In fact, even if Fang Youqun didn't rush people, Mo Bai would not be able to delay more in Fang Youqun's camp.

Under the current situation, Mo Bai knows very well that his life is far from being safe.

He is very strong, but he will not really underestimate the heroes of the world.

He would not have thought that those who wanted to deal with him would really be intimidated, and he would never dare to be so arrogant as to really think that he was invincible.

On the contrary, all the way from Beihe, Daomen has always suppressed and did not move, which made him even more vigilant.

The tighter the pressure, the more shocking it will be when it erupts!

So even if he couldn't say that he was at ease with the Zhuye Sect people who were guarding Fang Youqun's side, he could only leave as soon as possible.

It's not that he's just afraid of death, but even if he dies, he can't let himself die by Fang Youqun's side.

Without thinking about it at all, he could be sure that if he really lost his life in Fang Youqun's sphere of influence, Fang Youqun would be the first to be unlucky.

Not to mention whether the charge of murdering His Royal Highness King Ming, who may be attacked and annihilated, can be cleared, just one ineffective protector is enough to make Fang Youqun's position unsafe.

Once Fang Youqun falls, the influence will inevitably affect the entire northern Soviet war camp, and even the entire anti-barbarian situation.

So even if he was in the big camp and there were thousands of troops and horses guarding him, Mo Bai would actually be safer, and he could only turn around without hesitation and deal with the storm that might come alone.

No matter how much life is spared, the least responsibility and trade-offs are always there.

……

Traveling overnight, with a group of Zhuyemen people, galloping, and finally gradually left the beacon smoke of northern Jiangsu behind.

When he stood on the edge of the Pearl Strait again, Mo Bai looked into the distance at the group of barbarian soldiers who were already faintly visible, he stopped and said softly: "Have any of you ever been to the Pearl?" ”

Behind him, look at the crowd.

The wind on the sea is crying, the breath is mournful in the distance, and even if it is still far away, you can vaguely feel a dull atmosphere in the air.

Even if you have been in the mountains, far away from the distractions of mundane affairs, you can't know how much blood has been on this sea.

Everyone looked at it from afar, and finally their faces were complicated and silent.

I don't know if I am ashamed, or I am worried about the road ahead.

A plain black robe fluttered in the wind, and the ink white eyes gradually retracted, and he glanced back at everyone.

Mo Bai did not fall, and he looked at the faces and figures carefully.

When everyone touched his eyes, their hearts suddenly tightened, and their complexions changed slightly.

It wasn't until he crossed his gaze that he slowly exhaled a breath to calm his mind.

When the black white gaze crossed the face of the last person, turned around again, and stood again with his hands in his hands to look at the sea, the big guys looked at each other with frightened eyes, calming each other's beating hearts.

There were doubts in everyone's eyes, and at that moment, they seemed to see the iron-blooded killing of the day again.

That's right, it's this kind of indifference that hasn't appeared for a few days with a cold and sharp look.

"Something is wrong, be careful!" The faces of the people couldn't help but be ugly, although they didn't say anything, but they communicated with each other's eyes.

The sea breeze is howling, Mo Bai is looking into the distance, and the atmosphere is quiet and weird behind him, and the atmosphere is gradually solemn.

Fortunately, just that glance passed, Mo Bai did not have any more unnecessary movements, he didn't seem to know the weirdness behind him, but he just looked at the sea from afar, and the breath on his body gradually calmed down, gradually quiet like an old tree, without a trace of danger.

"Your Highness, are we going to Mingzhu?" After a while, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!" Mo Bai turned his back to everyone and nodded slightly.

"Do you want to pass through here?" The people behind him looked at the endless sea, obviously puzzled.

"There's a boat to pick you up!" Mo Bai paused for a moment and said again.

Everyone looked around for a while, looked at each other again, but didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, I knew in my heart that it would be impossible for them to go back through normal channels, after all, the barbarians in front of them were heavily defended, and if they broke in directly, they would definitely be dead.

It's just that everyone is puzzled, they and Mo Bai have been inseparable in the past few days, and they have never seen him contact anyone, how can they have already arranged a boat?

And look up at the sky, it has just sunset at this moment, and the sky and the earth are bright, which can be described as a bright light.

But without waiting for everyone to think about it, they suddenly only heard a rough mine whistle from a distance, everyone was shocked, and looked at it again and again, sure enough, on the sea in the distance, under the glow, a black shadow slowly appeared in front of them.

"No, it's ......" The crowd shook slightly, and then there was a slight uproar.

Although it is still far away, everyone is not ordinary, and their eyesight is very human, so they can naturally see that this black spot is actually not small.

And it can be vaguely seen on the bow of the ship, there are several soldiers wearing flag barbarian uniforms and holding firearms, who are on duty.

This is simply a flag barbarian ship, all the grandmasters were shocked, and their eyes tightened, and then someone shouted: "Your Highness, it's a flag barbarian......

Mo Bai stood with his hands in his hands, looking into the sky, ignoring the voice behind him, only staring at the ship silently without making a sound.

Seeing that he was indifferent, the commotion behind him slowed down a little, and gradually calmed down again.

Under the twilight sun, the merchant ships gradually approached the shore with great fanfare, without a trace of panic.

Everyone stared at the ship, their hands involuntarily touching the hilt of their swords, clenching tightly, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

Finally, when the ship was still twenty or thirty meters away from the shore, Mo Bai, who had been standing with his hands in his hands, finally moved.

I saw that his body suddenly spread his wings like a big peng, and he jumped towards the sea.

"Your Highness......"

The grandmasters behind him were all stunned, all rushed out of the mountain and stone bunkers, looked up, but the next moment they saw that the figure did not sink into the sea, but walked on the sea, only to see the soles of his feet shining darkly, like a swallow copying water, floating away, only a few breaths, but seeing the water waves, there are waves stirred, and his figure has steadily fallen to the ship's board.

Everyone's hearts were pounding, and they looked at the few flag-grabbing barbarians, but they saw that everyone was still standing steadily, ignoring the visitors who suddenly stepped on the water.

"This ......" everyone felt a little relieved, but they were puzzled.

"Could it be that His Highness is pretending?" Someone's eyes twinkled.

The others also don't know, but it is clear that the ship that His Highness is talking about is indeed this one.

"We ......" Someone stared at Mo Bai's figure that had disappeared in just a flash, and hesitated slightly.

There was silence for a while, and the atmosphere among the people suddenly became meaningful.

However, after all, a long sigh sounded: "No wonder His Highness wants to look at us murderously!" ”

After that, this person kicked a flying stone on the ground into the water, and the flying stone flew on the water.

After a few flickerings, only the surface of the water was agitated, but the people had already covered themselves and got on the board.

But the next moment, it was to everyone's surprise, only to see that the figure suddenly suffocated after getting on the boat, and several bannermen connected with dozens of strong men who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, suddenly pointed their guns at the figure.

Everyone was beating to their hearts, and their faces changed wildly, but they saw that the gunmen on the ship suddenly dispersed, and several banner barbarian soldiers also put away their guns and looked at the people on the shore from afar.

The figure on the boat slowed down, then looked back at the shore, lowered his head, and entered the cabin.

The people on the shore looked at each other, but then they were all silent, just like the previous man, each borrowed something to hit the water, and then entered the cabin.

In fact, the light skill shown by Mo Bai just now also made everyone speechless, and it was difficult for everyone to do Mo Bai's weightlifting as lightly, directly treading water for dozens of meters, more than ten meters or by breathing without dispersing, but no matter how far away, they had to borrow their strength.

When they got into the ship, the first thing everyone did was to look at the few flag barbarians standing with guns.

At a glance, it made everyone's hearts pause, when it comes to the flag country and the Great Xia race, there is not much difference, but for the grandmasters, looking at people is not only about appearance, they are all sensitive people with a good breath, but at a glance, they see these soldiers, all with a completely different atmosphere from the people of Great Xia.

These soldiers looked at them with the same awe as the Great Xia people faced the people in the Daomen, although they were surprised and cautious for them to tread water, but they still couldn't hide the fierceness in their eyes.

This kind of look is not unfamiliar to them, and Qiman cultivators have this kind of yin characteristic.

The Great Xia Daomen pursues high mountains and flowing water, and the ethereal and indifferent style of immortals, even if it has combat power, it often has to show a fairy-filled warmth, and the scheming city is hidden in the stomach.

However, the banner barbarians are much more direct, they are hierarchical, they are obviously rigid, and there is often undisguised arrogance and ruthlessness in their eyes.

Everyone's eyes narrowed, looking at these banner soldiers, although they have guns, but if they want to scare everyone, then these few people are not enough.

After turning his eyes, he saw a tall and thin man, dressed in a gray and white robe, but he saw the posture of the instrument, under the escort of more than a dozen black-clothed men in short shirts with spears in hand, he walked out of the cabin with a smile on his face, and bowed to everyone: "You are polite, Peng Sanqing of the Youth Society!" ”

Peng Sanqing?

Youth Club?

Everyone's eyes paused slightly, and then everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

But it doesn't matter, everyone knows that it is His Highness in the cabin who is in charge of this ship.

is the grandmaster, and now the tiger has fallen in Pingyang, but he can only bow to this mortal.

"Please!" Peng Sanqing's eyes swept over everyone, and he couldn't tell what it meant in his eyes, but fortunately, he didn't have a seizure, let alone say anything, just let go of his body and motioned to everyone to enter the cabin.

"They ......" Everyone glanced at the cabin, and did not say anything, one by one, but one person, before entering, glanced back at the barbarian soldiers, and asked with a deliberate tone.

Peng Sanqing didn't explain, but said: "Since you have arrived on the land of my Youth Club, my Youth Club will naturally protect you thoroughly, but please rest assured." ”