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I saw that Yuan Bao was excited, and the shaking flesh on his face added a bit of joy to him.

His little general straightened his belly and crossed his hands on his hips: "Look at what I found, there is a huge cave in the depths of the forest, and in my opinion, this is the most suitable place for us to camp."

Mo Qingyuan and Li Aofeng looked in the direction of his finger, ho! It's a big cave, but this forest is deep and dense, and you can't really find it if you don't look closely.

Li Aofeng climbed up to the entrance of the cave with an arrow step and looked carefully into the cave: "I'll go first to take a look, and I'll call you after making sure it's correct."

"Okay, be careful!" There was a look of concern in Mo Qingyuan's eyes.

After all, the two of them cooperated with each other very smoothly in the first round of martial arts tests, and they also admired each other very much, and the gold ingots on the side straightened the forehead on his head, and sat on the stone behind him: "I'll just say, it must be the best choice for the three of us to team up, you see, it's only been two hours since we entered the forest, and the place where we are stationed has been found!"

Mo Qingyuan is not as easy as Yuanbao, the strength of the other two teams cannot be underestimated, especially the lockdown, it is not pleasing to the eyes of the three of them, if they are negligent, they will not have much advantage in this harsh environment in the deep forest.

Mo Qingyuan nodded towards the ingot: "It's really good to find a place to settle down, but this martial arts test must be a protracted battle."

Jin Yuan Bao stood up, his eyes widened, and he listened carefully to Mo Qingyuan's words.

"The supplies allocated to us above are only enough for this team for three days, and it is not in a hurry to seize the camp tent on the top of the mountain, but the supplies in the camp are of great use to us, and it is the most important thing to win this competition."

Mo Qingyuan said and looked at the impermeable branches above his head, his nostrils were filled with the smell of rotten grass and trees, and a few desolate birdsongs came from the distance of the forest.

When Jin Yuan Bao heard his words, he was even more impressed by him.

"The kid who used to only know how to speak with his fists has grown up!" Jin Yuan Bao muttered to himself, and glanced at Mo Qingyuan meaningfully.

At this moment, Mo Qingyuan understood that what An Xian said was right, it was a reckless man's behavior to solve the problem only by force, and this martial arts test must be included in Wen Tao's martial arts strategy.

Thinking of this, his deep eyes were a little more anxious, and he put his hand on the chest where the bag was placed to settle down.

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An Xian grabbed Mo Zhi, his face full of worry: "I'm really afraid that Yuan'er won't be able to stand the suffering, who doesn't know how to deal with a child of such a big age if the mountains and forests are fierce." He sighed again.

Mo Qingyuan participated in the martial arts test and was sure to be lifted, but in his own book, he wrote that Qingyuan was in the forest and the opponent was around, and at the end there was no possibility of turning over, he broke one of the opponent's legs and won the champion of the martial arts.

I vaguely remember that the child's name was Feng Cheng, and he was originally a promising military general, but the martial arts made him physically disabled, and the final result seemed to be gradually declining and no one cared about.

And Mo Qingyuan also became murderous at this juncture, tasted the sweetness brought by violence, and his personality gradually distorted, becoming a ruthless and cold-blooded general.

Mo Zhi didn't pay attention to the change in An Xian's demeanor, smiled, took An Xian's hand and pulled it to his side: "Boys always have to go through experience, although Qingyuan is young, but in terms of courage and perseverance, it is still beyond the average child, you can rest assured."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and naturally pecked at An Xian's face: "It's you, you can't be idle for a while, while Yuan'er is not there, you are so clean and clean."

Mo Zhi's move startled An Xian, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he buried his head in Mo Zhi's arms: "What you said is also ......"

Alas, now I only hope that Qingyuan can open the bag at a critical moment. As the only person who can change Mo Qingyuan's fate, I sincerely hope that Mo Qingyuan can deviate from the original track and embark on the right path.

"I went to the shopkeeper's house the other day." An Xian paused.

Pulled Mo Zhi to the table and sat down, put his hand on his lap, and sighed softly. "Do you remember his 20-year-old child, he asked me to take care of his son before he entered the prison, and the child was fine except for some intellectual problems."

Mo Zhi looked at An Xian quietly, waiting for her to continue.

An Xian's brows furrowed, and his breathing sank: "I went that day, but I saw the woman I asked to take care of the child with a wicker!"

"Fortunately, Her Royal Highness went with me, cleaned up the woman, and found a new one to take her place."

Mo Zhi looked at An Xian with pity in his eyes, and got up and poured a cup of tea for her: "I think it's better to leave this matter to Xiaojiu, he is loyal and flexible, so he can share a little for you."

An Xian took a sip from the teacup, and his eyebrows soothed a lot: "That's fine, Xiaojiu can take care of me and rest assured."

"Do you know who I met when I came out of that alley?" An Xian's eyes lit up.

"Oh?" Mo Zhi tilted his head to look at her, curious about the person in An Xian's mouth.

An Xian moved back, leaned back in his chair, and smiled at Mo Zhi's curious appearance: "It's Qin Lie!"

"When I saw that it was him, I chased after him, and what puzzled me was that he was holding a few exquisite red silks!" An Xian pretended to be mysterious, which made Mo Zhi even more curious, and his whole body leaned forward, his eyes widened, wanting to know what was going on.

"Haha! Look at your urgency. Mo Zhi, who was teased by An Xian, straightened his body, sat down again, and looked at her with a smile.

An Xian put down the teacup and held Mo Zhi's hand: "Qin Lie is going to get married, and Fan Yao!"

Although Mo Zhi was a little surprised by this matter, he thought it was reasonable.

"The two of them were already in love, but unfortunately Fan Yao was used by Guan Qin, which caused the estrangement between the two later, and now Qin Lie can rebuild the old friendship with Fan Yao regardless of his previous suspicions, which is also a great joy."

The joy on An Xian's face turned to worry, and his beautiful eyes flowed: "Guan Qin is gone, what should I do next."

Mo Zhi's face sank, sighed slightly, and his brows tightened: "Guan Qin is the emperor's own son, how can he leave him a way to live, even if he can't find it, he won't cure me."

"It's just ......" Mo Zhi looked out the window, his eyes revealing a worry that he had never felt before.

"Guan Qin's existence is always a hidden danger to the prince and the country."

After Guan Qin fled, the development of things was completely different from the direction of the original book, and the existence of the Mo Dynasty left a way for Guan Qin's comeback, and the next development could only be left to fate.

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Buzhou Mountain is calm on the surface, but there is a turbulent undercurrent inside.

In the two days on the mountain, Mo Qingyuan and the three of them divided the work.

Li Aofeng did a good job, so he monitored the movements of the other two teams. As Mo Qingyuan expected, the other two teams did not make a move, and everyone tensed the strings, waiting for the first person who couldn't bear it.

Gold ingots have a flexible mind and can always find something that catches everyone's eyes in this barren mountain and wild place. He can always get water supplies, wild fruits, and all kinds of game, so they may be the most resourceful of the three teams.

And Mo Qingyuan took more than a dozen people to almost walk through the entire mountain early, surveyed the terrain, and grasped all kinds of factors that were beneficial to him.

"Still not moving?" Feng Cheng sat on the rock, his slender fingers caressing the jade belt around his waist, and asked without raising his head.

The person from the Yun clan in front of him leaned down: "Son, don't worry, Cao Chen and the others can't bear it anymore, there is not much food left at hand, and it is estimated that they will go up the mountain tonight." With that, he glanced up at the expression of the lockdown.

Feng Cheng closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, and lay on the rock: "It's boring, then Mo Qingyuan is not in a hurry."

The slender beautiful eyes slowly opened, closed the city and turned around, sliding down the rock: "Then let's be tonight."

The person on standby lowered his head: "Yes, I will give the order."

At dusk, Mo Qingyuan and his party finished eating, and then went to their respective points to set up sentry.

Li Aofeng stayed in the camp, and Mo Qingyuan and Jin Yuan were on the same road.

"Today, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart." Yuanbao changed his happy appearance from the past, and his eyes were far away: "It's been three days, it should be here." As he spoke, he tugged at the sword hanging from his waist.

Mo Qingyuan looked at him sideways, and his steps became heavy. In fact, he thought the same as Yuanbao, and when he heard him say this, he unconsciously beat the drum in his heart.

Yuan Bao saw the uneasiness in Mo Qingyuan's heart: "Why don't you go back and join Aofeng and discuss together?"

That's a good idea. With a good helper like Yuanbao, Mo Qingyuan's eyes had a little more firmness, and his pace accelerated.

Back at the camp, the scene in front of them made the two people dumbfounded, Li Aofeng lay unconscious in the grass, all the supplies in the cave were gone, and more than half of the original full number of troops had been lost.

is obviously the most powerful team among the three teams, but now it has suddenly become like this, Mo Qingyuan couldn't accept it for a while.

Jin Yuan Bao looked at the mess in front of him, put his hand on his forehead, calmed down, and carried Li Aofeng to a flat place so that he could be more comfortable.

"Yes...... It's a lockdown ......," Li Aofeng opened his eyes and said reluctantly.

He put his hand on his chest and coughed uncontrollably: "Ahem...... Ahem...... It's all my negligence...... I didn't expect them to sneak up tonight...... Unexpectedly...... They even sent someone to spy on me. Li Aofeng suddenly coughed sharply and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The gold ingots helped him, his face was full of anxiety, and his forehead was full of fine beads of sweat.

Mo Qingyuan didn't speak, his face was gloomy, his fists were clenched, and his breathing became heavy.

Li Aofeng raised his head weakly: "Cao Chen's situation is not good, it may be even worse than ours......"

Looking at Li Aofeng's scarred body, Mo Qingyuan felt very remorseful, if he had discussed it with everyone earlier, the current situation would not have occurred.

Anger burns in his heart, but what is he supposed to do?

The most powerful Aofeng was injured, the abundant supplies were looted, and there was not much left of the full army, so it was better to ...... Broken jars, broken and broken, and the lockdown is fighting!

Compared with martial arts, Mo Qingyuan is not under the lockdown, and he even has a chance to win.

His face was covered with gloom, and he was about to get up, when he suddenly thought, "Tips!"

Mo Qingyuan's shouting startled Yuanbao, and the two people on the ground watched him take out an embroidery bag from his chest in a panic.

I opened the bag and took out a folded note: "False Dao Cutting False?" Mo Qingyuan muttered......