"The person who invited you is in the White Sandalwood Mountain Liuyun Village, right?" Yang Muyun asked.

"How does Senhe-sama know?" Mo Buyan said in surprise.

Yang Muyun smiled but did not answer, but his eyes turned to the masked girl in Tsing Yi who was lying on the horse and could not move, and saw that her beautiful eyes were looking at her sideways, her eyes were full of fear and anger.

"Who is she, and why do I think she looks so familiar?" Yang Muyun stretched out his hand with a question in his heart and took off the veil covering her face.

"Is that you? Rong'er. Yang Muyun was a little surprised.

Under the scarf, there is a delicate and beautiful face. This girl is actually the head of Qingyun Pavilion, the first beauty in the capital, Liu Yunxi's personal maidservant Rong'er. I think that day in the Chengguo Mansion, Rong'er put the guzheng on a table at the corner of the column, sat upright, stroked the strings with ten slender fingers, and the sound of the clear spring made everyone present listen to it as if they were fascinated....

"I'm just an insignificant little girl, I didn't expect that Lord Yang would remember me." Rong'er's pretty face was slightly surprised when Yang Muyun called her name, but she quickly returned to her previous indifference.

"You're a little girl, it's good, but it's not insignificant," Yang Muyun smiled, "What about your young lady, are you waiting for you to go back to your life in Baitanshan Liuyun Villa?" ”

Rong'er closed her lips tightly and didn't say a word.

Yang Muyun unlocked the acupuncture points on her body and let her go from the horse.

"Lord Yang, what are you doing here?" Rong'er winked at Yang Muyun.

"Let you go," Yang Muyun smiled, "You can go back now." ”

"Just let me go?" Rong'er seemed a little incredulous.

"And what do you want?" Yang Muyun rolled his eyes, "You didn't tell me what I wanted to ask you, and now you have changed your mind?" ”

Rong'er was stunned when she heard this, and arched her hand towards Yang Muyun, "The little woman will leave." As he spoke, he turned around, and his petite body jumped high like a swallow....

"My lord, you just let her go?" Mo Buyan blurted out.

"What, you're reluctant?" Before the words fell, Yang Muyun's smiling face suddenly froze, and the figure sitting upright suddenly flew up, and a cold light poked at his direction, but it poked into the air.

Yang Muyun flew down from the horse, and before he could stand firmly, the cold light stabbed at him like a shadow, his feet touched the ground, and his body slid out of the oblique spur.

"Lord Yang, thank you." Rong'er sat on the horse at some point, smiled and arched her hand to him, and then shook the reins, "Ride-" The red horse spread its hooves and galloped forward.

Yang Muyun was stunned and watched the horse running away with the two of them, and shook his head with a wry smile, "This little girl, I really underestimate her." In the distance, a few fiery red maple leaves fell leisurely.

....

"Hey, big man, hurry up," in the fiery maple forest, a brown-clothed man with a knife pushed the strong man walking in front of him like a mountain, "Don't let Lao Tzu bother." ”

The strong man stumbled under his feet, and glared angrily at the brown-clothed man with the knife. He was Mo Buyan's twin brother Mo Buyan, and I saw him covered in bruises, his expression was aggrieved, and he walked with a limp.

"Look at what to see, and then watch carefully, Lao Tzu gouges out your eyeballs." The man in brown slashed his back and threatened loudly. Beside him, there was also a man in brown who held up a gourd and drank something.

"Okay," the brown-clothed man with the knife snatched the gourd in his hand, glared at him and said, "This is the best aged autumn dew, just drink a few sips, leave some for Lao Tzu." After that, he raised his head and took a big sip, squinting at the strong man in front of him, "Hey, big man, do you want to drink, kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu eight times, and Lao Tzu will let you take a sip." ”

"yes, a few more calls to grandpa, and it would be even better." The other brown man laughed.

Mo Bu turned a deaf ear, did not say a word, and walked forward slowly.

"Damn, pretending to be deaf and dumb in front of Lao Tzu, I think you are tired and crooked." The brown-clothed man with the knife felt that he had lost face, and scolded and said: "The third master should have asked his brothers to dismantle him at that time, but now it's good, and he has to bring this burden with him......"

"Brother Mao," the other brown-clothed man rolled his eyes and whispered in his ear: "The third master and the sixth master want us to look at him for a long time, but they didn't say that they wouldn't let us kill him." ”

"However, if the third master and the sixth master ask...... "Although the brown-clothed man with the knife shouted loudly, he still couldn't help but feel worried when he said that he wanted to really kill someone.

"The third master and the sixth master left him and took his brothers to chase the kid and the masked girl," another brown-clothed man said: "It can be seen that this big man is not in the eyes of the two masters...... and then his voice was lowered by an octave, "Just say that he tried to escape, and our brothers chased after him and broke free from the rope to resist us, so he was killed by our brothers......"

The brown-clothed man with the knife was taken aback, "This ...... Okay? ”

"Why not?" Another brown-clothed man cheered him on: "God knows that you know and I know, as long as you don't say it, who can know?" Otherwise, our brothers will have to serve him all the way......"

The brown-clothed man with the knife hesitated for a moment, then stared at him with the back of the knife and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, you say, how to do it?" ”

....

"Hey, big man," said the brown-clad man who had just been drinking to him, smiling at him, "I'm tired, sit down and rest for a while." ”

"I'm not tired!" Mo Bu said in a thunderous voice, still moving forward step by step.

"Huh? I said, why are you so ignorant? The brown-clothed man with the knife stepped forward, raised the back of the knife and slapped him on the shoulder, "Lao Tzu asked you to sit down and rest, and you obediently sat down for Lao Tzu." ”

Mo Buyu glared at him, walked to a tree and sat down slowly against the trunk.

"That's it," the brown-clothed man who was drinking laughed, "Our brothers are for your own good, but don't be ignorant." ”

Mo Buyu didn't want to listen to them, and slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a tightness on his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the two brown-clothed men had tied themselves tightly to the tree behind them with a thick rope.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Buyu asked with some surprise.

"Our brothers also have to take a break, for fear that one of them will not pay attention, you sneak away, so it is better to tie it up firmly." The brown-clothed man who was drinking said as he tied a rope.

Mo Buyu snorted softly, and did not justify, and let them do it.

When the binding stopped, he only heard a strange laugh between the two, he couldn't help but look up, only to see the brown-clothed man who was drinking met his gaze and said: "Big man, don't blame our brothers for being ruthless, you want to escape by yourself, and you want to kill our brothers, so I have to send you to the underworld......

Mo Buyu realized that they didn't want to leave with them anymore, they wanted to solve themselves on the spot, and they wanted to break free of the rope in a hurry. But the rope was tied very tightly, and he was so weak from his injuries that he could not break free, and even then he struggled to shake the trunk of the tree, and the leaves rustled on it.

Frightened, the two brown-clothed men took a few steps back, and when they saw that he had not been able to break free of the rope, they glanced at each other, showed their blades, and forced Mo Bu silently from left to right.

"Big brother—" Mo Buyu shouted loudly to the sky, two lines of tears flowing down the corners of his eyes.

"Now it's useless to beg grandpa to sue grandma." A brown-clothed man sneered, waved the steel knife in his hand, and a cold light slashed towards the top of Mo Buyu's head.

Mo Buyu knew that he was not lucky, so he closed his eyes. Unexpectedly, the knife was not cut for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, the man in brown stood in front of him like a clay carved wooden sculpture, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes almost fell out.

"Brother Mao, what the hell are you doing?" Another man in brown stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Why don't you move......" Before the words could be spoken, I heard a plop, and the man in brown fell straight down, and he didn't move.

"You ......" The brown-clothed man's eyes widened in horror, looking at his companion who had fallen to the ground, and then at Mo Buyu, who was tied up strongly, took a step back, and swept his gaze in all directions, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Could it be that he suddenly had a stroke, and there is no reason?" The brown-clothed man thought for a moment, didn't care about it anymore, raised the steel knife in his hand, and slashed towards Mo Buyu...... Before the knife was cut, he only felt a numbness in his waist, and the blood flowing in his entire body seemed to suddenly coagulate, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a little finger. Then he felt as if he had been gently pushed from behind, and he fell to the ground like a stone sculpture like a stone sculpture.

Mo Buyu was stunned, and it was like a dream in front of him, and the two people who were going to kill him fell down one after another as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, and he was still sitting there upright.

A handsome young man of about fifteen or sixteen years of age appeared in front of him. He felt very familiar, along the way, he had met him several times, and the eldest brother also stole his waist card and mixed himself into Huairou County, how could he be here, and he also rescued himself. When he was at a loss, he loosened his body and untied all the ropes on his body. He stood up, waved his almost unconscious arm, stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you for the rescue!" ”

Yang Muyun looked at him with a smile, "You just don't say anything?" ”

"It's the villain," Mo Buyu raised his head strangely, "How does Engong know my name?" ”

"It was Mo Buyan who told me," Yang Muyun smiled, "He asked me to find you and rescue you." ”

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"It turned out that it was my eldest brother who invited Engong to come," Mo Buyu was surprised and delighted, "Where is my eldest brother now?" ”

"Oh," Yang Muyun said with a deep sigh, "He led the subject to fetch things, let me find you and go with you to meet him." ”

"So the people of the Heavenly Thunder Gate have been driven away?" Mo asked again.

Yang Muyun nodded, his eyes glanced around, "You can't stay here for a long time, let's hurry up, right?" ”

"Engong is right," Mo Buyu bent down and picked up