Chapter 10, the four directions of the clouds
Far away, Mo Wen saw Qiu Rong through the curtain of the carriage: "Oh, the son of conscience, it's finally here, but let the lower officials wait, come on, come on, please inside!" ā
Mo Wen stretched out his hand: "My lord, please!" ā
"No, no, no, Childe is a guest, Childe will invite you first!"
"This ...... Please! Mo Wen was no longer polite, and stepped into the Thorn Shi Mansion first, to say that this mansion is not the largest Mo Wen has ever seen, but it is the most luxurious, and even Mo Wen thinks that maybe the lock ring on this door is made of gold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
During the banquet, Qiu Rong asked tentatively: "Childe, the lower official has the courage to say a lot, this is a question...... It shouldn't be Childe's real name, right? ā
Mo Wen smiled, and didn't hide it: "My lord Mingjian, it's really not, but the name is a code name, and my conscience is also me, so my lord just calls it that." ā
"Haha, what Childe said is right, Childe should have only recently arrived in Bicheng, right?" Qiu Rong asked.
Mo Wen nodded: "Well, it didn't take long to arrive, and I guess I'm about to leave." ā
"No wonder, I haven't seen Childe before, but I don't know how Childe came to the Su family to take care of the hospital?"
"Well...... It's a long story, but in fact, the day I entered the city, I only received Miss Su's favor, and it was purely to repay the favor. Mo asked.
"Oh, the son is really noble, the grace of the dripping water is reciprocated, the lower official admires and admires, for this, the lower official respects the son with a cup!"
Saying that, the two of them raised their glasses and drank it all: "Since it is the favor of the son, it is the favor of the lower officials, the son can rest assured, the affairs of the Su family, with me, no one dares to harass again, why don't the sons live in my house, so that the lower officials can do their best to the friendship of the landlord?" ā
Mo Wen smiled: "No need, Lord Qiu, firstly, I had already planned to leave Bicheng, and secondly, I met Lord Qiu for the first time, and it was really inconvenient to disturb, so I will leave." ā
"Hey~~ Ask your heart, this wine hasn't been drunk yet."
Ignoring Qiu Rong's shouting, Mo Wen had already left the Assassin's Mansion in one step, and when the cold wind blew, Mo Wen only felt more drunk, looking at the full moon in mid-air, Mo Wen was melancholy: "Daddy......"
Sighing, Mo Wen's back looked so lonely on this silent street, he didn't go back to Su Mansion again, the moment he came out of the Thorn Shi Mansion, he had already decided to leave Bicheng.
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"Did you find him?"
Zi Yao shook her head slightly: "Madam, don't worry, you will definitely find it." ā
"I know ......"
"Madame, there is one more thing......
"You say."
"The situation of the Purple Night Sword Sect is not very good, since the identity of the young master has spread, many sects have found the Purple Night Sword Sect."
"Hmph, Mo Daoyuan was forced to die to the sky back then, and today let them taste the taste of being forced! Zi Yao, decent people have already gotten the news, they must find him one step ahead of them! Don't let anything happen to him! You know? ā
"Yes, ma'am!" At the same time, Zi Yao added in her heart, even if I try my best, I won't let him have anything to do.
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"Have decent people already done it?" Gu Feng touched the joints of his fingers and said quietly.
"Yes, master."
"Great, you go and gather them, destroy some small sects and factions around, and say that the young master is here to avenge the evil king!"
"Yes, master!"
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"Shadow, where do you think he's going?"
"Jiren has his own natural appearance, it's useless to be anxious, no news may be good news!"
"I hope so!"
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"Senior brother, do you want to ask this kid, how are you doing?"
"Oh, junior sister, you're here again, didn't you hear from your friend? It's good to ask him, and it's a good thing that he didn't come back to the Sword Sect, otherwise ......"
"God bless my question......"
Mo Daoyuan looked into the distance, sighed in his heart, and asked, I hope you don't live up to the teachings of your father for so many years, and don't go astray!