Matchmaker Returns Again

  Bai Luli didn't speak again until the man's figure left her line of sight, then she brought her gaze back to the masked men lying unconscious on the ground. She squatted down and observed their condition, seeing that their faces were pale green, with beads of sweat continuously dripping from their foreheads. Although they were unconscious, their bodies kept twitching as if suffering some kind of intense torment. However, as the man walked further away, their convulsions gradually subsided.

  Bai Luli carefully observed the opponent's situation, and involuntarily raised her head to look in the direction where the white-clothed young master had left. That man with crippled legs had an incredibly deep inner power that allowed him to control the whistling sound to deal with his opponents. It was already a great fortune for these people to survive in that eerie whistling sound, let alone get close to him. If that man's body hadn't been injured, it was likely that the ones lying before her eyes would have already become a pile of corpses. Or perhaps, he had never intended to take their lives, after all, they had no grudges against him.

  It's just as well to leave her a way out, let her hear it with her own ears, and see who wants to get rid of her. It won't be in vain that she had Sha Mu spread the word yesterday afternoon about her trip to Zhan Yun Temple today.

  At this thought, Bai Liuli smiled slightly, took off the veil on her head and put it aside, pulled down the mask of a masked man in front of her, shook the hand with silver needles gently in front of him, and laughed: "I know your pain is slowly decreasing, come on, who is so concerned about my life?"

  That was a man who looked to be around thirty years old, with a sinister scar on his left cheek. His eyes, which were slowly opening, changed expression when he saw the silver needle in Bai Liuli's hand. However, due to the shock from the strange whistle earlier, it was difficult for him to even open his eyes, let alone stand up. But Bai Liuli seemed not to notice the change in his expression, and continued to play with the silver needle in her hand, still smiling. Her smile seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and although she was smiling, it was cold enough to make people feel a chill. "Is it the top scholar? Or my beloved sister?"

  Bai Luli smiled and said, moving the silver needle in her fingers slowly from the man's cheek to his throat. The man's eyes suddenly flashed with shock and fear, but returned to calmness in an instant. Bai Luli secretly cried out "not good" and moved her hand to seal off the man's blood vessels, but it was already too late.

  Only to see the man's mouth corner bleeding, his head tilted, and he was out of breath. Bai Liuli quickly moved to another masked person, still a step late. In an instant, more than 20 masked people took their own lives at the same time!

  Bai Luli's eyes narrowed slightly as she stood up slowly, a cold smile spreading across her face. "You'd rather die than reveal the secret?" She thought to herself, impressed despite herself. It was truly remarkable that those who had wanted to harm her could have raised such a loyal and devoted follower, one who would rather die than betray her trust.

  Forget it, without a confession, she can still find ways to do what she wants to do.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Is the White family's master being chased to death or is he killing someone to silence them?" Suddenly, an ill-timed joke echoed out, "But judging from the current situation, it seems like the White family's master is the one doing the silencing... Oh dear, oh dear, the evil woman has begun her massacre."

  Bai Liuli's eyes sank, and without thinking, she threw the silver needle in her hand towards the direction of the laughter. A faint sound of a sharp object piercing a hard surface echoed, and the laughter suddenly became nervous. "Is the White family master trying to murder the matchmaker? Mu is born timid and can't bear to be frightened. The White family master wouldn't want Mu to be scared into a coma in this desolate wilderness, would you? In that case, let the White family master carry Mu back to the city herself?"

  The owner of this voice suddenly felt like a noisy crow, as if no matter where she appeared, the owner of this voice would follow. Turning around to look at this person who shouldn't be here, her tone and expression suddenly turned cold, "Young Master Mu really has refined tastes, actually liking to come to such a desolate place for fun."

  "This, too, is a matter of mutual understanding, doesn't the master of the White family also have such leisurely and elegant pursuits?" Mu Ze's expression of sincere fear was matched with a smiling face, making it seem strange no matter how one looked at it. Meanwhile, the silver needle that Bai Lian had just thrown out was stuck precisely in the middle of the folding fan's bone in his hand, or rather, Mu Ze had accurately and flawlessly caught her silver needle with the folding fan in his hand.

  Bai Luli looked at the silver needle on the folding fan bone in Mu Zhuo's hand, and her gaze settled slightly on Mu Zhuo's smiling face.

  In the month of Yao, Wu was revered as a deity, and Ze Guo was no exception. The three major families were all martial arts households, and this young master in front of him, who always carried a fan with him, was the next head of the Mu family. His internal strength and agility had reached an unknown level.

  "Since we're in the middle of nowhere, I'll get straight to the point." Bai Luli gazed at Mu Zong's smiling eyes with a cold and detached expression, saying, "Mu Young Master followed me all the way to Zhan Yun Temple, what's the purpose?"

  "Look at what White is saying, it's as if Mu had been following you, but in fact, we just arrived at this abandoned Zhan Yun Temple one after the other. How can he say that Mu was following White? At most, it's just that you and I walked along the same path and arrived at this temple one after the other." As Mu spoke, he suddenly opened his bamboo fan with a whoosh, and the silver needle attached to the fan bone fell off and pierced into the mud on the ground beside his foot. The entire silver needle had sunk into the mud without leaving any trace!

  Bai Luli gave Mu Zhen a final glance before turning around and walking into the temple without saying a word, leaving Mu Zhen alone to mutter to himself. Seeing this, Mu Zhen didn't feel embarrassed at all, but instead smiled and followed after him, complaining, "Hey, hey, hey, Master Bai, don't rush off like that, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

  "If Mr. Mu were to come and propose, it would be unnecessary." Bai Liuli suddenly felt puzzled, wondering how there could be men in the world who were more annoying than women.

  "Mr. Bai is indeed clever, and he guessed it right on the spot. I, Mu, admire him." Mu Ze laughed shamelessly, not caring whether Bai Liu-li was listening or not, and continued to chatter away, "Don't rush to refuse, Mr. Bai, listen to me finish speaking. This Ghost King, although ugly, is actually considerate and understanding. If you marry him, he will definitely be obedient to you, putting you in the palm of his hand and cherishing you. You take a look yourself, where can you find such a good man? If you don't marry him, it's a loss for several lifetimes."

  "Since Master Mu has praised him so highly, why not marry him yourself?" Bai Liuli listened with amusement, her voice still calm and collected. "Didn't I already make it clear yesterday that I won't be marrying? Didn't Master Mu inform King Yun of this?"

  That demon king, the reason he chose Mu Zong as a matchmaker was because he valued his garrulousness, and guessed that what she couldn't stand the most in her two lifetimes was indeed garrulousness. Truly, it's torture for the ears.

  "This is absolutely unacceptable, Mu has no interest in men, and even less interest in ugly men." Mu heard Bai Liuli's words, his expression immediately turned sour, like he had eaten shit, and he shook his head repeatedly. But as soon as Bai mentioned Baoli Yunxiao, Mu's face turned resentful and complaining, "It was that ugly brat who made me lose face again!"

  But Mu Zhuang had just finished speaking and suddenly became quiet again, looking back with a stern expression, as if the smile on his face had never existed before. However, it was only for an instant, and he smiled again, "Someone has arrived, Mu will withdraw first and continue later."

  Bai Liuli stomped her foot and turned around, only to see that the empty space behind her was now truly empty, with no sign of the twenty or so corpses that had been there.

  A dark green software is slowly coming down the stairs from the mountain.