Mo Wen is not unable to tolerate people who disagree with him, otherwise, people like Chengguan National Teacher would not have lived to this day. Mo Wen wants these people to live, he wants these people to see that he has transcended the cycle of life and death, and played the whole world in the palm of his hand.

Chengming is still an obedient person, but in Mo Wen's eyes, he must die, because Mo Wen must give an explanation to Jingshi and Bodhi Temple, the second is that Chengming not only hurt his throat this time, but also hurt his dantian, even if he heals his injury, it is impossible to restore his martial arts, and he is the same waste person, with his great efforts to cure this person, it is better to give up directly, and send another person over Suzaku, three, nothing was bitten by a self-raised, obedient dog, which made Mo Wen even more angry, which shows that he is incompetent.

"Someone," Mo Wen said after standing under the porch and watching the snow fly for a while.

The attendant monks who were waiting in the courtyard hurriedly walked into the porch.

"Go to the southern and northern cities of Chiyang to give orders," Mo asked, "If the soldiers and horses of the two battalions in the north and south outside the city arrive under the city, no matter what tokens they hold in their hands, they are not allowed to enter the city." ”

The attendant monk answered yes and hurried out of the courtyard.

Jing Mo stood in the alley not far from the White Horse Temple, waved his hand at his subordinates wearing the uniforms of the Vermilion Bird Praetorian Guard, and said, "I know." ”

The guard took off his military uniform, threw it into the depths of the alley, and whispered to Jing Mo: "Master, will the monks and soldiers of the White Horse Temple really go over to arrest His Royal Highness and Concubine Jiang Guiniang?" ”

Jing Mo leaned against the brick wall, looked sideways at the street at the entrance of the alley, and said, "We'll know in a while." ”

After a while, a monk rode past the alley.

Jing Mo ran to the entrance of the alley, looked at the direction of the monk's horse, and asked the guards behind him, "How is your archery technique?" ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, he was a master with a sword, and he was really a little bit worse in the bow and arrow.

Jing Mo saw that the guard shook his head, so he stopped talking, took off the bow and crossbow from his waist, installed the crossbow arrow with great skill, and released an arrow at the monk who was galloping towards the imperial palace.

The monk heard that the wind behind him was not right, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge.

Jing Mo released two more arrows in a row, and the last crossbow arrow grazed the monk's shoulder.

The guard drew his sword and wanted to meet the monk.

"No," Jing Mo put down the bow and crossbow under his hand, and whispered: "He is the attendant monk beside Mo Wen, you are not his opponent." ”

The attendant monk who was ordered to go to the imperial palace to deliver the order turned the horse's head, and saw Jing Mo standing at the entrance of the alley at a glance.

Jing Mo looked at the attendant monk and said, "The master is in such a hurry, where is this going?" ”

The attendant monk said angrily, "You want to kill me? ”

Jing Mo said, "I'm going to kill you." ”

The attendant monk rode his horse and ran towards Jing Mo.

Jing Mo half-raised his hand to stop the guards who wanted to protect him, and watched the attendant monk ride to his approach.

The guard shouted anxiously, "Master, be careful! ”

The attendant monk came to Jing Mo's approach, and the person calmed down, the one in front of him was the great prince of Xuri, and without the order of the host, he couldn't move this royal highness.

Jing Mo laughed quietly: "The master looks at me like this, do you have something to say to me?" ”

At this time, the attendant monk felt numbness in the place where his shoulder was grazed by the crossbow arrow, and the attendant monk was shocked and looked down at his wound, and saw that the wound had become dark black.

Jing Mo put down the hand that was holding the guard.

"You!" The attendant monk raised his hand to point to seal the poison, and while looking at Jing Mo, he said angrily: "You actually ......"

"So despicable?" Jing Mo finished what he was going to say for the acolyte monk.

The guard jumped up, did not give the acolyte monk time to point the point to seal the poison, and slashed a sword into the heart of the acolyte monk.

The attendant monk moved a little slower, protecting the key point of the heart, but he was also knocked off the horse by the guard's backhand sword.

Jing Mo stepped forward and stepped on the throat of the acolyte monk.

The attendant monk was poisoned to the dantian at this time, and he couldn't raise his true anger.

The guards didn't let Jing Mo's feet get bloody, and slashed down with a sword, cutting off the heart of the attendant monk.

Jing Mo took the guards, dragged the body of the attendant monk, led this horse, and retreated into the alley.

The guards tied their horses to a gravel in the middle of the alley, ran to the mouth of the alley, and covered the blood with snow.

When the guards covered the bloodstains, they stood in the alley with Jing Mo and waited for about half a pillar of incense, and a large number of monks and soldiers ran past the alley.

The guard excitedly said, "They really went." ”

Jing Mo smiled and didn't speak. Li Luomo asked if he must be arrested, this person is alive, how can the son of Concubine Long sit on the throne of Suzaku Bird?

The guards waited until the monks and soldiers of this brigade ran over, and then asked Jing Mo, "Master, are we going back to the post house to wait for news?" ”

Jing Mo hung the bow and crossbow on his waist again, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, let me see when the city is full of flames, don't ask which place to take care of." ”

The guard nodded.

Jing Mo turned his head to look at the alley, where the corpses of the attendant monks had been covered with a thin layer of snow.

Yu Xiaoxiao stood on the streets of Chiyang City with the big boss and a group of people at this time, and looked around in all directions.

The master said, "Princess, where are we going?" ”

A soldier standing in the street came to the gang and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The big boss glanced at him and said, "Can't anyone stand on this street?" ”

The soldier, a centurion, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao's group and said, "The bazaar is closed, what are you still doing standing on the street?" ”

The great ruler said, "You shut up your bazaar, and we do not do business, and your king has decreed that no one is allowed to stand in the streets?" ”

The centurion said, "Where are you from?" ”

The big boss said very poorly: "Can you manage it?" ”

Yu Xiaoxiao's gang of people just look at their appearance, it is difficult for people to believe that they are masters, this centurion was angry when he heard the words of the big boss, pulled out the waist knife, and drank: "Presumptuous!" "In the centurion's opinion, these people are at most merchants from any country, and they are not the kind of people who make big deals.

The centurion's brothers surrounded Yu Xiaoxiao's gang at this time.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the knife in the centurion's hand and said, "What's the matter?" Do you want to do it? ”

The centurion said, "Report your name!" ”

The big boss whispered to Yu Xiaoxin: "The horse hasn't led the troops into the city yet?" Let's do it first? ”

Yu Xiaoxiao listened to the words of the big boss, and said to the centurion: "I don't want to fight now, you can leave quickly." ”

This is already a very tactful word for Her Royal Highness the princess to let people go away, but when I hear the centurion's ears, this one is stirring up trouble.

"Presumptuous!" Madame Bai shouted, and slashed at Yu Xiaoxiao with a swing of her knife.

The big boss stood on the side and buckled his nose, he had never seen such a person who could die.

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