Chapter 19: The Search for the Missing Person (I)

The first time he saw the 'Cloud Piercing Arrow', Mo Xie set off from Yizhuang, and last night's vision of him covered in blood made him dare not get too close to Fu Qingfeng. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was afraid that he would really do something.

"I'm here to work, I'm here to make money, and I'm going to leave when I make money. ”

Mo Xie reminded himself repeatedly in his heart.

"Sa!"

Mo Ye's speed was not unfast, and the distance from Yizhuang to Shili Pavilion was at least two or three thousand meters, and he only took about twenty seconds.

"Huh!"

Mo Yeren had already dispersed his perception before he arrived at Shili Pavilion, he saw the scene of Zuo Qianhu's massacre, the snow bright knife, the flying blood, and the constantly falling servants, Mo Xie looked coldly, and did not increase his speed for this, because he could see that except for a few of them who rushed too fiercely and shouted too loudly were decisively hacked to death, Zuo Qianhu did not kill others, don't look at a large number of people on the ground, in fact, most of them were just knocked out by Zuo Qianhu with the back of the knife.

When Zuo Qianhu's knife was against Fu Qingfeng's neck, Mo Xie rushed to the scene - and he also chose a very pretending and forcing way to appear.

"Phew!"

Like a meteorite outside the sky, Mo Xie fell straight into the middle of the road, and smashed out a big crater in an instant, and in the dust, Zuo Qianhu had to protect the door with one hand, and at the same time swung eighteen knives in a row in the direction of the wind and dust.

He sensed danger from Mo Ye, a danger that would swallow him whole at any moment.

Eighteen knives, a chain of knives, he cut the wind, he cut the sand, he cut out the existence hidden in the wind and sand.

The knife was still a bright one, but it had lost its sharpness in his eyes.

Because he has been defeated.

"Smack!"

Hidden in the wind and sand is Mo Ye's advancing posture, which is his fist.

His fists glowed red.

Unicorn arm!

Zuo Qianhu's knife slashed at Mo Ye's fist very accurately, as if the tip of a needle was fighting against Mai Mang, but it was his knife that broke, and the opponent's fist was unscathed.

"I'm defeated. ”

Mo Ye's fist stopped in front of Zuo Qianhu, facing the fist that was only an inch away from his heart, Zuo Qianhu threw away the knife in his hand in a dejected manner, word by word.

He had never seen Mo Ye, and he had never seen such martial arts. He thinks that he has already known the world's martial arts and will do his best, but today, at this moment, he knows that he is wrong.

He obviously didn't know Mo Xie and Mo Ye's fist.

A defeated general should look like a defeated general, he didn't ask Mo Ye who he was, what kind of punch he used, and he didn't even surprise Mo Ye's youth, he just looked at the broken knife that he threw on the ground, and it seemed that he didn't care about his life and death.

"Where's Master Fu?"

Mo Ye's perception had been released, within his perception range, he didn't find Fu Tianqiu who was locked in the prisoner car, he didn't even find other officials, he only saw an empty horse and an empty car not far away.

Zuo Qianhu actually came alone.

What is this?

Do you want to ask for directions?

How did he know there was an ambush here?

Mo Xie didn't know how to read minds, and if he asked a large number of questions at once, it would greatly reduce the momentum he created, so he only asked one question.

A very standard question will naturally get a very standard answer.

"I don't know. ”

Zuo Qianhu was a man, and Mo Ye saw the meaning of seeing death as if he were at home from his facial expression.

"Then I'll find it myself. ”

Mo Xie knew that Zuo Qianhu's mouth was difficult to pry open, and at the moment, the other party clearly didn't know whether he had hidden Fu Tianqiu and the escort team somewhere, or simply let them go another way, although it was not clear why Zuo Qianhu made such a decision, but just standing here obviously couldn't solve the problem.

Mo Xie casually gave Zuo Qianhu a punch, and the latter fell down and fainted.

This Zuo Qianhu is also a man with iron bones, but he was born at the wrong time, for such a person, Mo Ye will never kill lightly if he has no choice, and since he stopped Zuo Qianhu until now, the "Holy Codex" has not squeaked, it seems that the other party has nothing to fish, there is no need to kill.

"Tell Brother Zhiqiu, watch the people, I'll come when I go. ”

Mo Xie didn't glance at Fu Qingfeng from beginning to end, as if the other party was air, such a gesture was simply an insult, but at this time, Fu Qingfeng did not have the slightest anger.

Masters always have the temper of masters, and Mo Ye's posture is much better than Fu Qingfeng's understanding of those 'masters' who draw their swords without saying a word and kill and rob ordinary people, and for some considerations, if Mo Ye stares at her, she will feel uncomfortable in her heart.

"Okay. ”

Looking at the blood of her servants all over the ground, there was hatred in her eyes.

"Don't touch him, I'm still useful. ”

Mo Ye just didn't use her eyes to look at Fu Qingfeng, how could the hatred in her eyes be hidden from Mo Ye under her perception?

Mo Xie added the last sentence, and then the whole person rose into the air.

"Perception - scattered!"

When people are in the air, Mo Ye spreads his perception to the greatest extent.

Perhaps because of the existence of a thin aura in this world, Mo Ye's perception can only spread out for five kilometers here, and this forest is a hundred and ten hectares, if you blindly search, you may not be able to find anyone until tomorrow morning.

Mo Xie decided to look back in the direction of Zuo Qianhu first.

……

The next morning.

Last night, no one slept, and the Fu sisters used almost all their manpower to search for their father, but after a night, they found nothing.

After searching all night, most of them had lost their strength, and they all gathered in Yizhuang to rest at the moment, only Mo Xie and Zhiqiu Yiye, two 'capable people', were still searching outside.

"Don't waste your efforts, you won't find it. ”

Zuo Qianhu was hung in Yizhuang, and he looked at the room full of tired people, with a hint of pride on his face.

"Where did you hide my father?"

The arrogance on Zuo Qianhu's face and the ridicule in his mouth angered Fu Yuechi, and this woman with little experience in the rivers and lakes rushed to Zuo Qianhu and carried the other party's clothes and asked.

None of the people in the room stepped forward to stop Fu Yuechi's movements, because such a scene had happened countless times last night.

"Your father is a thief, you are also a thief, and your litter is a thief. ”

Zuo Qianhu stared at Fu Yuechi's eyes and said.

"My dad is not a thief!"

Fu Yuechi grabbed Zuo Qianhu's clothes hard, in the end, he was a person who had read a book, and even his tantrums had the taste of Sven.

Zuo Qianhu just sneered, and he swept over everyone in the room with a hideous gaze, as if he wanted to keep everyone's faces in mind.

"What do you look at?!"

A retainer stood up, he was one of the people who ambushed Zuo Qianhu last night, he was lucky, he was just knocked out in that one-sided battle, and at this moment, seeing Zuo Qianhu, who was 'like a demon god' and 'like entering no man's land' last night, cast a gaze at him, he couldn't help but tremble, and then scolded fiercely.

There are three points of anger and seven points of fear in this scolding, not so much that he is scolding others but that he is emboldening himself.

"Huh. ”

Zuo Qianhu just sneered, and the retainer who stood up couldn't say anything under this sneer.

The tiger falls in Pingyang, and the aftermath does not fall.

"Wait, Brother Zhiqiu, they will definitely get my father back!

Fu Yuechi was also intimidated by Zuo Qianhu's momentum, she couldn't help but loosen the other party's placket and took two steps back, but she quickly reacted, as if to save her face and momentum, she said in a firm tone.