There was a trace of mandala incense floating in the air, and the purple-clothed girl led by her turned her head to a person beside her,

"Go, get me the little entourage you left just now."

The old man wanted to step forward to stop him, but Ye Mo took the rest of the people to surround the two of them, and at this moment they were already mud bodhisattvas crossing the river.

His eyes under his white eyebrows narrowed slightly with murderous intent, and he chuckled,

"We were just ordered to come to the White Seal Kingdom to pay tribute, and Your Excellency has been entangled several times, why is it?"

Ye Mo Xing's eyes moved slightly, and she raised her chin, "Our lord is going to do something in Night City recently, and we need to learn something about you in the Xisha Kingdom, I can't move you in the Xisha Kingdom a few times before, but this time it's not so easy to escape,"

She turned her eyes to look at the masked young man behind the old man, a sharp silver flower playing between her fingers. A naughty smile appeared on the delicate face,

"How about it, does His Royal Highness want to say it yourself, or do I let you say it?"

The masked young man did not have the slightest fear, he stepped forward, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Ye Mo unfathomably, with a faint majesty between his eyebrows, he asked leisurely, "I don't know what the girl asked?" ”

"Your aunt, Mu Jingxi."

As soon as Ye Mo's words came out, the masked young man and the white-haired old man were both stunned, and before the young man could answer, the old man stepped forward to protect him behind him, and looked at the purple figure with a cold face.

"The princess is gone, and I have nothing to say."

She raised an eyebrow and chuckled. The silver flower between her fingers flipped casually, "Then I can only invite you back as a guest and talk slowly!" ”

The silver flower flew out, the old man quickly drew his sword to block it, Ye Mo raised her hand and waved it lightly, and the black-clothed man beside her swarmed up......

Ling Ling hadn't been leading the horse for long before she noticed someone quietly following behind her.

She walked casually to a deserted corner, tied her horse to the side, and lowered her head to straighten her clothes.

The black-clothed man who was secretly following Ling Ling saw that she was defenseless at the moment, flashed out of the shadows, quickly came behind her, raised his hand and was about to knock her unconscious, but there was a cold voice from his neck.

The little flying knife was unmistakably against the neck of the man in black, and she asked coldly, "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man in black saw that he was not Ling Ling's opponent. His neck was pressed against the flying knife hard, and Ling Ling just wanted to stop it, but unexpectedly, the black-clothed man was already bleeding from his neck and fell to the ground.

Ling Ling frowned and looked at the corpse of the black-clothed man on the ground, her brain thought quickly, if it was someone from the Night Hades Sect, there should be more than one person coming at her. If he came at those two people, he wouldn't even let go of a small entourage of her!

Thinking that the white-bearded old man didn't let her get involved in the dispute, I don't know what the situation was over there, she didn't want to meddle in things, but after all, people didn't embarrass her along the way, and she also left Mingyue City smoothly, no matter what, she should go over and take a look.

Ling Ling returned to the previous street and secretly observed the situation on the street.

The masked boy was fighting with several men in black at the moment, and the men in black kept looking for opportunities to attack, and he kept resisting with his sword, and the two sides formed a stalemate.

The white-bearded old man was fighting with a purple-clothed girl, at this moment the old man's white beard was sporadic dark red, and there were also a few subtle wounds on his body, he gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand struggled to resist. The purple-clothed girl made a fierce move, approaching step by step, seemingly without a weapon in her hand, but every time she slashed the old man's body, she could leave a bloody mark.

Ling Ling in the corner took a closer look, and the flying knife in his hand instantly condensed into an internal breath.

The purple-clothed girl seemed to have no weapons in her hands, but in fact she was holding a few silver flowers, and the extremely sharp petals stabbed the old man one after another, that silver flower Ling Ling remembered, and she also remembered that the purple-clothed girl also remembered, although she looked at it from a distance, but she could be sure that this purple-clothed girl was the same person who rescued Ye Ying on the day she took Mingyue City and drew off Mu Bai's mask.