There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 297 I'm Only Interested in One Woman
He really wanted to turn around and leave this mess.

"Do you think they will let us see the elders if our attitude is softer?" The woman named Yan Xue clearly refused to let them see the elders.

"This..." Well, in fact, he wasn't sure either.

"If you kill them, I don't believe that the elder can hide inside." Duanmuxiu's eyes flashed a cold-blooded and ruthless light.

"It's too extreme for you to do this, you can't do it." In order to force the elder to come out, he doesn't need to kill people, Mu Yang said anxiously.

"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll kill you too." After finishing speaking harshly, Duan Muxiu pointed the soft sword in his face.

Mu Yang gasped suddenly, stretched out two fingers, moved the soft sword pointing at him away, and sighed, "Calm down, you won't be able to save her like this."

"It's definitely possible." Duan Muxiu immediately refuted his words in a deep voice. In his mind, Xiahou Xiyue cannot die, and no one can snatch her away from him, not even King Yama.

"I've never seen such a presumptuous person, Four Great Guardians, please take him down." Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Yan Xue asked the Four Great Guardians again.

It seems that today's battle must be fought, Mu Yang is a little at a loss, and doesn't know who he should help.

Seeing that the fight was about to break out, at this moment, an old man's voice came from inside: "Everyone stand back and let them in."

"Elder, they forced their way in." Yan Xue's expression changed when she heard the voice inside.

"Let them in." The voice from inside revealed an irresistible majesty.

"Okay." Yan Xue said somewhat unwillingly, "Our elders invite you, go in."

Great, finally there is no need to fight. If they really fight, it doesn't matter who gets hurt. Mu Yang stretched out his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and said joyfully, "Brother Duanmu, let's go in."

Needless to say, Duanmuxiu had already walked quickly inside with Xiahou Xiyue in his arms.

This is a somewhat simple and unpretentious room, in which sits an old woman in her seventies, wearing clothes that are unique to the witch tribe, her hair is slightly white, but her face is still flushed, her eyes are deep and spirited, she does not look like that at all. A senile old woman.

"The younger generation pays homage to the elder." Mu Yang saluted respectfully as soon as he stepped into the door.

"There's no need to be too polite." The elder waved his hand to get him up.

"Elder, please save my wife." Duan Muxiu came to her with Xiahou Xiyue in his arms. Although his face was still calm and composed, there was a flash of anxiety in his eyes, and his trembling palms It was revealing his panic and uneasiness.

"Put her on the bed." The elder's eyes fell on Xia Hou Xiyue's blood-stained chest, she frowned and let out a barely audible sigh: "Mu Yang, it must be the master's good deed. "

"Yes, elder." Mu Yang lowered his head in shame.

"In order to get rid of our witch clan, your master even did such detrimental things." How much did he hate them?

"Elder, I'm sorry, I wanted to stop him, but..." Mu Yang was so embarrassed that he felt ashamed.

"You can stop what he wants to do." The elder raised his hand to let him stop blaming himself, and then came to the bed.

"Elder, you must save her, as long as you can save her, no matter what the cost." Duanmuxiu pursed his lips and said firmly.

"At any cost?" The elder's face suddenly became serious.

"At any cost." Duan Muxiu's tone became firmer.

"Okay, stretch out your palm." The elder nodded slightly and said.

(End of this chapter)