Hu Zhengming looked at Yang Muyu and asked, "Muyu, do you look around first, or what?" They had never seen Yang Muyu's father before, and even if they met him opposite, they would not recognize him. Therefore, every time they went to, Yang Muyu privately searched for his father's whereabouts.

"I'll take a look around first! I'll meet you at dusk." Yang Muyu nodded. Along the way, he felt vaguely that he might not be able to find his father, but even though he knew he couldn't find it, he still wanted to find it.

"Okay, we will settle in Hongtong Inn. If you don't know the place, you will know it when you ask someone." Hu Zhengming gave a few more instructions, and then he took Huang Lanyu and Lu Jinghong to Hongtong Inn.

"Well, senior brother, you guys go first. I suddenly remembered to buy something." Huang Lanyu glanced at Yang Muyu's back and said.

Lu Jinghong frowned and instinctively spoke up and said: "Senior Brother, don't make things difficult for Mu Yu, he is a child." Huang Lanyu knew that because Yang Mu Yu was disliked by Yang Mu Yu. That day, when he dealt with Huo Qilin, Yang Mu Yu sacrificed his life to save her, but pressed on her. If it were another man, Lu Jinghong would not feel good, but firstly, Yang Mu Yu was just a child, and secondly, after all, he saved her out of kindness.

While Lu Jinghong was talking, he couldn't help thinking in his heart: "Why is this person so stingy?"

"Don't worry, I'm just teasing him and really beg him?" Huang Lanyu smiled. While speaking, he had turned around, but he didn't know that he had left a bad impression in Lu Jinghong's heart along the way.

Yang Muyu left Hu Zhengming and the other two and walked a few steps. He grabbed an old man who was walking and asked, "Uncle, do you know where to rent a house in Chongyun City? It's a little remote and a little cheaper."

He understood his father's habits. If he really settled in such a big town, he would definitely find a place to rent a house. The terrain would definitely be extremely remote. His father never liked the lively people.

Under the guidance of the old man, Yang Muyu walked towards the western suburbs alley-

"I said rabbit, you said... do I want to follow her?" Yang Muyu took the rabbit out of the bag on his waist, held it in his hand and asked in a low voice. He has become used to talking to rabbits these days, happy and upset... He says whatever he has. He always has to find a partner to talk to. Although rabbits can't speak, he seems to really understand what he says, and can use nodding and shaking to express his decision.

"Zhizhi...I am the uncle rabbit." The rabbit drew his fingers at Yang Mu's pen, completely contemptuous, and shook his head vigorously.

Yang Muyu looked at the rabbit and sighed in a low voice. He felt that the rabbit was strange at the beginning, so he grabbed it and raised it. However, after a few days, it couldn't say what was strange about this rabbit? What was the difference between it and an ordinary rabbit? Of course, except that it could understand his words, it was probably a rabbit spirit. This is his final evaluation of the rabbit master.

"I also feel that I don't need to follow her, but - rabbit, do you think I want to tell her? In fact, even if they find the blood of the flame dragon, they can't relieve the dragon bird poison?" Yang Muyu said softly. From Hu Zhengming's chat these days, he finally knew that their purpose of going to Haoyanghai was to find the blood of the flame dragon bird to relieve the dragon bird poison of Lu Jinghong's uncle.

The Xijiao Hutong is indeed extremely remote, and even the houses are very old. I think they are all old houses, but the owner moved away, but the original old house was left for rent.

Yang Muyu slowly followed the green bricks and old ciders and looked over. He knew his father's habits. If he was really here, he would have found them. However, after wandering around, he saw that the sky was getting dark and the dim yellow oil lamps were revealed from the old house, but he had no clues.

"Maybe I'm really looking for the wrong direction?" Yang Muyu shook his head and sighed, turning around and wanted to meet Hongtong Inn, but just as he turned around, in the dim corner of the wall, a shadow stood wherever he was, without moving.

"Huang Lanyu?" Yang Muyu was shocked. How could he be here? Then he realized that Huang Lanyu must have been secretly following him, and his purpose of following him was probably to be malicious.

In fact, Yang Muyu didn't know what Huang Lanyu wanted to do. The hostility Huang Lanyu showed towards him these days was already very obvious, but he didn't expect what he would do to him. After all, for him, he was just an irrelevant person, but now that he avoided Lu Jinghong and Hu Zhengming, his purpose was naturally obvious.

Yang Muyu instinctively took two steps back and looked around. He saw that he was in a corner of turning, and was quite remote around him, and there were no one at all. Even if there were people, they were just ordinary people, how could he block a fourth-level martial artist?

When Huang Lanyu and others fought against the Fire Kirin that day, Yang Muyu once clearly saw that the spiritual energy he saw was light green, which was obviously a sign of the fourth-level spiritual power. Although he had not reached the fourth-level level, such a martial artist was considered an intermediate master in the Shanhai Realm, and one hand was enough to kill him.

Yang Muyu couldn't help but shudder. He had all the secret martial arts skills of the weird man in his mind, but his spiritual power cultivation has only been more than ten days and can be ignored at all. Naturally, it is impossible for Huang Lanyu to be an opponent.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Muyu leaned against the wall, looked at Huang Lanyu with a silence and walked up step by step, and asked alertly.

"Boy, what do you think?" Huang Lanyu sneered, afraid? I know I'm afraid, see if you dare to pester Jinghong in the future? Also, hehe... the treasure on him is really God's helper and him. He actually made him discover such a rare treasure in his body, a poor boy. With this thing, it will be much more convenient in the future. As soon as he thought of this, his murderous aura became even stronger.

But he also doubted how could a poor boy from a mountain village have such a rare treasure? Could it be that legendary thing, but just a similar birthmark?

Huang Lanyu then thought, even if it was a birthmark, he would rather kill it by mistake than let it go. Such things were encountered but not asked for. Although it was difficult to explain to his senior brother and Lu Jinghong if he killed this kid, as long as no one saw it and he would not admit it, what could they do to him? Besides, he is already a fourth-level spiritual power cultivator and will soon be able to graduate from Tianyi Sect. By that time, Tianyi Sect will not do anything to him.

If you take a step back, even if Tianyi Sect finds out, will it still turn against him because of a poor boy?

Yang Muyu retreated step by step, but Huang Lanyu pressed over step by step. Suddenly, Yang Muyu shouted in surprise: "Ah... Mr. Hu, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!