Feng Mingxue came to Li Muchan's courtyard and went directly into the house. Then she saw Li Muchan sitting cross-legged on the couch with three arrows stuck in his chest.

"Junior brother!" Feng Mingxue called softly and hurriedly stepped forward.

Li Muchan opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Senior sister, you were careless!"

"How could that happen?" Feng Mingxue looked at him in disbelief.

She found it hard to believe that no one in the world could hit him with an arrow. Not to mention his Qinggong and keen senses, even flying swords could not hit him.

Li Muchan shook his head, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "You're careless. There are many strange things in the world, and this arrow is one of them."

Feng Mingxue stepped forward to gently support him and looked down at the arrows. These arrows were different from ordinary arrows. They were dark and without any luster. They felt like iron but not wood and were made of a special material.

These three arrows were very small and delicate, like works of art rather than sharp weapons for killing people, but they happened to penetrate the junior brother's chest.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to support his back, passing through a surge of internal energy, only to feel that his internal energy was being consumed rapidly. Fortunately, he had a miraculous ability and could replenish his internal energy at any time.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, I won't die yet."

"Senior brother, what should I do? Pull it out?" Feng Mingxue asked hurriedly.

Li Muchan laughed and said: "When I use my power to force it out, the arrow will be poisonous. If I pull out the arrow, the poison will spread completely. It is really a vicious arrow!"

As he said this, he closed his eyes again. Feng Mingxue took a deep breath, stood up and went outside the house, stopping the three people who entered the courtyard.

"Miss Feng, Brother Li, he...?" Dugu Heng asked eagerly, his breath heavy.

Feng Mingxue said: "He was a little injured, it doesn't matter, he is recovering,... let's not disturb him."

"Brother Li, is he seriously injured?" Dugu Heng asked hurriedly.

Feng Mingxue smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, let's go out."

Tang Tianming said: "Isn't he dead?"

Feng Mingxue frowned and said calmly: "Young Master Tang wishes that my junior brother would die, right?"

Tang Tianming hummed: "Of course!... But as the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I guess he won't die that easily!"

"Brother--!" Tang Tang stamped his feet and said angrily, "How long has it been? You're still kidding!"

Tang Tianming said: "Did the Zhu family hurt him? Does the Zhu family still have this ability?"

Feng Mingxue said calmly: "Everyone, let's go out. We will tell you the details after my junior brother has healed his injuries in the evening."

The three of them exited Li Muchan's courtyard and waited at the waterside pavilion in the back garden. Dugu Jinghua also hurried over and waited together.

Dugu Jinghua just glanced at Tang Tianming and stopped looking at him. Although Tang Tianming was rude to Dugu Jinghua, once they met, he immediately behaved and did not dare to speak loudly.

Dugu Jinghua exudes an inexplicable majesty, which makes people breathless. He feels this majesty in his father, and there is a shadow in his heart.

They lived like a year, and although Dugu Jinghua was busy, he couldn't care less. He kept sitting next to Feng Mingxue, watching the sun slowly move from the center to the west.

The sun was about to set, and Dugu Jinghua couldn't help but say: "If it is really the Zhu family who did it, I will never forgive you. The four great aristocratic families can't keep their word."

Feng Mingxue said: "It probably has something to do with the Zhu family, but my junior brother has never said who did it."

While he was talking, Li Muchan appeared in a fluttering green shirt. He took a few steps to the waterside pavilion, took one look at the crowd, and said with a smile: "Everyone is gathered together!"

"Junior brother, is it okay?" Feng Mingxue looked him up and down.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "I can't die yet."

Dugu Jinghua also stared at him closely. After sizing him up, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, sir. Who did you meet?"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "This time we really got into trouble. It was six old monks and six old men, all of them holding crossbows, which are very powerful!"

"Monk? Crossbow——?" Feng Mingxue frowned and said in deep thought: "Isn't it a master of Ouchi?...Where is the arrow?"

Li Muchan took one out of his arms and handed it over. His blood had disappeared from the arrow's body. It was dark and without any luster. It was inconspicuous except for its exquisiteness.

"God-breaking arrow!" Dugu Jinghua's jade face darkened.
Chapter completed!