Chapter 83: The Messenger Arrives
As soon as Mo Yunchen gave the order, four guards immediately walked towards Mo Jiu.
How could Mo Jiu really let people catch her, using the steps similar to Ling Bo's micro-steps in the ancient martial arts to avoid the guard's outstretched hand.
Originally, this trick was often used by Mo Jiu, and it stands to reason that it was more than enough to use this trick to avoid the guards, but he didn't expect that even this little light skill was absorbed by the bracelet on his wrist.
In this way, Mo Jiu paused on the way to perform light skills. Although Mo Jiu avoided the guards' outstretched hands, he couldn't avoid their next attack.
The guards thought that they could restrain this wasted with no spiritual power with one move, but they didn't expect to be dodged by him. He hurriedly stepped forward to subdue him.
The two guards clasped Mo Jiu's two arms tightly, while the other two guards had already taken out the ropes and were ready to tie Mo Jiu with their backhands.
Mo Jiu was not only annoyed in her heart, but she had forgotten that this damn bracelet would suck up the internal force. What kind of perverted bracelet is this? The same pervert as its owner.
If she had known that the internal force in her body would be sucked away, she would not have let these people succeed in other ways.
Although Mo Jiu was controlled, his expression was calm, not like he was being controlled, but more like he was drinking tea and chatting.
"How dare you arrest me?"
Mo Yunchen seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed: "I don't have to do it myself to arrest you." Sending four guards to arrest you is already a good shame for you. β
Mo Jiu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Do you know what my identity is?" β
Mo Yunchen couldn't help laughing, and asked very face-saving according to Mo Jiu's words.
"What identity?"
Mo Yunchen didn't think that Mo Jiu could have any identity that could make him scruple. It's just boring to ask, and I just want to add more jokes.
Mo Jiu said: "I worshipped the emperor as a teacher, and I am his disciple." β
"Hahahaha......"
This time, Mo Yunchen laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. Sure enough, this waste lived up to expectations and exploded such a big joke.
"Emperor Zun's descendant disciple? Hahaha...... You can make it up too. Emperor Zun, how many years has he not slept with a disciple? β
Mo Jiu thought that saying the name of the emperor would make Mo Yunchen a little jealous, but Wuchen said that she should do things for him, and he did things for the emperor, what she said was not too far from the truth, so it was unexpectedly for Mo Yunchen to have such a reaction.
Mo Jiu was able to anticipate the mistake, and he also underestimated the name of the original owner's waste wood and the status of the emperor here.
Looks like we're going to have to fight today. Thinking so, Mo Jiu took out a few poisonous needles from the space and held them in his hands.
Just as he was about to take advantage of the chaos to send out the poisonous needle in his hand, the sound of the guards shouting from outside the courtyard gate came.
"The Emperor's envoy has arrivedβ"
Is the position of Emperor Zun's envoy very idle? Why did you run into him so often?
Mo Jiu put away the poison needle and raised his head to look out the door.
In a moment, four servants appeared outside the courtyard gate carrying a large sedan chair. It was a golden sedan chair, with golden tassels hanging all around, and the sedan curtain was embroidered with gold silk with various patterns of divine beasts, and every stitch and thread was so delicate and delicate.
The top of the palanquin has a golden sunshade, and the center of the curtain is inlaid with large, soft white pearls, and the sun shines brightly, shining golden.
Mo Jiu had seen the messenger alone before, and for the first time he saw him appear in front of her in a sedan chair.
It's just that this sedan chair is so golden, whose eyes are it trying to blind? I thought that dustless was just a habit of cleanliness, but I didn't expect this taste to be so vulgar.