Mu Lin rushed towards the original house, but he didn't want the baby to wait too long. Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu, Mu Lin asked them to support other places, but rushed back alone.

However, when I passed the rest area of ​​the original Changzhiwei i and came to the woods between the woods, Mulin always felt something was wrong. When I passed by, there were originally flocks of birds playing. But now, it was quiet to death.

Anyone who is smarter should be able to find something wrong here. Mu Lin then releases his own Qi and explores everything in the woods within his own range.

"It's interesting. There are still several mice waiting here, so let's solve them first..." Mu Lin had an inexplicable smile on his lips. Through perception, he found that in this woods, on the road he was about to go back, there were several people hiding in different places. At first he thought these people were waiting for him here, but after careful observation, it seemed that the directions these people were guarding seemed to be in the house where Zhang Zhiweinazi rested.

Is the target Zhang Chulan or the baby? For a moment, Mu Lin couldn't figure out what their purpose was. However, looking at the scene this time, it seems that the whole person is having many ideas this time, if he guessed correctly.

Zhang Chulan is one, one baby, and the “Tonglu” is also considered one. Or, Zhang Zhiwei can be included in it. He must be included in it. He is also the teacher of the Master's Mansion. If something happens to Zhang Zhiwei and the inheritance is not successful this time, it will be a major blow to the Master's Mansion.

Mu Lin doesn't care about these things. Anyway, as long as he is a person of all nature, he will be an enemy this time. Since he is an enemy, he must not leave anyone behind.

Well!? Hiding here! This is, piano line? Interesting...

Mu Lin looked ahead and saw that the place he was about to pass by was exactly at the neck, with a few subtle piano threads hanging between the trees. If he didn't see it and rushed over like this, the end would be the skull. Mu Lin looked at it and curled his lips, which was interesting.

Just walked slowly forward, not dodging or dodging, exposing yourself to the eyes of those who are hiding.

...

"Wait a minute, I have a situation here~!" Above the piano line, a man was hiding in a high place and making a phone call. At this time, he also heard the footsteps from behind and saw Mulin walking step by step. Looking at his route as it was the direction of the piano line he set, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "I'm really looking forward to it, the scene of the head splitting up later...'

However, it is obvious that the fact is not what he expected...

As Mu Lin walked, he stopped there, just at the front of the piano line, and stood there, as if thinking about something.

‘Move... move me...’ The man on the tree looked at Mu Lin, but he was so anxious that he looked at Mu Lin standing there motionless, his eyes almost burst into flames. ‘It hurts so much…’ Suddenly, his neck hurts, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a beetle kept struggling in his palm.: “Damn the bug…” he pinched the bug in his hand to death, and at this moment he felt a little more comfortable. When he was looking below, he found that there was no one: “Damn it, where is the person!? So missing…” He didn’t care whether he would reveal himself. He directly pushed away the leaves in front of him that were blocking him, and looked for Mu Lin everywhere... Lazy people listen to books                                                                                                                                                                  �

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice sounded behind the man on the tree, which scared him so much that he shivered. He didn't care who was behind him. The Qi in his hand turned into a silk thread and threw it behind him. The thin thread, just like the one seen at the beginning of Mu Lin, was a piano thread. It turned out that in order to make it concealed, the man used his Qi to turn into a piano thread. This seemed almost transparent to the outside world and was even more difficult to find.

However, if a slender piano thread wraps around a body and pulls it hard, the result will be that person will become irregular blocks one by one.

After thinking that his hand, the man grabbed the thread in his hand and pulled it hard toward his side. There was no such thread that streaking across the body. Fu looked behind him with some confusion. He looked around carefully, and was not alone behind him. He was on guard for a while, but found that there was no room for mercy. He was puzzled: "Is it because I was too nervous to have hallucinations..." He shook his head vigorously, and returned to his previous position to hide. Looking at the trap he had set below, Mu Lin was still standing there, not moving. He began to mutter: "It seems that I have been too tired recently. After doing this ticket, I have to go back to rest well..."

After thinking about it, the man shrugged indifferently, then looked at the Mulin area below, and looked at his mouth and muttered: "Move, bump into... and hit me... It's really a moist..."

But just in the blink of an eye, the mulin below disappeared again. This time he realized that it was not that he had hallucinations, but that there were actually people coming over and playing with him. It was useless to hide, so he jumped off the branch, his hands formed claws, and a thin wire piano thread was connected to each finger, and he was posing and alert to the surroundings: "Who is it, come out if you have the ability..."

"Then I'm coming out..."

As the sound rang out, the man only saw a figure flashing over his head. Just when he wanted to attack, he found that he could not raise his strength all over his body, and he became more and more sleepy, until he finally lost consciousness...

...

Mu Lin looked at the man lying on the ground and clapped his hands. He thought he was a character, but he was just a minion. He was so dissatisfied that he whispered. He had known that he would have killed him in seconds just now, but it was quite interesting.

‘Swoosh~!’

Mu Lin tilted his head, pinched a few silver needles with his right hand, glanced at the place in his eyes, and threw the silver needles in his hand back toward it. He heard a muffled groan. A man with a hat made him fall from the tree and his eyes turned pale. He looked carefully at the three silver needles in his temple, which were the ones Mu Lin threw away.

‘Another minion...’
Chapter completed!