The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

With a flash of silver light in his hand, nine golden needles appeared. Mu Bai borrowed the golden needles to seal off the blood flow and all vitality in his body, making it feel like a dead person to outsiders.

After finishing all this, Mu Bai retracted the gold needle into the space ring.

Now even a master can't detect any aura of Mu Bai, but he himself can't see or hear any movement, so he can only radiate his mind power for a distance of about 50 meters to sense the external situation.

Mu Bai knew that the place where he was hiding had been noticed by others, he could not stay any longer, he had to leave quickly, but now he has no clue, it is really too difficult to find out the whereabouts of his father here.

Suddenly, he had an idea, as if he had thought of some way, his body was like a ghost in the dark night, avoiding the sight of those patrolling soldiers, and quietly came to the window of a room in the mansion.

Half of the windows were open for ventilation, and he got into it immediately.

Although he could sneak into the mansion with the earth escape technique, there would be fluctuations in the magic element, which could easily be detected by the masters in the mansion.

It is impossible for the Violet family to think that Mu Bai dared to sneak into their mansion late at night to find out the news of his father, because there is no strict defense at all, and no one has the guts to make trouble here unless they want to die.

"Quick, move all the sofas here for me, it will take up too much space in the hall."

A middle-aged housekeeper was busy directing two house slaves to move a leather sofa into the room Mu Bai had sneaked into.

Mu Bai's body was hiding in the curtain, and at this moment he had released the aura of the seal on his body, as long as he didn't radiate his thoughts at will, he wouldn't be noticed.

I saw two young men in gray clothes struggling to move a sofa into the room.

The room is full of messy furniture, which seems to exist here temporarily.

After the two house slaves moved the sofa in, they seemed to have spent a lot of effort, and then lay down comfortably on the sofa.

A house slave sighed: "Why am I not so lucky? I was born in a noble family. The sofa under us is worth at least [-] gold coins. The money I earn in this life is not enough to buy a part of it." A little piece of skin."