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Despite the tense atmosphere that still pervades the city and around the city during the festival, the soldiers guarding the city gates try to pretend that nothing happened, but they still can't hide it.

"Are you sure you want to leave that ship outside?"

Looking out from the carriage, Moichi asked the question absentmindedly one last time, and then lifted the curtain.

"How many times have I said that it was a big ship specially made to deceive the emperor, and if people recognized me, I would be finished. Shenjun's appearance is definitely worthy of being called a fairy, but the way he speaks is like a street gangster, "It's you, you have to go to the city?"

"Then why don't you let Xiang Wu die?" Mo Yi laughed, "Let's go, I'll go in alone, you take a boat to Jinling, the people of the boat gang are good, they will take care of you." ”

"Let's go, be careful a little later, and Master Qiu Ba is not happy to let you go." ”

As he spoke, the Divine Monarch put on his mask and hurried forward.

They had 10,000 reasons not to enter the city, the water gate of Wuchang City was closed, the soldiers defending the city looked nervous, although it was a festival, there was no lively sound in the city, and all signs clearly told them that the city was very dangerous now. But in the end, Mo Yi entered the city for one reason, and the goshawk was also in the car, but he never spoke.

The soldiers defending the city glanced absentmindedly at the carriage, and then let the three of them in, and everything went surprisingly well.

"It's a trap if it's tight on the outside and loose on the inside, it's not allowed to go out. ”

The goshawk said lazily, looking at ease, looking like a farmer.

"It's all in, what's the use of saying this. ”

The Divine Monarch drove the carriage around a corner and headed for the nearest pharmacy.

After all, it was the night of Wanshou Day, and the streets were full of noisy people, people walked aimlessly, and this carriage that knew the destination was particularly eye-catching.

"Trouble. ”

Xiang Wu hid in the car, so in the end, they didn't leave the carriage behind, and came to the pharmacy like this.

Compared to the previous streets, this place is very deserted, after all, today is not the time for pharmacy business.

Mo Yi jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the closed door of the pharmacy.

Then the door opened, and a man walked out.

"Juzi, why is it too late. ”

With the sound of talking, several figures came out of the shadows, surrounding the carriage in the center.

"I've been waiting for a long time. ”

That's all the members of the Confucian Eight Cong, and Zhang Tai.

"Liu Jian is not here, are you afraid that he will make you have scruples and not be able to use all your strength?"

"The gentleman is far away from cooking. ”

Shenjun took off his mask with a smile, stood beside Mo Yi, and looked at the leader of these Confucian disciples: "This is not a kitchen, and Liu Jian is just a hypocrite. ”

"It turned out to be the head of Xiaoyaozi, no wonder Zhu Rang missed. Zhang Buqun smiled and pulled out his long sword, "Disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

Then the battle began.

The sound of metal clashing sounded intensively, like an iron plate being placed in the rain in the heavy rain, and Mo Yi almost stopped the attack of the eight servants with the strength of one person, but he did not see the flaw in hope.

Confucianism has made progress again.

The cooperation between the eight servants is intimate, they are like parts of a machine, weaving a web of death, enveloping all directions that can escape.

That net is shrinking.

Mo Yi couldn't use all his strength, and not far from him, Zhang Tai never moved, but the qi on this person's body was very dangerous.

Shenjun was powerless to change the situation, he couldn't even keep up with Mo Yi's speed, and he couldn't even help fight against the Eight Cong. Almost instantly, this stalemate fell in a direction that was unfavorable to Mo Yi, and Hachicong already had a chance to leave a wound on Mo Yi's body.

Then the carriage began to move.

The pony rushed out like a madman, slamming straight into Moichi standing in the street and the eight servants who were besieging him.

Hachiko began to pull back, and Shenjun turned around and jumped into the carriage, but at the same time, Zhang Tai, who had not moved, rushed up.

Mo Yi originally wanted to get into the carriage like Shenjun, but when he saw Zhang Tai approaching, he rushed forward instead. He marched almost head to head with the galloping horse, and raised his sword to meet Zhang Tai.

Zhang Buqun let out a shout, and at that moment, he understood that there was something in the carriage that Mo Yi was absolutely unwilling to give up.

Eight congregations quickly surrounded, they didn't rush to do it, the horse pulling the cart was short in stature, and dragged the carriage, several people expected it to be powerless, as long as the horse was scrapped, Mo Yi and three people would not be able to leave.

Zhang Tai fought with Mo Yi, and he fell behind almost in a few moves, he was still inferior to Mo Yi after all, but the eight slaves had already arrived, and the horse was about to run out.

One of the eight servants raised his sword right in front of the carriage, his hand was steady, the sword would make the detached horse fall, he didn't even have to make a wound, the galloping horse would die under the impact of his own force.

Then, to the wild laughter of the Divine Monarch, the Eight flew out from one of them.

It was not a horse, but a rare steed, which did not look majestic, but could gallop for a long time.

Mo Yi took advantage of Zhang Tai's flaw, forced him to back down with a ferocious stab, turned around and jumped into the carriage.

The hoofs were loud, the wheels were rolling, and the eight were still in hot pursuit, and they were running wildly on the stone road, even catching up with the galloping horses.

Between the chase and the escape, almost instantly, the carriage came to the crossroads.

Directly in front of it is the city avenue, where people gather for festivities, and on either side are small lanes that lead to the city gates on one side and the complex streets on the other.

The Divine Monarch grabbed the reins and prepared to turn, and everyone knew very well that the only way the carriage could go was the side that led to the alley, and all other directions were dead ends.

But Zhang Tai has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Mo Yi moved quickly, and he shot to stop Zhang Buqun.

But there are still eight from.

This time, although the goshawk that had been hiding in the carriage also made a move, it still failed to stop the eight servants who were all there.

The galloping horse did not turn, and rushed straight to the avenue with the carriage.

There are beautiful lanterns on the street, all kinds of goods, lively hawking, and dense crowds.

It's too late.

The galloping horse crashed into the crowd with the carriage.

Shenjun fell to the ground in an embarrassed position he had never had in his life, and he finally did it, and the carriage did not directly hit the crowd, but the horse rushed to the wall by the side of the street, already dead.

Mo Yi jumped down before the carriage toppled over, helping the badly injured Shenjun, and he barely hesitated, put away his long sword and turned around and began to run wildly.

Behind him, the goshawk followed with Xiang Wu on his back, and they fled like a defeated army.

Zhang Tai and Bacong followed, they had already created the first real victory after the shot, there was no reason to give up, with a burden, even Mo Yi couldn't leave.