Elder Ouyang looked at it for a few times and nodded: "Okay, be careful, I'm going!"

After that, he drifted away and returned to the guards.

Li Muchan entered the woods, jumped onto the fork of a pine tree, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and calmed down, holding two wild goose feather arrows in his hands.

After a while, he opened his eyes and laughed: "Since your Majesty is here, why bother hiding? I am alone. Are you still afraid of me?"

"Hey! What a thief monk!" More than thirty feet away, a pine tree suddenly rustled its branches, and a head poked out with a sneer on its face.

He has an oval face, straight eyebrows and straight nose, thin lips, fair complexion, and is very delicate.

If it's a woman, she's beautiful, but if it's on a man's body, the femininity is too strong and the masculinity is not enough.

Against the backdrop of the pine needles, he looked even more handsome, looking about twenty years old.

His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were cold, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he sneered: "You thief monk are so bold, kill a dozen of my brothers!"

Li Muchan slowly drew his sword and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's me."

"Excellent, today I will use your head to comfort their souls in heaven!" The handsome young man sneered, and with a move of his shoulders, a black light suddenly shot out.

"Woo..." A shrill whistle suddenly sounded, and a black light came to Li Muchan's eyes.

Li Muchan ducked and narrowly avoided the attack. His head felt cold and his short hair stood on end.
Chapter completed!