An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

After a few bubbles appeared in the mud, there was no movement anymore and there was no sign that there was anyone buried in it.

After about an incense stick of time, the bedroom door slowly opened and Mu Xian walked out.

At this time, his wounds had been covered with powder and looked fine. He already knew that Xu Fu had fallen into the quagmire, but he still looked cautious and stepped out of the room cautiously.

Mu Xian first used his spiritual sense to investigate, then moved closer, lay on the ground and listened, and then his face relaxed.

"No matter how powerful you are, you can never escape from this quagmire alive!" Mu Xian smiled proudly, made a hand gesture, pressed his hand on the ground, and the quagmire immediately rolled, and a mud man slowly emerged from the quagmire.

The clay figure was covered in mud. Even if Li Wuzhi came, he would not be able to recognize that the clay figure was Xu Fu.

However, Xu Fu had already lost his breath at this time, and his body could not support himself. After coming out of the quagmire, he collapsed into a ball like mud, and one could barely recognize him as a human being.

Mu Xian changed his magic spells, and some silt surged out of the mire and covered Xu Fu, forming a short mud pile.

Looking at the pile of mud, Mu Xian showed a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with it.

"Brother has treated you well. Not everyone can be buried in my yard, hahahaha..."

Mu Xian laughed heartily, as if he had heard something extremely interesting, and there was a kind of joy of relief in his laughter.

Before he finished laughing, a servant ran out of the yard. Seeing Mu Xian laughing, he didn't dare to disturb him or get close to him. He just stood guard outside the gate.

After a few breaths, Mu Xian finally stopped. He had forgotten how long it had been since he last laughed like this. At this moment, he just felt refreshed all over his body.

"Say!"

Mu Xian said coldly while adjusting his clothes. He always cared about his appearance. If this servant was not his confidant, there would probably be another corpse in the yard today.

The servant guarding the door turned around immediately upon hearing this, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Master, Master Zhu said that his Dharma instrument was destroyed and he has to go home to be punished. He is here to say goodbye to you."

"Tell him that the man who destroyed his magic weapon was named Xu Fu, an assassin who has been killed by me. As for your departure... I am seriously injured and cannot meet guests." Mu Xian glanced at the pile of mud where Xu Fu was buried and said calmly.

"Miss Li has arrived in Jibei City..."

"Okay, wait for her to arrive and bring her here." Mu Xian showed a hint of joy on his face and hurriedly ordered. In order to find Li Wuji, he almost mobilized all his spies and searched in all towns and villages, big and small, and finally found Li Wuji in Donghai City thousands of miles away.

Upon learning that Li Wuji wanted to return to the Mu Mansion, the spy immediately notified the Dan League’s branch in Donghai City and arranged for experts to escort him throughout the journey.

"One more thing..."

The servant hadn't finished speaking yet.

"The young lady packed her bag and headed towards the east city gate."

"Let her go, but keep a close eye on her and don't let her run into Wu Ji!"

After listening to Mu Xian's instructions, the servant immediately retreated, leaving Mu Xian standing in front of a pile of earth, squinting his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, the servant came again, this time with a woman following him.

"Master, Miss Li is here."

Mu Xian was sitting on a rattan chair with his eyes closed at this time. Upon hearing the words, he immediately went out with a look of surprise. Sure enough, he saw Li Wuzhi's pretty face with a slight blush, standing behind the servant.

The servant tactfully retreated quickly.

Mu Xian stepped forward and grabbed Li Wuzhi's hand.

"Junior sister, is it really you? I thought I would never see you again!" Mu Xian said with deep affection in his eyes.

"Senior brother..."

Li Wuji looked extremely embarrassed and with a little effort he pulled his hand back.

Mu Xian suddenly let out a muffled groan and covered his side with his hands.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Li Wuji asked nervously upon seeing this.

"It's okay. I just got a few minor injuries from an assassin that broke in this morning."

Mu Xian forced a smile, it sounded like a trivial matter.

Only then did Li Wuzhi notice the shocking wound on Mu Xian's body and the bloodstains on his clothes.

Li Wuzhi secretly blamed herself in her heart, thinking it was all her fault that Mu Xian was injured.

"Sit down first!"

Li Wuzhi hurriedly helped Mu Xian sit back on the rattan chair, and then looked at Mu Xian's wound with concern.

When Mu Xian saw Li Wuzhi's appearance, he was secretly proud in his heart, but his face still showed an expression of enduring pain.

"How could you be injured so badly?"

When Li Wuji saw the wound clearly, he was shocked at first, then asked in surprise.

The Mu Mansion is heavily guarded. Logically speaking, ordinary people cannot get close to Mu Xian.

"It's all my fault for being careless for a moment. The assassin said he had news about you, so I was less prepared." Mu Xian said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Blame me."

Li Wuji felt even more remorseful after hearing this.

"If I could really see Junior Sister sooner, I would be willing to take a hundred or a thousand cuts, not to mention just one..."

"Brother!"

Li Wuji blushed when she heard this. It was the first time she heard a man speak such explicit words to her. She immediately turned her face away and shyly interrupted Mu Xian's words.

"Brother, you are so rude! Junior sister, you must have had a hard time on your journey. Have a cup of tea first!"

Mu Xian also seemed to feel something was wrong, with a look of panic on his face. He then picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Li Wuji, and made a gesture of invitation.

"I collected all the spiritual objects in the world and prepared this tea specifically for you. Come and try it."

Mu Xian's words were as gentle as water, and Li Wuzhi felt warm in his heart and picked up the teacup unconsciously.

The tea was warm, and before it reached my lips I could smell a strong tea aroma mixed with a hint of medicine. Just a sniff of it made me feel relaxed and sleepy.

"It seems that a lot of tranquilizers were added to the tea, Senior Brother!" Li Wuzhi held the teacup and looked at Mu Xian in surprise.

"To be honest, Junior Sister, I'm worried that you're tired from the journey, so I specially prepared the medicinal tea so that you can drink it and rest early." Mu Xian answered calmly.

"I see! Thank you, brother!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wuji took small sips and finished the tea in a short while.

"Junior sister, how about this tea?" Mu Xian asked with a smile when he saw Li Wuzhi finish drinking it.

"The tea smells good, but... I feel a little dizzy."

As Li Wuzhi was speaking, his eyelids seemed to have closed and his whole body slowly went limp.

Mu Xian stood up quickly, not looking seriously injured at all. He put his arms around Li Wuji's waist and looked at the delicate skin on Li Wuji's neck, with a rare greed in his eyes.

"Senior brother..."

Li Wuji's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and after this call, there was no further sound.

"Xiaoxue, the night is long and dreams are many, I won't wait for your birthday!"

Mu Xian whispered as he picked up Li Wuji, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.