Mo Jiu stretched out his hand and touched the leaves of the Xuanbing Grass, and suddenly a burst of white light flashed, and the Xuanbing Grass in front of him was actually young.

Mo Jiu was stunned, and once again stretched out his hand to wipe it where the Xuanbing Grass had appeared just now. I thought that maybe the radish leaves were too big, so I pulled out the whole radish. But there is no Xuanbing Grass.

Mo Jiu got up and carefully inspected the entire field, not letting go of any place where Xuanbing Grass might grow. However, the Xuanbing Grass did not reappear.

Although it was only for a moment, Mo Jiu immediately thought of Rong Yu when he saw Xuanbing Grass. But now it seems that it is just a white joy. She even suspected that the Xuanbing Grass that had appeared just now was just her hallucination in the first place.

This is Mo Jiu's own personal space, except for the space that has changed after throwing a ring into her hand last time, in fact, there have not been too many objects or missing anything in her own space.

Although the last time the space changed was also a little strange, there was an opportunity, and I didn't want to appear out of thin air this time and suddenly disappear. Could it be that she overlooked some details?

It seemed that there was a white light in the moment when the Xuanbing Grass disappeared just now. Where did the white light come from?

Originally, Mo Jiu was still thinking about exploring it more closely, but suddenly she heard a commotion, so she withdrew her consciousness from the space and opened her eyes.

At this time, the sun was already setting, and the prisoner cart had reached a mountain road. The light of the setting sun sprinkled on the mountain road, and it was a little strange to be sad.

Generally, the royal dungeon is located in a place in the imperial city. It is a day's journey from Mofu to the dungeon. It is estimated that after the mountain, these people should plan to find an inn to rest.

The commotion that made Mo Jiu open his eyes was a team of people coming to the front. The mountain road is narrow, and if one side does not give way, it is generally difficult to pass.

The wooden cart escorting prisoners like this is more conspicuous, and at a glance it can be seen that it is officers and soldiers escorting prisoners. Even if someone comes, they will automatically give way to this group.

But this time a rudimentary bullock cart came ahead. On the ox cart was a little girl and an old man in his twilight years.

Maybe it was the old cow who pulled the cart, and when he got to the middle of the mountain road, he stopped, and no matter how the little girl and the old man pulled it, they stood still.

Then the men began to lose patience and yelled at the two men.

"Hurry up! Do you know who is in the car? If you delay that person's time, you won't have enough heads! ”

The old man replied tremblingly: "Master Guan, we are also working hard, but this beast is disobedient, give a little more time, and we will get out of the way immediately." ”

As he spoke, he desperately pulled the rope on the cow's head, and the old cow shook his head, as if he was extremely angry, and let out a long "moo" sound.

Finally, the lavishly decorated carriage curtain in front was lifted, and a shrill voice said, "What's the noise?" You go down and fix it. ”

With a single sound, the man in black stepped forward and condensed a sword in his hand. The next moment, without hesitation, he looked at the head of the old cow.

Such a sharp sword, coupled with the cultivation of the man in black himself, cut off the bull's head in one fell swoop.

The head of the bull was cut off, but there was not a drop of blood, and smoke came out of the place where the head fell, instantly blurring people's vision.

Before a group of people could react, a man in black shouted: "Protect Grandpa Su!" ”