When Sun Nanguang heard Yang Mo's words, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, thinking that the other party had such a big tone, I was afraid that there was some reason.

But now, he has been riding a tiger hard, and he can't do it without using his hands, thinking of this, he feels that he has to strike first.

He saw that Yang Mo was young, even if he had martial arts, he was not much higher, and their seven or eight brothers rushed up and could chop him into pulp in an instant.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the people around him, then suddenly pulled out a short knife from his back, and stabbed Yang Mo in the waist with his body.

How could Sun Nanguang's small actions be hidden from Yang Mo, he didn't even bother to use a long sword to deal with these people.

At the moment when the other party made a move, his fist roared out from the cloak, and the black tiger punched the mountain and shook the tiger with a move, and the fist smashed on Sun Nanguang's wrist holding the knife, directly knocking down the opponent's short knife.

Then he made another move, the black tiger poured out his heart through the empty door and smashed into Sun Nanguang's chest, this black tiger digging out the heart is Yang Mo's most skilled move, and the power is not at all something that this man can resist.

I saw that after Yang Mo hit with a punch, Sun Nanguang immediately spat blood and flew away, and even knocked down several accomplices behind him in a row.

After Sun Nanguang fell, the position of the fist in his chest had been dented, and the blood in his mouth was spraying outward with his internal organs, and he would definitely not survive.

Sun Nanguang's brothers saw that Yang Mo was so powerful, and they beat Sun Nanguang to life and death with one move, knowing that they had met a master, how could they dare to come forward to besiege him.

After staring at each other with big eyes, they suddenly dropped their weapons and fled, and Sun Nanguang's fat brother also wanted to flee with everyone in panic.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a cold light flashing in front of him, and a long sword shot at the door frame in front of him, looking at the sword blade that was still dangling, he was so frightened that he immediately peed his pants, and sat on the ground with weak legs.

Glancing at Sun Nanguang, who only had air out but no air intake, Yang Mo walked up to the fat man and asked, "Where is the woman you just kidnapped from Daohua Village hiding?" ”

When the fat man heard Yang Mo's question, he trembled and said, "It's tied up in the firewood room at the back." ”

"Take me there." Yang Mo pulled out his long sword and pointed towards the back door.

The fat man looked at the long sword in Yang Mo's hand, and couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly crawled out of the back door and took Yang Mo to the outside of the firewood room.

After the fat man opened the door, Yang Mo walked in to take a look, and sure enough, he found a woman tied inside.

The woman was neatly dressed, and was obviously not insulted, but her face was streaked with tears, and she should have been frightened.

This fat man was still quite eye-catching, so he didn't need Yang Mo's instructions, so he went up to help untie the rope, and stood there flattering Yang Mo.

When he came to the woman's side, Yang Mo asked softly: "This sister-in-law, dare to ask your father-in-law, but Yao Yanyan." ”

The woman listened to him, and nodded her head, though she was a little frightened because she didn't know him.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I was entrusted by Mr. Yao to come to rescue you, you get up, and I will send you back."

In this ancient world, men and women could not kiss, and it was not easy for him to come forward to support, so he could only wait for the other party to get up by himself.

After seeing Mrs. Yao stand up, Yang Mo turned to the fat man and said, "Bring Yao Yanyan's IOU." ”

When the fat man heard this, he trotted all the way to the store in front of him to get an IOU and handed it to Yang Mo, seeing that Yang Mo was still holding a long sword, his eyes were cold, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

"Phew, who wants to kill you idiot, but you remember for me, if there is any accident in Mr. Yao's family in the future, I will cut off the fat on your body piece by piece, and if those wastes of the Fuwei Dart Bureau are asked, tell them that the poor road is the green jade of Zhongnan Mountain."

After speaking, Yang Mo took Mrs. Yao out of the firewood room, and when he left, he also untied two horses from the backyard stable, in this martial arts world, it is obviously not possible to travel without a horse.

Five days later, in the afternoon, outside the city of Fuzhou, on a dirt road in the northwest, a young Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe rode a horse.

The young Taoist priest rode on the red horse, his body trembled all the way, his legs were unnaturally clamped on the horse's belly, his two hands carefully grasped the reins, his body was straight and very stiff, and his face was cautious, obviously a person who could not ride a horse.

This Taoist priest is none other than Yang Mo, after he sent Mrs. Yao home five days ago, Yao Yanyan was naturally very grateful, and he left Yang Mo in tears, saying that he would thank Yang Mo well.

In the next few days, he was a good treat to Yang Mo, but Yang Mo was not here, and after saying goodbye many times, he was finally able to get out this morning.

It's just that he doesn't know how to ride a horse at all, and it's only twenty miles from Daohua Village to Fuzhou Mansion, and he has only arrived here from the morning to the present.

When he walked in front of a small shop with the word "wine" hanging like this, a coquettish smile suddenly came from the small shop: "Grandpa, look, this Taoist priest is really funny, when will he go on a horse like this?" ”

"Wan'er, don't talk nonsense, this Taoist is just careful." An old voice rang out.

Hearing these two voices, Yang Mo turned his head to look and found that at the door of the small shop, a graceful girl stood by the door, with two sideburns combed on her head, a thorn hairpin inserted, and a smile on her face looked at him.

Although this girl has a good figure, it is a pity that her skin is dark, and there are many marks like acne scars on her face, which makes her look very ugly.

Behind the girl, an old man with white hair was moving the bench, and it was obvious that these were the two who had just spoken.

After Yang Mo saw these two people, his eyes flashed, and he rode his horse carefully to the outside of the wine shop, turned over and laughed at himself: "The old man doesn't have to explain to Xiaodao, Xiaodao really can't ride a horse, but it makes the two of them laugh." ”

"Where, it's not a shame to not be able to ride a horse, my granddaughter is not sensible, so she makes the Taoist laugh." The white-bearded old man bowed and replied.

When Yang Mo heard this, he didn't answer, he walked into the wine shop after tying the horse, smiled, and said: "It's all fate, I saw the boss's shop, I walked for a day, and I happened to be hungry, and I was bothered by the boss to serve two side dishes, and I was coming to a bowl of rice wine." ”

"Let's go and prepare, Wan'er, go and serve wine to the Taoist." After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the back kitchen, and Na Wan'er also walked over with a bowl of wine, spilling a lot along the way.

Yang Mo looked at the two of them and smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan, their appearance is good, but it's a pity that their acting skills are worse." ”

After drinking the wine for a while, the old man pretending to be Laudeno brought out two plates of side dishes, Yang Mo drank while eating the dishes, carefully observing the two of them, thinking in his heart, since these two people have arrived, I am afraid that the Lin family is not far from the door of destruction, but I don't know when the plot will be.

But when he just thought of this, he heard a sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of horses' hooves suddenly stopped outside the wine shop, and then a rough voice shouted at the wine shop: "Lao Cai, why don't you come out to lead the horse?" ”

Then five men walked in, the leader was not very old, he looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, handsome, richly dressed, with a falcon on his shoulder, a sword hanging from his waist, and a longbow on his back, a rich and noble boy.