It was a jade ring, Luo Shaobai only glanced at it and recognized what it was, the whole body was dark green, the texture was cold, and the most important thing was that there was an inconspicuous position engraved with the word "ink" on the edge of the jade ring, this thing was a token of the master of the ink gate, how could it be here?

didn't have time to think about it, Luo Shaobai dismounted and walked towards the person who had just sneaked up, Mo Ziyu, the master of the Momen Gate, was his best friend, and the jade ring was the symbol of the Momen Sect Master, and it was the belongings of the Momen Master, and now it appeared here, indicating that something big must have happened in the Momen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person on the ground was already dying, dressed in ink-colored clothes, which looked like the clothes of the inner disciples of the Mo family, that person saw Luo Shaobai coming, struggling to get up from the ground, Luo Shaobai stood ten meters away from him, she wanted to see what this person wanted to do.

Those who hold brooms are not necessarily sweepers.

The man struggled a few times without success, his eyes stared at Luo Shaobai, Luo Shaobai couldn't help frowning, this person gave her a sense of familiarity, but Ziyu's proud disciple Luo Shaobai basically knew it, and there was no such person in it.

At this moment, the man seemed to have thought of something, turned over with all his strength, turned his back to Luo Shaobai, stretched out a finger and wrote on the ground.

Momen Athletic, Ink Drop.

The handwriting was sloppy but Luo Shaobai still recognized it at a glance, it turned out to be him, three years ago, he was invited by Ziyu to watch the disciples of the Momen sect competition, Momen is good at machine skills, at that time, the jade flute made by this ink drop can have eighteen weapon changes, in the arena of the year, it can be said that the skills are overwhelming, his jade flute, he was still coveted for a long time.

Luo Shaobai immediately stepped forward quickly, picked up Modi with both hands, and dragged him onto the horse, Modi had lost half of his strength, but his hands tightly tugged on Luo Shaobai's sleeves, and kept repeating a sentence in his mouth, "Quick, go to Juzhou, Lord Luomeng, save, save my master." ”

Luo Shaobai's hand holding the reins shook suddenly, and sure enough, something happened to Momen!

With a loud shout, Luo Shaobai rode his horse and galloped forward, first the eighth prince was assassinated in Juzhou, and then Ziyu was deeply trapped in Juzhou, and the seemingly unrelated two people are now in an accident in Juzhou at the same time, one is carrying a royal dragon vein, and the other is respected as a martial arts master, Luo Shaobai does not believe that there will be such a coincidence in the world, on the contrary, it is more like someone did it deliberately, as if he was a hunter who dug a trap, waiting for the prey to enter the cage step by step.

Prey?

Luo Shaobai's eyes flashed with a cold smile, she never liked to be a prey.

Running all the way, he finally arrived in Tuoba City before dark, entered Chengluo Shaobai and directly adjusted his horse's head, passed through three or four lively streets, spared seven or eight alleys, and stopped in front of a small farmhouse courtyard.

There was no one left and right, Luo Shaobai jumped off the horse lightly, knocked on the door a few times according to the rhythm of one, three, two, five, a moment later, the wooden door was suddenly opened, Luo Shaobai led the horse in, the yard was dark, and only an old voice was heard in the ink: "Don't order a coffin today, guests please go back!" ”

Luo Shaobai smiled lightly when he heard this, and said loudly: "The young man doesn't book a coffin, and he doesn't match it, so he came here just to learn the craft from Old Man Qi." ”

Before the words fell, the lights in the courtyard suddenly brightened, and an old man walked out of the door tremblingly with the support of his granddaughter, watching Luo Shaobai hurriedly greet him, and was about to kneel: "Subordinates see the alliance leader!" ”

It's just that before his knees kneeled to the ground, he was held up by a warm current, only to hear Luo Shaobai say with a smile: "Uncle Qi, you don't have to be like this between you and me," he turned around and hugged the ink droplets on the horse, and said in a low voice to Qi Lao, "Let's go in and talk." ”

Qi Lao glanced at the person Luo Shaobai was holding in some surprise, and after glancing at his granddaughter, he hurriedly invited Luo Shaobai into the house.

Half an hour later.

"Uncle Qi, how is he?" Luo Shaobai looked at Qi Lao, who was frowning, and asked.

Qi Lao slowly pulled back the silver needle inserted in the fingertips of the ink drops, the black blood on the tips of the needles carried a wisp of deep purple, Qi Lao pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "If the old man's expectations are good, this young man should have been poisoned by the fire poison of the snowy region." ”

"Snowy Fire Poison?" Luo Shaobai glanced at her eyebrows, as far as she knew, the snow fire poison is a kind of unique poison used by the royal family of the Snow Country in Northern Xinjiang, and it is rumored to be made of the unique ice and fire poison lotus in the snow region with Baiwei poisonous grass, and its toxicity is so strong that not a single inch of grass grows within 10,000 miles, and it is a well-deserved head of the world's strange poisons.

"Huh?"

Just when Luo Shaobai's mind was full of thoughts, Qi Lao suddenly said: "It's strange, it doesn't seem that what he has is the Snow Fire Poison, or it is not the authentic Snow Fire Poison." ”

After that, he pulled out the silver needles inserted in the three places of Yangbai acupoint, Yintang acupoint, and Fengfu acupoint on the ink drop head one by one, handed it to Luo Shaobai's eyes and explained: "Young master, please see, usually the authentic snow fire poison is the deep purple ink color that is dyed when the black is at its peak, and on the three silver needles in the hands of the old man, the blood is black and impure, and the purple is mixed with a little red yellow, and there is also the smell of Xuanhuang grass when you smell it. The combination of these herbs has the effect of fighting poison with poison, but it reduces the toxicity of this poison. ”

"I see, then Uncle Qi has a way to detoxify?" Now that the situation in Juzhou is unknown, Modi may bring some of the key information, which will be very beneficial to his future rescue deployment.

Qi Lao thought for a while and said, "Old decay is not completely sure, but you can give it a try." ”

"How long will it take?"

"Five hours."

"Okay," Luo Shaobai looked at the bloodless ink droplets lying on the bed, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, I'll pick up people." ”

"Yes."

After settling down for a while, Luo Shaobai went out and went straight to the main street.

Although Tuoba is located in a remote area, it is the hub of trade between Chuyou and other countries on the road, there are all kinds of merchants coming and going on the street, the shops on both sides are lit up, placing unique local specialties, and the stalls along the street are continuous, and the shouts of various dialects mixed together come and go, which adds a lot of lively atmosphere to this night.

Luo Shaobai walked through several lively streets, stopped at the door of a brilliant hall paved with purple glaze, the door of the hall was closed all the year round, there were two stone statues outside, the carving was a pair of life-tall men and women, all of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, brightly dressed, the palace door was made of a whole piece of white marble from the middle, the stone pillar in front of the hall was built with a baht spirit platform, and there was a scorched fire that lasted for a long time.

Before Luo Shaobai reached the door, a girl came out of the hall, and saw that Luo Shaobai was about to salute but was blocked by Luo Shaobai, and the girl immediately stood behind him and followed Luo Shaobai into the hall.