to you, right? The son of the Minister of War? "

"You … what do you want?" Shi Tianming gritted his teeth.

"I want to beat you up first!"

"Don't, don't hit my face!"

Fists fell on Shi Tianming's body like rain. The poor handsome and charming young master was beaten into a pig's head in the blink of an eye. His eyes were swollen like ping-pong balls, and he wailed and begged for mercy. Even after Lin Muyu stopped, he was still waving his arms to block randomly, as if he had gone mad.

"Tsk, you really can't take a beating."

Lin Muyu sneered and bent down to take the space bag from Shi Tianming's waist. She said, "This is your filial piety to me. Are you willing?"

Shi Tianming couldn't help but wail, "No … Young Hero, there are three million gold notes and dozens of extremely precious demon spirit stones in there. Please return them to me …"

"Dream on." Lin Muyu quickly stuffed the space bag into her arms.

Looking around, Lin Muyu said, "Buyi, give the shopkeeper two thousand gold coins as compensation for the damage here. Then, let's go."

"Okay …"

Liu Buyi was scared silly by the scene in front of him and hurriedly paid the money.

However, just as Lin Muyu was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly felt her leg tighten. Her calf was being hugged by someone. It was Shi Tianming, whose face was swollen like a pig's head. His eyes were filled with determination as he said, "Young hero … You've taken away all my assets. Can you promise me something? I'll … I'll give you another sum of money!"

"You don't even have money. Why are you still talking about conditions with me?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I can go back to the mansion to get it!"

"Alright, what conditions do you have? Tell me."

"Can you …" Shi Tianming's swollen face actually turned a little red. He said, "Can you bring me along? I want to travel with you and Miss Shang Qian."

"Oh, what a passionate person!"

Lin Muyu gave him a thumbs up and said, "I'll promise you one hundred fourth-class demon spirit stones."

"Ah?"

Shi Tianming's face was ashen, "How … how is this possible? How can I have so many high-class demon spirit stones?"

"Then forget it."

"Wait, Young Hero. I can get them. I have many friends. I can get them! However, how about fifty? "

Anyway, it was free money. Lin Muyu readily agreed, "Okay! Tomorrow morning, bring the demon spirit stones to the biggest inn in Tianji City to find me. I will plead for you and bring you along. "

"Okay. Thank you, Young Hero!" Shi Tianming nodded repeatedly.



When Lin Muyu and Liu Buyi walked far away, several guards helped Shi Tianming up. One of them asked, "Young Master, are you really going to give him fifty fourth-class demon spirit stones? This guy … is not a good guy! "

Shi Tianming's eyes revealed a sense of ruthlessness and said, "Cut the crap. Help me prepare fifty demon spirit stones. In addition, help me get a top-grade sleeping powder. Shang Qian must become my woman. This guy must die!"

"Yes … Young Master, aren't you being too ruthless? Once General Zhang Cheng blames us, I'm afraid even the Ministry of War's Minister of War can't protect themselves! "

"Just do as I say. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Yes!"

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