Just when everyone had already recognized Yang Mo, Zhiqiu Yiye next to him also looked at the wanted list and showed a wicked smile.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be so valuable, I was moved to see it."

Yang Mo completely ignored Zhiqiu Yiye's hippie smiling face, and just continued to look at the one he caught.

Of course, this brother also recognized Yang Mo's identity at this time, although he also wanted to avoid it first like everyone else, but he couldn't do it at all.

His hand was grabbed by Yang Mo, as if he was being clamped by an iron hoop, and with his strength, there was no way to break free.

"Tell me, what's the name of that golden swallow you're talking about?"

Yang Mo asked again.

The captured Jianghu guest already knew Yang Mo's identity at this time, and he no longer dared to be arrogant, with a confessional expression.

"I don't know the name of the golden swallow, but every time she commits a crime, she leaves a mark that looks like a swallow, so people in the rivers and lakes call her that."

As he spoke, the man slashed the ground a few times with his scabbard, outlining a simple bird-shaped pattern, but it looked like a swallow.

"Look, uncle, this is that pattern."

But when Yang Mo saw what the man had drawn, he couldn't help but smile, but he knew that it wasn't a swallow at all.

After rescuing Xia Ling'er at the beginning, they lived in seclusion in the Gray Mist Forest to cultivate, and Xia Ling'er tried to draw the Luan Feng on the Void Spirit Mirror to show him.

However, the little girl's painting was really bad, so the painted Luan Fenggen was ridiculed by him as a swallow, and the simple outline of the painting at that time was the pattern on the ground in front of him.

Seeing this, Yang Mo immediately understood that Xia Ling'er estimated that it was fake to be a snitch, and he wanted to rely on this method to let him find it was true.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo asked again: "You said that the golden swallow has been active in Guobei County recently, but is it true?" ”

The caught Jianghu guest hurriedly nodded and said, "It's absolutely true, that Golden Swallow has been in Guobei County for a while." ”

When Yang Mo heard this, he let go of the person in his hand, and then turned to Zhiqiu Yiye and said, "Senior brother, it seems that we are going to Guobei County." ”

After saying that, the two ignored the frightened and greedy eyes of the people around them, and walked all the way towards the ferry.

And these people watched the two leave, thinking about Yang Mo's brilliant achievements, and none of them dared to step forward to stop them.

Guobei County is still in the southwest direction of Qingshuidu, and if you want to go there, you must first cross the river.

However, as the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food.

Yang Mo's reward was too rich, and after he left, there were still some people who were not afraid of death and had crooked ideas.

Some of them ran to find news from Yang Mo, a compatriot in the government, and some began to gang up, preparing to vote.

Regarding these people's plans, Yang Mo didn't pay attention to them, and even if he knew, he wouldn't appreciate them.

When the two of them arrived at the dock, they had just hired a ferry and were about to leave, but they didn't want someone behind them to shout at them.

"Two brothers, I also have to cross the river, can you give me a ride."

Yang Mo turned his head when he heard this, but found that the person who shouted was a scholar with a beautiful appearance and a book on his back.

"Why not."

As he spoke, he made a request and motioned for the scholar to come aboard the boat.

The book was also athletic, and he jumped up with a leap, wiped the sweat on his face that was obviously hot on the road, and hurriedly thanked Yang Mo.

"In Xia Ning Caichen, thank you brother Tai."

All the way to this scholar's voice, a trace of surprise flashed in Yang Mo's eyes.

"Ning Caichen, I didn't expect to meet him here, it seems that the plot of the first movie is about to officially begin."

When Yang Mo secretly said in his heart, he knew that Qiu Yiye had already chatted with Ning Caichen.

Zhiqiu Yiye asked: "This brother, in Xia Zhiqiu Yiye, seeing that you are so anxious, where are you going?" ”

Ning Caichen replied while unloading the book on his back: "I want to go to Guobei County." ”

"It just so happens that we are on the same road, and my junior brother and I also go to Guobei County."

"Yes! Let's ...... then."

The river was not wide, and before the two of them could speak, the ferry had already docked.

But the three of them got off the boat and walked in the southwest direction for less than an hour, and more than 30 fierce people on horseback rushed out of the mountains and forests on both sides.

"There are robbers, there are robbers."

Seeing these people rushing out, scholar Ning Caichen was so frightened that he immediately hid behind Zhiqiu Yiye.

The group of people who were eager to see Ning Caichen like this, couldn't help but laugh up, and one of them rode forward with a big knife and stared straight at Yang Mo.

"That kid, I advise you to be obedient and grab it, otherwise Lao Tzu's knife won't have eyes."

Hearing this, Yang Mo's face turned cold, and the Moxue Sword on his forearm was about to appear, but was stopped by Zhiqiu Yiye.

"Senior brother, we just lack horses to hurry, these people are sent to the door, you can do it lightly and don't hurt the horses."

Yang Mo nodded to indicate that he knew, and he was about to step forward to do it.

But at this moment, Yang Mo saw that among those Jianghu guests, more than a dozen people took out their crossbows and shot directly towards him.

At the same time, several other horses suddenly galloped towards them, and behind them they were dragging a large net of iron light.

It seems that the reason why these guys dare to come to him for trouble is obviously full preparation.

However, this kind of method may have been a threat to him in the past, but for him now, it is completely useless.

"Protect Scholar Ning."

While Yang Mo explained to Zhiqiu Yiye, the Moxue Sword had already appeared.

True Martial Zang Yan was transported, and the Mo Xue Sword immediately dragged out a light flame several zhang long, and there was no need to use any moves, just a sword swept over and turned those crossbow arrows into powder.

Immediately following the face of the black iron net, Mo Xue Jian threw out a few lines of ink-like sword light, which not only smashed the iron net, but also made the trawler head apart.

Seeing Yang Mo's terrifying strength, the big man who spoke just now suddenly shouted with horror on his face.

"It's not good, you can't catch this alive, use the thunderbolt fire thunder!"

With his words, the group of people in the rivers and lakes took out black iron pills from their arms one after another, and threw them towards Yang Mo like raindrops.

Although Yang Mo didn't know what the thunderbolt fire and thunder in the other party's mouth were, he understood that he must not let these things get close, and the Moxue Sword in his hand dragged the light flame to block those black spots in the air.

But what he didn't expect was that after these black spots were shattered by him, they turned into flames burning all over the sky and poured them on his head.

When the man in the distance saw this, the horror on his face disappeared, and he laughed proudly.

"This thunderbolt fire thunder hides a secret fire oil that burns when it sees the light, it can't be extinguished by water, it burns the skin and burns the bones, boy, you just wait for death!"

But as soon as the big man's words fell, he heard Yang Mo's cold voice coming from the raging flames.

"I'll admit it, I'm underestimating you guys, but this little fire wants to burn me to death, and you're too early to be happy!"

With Yang Mo's words, a figure protected by a silver-white mask slowly walked out.

The silver light of the light mask flowed, faintly like a cloud of qi, no matter how vicious those fire oils were, they couldn't break through this light mask.

And within this cloud aura, Yang Mo was covered in blue-black light and flames, and he was looking at everyone with murderous intent.