Chapter 899

Mu Hanyan's eyes were a little wet, and he couldn't help thinking of his parents far away in Black Rock City. Although the situation was different, seeing Auntie Xiu's love for her son, she seemed to feel her parents' love for her.

"Aunt Xiu, I'm afraid a pulse washing pill is not enough. I still have some pills here, you can give them to him." Mu Hanyan took out the pills and chose some suitable times for Aunt Xiu.

Since opening the storage space of the mysterious astrolabe, it has become much more convenient for Mu Hanyan to carry things.

"Young master, how can this be? The eldest son and his wife have taken good care of me over the years. How could I be so embarrassed to ask for your medicine pill again?" Aunt Xiu was flattered and repeatedly declined.

"Yun'er is my righteous sister, and his eldest brother is also my brother. Aunt Xiu, please stop rejecting it." Mu Hanyan couldn't help but put the medicinal pill into Aunt Xiu's hand.

"Young master, I will never repay your kindness in my life. I will be a bull and a horse in the next life, and then I will repay you." Aunt Xiu knew Mu Hanyan's unequivocal temperament. Medicine, she said to Mu Hanyan with tears in her eyes.

"Aunt Xiu, it's too outlandish for you to say that." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

But with a smile on her face, Mu Hanyan's heart slowly sank—a vague pressure was quietly shrouding her.

If it was someone else, even if his strength was several levels stronger than Mu Hanyan, he might not be able to perceive the existence of this coercion, but Mu Hanyan's six senses were originally much stronger than that of swordsmen of the same rank. After that, the spiritual power increased greatly, and the six senses were several times stronger than the average sword saint, and almost instinctively felt the dangerous atmosphere in the coercion.

Although the coercion seemed extremely weak on the surface, it seemed to be absent, but it was shrouded in all directions, like an airtight net, trapping her in the center.

Mu Hanyan almost subconsciously wanted to pull out his legs, but under that pressure, there was a feeling that he had nowhere to escape.

Juggernaut! Although he hasn't seen the deity yet, Mu Hanyan can be sure that only a master of the Sword Saint Realm can unleash such coercion.

Mu Hanyan knew that, being targeted by such a master, she had no chance to escape at all.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Hanyan forced herself to calm down.

"Aunt Xiu, take the medicinal pill to him first." Mu Hanyan said calmly to her, not wanting to harm Aunt Xiu.

"It's getting late, he should be back, or I'll give it to him tomorrow." Aunt Xiu didn't realize that the danger was coming, she thought about it and said.

"Alright, then you go back first, I still have some things to do, I will go back later." Mu Hanyan nodded and said.

Watching Aunt Xiu leave, Mu Hanyan's mood was completely calm, without Aunt Xiu by his side, at least he wouldn't be tied.

"Come out, master of the Sword Saint Realm, don't you feel ashamed to be sneaky?" Mu Hanyan said calmly.

If you can't escape, you can only fight hard. With the idea of ​​desperately fighting in his heart, even if he knew that the opponent was a master of the Sword Saint Realm, Mu Hanyan was not at all afraid.

"As expected of the person Ye Lanfeng took a fancy to, there is indeed something surprising." The voice fell, and a young man with a strong figure appeared in front of him.

This young man was dressed in black, and with that strong figure, he exuded a dignified and domineering arrogance when he raised his hands and feet. However, in the eyes that looked at Mu Hanyan, there was obviously a little surprise.

With the strength of his Sword Saint Realm, if he deliberately concealed his aura, it would be difficult for even a Sword Saint of the same rank to detect. Mu Hanyan was only a first-rank Sword Master, but he could feel his presence, which was beyond his expectations.

"It's a prize, if you just want to praise me a few words, thank you so much and you can go, or you can go if you don't, I'll go." Mu Hanyan smiled indifferently, and her words were a little joking.

Hearing him mention Ye Lanfeng as soon as he came up, Mu Hanyan knew that it was not easy for him to come. Although he had a smile on his face, he kept running his energy secretly and was ready to attack at any time.

In the face of such a master, she will never have too many opportunities to take action.

"Your wishful thinking is not bad, but unfortunately, I will disappoint you. Originally, I just wanted to see what is so surprising about the person who can make Ye Lanfeng value so much, but when I saw him, I changed again. I've made up my mind, and I want to invite you back to spend a few days with me." The young man looked at Mu Hanyan and said leisurely.

"Oh, what if I don't agree?" Mu Hanyan's heart sank slightly.

Although the other party said it politely, Mu Hanyan had an intuition that if he really wanted to follow him, it would definitely not end well.

"Do you think you have a choice?" the young man said arrogantly.

"Maybe there is?" Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, his body suddenly moved, and he slapped the young man with his palm.

"The light of a grain of rice, dare to compete with the sun!" Seeing that Mu Hanyan, with a mere first-rank swordsman's cultivation, dared to take the initiative to shoot at the dignified swordsman, the young man said contemptuously, and just swiped out with a palm.

In an instant, the wind surged, and a giant palm phantom poured out towards Mu Hanyan like a raging ocean wave. In front of that huge power, Mu Hanyan's delicate figure was as weak and helpless as a boat in the storm.

This is the gap between the sword master and the sword saint, the gap in the sky!

"I don't know whether to live or die." Looking at Mu Hanyan's weak figure, a contemptuous smile appeared on the young man's face.

However, just after he said these words, the smile on his face was slightly stagnant.

I saw Mu Hanyan's figure flickered and disappeared from sight.

His heart also throbbed violently, and he felt an instinctual threat, as if death was right in front of him.

It was the first time he felt this way since he was promoted to a swordsman at the age of seventeen.

It's a bit funny to say that with the strength of a juggernaut against the first rank of a swordsman, he would actually feel the threat of death, but this is the truth, just for a moment, he felt his scalp tingling and a layer of cold sweat oozing out of his vest.

His spirit was instantly condensed to the extreme, and two palms were shot in front of him one after another.

Mu Hanyan's low muffled sound came from his ears. Just when he thought that Mu Hanyan would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, a delicate palm appeared out of nowhere and slapped his face fiercely.

"Crack!" In the crisp sound, his face became flushed, so red that he could almost drip blood, not because of the slap, but purely out of shyness.

The dignified swordsman master was slapped by a first-order swordsman. At this time, he was completely ashamed and angry, and his brain even had a brief blank.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. If you didn't do it, you wouldn't be able to slap your face." Mu Hanyan rubbed her hands embarrassedly, with an apologetic expression on her face.

Accidentally, he slapped the dignified swordsman master in the face. Even with his toes, Mu Hanyan could imagine how big the shadow area was in the opponent's heart.